In the evening, Chu Yao returned home.

Su Jiu'er went out today to buy a golden step shake, the ghost king grinded fifty catties of tofu, and cleaned the house by the way, in addition to not being able to cook, other housework sweeping and mopping the floor, feeding the chickens and washing all the bags, and rushing to pick up water at night, diligent and not like words, the two stunned generously cut off two back thighs, so there were two more fragrant roast dog legs on the dinner table, the 'little pets' are also well-behaved and cute, and the grass eating is very happy, let Chu Yao pat them one by one, huh...

Everything is safe and sound, and the years are quiet.

No one mentioned that when the White Ghost King was injected with poison by the Xuan Bee and was about to die, a force descended by Chu Yao in the air, directly removing all the toxins, as if nothing had happened.

It's just that when Chu Yao and Su Jiu'er rested, the ghost king who was still working diligently in the courtyard confronted the dozens of angry beasts in the house with mocking eyes, and the electric sparks flickered invisibly...

I'm afraid of you balls, and you have the ability to jump out and kill me...

Don't think that if you are a gifted beast with an amazing bloodline, it's amazing, isn't this still a prisoner of the Great Immortal?

Unlike us, we are good donkeys for Daxian's grinding, working for Daxian, and being loyal to Daxian, our status is not comparable to that of you prisoners...

...

Night.

Dali Temple death row.

Zhao Yuqiu, the elegant old man and a middle-aged man in a short shirt walked down the cold, blood-stained stone steps one by one under the leadership of several officials, and their expressions were silent.

After a while, the three of them came to a death row at the bottom, and a servant stepped forward, patted the black Xuanjin cage vigorously, and said loudly: "Lu Xuehai, someone has come to see you." ”

Bang la blah.

After a few breaths of silence, with the sound of chains rubbing against the ground, a rickety figure walked out of the darkness of the cage step by step, panting violently and came to the front of Zhao Yuqiu and the others.

This is obviously a middle-aged man with a fairly tall physique, but his face is full of wrinkles, his hair is gray, the whole person looks unusually old, his body is even more scarred, bloodstained, many wounds have also suppurated, and his face is red, obviously a high fever.

"As a result... How?" Lu Xuehai stared at Zhao Yuqiu and the three of them tightly, with only the last bit of light left in his eyes, and said in a voice as if begging.

Zhao Yuqiu and the three of them all showed sadness on their faces, and shook their heads silently.

Lu Xuehai's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the whole person instantly seemed to be ten years old, completely turning into a poor old man who was about to die wood, and only a little soul was left.

"Xuehai, I'm sorry. The middle-aged man in the short shirt with bandages on his arms lowered his head, obviously a burly and sturdy man who had transformed into a soul realm, but his voice was like a cowardly child who had made a mistake, "I failed to kill Cao Guogong to avenge Yin Yin." ”

Lu Xuehai didn't speak, but sat down slowly, leaning on the cold iron cage, and two lines of blood and tears silently flowed out of his eyes.

Separated from other close relatives and came to the endless realm, his only spiritual support was to be lucky to be able to walk with him, the one-year-old baby daughter who had just been weaned, Yin Yin.

Along the way, in the face of this strange and terrifying world, what he, a mediocre and incompetent and useless father with mediocre cultivation qualifications, can do is to protect his daughter with all his might, so that she will not be harmed and can grow up safely.

I thought that after a few years of wandering, I came to the Qianyu to settle down, and even got the appreciation of the Qianhuang and entered the Hanlin Academy to compile Chinese books, and a better day could come, but God likes to joke so much.

One day, Yin Yin and a few children in the same alley went to the street to play as usual, and went to the alley where they often go, but they didn't come back until dark, and what they waited for until midnight was a cold corpse with water, and they knew the cause of Yin Yin's death after repeated questioning.

Cao Guogong's youngest son happened to pass by, thought Yin Yin was very cute, stepped forward to tease, deliberately led Yin Yin to a well, and then pushed it in, and looked at Yin Yin, who was struggling in the water and crying in horror, laughed at the well, and ruthlessly covered the manhole cover...

There is such evil in the world.

Unwilling.

Revenge.

Failure without any suspense.

Cao Guogong himself is the peak realm of earth transformation soul refining, and there are two celestial gods in the mansion, and there are hundreds of innate psychic guards, and he Lu Xuehai is just an acquired and tempered Hanlin Academy.

How?

And the price of revenge was to be falsely accused by Cao Guogong and sued in the court, which shocked the courtiers.

After that, the Qianhuang who represented the reformist faction and the Qianhou who represented the conservative faction made a deal, and the two sides exchanged interests, but Lu Xuehai became an outcast, and ten days later he was beheaded in public.

The dead Yin Yin was not mentioned anymore, as if it was just a weed on the side of the road, completely forgotten...

The only people who can help the Chinese are the Chinese, but there are only a few dozen Chinese people in the Qianyu Domain, and the strongest one is only the Earth Transformation Soul Realm of two or three people such as Zhao Yuqiu.

And how?

I don't want to live anymore, my only desire is to be able to drag Cao Guogong to die together, worthy of Yin Yin, but I still can't do it...

Hell is empty, and demons are on earth.

Unwilling, really unwilling...

"Xuehai, all we can do is wait. The elegant old man spoke, and said in a dry voice, "When we Chinese people grow up and become stronger, now, there is really no way." ”

"I don't blame you, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay..." Lu Xue walked towards the darkness of the cell as if he had lost his soul, muttering to himself, the chains rattled, and his back was completely stiff.

Zhao Yuqiu and the three of them clenched their fists, their nails deeply embedded in their palms.

They have all seen Lu Xuehai's daughter, Yin Yin, cute as a porcelain doll, polite and sensible, and the Chinese people in the entire Qianyu are currently only such a small child, so they are all Yin Yin's uncles and sisters, and they all love and care for them on weekdays.

Who knew it would be.

Yin Yin's death and Lu Xuehai's injustice, they feel the same way.

"Let's go, remember to put my corpse and Yin Yin's together in ten days, on the Huangquan Road, I will accompany her, so that she will not be bullied by other ghosts, and she will not be alone..."

Zhao Yuqiu and the three of them all bowed to Lu Xuehai, and then turned to leave, but there was a touch of determination in their expressions...

The Dharma field, we have robbed it.

Emperor, you have the ability to give up all of us in order to compromise...

When the time comes, how will your dream of a thousand years be executed?

We are threatening you, the Ninety-Five Supreme, and we are disrespecting you, the so-called Son of Heaven.

How is it?

The puppet was furious, and blood splattered five steps.

Isn't it the emperor?

Oh, it's long outdated in our Chinese people...