Sister Liuli (9)
Yun Xi looked at the corpses all over the ground, and didn't feel anything, in the world of immortal cultivators, two immortal cultivators fought in the place where mortals lived, for mortals, it was a disaster, and this kind of disaster was staged in every corner of this world all the time.
Mortals are too weak after all.
Liu Tear covered Yun Xi's eyes with his hand and asked her not to look at it, but Liu Tear didn't know that Yun Xi could still see it clearly in the thin slit between his fingers.
Yun Xi originally wanted to put on a look that she didn't know what death was, but she felt Liu Tear's warm tears hit the top of her head, and she was silent.
A burst of footsteps came slowly, and Yun Xi turned his head to see a group of soldiers coming from afar, and the leader of the soldiers was Liuli's adoptive father, the general, in Liuli's memory.
"It's a blessing you're still alive." The Great General said.
"What the hell is going on, and what happened to the people in our village?" Liu's eyes were full of tears and sadness.
"Mourning, immortal cultivators fight, we can't do anything, all the way over, seven villages, only you survive." The general's eyes were also full of helplessness and grief.
Yun Xi looked at the general, what kind of entangled mood did he take to let Liuli embark on the road of cultivating immortals, he was full of helplessness.
In this world, even if he is the general of a country, there is no way to save those mortals who mistakenly support immortal cultivators.
The village is gone, Liu Tear discussed with the general, take them with him, he will heal, and the soldiers can come to him if they are injured along the way, and he can treat them.
The general looked at Liu Tear, a middle-aged man who was about to enter old age, and then looked at Yun Xi, who was still ignorant, and said, "You can survive as soon as you are old, and it is fate to meet me, so follow it." ”
"Thank you, General, you're such a nice guy." Liu Tear thanked him repeatedly, and called Yun Xi to thank him together, and then went back to pack his things.
They packed their luggage, Liu Tear made a teenager's horse, two big men rode horses, it looked funny, the teenager was a little awkward, so that Liu Tear didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
Yun Xi's feet suddenly hung in the air, Yun Xi was startled, turned his head, and saw the general carrying her clothes, like a chicken, and carried her onto the horse, "What's my sister's name?" ”
"My name is Liu Li, everyone calls me Ah Li, uncle, you can also call me Ah Li." Yun Xi raised his head and looked at the general's beard.
"Oh, Ali, do you like your uncle's beard?" The general felt his beard for Yun Xi's hand to touch his beard and play with it.
"I don't like it, my uncle's face should be very handsome, but I buried this hedgehog-like beard." Yun Xi sighed for a long time.
The general suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, the kid was praising him or scolding him.
They came to the next village, and the village was in shambles, but fortunately, many of the villagers were alive, but the crying along the way was constant, which made people's hearts ache.
The soldiers helped the villagers rebuild their homes and bury the deceased, and Yun Xi also helped Liu Tear boil medicine for the sick.
Among them was a girl who caught Yun Xi's attention.
The people who lost their relatives cried very sadly, or cried helplessly, or scolded those immortal cultivators, or silently shed tears of sadness.
Only that girl, Mu Ne, knelt beside a corpse, gently shaking the corpse's hand: "Daddy, Mo'er is hungry, get up and cook for Mo'er, don't sleep lazy, otherwise you will become a pig, Daddy, get up." Her hair was messy, but Yun Xi saw that she didn't cry, and she was even calm.