After a while, the young man left the ward, Wu Kui walked in, he looked at the man on the hospital bed, he was very weak, his soul showed signs of going out of his body, but there was always a strong will to control it from leaving his body, this should be the yang world that could not let go of the worry and bitterly supported his soul.

Wu Kui took a deep breath, he knew that what happened next might hurt his vitality, but he didn't hesitate, because he promised the little girl named An An.

Wu Kui slowly exhaled yang qi from his mouth and transported it into the patient's snort, and with the input of yang qi, the man's face slowly became ruddy, and there were signs of awakening...... And Wu Kui was obviously extremely damaged, his face was pale, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Are you?" the man woke up and looked at the stranger standing beside him in confusion.

"What I'm going to say next may be unbelievable, but it's all true, and if you listen carefully, you'll regret it for the rest of your life. I'm a ghost, you are the one I woke up, don't ask why I saved you, this is what I promised An'an. An An fell and died, she wants to take one last look at you before going to the underworld, but the living can't see ghosts, you have to pretend to see her, I will help you on the side. Do you understand?" Wu Kui held on to the bed with his hands, obviously struggling to say what he had just said.

"My daughter, passed away...... the man sat up from the bed excitedly, looking at Wu Kui in disbelief.

"Don't move, you're only temporarily recovering now, waking you up consumed too much of my yang energy, if you pass out again, I don't have any yang energy to wake you up again." Wu Kui said with difficulty.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. The man regained his composure, and he had a feeling that Wu Kui's words were true.

"You're too weak to walk now, I'll get you a stretcher. Wu Kui turned around and walked out of the ward.

Soon Wu Kui found a stretcher, and then thought about how to carry the sick man to see An An.

But before he could reach the ward, he stopped, for the sick man had come out of his own accord, and his ruddy face had regained its pale whiteness when he had been unconscious.

"What are you doing here?" Wu Kui asked.

"I want to see An An. The man replied in a flat tone.

"But you still have a long lifespan, is it worth it just to see each other?" Wu Kui couldn't understand the actions of the man in front of him.

"An An's mother died early, she has been clinging to me since she was a child, she can't live without ......me," the man choked up.

Midnight, inside the small tiled house.

"Dad, I thought I'd never see you again. An An threw herself into her father's arms and cried.

"Silly boy, how can Dad be willing to leave you. The man stroked An An's head and smiled kindly.

"Dad, I'm leaving tonight, you have to take care of yourself. An An said in a low voice.

"Daddy is with you. The man said.

"Okay!"

An An listened to her father's words and burst into tears, and the haze in her heart was swept away, she was not afraid of going anywhere with her father.

One tall and one short, big hands holding small hands, slowly disappeared into the night......

This Qi Dao Chang was Luo Hu's old friend, after all, Luo Hu still had some low-level immortals who recognized him when he was doing good.

Back then, after Yun Daochang deceived Xiuhua and Lu Nianlang's mother and son, they had saved up the 500 shells that they had worked hard to marry the daughter of the Long family, and then they fled and ate and drank in a city.

When Rahu was doing good, he walked into the wine inn and met the open stomach of the big fish and meat of Yundao, and ate happily.

A little beggar walked in, covered in dirt, and stood pitifully in front of the door.

In the winter, the little beggar was wearing only a tattered single coat, and was shivering with cold.

The dirty and smelly little boy had already watched Yun Dao Chang a few incense sticks outside the door, and Yun Dao Chang, who was full of wine and food, was just one person, but he ordered a whole table, although after eating a lot, there were still a lot of meat and vegetarian dishes left.

As soon as Rahu entered the wine inn, he first asked for a pot of warm wine to warm himself up, and when he drank it all, he found the poor little beggar, so he ordered a few large portions of beef and pork, and was ready to invite the little boy to come and eat.

The little beggar probably couldn't stand the cold and hunger, so he timidly came to the table of the cloud chief when Luo Hu ordered the shopkeeper to come to the meat.

Yun Daochang's drunken eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the little beggar, smelled the foul smell with his nose, and slapped it out with a hard hand, directly beating the skinny little beggar to the point of dizziness, not only flying in front of the threshold, but also bleeding a lot of blood in his mouth.

Luo Hu was suddenly angry, and just wanted to make a move, but at this moment, a Taoist leader walked in from outside the door: "Yo, little guy, why did you fall like this?"

This Daoist is none other than Daoist Qi, and in order to track down Daoist Yun, he has traveled a lot.

Daoist Qi helped the little beggar up, and by the way, he took his pulse with his hand: "What a cruel slap, coupled with the fact that the particles have not entered for a few days, I almost died." ”

"Daoist, help him to come and sit, I didn't pay attention to the drinking before, I just ordered some meat and was about to beckon him over, but I was attacked by the stinky Taoist. Rahu greeted.

Daoist Qi took the little beggar to the Rahu table and sat down, and injected a trace of mystical qi for him, and the little beggar suddenly felt much better.

When Daoist Qi looked at Daoist Yun, where was there still a figure, he obviously fled.

"This bastard actually escaped as a thief!" Qi Dao sighed.

"Is he a thief?" asked Rahu.

"He deceived a poor woman of the money she had worked so hard to save to marry her son, and now he used the 500 shells to eat and drink, what a scumbag. ”

"Guest, your meat dish is here. The shopkeeper served the food with a tray.

"This is what I ordered for you, so I'm hungry, eat slowly. Rahu looked at the little beggar and said.

Daoist Qi took off his coat and put it on the little beggar, and said, "Warm up first, and I'll take you to buy clothes after eating." ”

The little beggar nodded again and again, grateful, he was so moved by the help of the two that it was really a handful of snot and tears before he finished the meal.

Because of this little beggar, Qi Dao and Rahu met, and the little beggar became Qi Daochang's apprentice, and Rahu became his friend.

Ten days later, Daoist Qi and Luo Hu found Daoist Yun, and the trip came to an end.

Later, the little Taoist priest became an old Taoist priest, and due to his poor qualifications, he sat down safely.

And Qi Daochang was not so lucky, because he had a close relationship with Luo Hu, he was killed by Jin Guangxian, a disciple of Tongtian Daoren, for a very simple reason: colluding with the demon clan!

Rahu remembered many things, the death of his old friend, the sin of being framed, and the scenes appeared in his mind.

The sins and goodness of cultivating immortals were the threshold for him in the past, but now it is different, right and wrong are like bullshit, strength is respected, and the weak have the right to speak!

Intimacy has turned into the past, and the bloody history is regarded as a joke after dinner, and he, a witness of history, can do it lightly.

Rahu has a burden, so he has never been truly happy, the burden is the pressure, but also the motivation, in order to wash the sect today, he has spent too many years.

Now Hongjun is strong again, and he wants to block his way, not because he refuses to take a detour, but because the straight road is the shortest.

Rahu endured the pain all over his body, slowly rose from the deep black hole, looked at the sky, and felt extremely unhappy in his heart.

"That bastard old man, still high-minded and commanding, this seat really sees through the ugly heart behind the hypocrisy!"

Rahu wiped the blood from his cheek with his left hand, and although he looked like a lost dog, he was still full of confidence on his bloody face.

This time is different from the past, and he will no longer make the people of Tongtian Dao complacent.

It is impossible for Hongjun Ancestor to protect his Tongtian disciples, and asked Yu Tian, this is justice, and cultivating immortals is against the sky, he doesn't need to go against the sky, as long as he defeats the immortals of the Three Realms and becomes a veritable ruler of the heavenly court.