Three days later, Liu Cheng, who healed everyone, led Yang Buregret, who was crying and shouting about his mother, and stood outside the Butterfly Valley.

In the distance, a woman walked with resolute steps, her shoulders shaking, presumably sobbing.

Ji Xiaofu left, she left Yang Buregret and left alone.

Liu Cheng still remembers that when the morning sun entered the house, Ji Xiaofu came to his door.

"Actually, Xiaofu already knew that a character like him would not have much nostalgia for me."

"In the end, this is just a bad fate."

"Xiaofu has been adopted by her master since she was a child, and now she has been hiding from her old man for so long, but she shouldn't be. No matter how it will be disposed of, Xiao Fusheng is a person of Emei, and death is a ghost of Emei, but it is time to go back. ”

"Don't regret handing it over to your predecessors, if your predecessors don't give up, accept them as disciples, or send them to Kunlun. This is the Iron Flame Order, if the predecessor wants to send it to Kunlun without regrets, then bring this thing, if that person is really cold-blooded to the point that he doesn't even want his own flesh and blood, just take Xiaofu as having eyes and no beads, and love the wrong person. ”

Liu Cheng didn't expect that Ji Xiaofu would make this choice.

She knew that if she returned to Emei, she would be punished for extermination, and even die in Huangquan, but she still resolutely decided to go back.

She knew that the extinction of the Dao had a deep hatred with Yang Xiao, but she still gave birth to Yang Xiao's flesh and blood.

She knew that Yang Xiao and her were just dewy lovers, but she still fell in love with Yang Xiao.

She was supposed to be an Emei woman, and when she was extinct, she took over as the head of Emei, took over the Yitian Sword, and occupied a place among the heroes of the rivers and lakes.

She was supposed to be the good wife of Yin Liting, the six heroes of Wudang, and her husband and children. achieved a good story in the rivers and lakes, but was occupied by a demon. Reduced to dross.

If you have a home, you can't go back, and if you have a husband, you can't see it. There are women who can't be raised......

What a injustice God treats him, it is really hateful and hateful to let such a strange woman be abused like this.

"No regrets, do you know your father?"

Yang Buregret nodded, then shook his head again, and said: "My mother often says that my father is a big hero and a generation of heroes, but I don't regret that I have never seen what my father looks like." ”

"Do you want to see him, then?"

"I want to, I dream of it." Yang Buregret nodded his little head fiercely. Crooked his neck, clenched his fists, and said loudly: "In the past, those people often said that if they don't regret it, they will show them that they have a father." Just ......"

As Yang Buregret spoke, he suddenly shrugged his head, and a little tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

"Just what?"

"Dad, will he not regret it?"

"Yes, if he doesn't want it, the deity will hit him and ask for it."

Mother said. My father's martial arts are very high. ”

"The deity's martial arts happen to be higher than him."

……

Returning to the Butterfly Valley with Yang Buregret, Liu Cheng summoned the only remaining Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu couples in the valley.

Those people in the rivers and lakes have already asked Liu Cheng to expel him from Butterfly Valley, as for whether they will bump into Jinhua's mother-in-law after they go out, and whether they will kill each other. It has nothing to do with Liu Cheng for a long time, even if those Quanzhen disciples die, they are not good at what they do. You deserve it.

"These people should have been brought by the old lady Jinhua to test you, and now the deity has cured them. In less than three days, the old lady Jinhua will definitely kill the Butterfly Valley. When the time comes, you will have your own deity to deal with it. When this is over, the rivers and lakes will be even more chaotic, and if you and your husband want to live, you can either find a hidden place and never be born and enjoy your old age in peace. Either the deity will arrange a path for you to ensure that you are safe in this life, and it is up to you how you choose. ”

……

Three days later, although it was already autumn season, the butterfly valley was still full of flowers, butterflies dancing, Yang did not regret chasing all kinds of butterflies, exuding laughter like silver bells, as if all the unhappiness had been thrown out of his mind.

"It's coming!"

Liu Cheng, who was standing in the distance and watching Yang Buregret playing, muttered softly.

I saw a woman outside the valley holding a gray-yellow and swarthy coral cane that seemed to be neither gold nor iron, with silver hair, an old face, and a rickety back, leading a little girl who was about the same age as Yang Buregret and had a pretty appearance.

These two people are the Golden Flower Mother-in-law, as well as Yin Li, the daughter of Yin Tianzheng, the leader of the Heavenly Eagle Sect, the "White-eyed Eagle King", and the scars on their faces are a side effect of cultivating thousands of poisonous hands.

"Hu Qingniu! Get out of the old body! ”

Liu Chenglang laughed loudly: "If Mrs. Han comes to find trouble with that stupid cow, the deity will take it." ”

"You?" Granny Jinhua snorted coldly and shouted, "Who are you?" Want to pick up the stubble of the old body, but can't you think your life is long? Before the words fell, the coral golden crutch in his hand swept towards Liu Cheng.

This coral gold is the special product "coral gold" on the seabed next to the snake island, which is mixed with coral by several kinds of special metals, and is formed in the deep sea for tens of millions of years.

Although Liu Cheng has profound skills, he has practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong for so many years, and his muscles and bones are like fine iron, but he doesn't want to be hit by such a crutch, so he reaches out and picks up a stone.

Luck, snap a finger.

The stone burst out and collided with the crutch, and with a bang, the stone was swept away into ashes by the crutch.

'Fingers?' The left envoy of light, 'Yang Xiao, who are you!' ”

Granny Jinhua looked at a dazzling dent on the coral golden crutch, and stood stunned, her complexion changed several times.

"Yang Xiao?" Liu Cheng smiled coldly and said, "He can't be the deity." ”

"What a big breath! I just don't know if the Dao Kung Fu is really as big as your tone. ”

"Is there any, won't the Dragon King come up and try it?"

"Dragon King? What dragon king? Ghost King? Mother-in-law Jinhua was stunned, paused for a moment, and said in a cold voice: "There is no sea or river here, could it be that you can't dream in the daytime?" ”

"Mingjiao's 'purple-shirted dragon king' Dai Qisi, who used to be the first beauty in the rivers and lakes, is now pretending to be an old and ugly old woman, if you let the 'right envoy of light' Fan Yao see you like this, will he be so obsessed with you."

"What a bullshit purple-shirted dragon king, Dai Qisi, the first beauty in the rivers and lakes. Boy, no matter what you say today, let my mother-in-law and I clean you up first! ”

The golden flower mother-in-law Dai Qisi stretched out her hand is a handful of golden flowers, the more there are seventeen or eighteen, and it shot at Liu Cheng quickly, and the coral gold in her hand burst out with a scorching brilliance, and a vertical leap forward, it was like Mount Tai pressing the top, and it slammed into Liu Cheng's body.

Liu Cheng flicked his sleeves, his internal qi was agitated, and he swept those golden flowers back, snorted angrily, raised his palm and slapped Dai Qisi's face fiercely, but he was a little angry by Dai Qisi's two or three sneak attacks.

Dai Qisi saw that Liu Cheng casually knocked his golden flower back, how dare she take this palm at this time, quickly moved her body, and burst back.

Looking at his body method, an indescribable sense of mystery and weirdness is about to come out, like a ghost, like a ghost, like a spirit, but it is somewhat similar to the martial arts of the old man Huo Shan in the mountain. (To be continued......)