Chapter 721: Son in the Rain

In the midst of the rain, a young man in a blue robe slowly walked down the mountain road.

People looked at this young man who was contrary to everyone else, and their hearts were full of doubts, everyone was fleeing in the direction of the main peak, why did this young man still go down the mountain? On the way, many well-wishers persuaded him, but the young man just smiled politely and continued to walk down the mountain.

Along the way, whenever he encountered someone who needed help, the young man would always stop and help the old man carry something, or help the tired woman carry the burden, or give the hungry child some food, because these trivial things in the eyes of the cultivators delayed the young man's journey a lot.

No one knew who the young man was or where he was going.

"Mother, don't sleep, the child is so hungry!" A crisp and tender children's voice sounded on the side of the road, and I saw a four or five-year-old child, lying on top of a woman, gently pushing.

The woman was dressed in coarse linen clothes, soaked by the rain, and stuck to her body, outlining a mature and graceful curve, but her face was full of mud, and she could not see her face clearly, nor did she know whether she was dead or alive, but looking at the motionless appearance, she was probably dead, the mountain road was slippery, and there were many people who fell from the mountain, and it was common for people to fall to death, and people had long been surprised.

But looking at the graceful body, the man who passed by could only secretly say that it was a pity.

Of course, there are many well-wishers who want to save this boy, after all, this rainstorm, lack of clothing and food, he is a four or five-year-old child, and in a few days, he will be frozen to death if he does not starve to death.

But helplessly, before he could be taken away from his mother, the boy cried and made trouble, biting and beating the people who were kind enough to help him, and those good Samaritans had no choice but to put him down and leave some food and warm clothes.

The boy lay down beside the woman all day.

At this moment, the boy suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and when he raised his head, he saw a good-looking big brother standing in front of him, with a black umbrella in his hand, blocking the heavy rain.

The young man in the green shirt squatted down, touched the little boy's head, handed over a hot meat bun, and said, "Here you go." ”

The child was stunned, staring at the big brother in front of him out of nowhere, and said, "Mother said that you can't take strangers' things." ”

The young man said, "Then close your eyes first." ”

The little boy did as he was told.

"Open it again. The man said.

The little boy opened his eyes and looked at the big brother in front of him suspiciously.

The young man said, "Now that you've seen me for the second time, we're not strangers, can we eat?"

The little boy thought about it, and didn't know whether he agreed with the words of the big brother in front of him, or couldn't resist the temptation of this hot meat bun, picked up the hot bun, and hurriedly sent it to his mouth, but the bun came to his mouth and was put in his arms again.

The young man asked suspiciously, "Why don't you eat again?"

The little boy said, "When my mother wakes up, give it to my mother." ”

The young man was slightly stunned, suddenly smiled, and said, "Then shall I wake up your mother?"

The little boy nodded excitedly, but the next moment he lost his soul again, "They said that my mother died and couldn't wake up." ”

The young man said, "With me, your mother won't die." ”

In the boy's astonished eyes, the young man turned the woman over, wiped the mud from her face, and pressed the palm of his right hand against her cold, pale forehead.

A rich breath of life slowly poured into the woman's eyebrows.

Shattered internal organs, healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The woman slowly opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her in confusion.

The young man turned sideways, and the woman's eyes reflected the disillusionment of her four-year-old son.

"Family blessing my son!" the woman howled, and the boy threw himself into his mother's arms, and the mother and son, who should have been separated from life and death, hugged each other tightly and wept.

When the woman came to her senses, she went to look at the savior, but she could not find her.

And above the heads of the two, a black umbrella suspended out of thin air, blocking the black oppressive sky and the torrential rain, supporting a small world for the orphan and widow.

The woman had mixed feelings, weakly propped up her body, and finally saw the back of the green shirt walking down the mountain in the narrow mountain road through the heavy rain curtain.

"Benefactor!" the woman rushed out with her son in her arms, but she was so weak that she fell to her knees on the muddy ground as soon as she stepped out of her legs.

The young man simply turned around, smiled and shook his head, and motioned for the woman not to chase after him.

Two lines of hot tears rolled down her cheeks, and the woman used all her strength to scream: "I am Zhao Suniang of Guhe Village, Tianfu Mountain, benefactor, please ...... Ahem......"

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Suniang coughed violently, and when she finally gasped, the man in the green shirt had long since disappeared.

"Also, ask the benefactor to ......" The woman wept silently.

The four-year-old son who was held in his arms curiously stretched out his hand, grabbed the handle of the black umbrella, and took out the meat bun in his arms that was still warm, and said, "Mother, eat the bun." ”

Zhao Suniang pushed the meat bun to her son, took the black umbrella, and said, "Eat Jiafu first, my mother is not hungry." ”

This glamorous young widow, who was famous in the ten miles and eight towns of Tianfu Mountain, was stunned suddenly, and her pale fingers gently rubbed the word "cloud" engraved on the handle of the umbrella.

Zhao Suniang looked at the mountain road in the rain curtain and muttered, "Yun Gongzi ......"

Yun Mo walked in the storm and did not look back.

Along the way, he saved many people.

When this road comes to an end, he will kill people, kill many people.

Because he wanted to save people, he walked so slowly that he was delayed for several days, but this time was just enough for people who had come from all over to take refuge to settle down.

Heavy rain is still falling.

On the fifth day, there was not a single pedestrian to be seen on the mountain road.

Yun Mo took out the eye of the Demon Sealing Sword Array, and a divine sense was injected into it, and the heart of the nine-tailed demon fox suddenly became a little bigger, and then shrank suddenly.

As soon as this one was closed, a majestic terrifying aura suddenly spread out in all directions.

Eight thousand sword lights lit up, and eight thousand sword lights were extinguished.

Four hundred miles away, in the big tent of the alliance forces of the Four Holy Lands, a red light suddenly jumped out, and the entire big tent exploded.

The body of the nine-tailed demon fox was suspended in the void, and the three blood-red fox tails slowly swayed, and the bean raindrops fell on the fox tails, and with a snort, they turned into countless scorching hot water vapor.

The surrounding four holy land coalition forces thought that they had been attacked by the enemy, and one by one the figures quickly came from the rain, but when people saw the little girl who stepped on the void, their scalps suddenly tingled, and they retreated cautiously, for fear of provoking this killing god, otherwise there would be no place to cry and complain when they died.

The nine-tailed demon fox slowly squinted, quietly feeling the familiar and unfamiliar movement.

Its heart was being held in Yun Mo's hand at the moment.

Hundreds of miles away, through countless rain curtains and several high mountains, it seemed to be able to see Yun Mo's face that made it extremely disgusted.

This little girl, who made the Four Holy Land coalition forces frightened, turned into a fiery red streamer and rushed forward.