The vast rain curtain stretched for thousands of miles, but in a cave, there was a bonfire.

I looked at Ye Mengyao, whose hair was wet and had been dripping, and said lightly.

"Tell me, why are you here?"

She kept her head down. There is no sharp energy, which has a lot to do with her serious injuries now, her body is covered with muddy water, and blood is constantly gushing out, but in her arms, she is holding the boy tightly, surprisingly, this boy is also in a bad condition, with a high fever, and it looks dangerous.

"I'm here for you." Ye Mengyao's voice was full of exhaustion.

"Looking for me?" How do you possibly know where I am?

"The jade bottle that gave you the spring water of the dead has a ban I set, as long as you carry this bottle, I can sense where you are, so I followed this connection, I found it all the way......" she looked up. He looked at me and said.

Is there such a thing!?

My face changed, this woman is really haunted, in order to prevent me from running away, she actually left such a hand, and I didn't even find out.

At this time, I can only be glad that I am lucky enough to move fast, otherwise if she comes at the critical moment of Ning Qianhua's reincarnation, she will cause a lot of trouble, theoretically speaking, I don't want any cultivator to know that Ning Qianhua was reincarnated by me to rest, stay in the mortal world, and grow up like an ordinary little girl, it is the safest.

"Let's talk about it in detail, what happened to the Holy Sect, your dignified saint daughter, and you have also fallen into such an embarrassing end...... "Since you didn't cause me trouble. I was relieved. Focus on Ye Mengyao's body.

I think I'll be able to dig up useful information from her.

"Master has changed......" Ye Mengyao pondered for a long time, tears rolling down. Throw garbage with a giant.

She recounted what happened to her.

After returning to the sect, she found that the Holy Sect was no longer the familiar home in her memory, and the monks on the island were all red-eyed, like madmen, and like puppets, driven by others, and left the island murderously, and those normal fellow disciples were extremely indifferent, and they were led by those old women who had transformed into the realm. repeatedly went out to perform tasks, and every time he came back, he was full of evil spirits.

It wasn't until later that even Ye Mengyao herself couldn't escape fate, as a saintess, she was naturally responsible for leading the team, and she found out that what the Holy Sect had been doing was slaughter.

Qingyun Gate.

The flames soared into the sky, and the monk was beheaded, rolling down the steps like a leather ball, unable to close his eyes. As if questioning the sky.

The monk of the Holy Sect walked leisurely, took out the bell, collected the vitality, and kicked the head away by the way.

The cries of the old and weak women and children came out in the firelight, and gradually, a smell of burnt human bodies wafted out.

"Why does it have to be like this?" Ye Mengyao looked at all this, subverting all her worldview, her face was pale, as if she had fallen into an evil spirit.

"For the sake of the fairy girl's plan!" The mother-in-law next to her replied, her eyes were full of fanaticism, they had long been brainwashed, and the fairy girl was their only faith.

Ye Mengyao is crumbling, if these people are forgivable for being cold and hard-hearted, then she is obviously far behind, since she was a child, she was just a mortal, far away from killing, and later after the incident in Daliang Mountain, her heart changed, but this does not mean that she has really become a cold-blooded butcher, relatively speaking, her madness and cruelty are only for me. When she was in the Holy Sect, as a saint, she rarely participated in killing, so she didn't experience much, and she would occasionally see it, but she would not be as moved as she is now, dealing with enemies, and slaughtering ordinary people, these are two different feelings.

On this trip, there were three sects, and hundreds of them were destroyed, half of whom were mortals.

When Ye Mengyao came back, she locked herself in her room and didn't go out for a long time.

She thought about questioning the Manifest Immortal Gu, why did she do this? Those sects have not offended the Holy Sect at all, but she doesn't dare, she knows very well that although Shizun rarely speaks, her heart is extremely cold, and no one can change what she has decided.

In front of the Manifest Saint Immortal Gu, Ye Mengyao was just a cowardly woman, everything she had was given to her by the Manifest Saint Immortal Gu, and she had no ability to resist at all.

However, sometimes, if you don't go to find trouble, trouble will come to the door by itself, and the Holy Immortal Gu will issue an edict asking Ye Mengyao to hand over the boy.

It's just this sentence, but I haven't elaborated too much.

This is not a notice, but an order.

Ye Mengyao remembered such a picture, and Shizun asked her, do you want to take revenge?

Ye Mengyao said yes.

The master said, "Yes, then you have to give birth to the child."

Then she used the skeleton of the little girl in red as the ghost of the ghost, took my blood and soul to shape the soul, and used the precious elixir to give this child a huge vitality, so that he could grow up so quickly in a short time.

At that time, Shizun's eyes were excited, but more of it was another emotion that Ye Mengyao couldn't see, but now she understood, it was satisfaction, satisfaction with the artwork she had created.

She thought of the poor people whose vitality had been sucked away, and her body trembled suddenly, you can imagine what kind of situation the boy would be like once he fell into the hands of the master?

She knows very well that the boy is extraordinary, although he is young, but the vitality in his body is extremely abundant.

A touch of hesitation climbed into Ye Mengyao's heart, and reason told her that handing over the boy was the smartest choice, no one could disobey the Manifest Saint Immortal Gu, but there was always an obsession in her heart, and she couldn't make a decision around her, she looked at the boy who was still resentful in her eyes, and suddenly burst into tears...... He's my child!

At first, he was treated as a ghost, as a tool, and as the ugliest thing in the world to raise, but later, this mood was silently changing, and even Ye Mengyao herself didn't find out that people are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless, this child, no matter how bad or ugly it is, it is also my child......

This is maternal love, it is a woman's nature, but unfortunately, it was too late to wake up.

But this did not affect Ye Mengyao to escape with the boy in her arms, there was no accident, she was chased and killed, the saint apostasy, everyone was furious, a large number of pursuers were killed, the boy was injured, almost collapsed, and the desperate Ye Mengyao found that the world was so big that he had nowhere to go.

"So, you're coming to me?" When I heard this, I asked in a deep voice.

Her story is very pitiful, but it didn't move me, but made me feel a little ridiculous, it was all self-inflicted, and there was such a bad result, it was completely self-inflicted.

I was already at odds with her, and sympathy was not cheap enough to give her a handout.

"Do you think I'm ridiculous......" Ye Mengyao sensed my thoughts, she laughed at herself, and complexity flashed in her eyes: "That's the case, I am bent on revenge, but in the end I want to ask you for help." ”

"If I knew it was you, I probably wouldn't have saved you." I said coldly.

"Why are you so cruel...... Ye Mengyao was stunned, tears fell, and her eyes were heartbreaking: "You can hate me, but this kid ......"

"The child has nothing to do with me!" I frowned.

"Why is it not relevant to you? His bloodline, his soul, all come from you, and even his birth only appeared with my hatred for you, and you said it has nothing to do with you...... Well, you can not admit it, if all you care about is the truth of husband and wife, then I can give it to you now! "She was a little hysterical.

I didn't answer.

"You think I'm dirty?" She froze.

"You think kids are dirty, too?" She asked again.

My body shook, my brows furrowed slightly, but her words pierced my heart, this child is the beast of Erlong, and he is from the Holy Sect, full of resentment, how can I recognize him? Any person in the world may not have the slightest affection for such a child.

"I see."

Ye Mengyao stopped talking.

I shook my head and left the cave, and in the midst of the rain, I stood on the treetops, and the sound of falling rain beat at my heart.

Am I being too heartless?

A touch of complexity quietly came to my mind, I felt that I was doing the right thing, but why was there always a trace of uneasiness?

At this time, I really wanted a cigarette, but unfortunately Li Changsheng was not there.

Sighing softly, I looked up at the sky with my hands behind my back, and walked one step at a time.

I walked towards the cave, looked at it from afar, the bonfire was about to go out, frowned, and walked into the cave.

found that Ye Mengyao had disappeared, and there was only a pool of blood on the ground.

She was seriously injured, so running out like this is not looking for death?

The boy lay flat on the ground and was not taken away.

I had a sense of foreboding, and when I looked up, there was a line of writing on the stone wall of the cave.

"Though he is dirty, he hates, he is disgusting, he is filthy, he is cruel, he is not even human...... But he, after all, is my child...... The thing I regret the most is not that I went to Daliang Mountain in the first place, nor was it that I was insulted by Erlong because of my stupidity...... Rather, when the master said that he wanted to refine this ghost fetus, I didn't choose to raise him as a normal child and give him happiness and joy...... You are the only one who can save him, so I am willing to exchange my death for his life...... At the very least, give him a stable and happy life...... I'm sorry. ”

Ye Mengyao is a masterpiece.

I looked at the stone wall and was silent for a long time.