Although the Shen family in Yuzhou ranks at the bottom of the five major families, Shen Qiqi's mother Meng Wanqing is extremely talented. Not only did she bravely switch from hexagram cultivation to medical cultivation in just a few short days, Within a few years, he became a famous medical practitioner.
She is a legendary woman in the world of cultivation.
In contrast, Shen Qiqi's daughter is arrogant and willful. Most importantly, she has extremely poor talent. She is still only a poor first-level spiritual person.
In the eyes of everyone in the cultivation world, apart from inheriting the beauty of her mother, Mrs. Meng, Shen Qiqi also inherited other advantages, such as Mrs. Meng's gentleness, kindness, intelligence, and talent... Shen Qiqi did not inherit any of them.
Others are better than others.
When she got to Shen Qiqi's place, she was like a sack filled with straw, and each generation was worse than the last.
Zi Yan has never understood that for a loser like Shen Qiqi to marry Xie Beiming, who is both talented and beautiful, and is known as a role model for the children of aristocratic families, it is definitely a blessing earned over several lifetimes.
But Shen Qiqi didn't know how to cherish her blessings, and actually made such a fuss that she wanted to break off the engagement.
What makes Zi Yan even more confused is that because of this incident, her son locked himself in a room without seeing anyone for seven days.
Not even a bite of rice.
Finally, the master of the house ordered the door to be broken down, and the young master opened the door.
But the person has lost a lot of weight.
Zi Yan still feels distressed when thinking about that haggard look.
So now, their Lin'an Xie family is not only protected against fire and theft, but also against evil spirits and evil spirits.
Zi Yan bit her lip, her pretty face gloomy.
The woman who was covered in injuries just now was Shen Qiqi!
Although the other person covered his head and face tightly, his voice could not be muffled, and she heard it immediately.
Zi Yan lowered her eyes and her gaze fell on the dagger in her hand.
Although she didn't know why her young master's dagger appeared in Shen Qiqi's hand, she knew one thing very well: Shen Qiqi was seriously injured now, and she must not let the young master see him like this.
Otherwise, the young master would not simply give the woman a settling-in allowance.
The young master will definitely spend his spiritual energy to heal that woman’s wounds regardless of the situation!
Such an arrogant, willful and ignorant woman is not worthy of the young master's affection!
Zi Yan exhaled and turned around to tell Mu Han.
"Mu Han, go to the third copy shop on East Street and buy a copy of the copy for the young master."
This was supposed to be her job.
But right now she has more important things to do. She can only leave it to Mu Han to buy breakfast for the young master.
As Zi Yan spoke, she took out a dime of broken silver from her purse and handed it to Mu Han, and warned him: "You must remember to remind the boss not to put coriander in the soup. The young master doesn't like the taste."
"Okay, okay." Mu Han reached out and took the broken silver, said "Okay", turned around and went to East Street to buy some handwriting.
Zi Yan went to find her young master with a dagger in hand.
In the quiet courtyard, Xie Beiming was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed.
His face was calm and calm, but his heart was in turmoil.
He had that dream again.
I don’t know how many times it was.
In the dream, the woman was surrounded and suppressed by hundreds of Xuanmen families, her soul was suppressed by all the demons, and her body was torn into pieces. When he went down to find her, all she had left was bones... Xie Beiming's eyes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes. Open your eyes and raise your hand to touch your left arm.
In his dream, he lost his arm.
He is still an evil cultivator who is hated and feared by the world.
Just like that woman.
Because they are both evil cultivators, they hang out with all kinds of monsters and monsters all day long, and because they were once engaged, the world tied them together and gave them the nickname: Ghost Couple.
Of course, that woman didn't accept the nickname. She sent him letters at every turn asking him to come forward to clarify the misunderstanding. He ignored them and hid those arrogant letters. When she couldn't hold on, she would read them out and read them. She felt that the world
Still worthy of his attachment.
Those arrogant letters and those angry door-to-door robberies were all his light in the darkness.
But later, when he was injured and in seclusion, the world surrounded and killed his light.
After he came out, he learned the news. For the first time, he knew what it meant to have the world collapsed, and what it meant to be heartbroken. The strangulation array had been set up, but later on, he still didn't let those so-called famous monks lie on their bodies.
Thousands of miles.
He put down his hatred and used the power of the formation to send his light back.
He hugged his ghost wife and lay in the coffin at the bottom of Wanmo Cliff.
This is his dream.
At first, he really thought it was just a dream.
But later, he gradually realized that it didn't seem to be a dream.
If it was really just a nightmare, he wouldn't wake up with a heart-breaking pain.
Until that day on Ten Thousand Demons Cliff, when the woman used the blood talisman in front of him, the scenes in the dream suddenly poured into his mind like a mountain roar.
It was then that he truly realized that everything in the dream was his past life.
Not only did he send his light back, he himself came back.
He was born again.
…
Xie Beiming moved his eyes away from his left arm. Thinking of the scene on Ten Thousand Demons Cliff that day, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
This woman has already lived a new life, and she still dares to use sorcery, and she is not afraid of being surrounded and suppressed by a group of famous monks like she did in her last life. She is really not a lesson learned, so she needs to be reminded to restrain herself. He has no ability to let her live another life.
Boom, boom, boom.
There was a light and rhythmic knock on the door.
Zi Yan said from outside: "Young Master."
"Come in." Xie Beiming recovered his thoughts.
The door was gently pushed open, and Zi Yan stepped in, holding up the dagger.
"Sir, a girl outside just picked up a dagger..."
As soon as he started talking, the dagger in Zi Yan's hand flew out.
Xie Beiming grabbed the dagger from the air, causing waves on his calm face. He interrupted Zi Yan and asked urgently: "Where is that girl?"
That day on the Ten Thousand Demons Cliff, he threw the dagger into the bottom of the cliff. Now that the dagger suddenly appeared again, there was only one possibility: that woman had gone down to the Ten Thousand Demons Cliff!
That was the Ten Thousand Demons Cliff! How dangerous it was at the bottom of the cliff. She actually dared to go down there alone... Did she want to abandon him and run away alone again?
Xie Beiming's face turned cold instantly, and the temperature of the whole room dropped sharply. Zi Yan had never seen him like this before, and trembled, and said quickly:
"It's a young girl who was slightly injured. However, the girl covered her face and seemed unwilling to see anyone or reveal her name. She seemed to be a casual cultivator. She said she was at the corner of the street. She accidentally
The one who picked up this dagger... Young Master! Where are you going, Young Master!"
Xie Beiming rushed out of the door without waiting for Zi Yan to finish speaking.
When Zi Yan realized what he was doing and chased after him, he found that there was no young master anywhere outside, only an afterimage of him was seen.
The breeze carried her young master's words to her ears.
"Tell dad that I'm going to practice, and my return date is... uncertain!"
The girl, a casual cultivator, covered her face and did not want to show her true face. She picked up the dagger he dropped at the bottom of Ten Thousand Demons Cliff at the corner of the street... Xie Beiming didn't need to think too much, he guessed the girl almost immediately
That's Shen Qiqi.
It's just a dagger, it's not worth it for her to go to the Ten Thousand Demons Cliff alone!
If Zi Yan were here at this time, her jaw would probably drop when she saw her young master's current appearance - because Mr. Xie, who had always kept his emotions and anger to himself, was filled with rage at this moment.
Xie Beiming chased all the way out of the city before stopping. He looked at the two forked roads in front of him, pondered for a moment, and stepped on the forked road on the right.
But at this moment, the Evil-Destroying Sword in his hand suddenly vibrated, and the sword was half out of its sheath.
There's something evil nearby!
The sword in his hand is called Zhuxie. It not only kills evil spirits, but can also sense evil spirits. The more powerful the evil spirits are, the greater Zhuxie's reaction is. The reaction of the sword being half-sheathed like just now is rare.
It means that the evil spirit appearing nearby is very powerful.
And the path pointed by the Evil Killing Sword is also the path he wants to pursue.
So the woman encountered evil spirits again while she was injured?!
Xie Beiming's face became increasingly gloomy, and he was busy galloping with his sword.
With Zhu Xie guiding the way, it is not difficult to find where the evil spirits are.
Xie Beiming's figure soon appeared on the village road at the entrance of the village.
The whole village was shrouded in a thick evil spirit, and the villagers were shivering and hiding in their houses. When they saw Xie Beiming through a gap in the window, someone had the courage to call him.