"Xiao Yao, more and more sensible, I really hope to have a daughter like Xiao Yao. Aunt Wang held the ginger soup on the table, her eyes flashing with eagerness.

She likes Luo Yao very much, since the child drowned in the river five years ago, she plans not to have children anymore, Luo Yao's appearance makes her a mother again.

"Auntie, I have always been your and uncle's daughter. Luo Yao affectionately held Aunt Wang's arm, and she felt their love for her.

For more than a month, it was the only warmth she had before or after her rebirth.

"Old woman, why do you want to do so much, Xiao Yao, I have always been her daughter-in-law. Uncle Wang knew that she remembered the past again, after all, it was just an accident.

"Yes, Xiao Yao is a gift from God who has mercy on us. ”

After the eldest lady finished speaking, she wiped her tears, and she didn't mention her sad past.

Luo Yao didn't know what was happening to them, but he could tell from his expression that it must be painful.

"Auntie, I'll go to the kitchen to cook some noodles for you, heat it and lower your body. ”

Luo Yao got up and entered the kitchen.

A quarter of an hour later, Luo Yao called Uncle Wang to bring delicious and fragrant vinaigrette noodles from the kitchen.

"Our family is getting more and more sophisticated, and the aroma wafts from the kitchen. The eldest lady said happily.

"This is not what your master taught well, Auntie. "Luo Yao is very happy today, and he gets along more harmoniously with the eldest mother's family, just like a family.

After eating, Luo Yao added the remaining noodles from the kitchen to the hot soup, and served a bowl to Xiao Hei, who was chained to the gate of the courtyard to guard the "fairy grass".

"Wow. A black puppy wagged its tail at Luo Yao, barking excitedly on a leash.

"Xiao Hei, let's eat, we came home too late today, and dinner was a little late, but yes, I cooked your favorite vinaigrette noodles for you today. Luo Yao poured the noodles into the big iron basin in front of Xiao Hei.

"Xiao Hei, it's raining a lot today, are you hiding in the cage, the weather is suddenly getting cold today, I'll go find you some hay, you have to sleep on it." ”

Luo Yao touched Xiao Hei's head and carried the empty bowl into the kitchen behind the back of the room.

Luo Yao went to the firewood room in the backyard, hugged a handful of sun-dried straw, and by the way, found a black cloth and spread it on the straw, and the cage where Xiao Hei was resting instantly warmed up.

Luo Yao stood next to Xiao Hei, observing the "fairy grass", which remained upright after being ravaged by the torrential rain. The pale blue flowers have been washed by the rain. It looks even more crystal clear. It has just rained, and the sky is dark tonight, the dark clouds are gloomy, but the "fairy grass" is flickering with a faint light.

It is really a fairy thing, the flowers have not withered for more than a month, and they are still so delicate. Luo Yao thought in his heart.

In the dark night, the gloomy sky shrouded Qingxia Town, and Luo Yao cleaned up early and went to sleep. In the entire Ikegaki Village, the last people who fell asleep also extinguished the last bit of light.

In the back mountain of Chigaki Village, the thunder startled the birds in the deep forest, and the sparks reflected half of the sky, and the fiery red night sky and the sound of Zrazla stimulated the entire deep forest, and the birds in the deeper areas snapped their wings and made a fluttering sound. But it did not affect the collision of the weapons of the two at this time.

"Stinky monk, hand over the things, and the deity will spare you from death. "Wearing a blue Taoist robe, a long figure, a Taoist priest who looks about thirty years old, holding a two-foot-wide long sword, the sword light is awe-inspiring, flashing and thundering.

"Bah, sanctimonious stinky Taoist, what the old man got by luck, why should he give it to you, there is a kind of taking it himself. Let grandpa tell you that Lao Tzu is very fragrant. ”

The ragged bald head is obviously the monk in the mouth of the Taoist priest, the head that should be shiny, but it is stained with blood, and the tattered robe can't cover the scars all over the body.

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword stabbed at the monk again, and the monk resisted with a Zen staff, drawing a long series of sizzling sounds.

"Bald donkey, just tie your hands, your crippled body, but you can't resist a few moves, if you hand over the things to me, you can leave a whole corpse if you are in a good mood, look at your appearance I'm afraid you don't want to, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." ”

The man in blue stared at the monk deadly, the cold light flashed, there were words in his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, he held two pieces of rune paper between his fingers. Quickly threw it towards the monk on the opposite side.

"Yo, stinky Taoist, and you also carry the Hidden Fire Thunder Talisman, it seems that you want to burn your grandfather to death, or blow up your grandfather?"

There was no time to dodge, the monk hurriedly sacrificed the bowl in his hand, his mouth squirmed, the black bowl emitted a dazzling golden light, the strong light illuminated the middle of the night in the sky, the beam hit the top of the monk's head, the golden halo, the incomprehensible Sanskrit blended with each other, and converged into a golden wall to block the monk's surroundings, and the golden bowl immediately spun forward to resist the explosion of fire and thunder.

With a "bang", the fire and thunder charm exploded instantly, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and the fiery red fireworks scattered on the land behind the mountain, and the brown soil instantly burned black, emitting an unpleasant smell of burning.

At this time, the blue-clothed Taoist priest took advantage of the monk's gap to resist the fire and thunder talisman, and instantly moved to the back of the monk, holding the long sword in his right, and the aura was wide open, and the majestic aura was injected into the long sword along the dantian, mercilessly piercing into the monk's golden light cover. With a thud, the Sanskrit on the light mask trembled, and the Sanskrit was scattered by the blue thunder light flashing at the tip of the sword, and in the blink of an eye, the light mask gradually cracked, like broken glass, peeling off piece by piece, and finally dissipated in the air.

"Stinky monk, your turtle shell is not reliable. A cold smile appeared on the corner of the blue-clothed Taoist's mouth, and he looked mockingly at the stinky monk who was currently being forced to retreat by the aura.

At this time, the monk was even more embarrassed, after countless battles, his spiritual power had already been exhausted, exhausted, and now he had the last breath of faith.

"Heh, you are a stinky Taoist priest who prides himself on being a famous and decent family, and I don't want to get the mental method if I kill your grandfather, and I want to get it, unless I dream. The monk leaned on the Zen staff in his hand and wiped the blood from his mouth with his left hand.

The mockery in his eyes was even more obvious, but the desperation slowly extended to his heart.

"Stinky monk, when I kill you, things will fall into my hands, and you will die. The blue-clothed Taoist priest's eyes were even more fierce, and he saw that the long sword was trembling violently, with a huge aura, and stabbing towards the monk with a more penetrating thunder light.

With the sound of "bell", at this moment, the bronze bell that suddenly appeared was blocked in front of the monk, and a huge "drink" sound followed.

"Qingyi, it's not kind, you said that you would encircle and suppress the stinky monk together, what's the matter, looking at your posture, you plan to swallow it alone? This is not like your Qingyi's style of acting. The person who came was full of beard, an eight-foot-tall burly figure, wearing a dark brocade robe, and after speaking, he picked up the big knife and swung it at Qingyi on the opposite side.

If Luo Yao was here, she would be very surprised, because she had seen this person, who was the big man who was hiding from the rain in today's market.

As soon as Qing saw this person, he didn't want to say other kind words to the big man, and he didn't hide his thoughts, his body flipped, and the long sword quickly attacked, stabbing at the big man hard. Immediately, the two began to fight, you stabbed me to block, you cut me to block, and for a while and a half couldn't tell why.

Qingyi and Dahan were both masters of the Xuandan period, and they shot mercilessly, using their belongings, and fighting hundreds of rounds back and forth.

If someone stands outside the deep forest, they can only hear the sound of "bang" and "bell" coming from the back mountain, as well as the deafening thunder and turbulent fire.

The great man was magnificent, and the majestic spiritual power was injected into the big knife, and with a loud shout, the momentum spread everywhere, and the big tree that was already shaking in the back mountain was directly cracked by the spiritual energy, collapsed to the ground, and raised layers of soil.

I saw that the big man quickly took out the knife, the blade became more and more sharp, and the blazing fire swept towards Qingyi along the sword. Qing Yi didn't have time to dodge and hurriedly retreated.

A trace of hesitation flashed across Qingyi's face, and his left hand took out a few pills from the bag on his waist and put them in his mouth, sliding down the bloody blood in his throat.

Immediately, Qingyi, who had eaten the pill, burst out with more powerful spiritual power in his body, and the thunder around the long sword suddenly soared, and the momentum was huge, and the flames were pressed down by the spiritual energy, stabbing towards the big man very fiercely.