"Slave..."

For a while, the old man only felt that his mind was blank, but after feeling the terrible shroud, a pile of nonsense came out of his mind, but the more nonsense he had in his mind, the more obvious he felt the chill emanating from Yeyang's body.

"The slave does not dare to expire in the master, this grandson is the great-great-granddaughter of the slave, and the last 'Shumu' of this generation of Shumucheng. ”

After quickly sorting out the words and saying these real words, the old man immediately felt a lot more at ease, but the terrible oppression from the front had not completely disappeared.

couldn't help but stretch out his hand slightly, pulled up his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, without raising his head, and continued:

"The original generation of 'Shu Mu' should not be this hard-working child, after all, since Shu Mu was built, there has been no precedent for letting a woman be 'Shu Mu'. ”

"However, because in the past few years, the central powers have fought against each other, and the peripheral countries have taken the initiative to retreat a few cities in order to avoid the impact and have instead invaded towards us, who are 'based on cities', and after several large-scale wars, they have retreated to the four countries, but our side has also lost 'Shumu' and his successor. ”

"I remember it was a gale, corpse-strewn outside the West Gate, and her brother smiled and walked into the city, and then fell into the arms of the woman disguised as a man, disguised as a guard, hiding behind the city gate and waiting through the gap for her brother's return. ”

“...”

The words are so fast, if it weren't for the extraordinary power of Yeyang's ears, he might not be able to hear much information, but in order to survive, the old man didn't deliberately exaggerate the sad atmosphere.

And as for why he sacrificed his life to rush into Yeyang to save his great-granddaughter, he just didn't want his last descendant to die tragically in front of him, even if he had ten thousand regrets in his heart after saying the words...

"Finished?"

Yeyang did not disperse the murderous target, but became more condensed, and even the tone of those words was much more indifferent than at the beginning.

"Enlighten the master, the words of the slave are not false and colorful. ”

Although he was begging for mercy, he was full of neutrality when he spoke, perhaps because he had just recovered his vitality and had not used the exercises for too long to receive exercises from the outside world, so just a little mood swing was enough to affect him.

"The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped, you take the other old ghosts to behead the heads of the generals and kings of other national cities, and as for this 'Shumu', stay with me." ”

With a slight wave of his hand, Yeyang lifted the guard lying on the rain with aura, and at the same time let the old man stand up from the ground, and he saw the old man kneeling on the ground tighten his fist hand a little, but he didn't dare to have a seizure.

"Slave, understood. The old man responded.

As the words fell, Yeyang summoned the golden feather out and then let it land on the old man's shoulder for him to watch, taking care of them while not completely dying, and at the same time monitoring them to see if they had any other movements.

"Go ahead. ”

Yeyang just whispered, and didn't care when the old man left, after all, if there were some things in himself, it would be meaningless if he understood something too well.

The door that had been knocked open returned to where they had been, and several faint points of light on the door were expanding into the interior of the room at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Throwing the guard on the bed, Yeyang sat back in his chair and drank his wine, waiting for the guard to wake up.

...

This is late at night, and Yeyang has already stopped drinking like alcoholism, and closed his eyes and half a rest while just dissipating the alcohol on his body.

The guard woke up, and you remembered why your chest hurt, and you didn't forget the three claw marks on your neck.

She crept out of bed, or because the load on her body, which was not very strong, was too great, and the act of getting out of bed was already sweating on her forehead.

Holding the quilt in his arms and then walking towards the night sun who was resting on his cheeks, he covered the quilt with his hands as lightly as possible.

Looking at Yeyang's face, the woman couldn't help but chuckle, but because of the behavior of not letting herself laugh out loud but her body trembled slightly, the pain from her body made her lips white, and between two deep breaths, the woman opened the door and walked outside the inn.

It was almost the whole time of the mental tension, and it was not until she went to the outside of the inn that she relaxed a little, but no matter how severe the pain in her body was, she never shed her tears and cried out the pain.

It's as if she's forgotten how to cry, how to scream...

In fact, how could the woman's behavior not make Yeyang wake up, it's just that Yeyang didn't want to disturb such a strange woman and was deeply curious about her subsequent behavior, and wanted to find out.

Otherwise, it would be completely impossible for a woman to open the barrier attached to the interior of the guest room under the night sun cloth.

It was late at night, but there was still a light left in front of the doors of many houses.

When she had left the inn far enough, the woman ran towards the southwest of Shumu City.

This city is several times bigger than any famous city that Yeyang has been to before, but for a woman with low cultivation, it will take half an hour to run from the inn in the northwest to the large tomb group in the southwest.

In the group of tombs, the woman came to a tombstone engraved with "The Tomb of the 2764th Shumu" before stopping down.

He took out a piece of white jade from his bosom and put it in front of the tombstone, and then bowed down.

There was not much sadness and other sadness, just leaning on the tombstone and smirking, playing with the white jade that had just been put down not long ago, and smirking and chanting:

"Father, when are you going to sleep before you wake up, my brother and mother will not come back without your call, and they will not listen to me at all. ”

At this point, the woman suddenly paused, then smirked again.

"Actually, it's not that they don't listen, it's that they like their father very much, especially their mother, secretly..."

Before she could finish her words in front of the tombstone, which would come almost every few moments, the night sun appeared behind her and knocked her unconscious.

For some reason, Yeyang's eyes were red, and an invisible but heavy stone hung in his heart.

Carried the woman who had fallen asleep back to the guest room, put her on the bed again, and then without hesitation, took out a ginseng that already looked sixty percent like a human and placed it in the palm of his left hand.

After holding his breath and concentrating on burning nearly a hundred formation patterns, he exhaled a breath of hot air slightly, and at the same time gently placed the spirit ginseng between the woman's lips.

After that, Yeyang's two fingers were slightly bent and bent towards the woman's eyebrows...