On the tenth day of September, cold dew.

The temperature was a little cool at this time. With a faint golden morning glow in the sky, a dilapidated mud tiled house appeared in the thin mist in the mountain depression.

Looking in through the half-closed door, under the eaves and on the threshold, there was a young man wearing coarse cloth clothes, thin in shape and a little empty in his eyes.

He lowered his hands on his knees, holding a stone in his right hand. A huge centipede-like scar appeared on his half-open chest. He looked at the drops of dew on the weeds in the yard, muttering words.

"The cold dew is long in the late autumn night, the water is beaded among the hundreds of herbs, lotus... lotus..."

The boy looked thoughtful, rubbed the stone in his palm with one hand and tapped his forehead with the index finger with the other, but he could not remember the words behind the lotus. In his annoyance, he threw the stone in his hand hard outside the house.

oops!

A pain came from outside the door. A girl wearing a blue shirt, beautiful face, with a green bamboo flute inserted between her waist, and carrying a bag in her hand, touching her forehead and looking at the boy with anger on her face.

She said angrily: "An Chen, what are you doing?"

The boy was also startled, stood up, pinched the corner of his clothes with his fingers, hung his head, and looked as aggrieved as a child who had made a mistake.

The girl rolled her eyes, walked over and patted the dust on the boy's body, poked his forehead lightly with her fingers, and said with a smile: "You are so stupid, remember! Although the lotus flowers have broken their leaves and faces, I will pick lotus lotus tomorrow morning!"

"The lotus...even though it is broken...the leaves...thousand faces, tomorrow...the morning...the lotus lotus is picked!"

An Chen muttered in his mouth, dancing happily as if he had found a treasure.

A hint of relief appeared in the girl's eyes. Although he forgot a lot, he remembered this song.

I still remember that year, Han Lu, and the two of them used songs as their companion.

She held An Chen's hand and sat back on the threshold. The two of them quietly pressed against their bodies and leaned against each other.

After a while, the girl turned around and looked straight into An Chen's eyes and said, "An Chen, I had a dream last night..."

Gululu~~

However, before she could finish her words, a series of sounds came from An Chen's belly, and he looked at the girl pitifully.

"Luo Yao, I'm hungry..."

The girl smiled and shook her head, her thumb and index finger were in line, and she pinched the tip of the boy's nose and said, "I know, you can eat it since you were a child!"

Then she handed the green bamboo piccolo to An Chen to play with, and then opened the bag just now, which contained some pastries.

An Chen was so greedy that he drooled, and he didn't know what his image was, so he just grabbed it with his hands and ate it.

Seeing this, Luo Yao took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and gently wiped him with the residue on her face, and smiled at the corner of her mouth.

When An Chen was full, he sat on the threshold with Luo Yao. He leaned his head in her arms and fell asleep.

The girl looked at this familiar face and seemed to see the young man on Lingxu Mountain who was not tall but shouted to knock down the bully!

She smiled bitterly, not knowing whether everything was lucky or unfortunate at this time. She gently picked up a piece of residue between the boy's hair and bounced it down.

"Maybe this kind of life is good. But..." Luo Yao gently rubbed An Chen's hair and murmured: "I know you have a strong temperament. You must want to get the lost things yourself."

The girl's eyes were red.

At this time, I wonder if An Chen felt the girl's heart, and he leaned tighter towards the girl.

Luo Yao's heart trembled, and she gently leaned her head on the boy's back, and her black hair brushed her face, but it was quietly wet.

However, at this moment, a trace of obscure fluctuation came!

Luo Yao's pupils shrank and her face turned pale. With a wave of her hand, a transparent shield covered the sleeping boy.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

Five figures fell from the sky, pressed their hands on the waist, and were half surrounded. The head was a middle-aged man with a short body, wide forehead and pointed chin.

He stared at the two people on the threshold with a burning look on his face.

Luo Yao said coldly: "Zhao Yue, you are really a piece of dog skin plaster. You won't feel tired after chasing them all the way?"

The man smiled faintly and said, "Saint Luo, you don't feel tired if you hide from others. How could I be tired with such a dirty bone?"

As he said that, he dusted the dust on his body and smiled and said, "If Saint Luo, you are tired, you might as well return the fool around you to my Zhao family. I'll go back and get a job, so you can be idle, right?"

"Shut up! Don't call him a fool!" Luo Yao said with a cold look in his eyes: "At least half of everything your Zhao family has now is made by An Chen with blood. But what about now? Not only do you design to destroy his cultivation, but you also suppress his life soul and make him dementia. It's really not enough to expel my hatred after all of your Zhao family!"

After saying that, she frowned and furiously, and the gravel around her suddenly shot towards Zhao Yue and others, with great force and piercing through the wall.

Two besiegers could not dodge and were hit in the arm, and their entire arm was immediately covered in blood.

For a moment, everyone dared not step forward.

"Hmph!" Zhao Yue snorted coldly. "I really think I am afraid of you? If I weren't afraid of the Luo family, how big can a saint who was not growing up make?"

Then he curled his lips and said sarcastically: "If he hadn't offended the great man from Jingfan Holy Land for you in Lingxu Mountain, he wouldn't have ended like this! Why... Now you're going to bite my Zhao family back?"

After hearing this, Luo Yao's eyes darkened and her aura suddenly became weaker.

However, Zhao Yue seized this moment and stepped forward, turning his fist into a palm, and slapped it out at Luo Yao and the other two. The strong palm wind poured down, turning the gravel that shot into powder for a moment.

Luo Yao's eyes narrowed, thinking that Zhao Yue was really difficult to deal with!

She calmed down and thought to herself, while sarcastic: "Zhao Yue, I didn't expect that your strength would be improved very quickly. It seems that your Zhao family has gained a lot of benefits since they became the lackeys of Jingfan Holy Land."

"Haha..." Zhao Yue laughed instead of anger, and he bowed. "I have to thank you for your help!"

you!

Luo Yao bit her teeth tightly, her face turned gloomy, and her heart had already tore Zhao Yue's stinky mouth a thousand and eight hundred times.

However, Zhao Yue did not want to have a verbal dispute anymore, so as to avoid long nights of dreams.

He pointed to An Chen who was sleeping and said fiercely to Luo Yao: "Today, An Chen will die!"

In an instant, Zhao Yue twitched with one hand, a cold light flashed, and the swords on his waist came out.

"Die for me!"

Zhao Yue slashed at An Chen with a knife, and suddenly a sharp breath attacked him, destroying the way where the blade passed.

Sizzle~~

Sparks flew everywhere, and Luo Yao was guarding An Chen, and the sword force fell directly on her body-protecting spiritual energy, sparking out.

But even so, Luo Yao was shocked and her blood was surging, her face flushed, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth. The blade that had not yet disappeared even cut a ravine from the middle.

She looked at Zhao Yue with a gloomy eyes, and it was obvious that he knew very well that An Chen was his weakness.

Zhao Yue held the knife forward again, and his eyes showed a hint of pleasure. He and others were ordered to chase An Chen. If Luo Yao hadn't interfered with it, he would have finished his errands and had he been happy!

Scared~ Another knife!

Luo Yao crossed her arms in front of her chest to block it, and the blade attacked, which was very sharp. She took An Chen and ran away these days, and the spiritual energy in her body was already in full swing.

After a few breaths, Luo Yao retreated and fell into a disadvantage. There was no way, so she had to swallow the blood in her mouth, turn around and take the knife with her back, and then take the opportunity to pick up An Chen and retreat into the house.

For a moment, blood stained the blue shirt!

Zhao Yue looked ugly and scolded the woman for being a good saint of Luo family in her heart, but instead wanted to come and flow into this muddy water. She was really a rat and meddling in other people's business.

But I was so frustrated that I couldn't kill myself!

For a moment, he was angry. If An Chen ran away again, he would probably find it difficult to explain to the family. After a moment of thinking, he looked at everyone ruthlessly, and the other four people immediately understood it.

They stood behind Zhao Yue, circulating their spiritual power, Zhao Yue tightened his horse's stance and raised his sword toward the sky.

A stream of power gathered in his body, manifesting a six-foot blade figure, and standing in the air.

Zhao Yue showed a trace of ferociousness on his face, and raised his sword down, and suddenly a powerful and fierce aura slashed towards the dilapidated room.

Hahahaha~~

Zhao Yue laughed loudly. Under this attack, there was no bone left. Even if the saint of Luo family died, there was no evidence to prove that it was related to him.

He licked his lips, his eyes unblocked with excitement. Although he killed countless people, it was the first time he killed someone with such an identity.

If it succeeds, his status in the Zhao family will naturally rise!

However, just when he was proud, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the broken house.

He was hunched and old, as if he was about to die, but the power he emitted around him was not inferior to the combined force of Zhao Yue and others!

He poked out his fingers, and the six-foot blade was actually sandwiched between his fingers without any slightest.

Then he used a little force on his fingers, and the blade turned into pieces. The dispersed knife energy made the surrounding low earth walls and gravel portals turn into powder.

Zhao Yue waved his hand and opened the smoke and dust, waiting for the person to see clearly...

Gulu.

He swallowed a mouthful of water and felt relieved!

This person is actually Xue Tianfeng, the elder of the Luo family. This is a cruel person!

Zhao Yue quickly smiled and said, "Greetings to Elder Xue."

hehe……

The visitor sneered, looked at the former with contempt and said, "You can bend and stretch. Why? Where did you go to kill my saint of Luo just now?"

Zhao Yue waved his hand quickly and said, "Elder Xue is joking. I must not dare to take action from the saint of Luo family. It's just that she protects the people who want to kill Jingfan Holy Land, which is really difficult for me to deal with."
To be continued...