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Chapter 1208: Qinghe

The originally extremely powerful ghoul lost all its power in front of his wife, and became two children who dared not make the slightest move. However, it seemed that this pitiful expression did not attract the wife's sympathy. Instead, she swept them all away with a wave of her hand.
Turned into powder!
The two previously arrogant and murderous children just disappeared, and the dust-like thing was no different from dust.
Corpses are all dust and take the form of essence. In addition to having souls and souls, these two ghosts also have bodies, so they are also called zombies and living corpses. After the wife swept away their souls, they naturally turned into a pile of dust.
Zhou Qiping's eyes widened, but he was not as shocked as he imagined. This time he glanced around and immediately flew back. However, his wife did not intend to let him go. Two of them flew out. A black light flew out, hitting Zhou Qiping's head.
A ray of separated soul grabbed it and then pulled it back!
Zhou Qiping's soul shook and finally disappeared. It seemed that he was killed by his wife.
"Daughter-in-law!" I shouted, but the daughter-in-law didn't look back. She spread her sleeves and a burst of red clouds dispersed like a strong wind, disappearing in an instant!
Shang Wanqiu looked at the daughter-in-law whose dress was fluttering in the wind. There was a hint of shock on her fair face, and she seemed to have some understanding. This mood was understandable. Zhao Qian had this expression at that time.
The soldiers fled due to the sudden trouble caused by the two corpses, and five thousand elite independent troops from the foot of the mountain also arrived. The car below was hijacked, and the transport troops who wanted to escape were blocked back. As for Chai Yun, they were also driven away.
The independent troops came and captured it, and many of his men were also wiped out.
I took Shang Wanqiu, who was speechless for a moment, to look for the old man. Finally, I found the dying old man in a cold tent. After letting the rescue soldiers treat his injuries, he was carried to the medical vehicle below.
"The boss of this transportation team is called Chai Yun. How to deal with it?" Sun Chongyang asked. I followed him to Chai Yun. This guy was still yelling there. I looked at the position of the tent on the mountain and asked him.
The soldiers beheaded him.
A group of girls were rescued, most of them were dead or injured, and the rest were made known to them. Anyone who had bullied them was ordered to be beheaded on the spot.
No matter where people go or what position they are in, there are always scum, which greatly deters the remaining soldiers, and the remaining thousands of transport teams, ◎5◎5◎5◎5,div  style=”margin
: P 0 P 0 "also compiled into the team, distributed the equipment in the transport vehicle, and then charged into the team, temporarily responsible for handling materials.
As for the trucks, they couldn't be taken away. After all, they were traveling on mountain roads and roads, so except for important strategic materials, basically nothing inside was taken away. Sun Chongyang and Yuan Ci took all the 100,000 immortal crystals they looted with them.
around.
The group of girls all came to other urban areas along the way. Most of them were girls from good families. They had a miserable fate for suffering this crime. After recording it, they distributed the expenses and sent them back to their hometown. As for the old man's granddaughter, they had already been given to her.
He Ruidong was killed and his body was thrown into the cliff of the back mountain. When we found it, most of it had been eaten by wolves. Looking at that half of the face, it was indeed a beauty that could attract the covetousness of these beasts.
The beauty was ill-fated, so I asked the soldiers to bury her in the back mountain and set up an inscription on her, and that was all.
Although the old man was seriously injured, he had regained consciousness and insisted on going up the mountain to see his granddaughter. I asked Yuan Ci, Sun Chongyang, and Zhao Xianguan to lead the independent troops back first, while Shang Wanqiu and I sent the old man back to the mountain to see his granddaughter again.
Looking at the back mountain, the old man started crying and lay on the ground with no idea at all. I tried to persuade him for a long time, but he cried miserably. Shang Wanqiu stood aside and looked at me silently.
, it seems that she is still feeling a burst of bitterness in her heart because of the word "daughter-in-law" that I used to call her.
The old man was mute, could not speak, and could only write with pen and paper. All his passion came from his granddaughter, and later he sharpened the iron bars and tried to rescue people until he was caught. When he found out that he was mute, he had to stay alive.
Waiting to die.
But I didn't expect that someone would save me.
After paying homage to his granddaughter, the desperate old man took out a stack of letters and showed them to me one by one. When I saw them, my expression suddenly changed.
It turned out that the old man's name was Yan Asi, and he was not from a county outside the Guan Pass. He was a swordsman in a large county back then, and the girl was a baby girl born to the concubine of the county guard. Because of the war, he took the baby girl to live in exile.
He fled and took the girl to live on Wujing Mountain.
Yan Asi abandoned his sword to work as a farmer, and was responsible for raising the girl. It was not until he returned from a trip to buy things from the forces a few days ago that he discovered that Wujing Mountain had been occupied by others. In anger, he went to the blacksmith shop to sharpen some good iron, and then went up to Wujing Mountain.
But he never expected that he still failed to save his princess, so that his life's persistence was gone.
His girl didn't know her life experience and only thought that he was her grandfather, so they depended on each other. As for what happened to the county after the war, he no longer knew, and he didn't want to take the girl back again. After all, war will always make people lose their true nature, so it's better to
Living in this peaceful mountain range, I will live a simple life. If my granddaughter grows up and gets a good family, she will get married, and she will live her life in Wujing Mountain.
Yan Asi babbling pointed at the pile of letters he was going to write back to Qinghe County. Some of these letters were to prove the girl's identity, and some were to hope that something unexpected happened to him, so that the girl could send the letters back to Qinghe County and recognize her ancestor.
Yes, for the sake of the girl, Ah Si has already found a way out for her, which shows how emotional the grandfather and grandson are. It's a pity that the white-haired man gives away the black-haired man. The world is cruel and makes people sigh.
"Human life is pitiful. I would like to express my condolences and accept the change. The disputes in the world are caused by the troubled times. If you feel bitter and resentful in your heart, just follow me to put an end to the troubled times. If you really feel guilty about that girl, just fight her.
Go to Qinghe County and tell your governor in person." I sighed, feeling sad for him in my heart.
Yan Asi cried in confusion. When he was young, he was a farmer. He planted a lot of bamboo in the mountains, piece by piece. He cut the bamboo just to sell it for money. Later, in order to increase his income, he started to use bamboo to make dustpans and baskets.
He was very skilled in daily necessities and was good at using a black iron sword similar to the one he has now. He worked hard from that moment on, and more than ten years later, he actually developed a ghostly swordsmanship with it, and he became a market leader in one day.
He gathered business and weaved bamboo on the spot and his skills amazed everyone. He was recommended by the magistrates of the county governor and became a swordsman and guard in the inner palace. During this period, he practiced mysticism for more than ten years to strengthen his sword power and defeated countless masters. His skills ranked first in Qinghe.
The county is known as the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal.
Qinghe County has endless civil strife and frequent wars. Finally, during the civil strife more than ten years ago, the county guard was defeated and took away all the children in the family and fled. Only this concubine girl was deliberately left in the mansion by the eldest woman. The county guard was halfway
When he found out that he had lost his daughter, he ordered him to go back to the governor's house to get the girl back.
Yan Asi fought his way through the rebellious army and finally rescued the concubine princess. Unfortunately, because he was too seriously injured, he fled in various directions on the way and missed the opportunity to respond. He ended up among the people. Later, he went to Guanwai County on the border of Qinghe County to look for him.
The fleeing county guard strayed into the turbulence again and came to this county outside the pass. Thinking that there was no possibility of going back, he took the princess to live in seclusion in Wujing Mountain, where he lives to this day.
And now all the Xuan Gong skills have been lost in serious injuries and no longer exist, including the hideous scar on his throat, which was also a product of that time, causing him to become speechless. However, fate always has some consolation prizes.
All because having a girl by his side makes him struggle to survive.
But this time, he failed to save the savior, and regret and guilt completely defeated him.
Shang Wanqiu and I were moved several times when the old man showed the document while crying. Later, when he looked at the tombstone, his old face was like a walking zombie. Even after listening to my words, there was not much reflection, and I was extremely disappointed.
"Lao Yan, I will find a way to restore your body. After all, there are many ways to start over in cultivation." I sighed and threw myself around the ditch.
Yan Asi shook his head and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to invite me to go down the mountain. Shang Wanqiu and I both looked at each other, but we had no choice but to go down the mountain.
"It seems that he has no hope in his heart. Maybe as soon as we leave, he will end his life. It will be a sad and deplorable life." I sighed.
Shang Wanqiu was silent for a while and said: "There are always regrets in the world. I wish I could have been a moment earlier, and I wish I could have been a moment earlier. Who doesn't?"
Seeing her somewhat resentful expression, I sighed and said nothing else. Otherwise, lest it arouse any affection between my children, it would be better not to talk to Shang Wanqiu about these matters at this time.
When I reached the bottom of the mountain, I stepped into the dense woods, but before I could take two steps, Shang Wanqiu grabbed me. I turned my head, thinking that this time I would not be able to escape without saying anything, and the emotional entanglement would still have to happen.
Come.
Chapter completed!
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