"Huh?" Suddenly, Ling Yunfeng let out a startled sigh, his eyes showing surprise, because he found that there was still an extremely faint aura in the middle-aged man's body, and he really couldn't find it if he hadn't explored it carefully.

However, even so, it is obviously impossible to save this middle-aged man, the tissues in the middle-aged man's body have been destroyed to a mess, and the internal organs have also been shattered, even if the gods are alive, they are powerless to return to the sky.

Ling Yunfeng gently picked up the body of the middle-aged man who was about to become a corpse, and sighed slightly, I really don't know how Qiu Qianliu, who was only four or five years old, would accept this fact.

Immediately, the martial energy in Ling Yunfeng's body turned, and he slowly landed on the ground with a flying sword.

"Big brother, what's wrong with my father? are you okay?" As soon as he fell to the ground, Qiu Qianliu hurriedly ran over and asked nervously, while his eyes looked worriedly at the bloody body of the middle-aged man.

Ling Yunfeng first gently placed the middle-aged man's body on the ground before he sighed and said to the former: "Migrate, no matter what happens later, my brother hopes that you can face it strongly." ”

Hearing Ling Yunfeng's words, Qiu Qianliu seemed to have a premonition of something, and her smart gaze instantly dimmed, and her eyes were immediately covered with a mist, but she still couldn't help crying out, and nodded stiffly at Ling Yunfeng.

Ling Yunfeng glanced at the little girl with a little appreciation, but he didn't expect that she was still quite strong at a young age, and then whispered to her: "It's impossible to save your father, but my brother can also let your father wake up and talk to you a few words." ”

Hearing Ling Yunfeng's words, Qiu Qianliu's mind felt as if he had been hit by nine thunderbolts, and there was a loud bang, becoming blank, and he almost fainted.

But as she continued to hear the latter words, her state improved slightly.

"Brother, then please let Daddy wake up and talk to me a few words. After half a sound, Qiu Qianliu suppressed his emotions a little, and said with a crying voice, his breathing between his snorts was quite rapid, and his little face was also flushed.

As you can imagine, her current state is like the calm on the eve of a storm, which could erupt at any moment.

"Mmmm!" Seeing Qiu Qianliu's appearance, Ling Yunfeng could only nod his head with sympathy and helplessness, then squatted down, reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man's arm, and with a sudden luck, the majestic martial qi in his body surged out, and then frantically poured into the middle-aged man's body.

As Ling Yunfeng's martial qi continued to infuse, the middle-aged man, who was originally as motionless as a corpse, trembled slightly on the joints of his fingers.

Seeing this, Qiu Qianliu showed a temporary look of joy on his face.

Ling Yunfeng's method is called "Gathering Breath", which is a method recorded in the "Heaven Refining Treasure Record", which can temporarily gather the vitality in the body of the dying person and the soul that has not yet completely dissipated, causing a short-term return to the light effect, and wake up in order to confess the last few words.

As Ling Yunfeng's martial qi continued to flow into the middle-aged man's body for nearly a minute, the latter's face began to become a little ruddy, which was a phenomenon of vitality again.

Immediately, the middle-aged man's face became redder and redder, and the muscles on the most stubborn face began to squirm gently.

"Wow!" At one moment, the middle-aged man's mouth suddenly spewed out a large mouthful of dark red blood.

"Ahh Qiu Qianliu screamed in fright when he saw his father spit out a mouthful of blood.

With this mouthful of blood spurting out, the middle-aged man's flushed face instantly turned pale, but there was a faint breath between his snorts, and his closed eyes slowly opened.

"Daddy!" Seeing her father wake up, the little girl hurried to the former's side.

"Migrate, is it you, am I dreaming?" As soon as the middle-aged man's eyes opened, he saw the figure of his daughter, and his face suddenly became a little excited, thinking that he was dreaming.

"No, Daddy, it's really me, I'm Migrant, it's my brother who saved you, and I and Sister Xuan'er and Senior Brother Wei. The little girl pointed to Ling Yunfeng on the side and sobbed and said.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man turned his eyes to Ling Yunfeng on the side, felt a hot current from his hand, and knew that the other party was saving himself, and then his mouth moved and he was about to say something to the latter.

At this time, Ling Yunfeng spoke first: "Don't thank me, I can only let you wake up and explain some things, I can't bring you to life, if you have something to say, just say it, time is running out." ”

"Then thank you, you saved Miliu and Xuan'er. The middle-aged man laughed miserably and said, he didn't know that he didn't know that he didn't have much time.

Immediately, he looked at Ling Yunfeng and hesitated, then said, "Little brother, can I ask you for something?"

"Say it. Ling Yunfeng said.

"After I die, I hope you can help me take care of Miaoliu, her father and mother died when she was a child, very pitiful, now I am leaving, she will have one less relative in this world in the future, she is still young, the only thing I can't let go of now is her. The middle-aged man said with difficulty.

"Daddy!" Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the little girl immediately lay on the former and cried sadly.

"Uncle, it's so good, I promise you. Ling Yunfeng said, this Qiu Qianliu is very likely to be the descendant of Master Qiu Lao, and he will naturally take care of her.

"Daddy, I don't want to, I want to be with you, woo!" Qiu Qianliu cried.

"Migrate, don't be willful, be good! Daddy is afraid that he will not be able to take care of you anymore, you will follow this big brother in the future, you must listen to him, and you can't make your brother angry. The middle-aged man trembled and raised his hand to touch Qiu Qianliu's head, and his eyes couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

Immediately, the middle-aged man looked at Ling Yunfeng and said solemnly: "Little brother, Miaoliu's identity is a bit special, I beg you to take care of her, don't let her do anything, someone will definitely repay you well in the future." ”

"Don't worry, uncle, Miaoliu may have something to do with me, and I won't let her have an accident. Ling Yunfeng said.

"Mmmm, that's good!" the middle-aged man nodded, a smile appeared on his face, and he immediately stretched out his hand to untie a seemingly extremely ordinary sachet hanging around Qiu Qianliu's neck, and gently stroked it with his palm, and suddenly a blue light flashed out, and a pure white jade plate and a map appeared in his hand, obviously the sachet turned out to be a storage bag.

I saw that the jade plate in the middle-aged man's hand was the size of a palm, with a lot of exquisite patterns carved on it, and a faint energy permeating it.

He exerted the most powerful strength on his body, stretched out his hand tremblingly, handed the jade plate and map to Ling Yunfeng and said, "Little brother, this is the seal letter of the head of the Wuyi Mercenary Regiment, whoever gets it will be able to sit in the position of the head of the group."

And this is also the key to my family's treasure, plus this map, you can find the treasure left by my family, and now I will give it to you. I'm still the same, please take good care of this child, it's best not to go back to the mercenary group for a short time, it's very dangerous there now. ”

"Well, don't worry, I understand!" Ling Yunfeng also knew that this was not the time to pretend to be hypocritical at this time, so he nodded and said, unceremoniously taking the things in the hands of the middle-aged man.

Immediately, he seemed to remember something, looked at the middle-aged man and asked:

"Oh, by the way, uncle, who is going to kill you, and what is so special about the identity of the migrant?"

"Yes...... Be...... Uh!" the middle-aged man tried hard to say something, but in the end he didn't have time to speak, so he swallowed his breath, closed his eyes, and never opened them again.

"Daddy, Daddy. The little girl shook her father and wept bitterly.

Looking at this little girl crying helplessly, Ling Yunfeng couldn't help but think of her previous life, she was also an orphan in her previous life, and she could best understand the little girl's feelings at this time.

"Alas!" After a while, Ling Yunfeng sighed helplessly, and then gently stroked Qiu Qianliu's back and said, "Okay, Qianliu, your father is dead, don't cry, you have to be strong, otherwise it will be sad for your father to see you like this below." ”

"Hmm...... Hmm......" Qiu Qianliu raised his head at this time, his wet and red eyes looked at Ling Yunfeng, and then he sobbed softly, and did not cry again.

"I'll help you bury your father. Ling Yunfeng said lightly, then took out a long sword, and started to dig a pit in the ground, and simply buried the middle-aged man here.

And Qiu Qianliu gradually stopped crying, and kept quietly squatting on the side and looking at Ling Yunfeng, and did not speak.

Ling Yunfeng casually found a piece of wood and engraved the name of the middle-aged man as his tombstone, and then whispered to Qiu Qianliu: "Qianliu, come, come and kowtow to your father." ”

When Qiu Qianliu heard this, he hurriedly walked over and knelt down in front of the middle-aged man's tombstone and kowtowed three times, and when he wanted to continue kowtowing, Ling Yunfeng quickly pulled her up, helped her wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, and looked at her carefully.

I saw that her red clothes were a little broken, her pink cheeks were delicate, her eyes were big and her mouth was small, her long eyelashes were a pair of smart big eyes, and there were two small dimples looming on her cheeks.

"Migrate, tell my brother, how old are you?" Ling Yunfeng asked softly.

"I'm five years old. Qiu Qianliu said softly.

"Well, Qianliu, you just heard what your father said, you can come with me, and you will follow me in the future, okay?" Ling Yunfeng looked at Qiu Qianliu and said, this little girl is very likely to be the descendant of Master Qiu Lao, and now the situation is also extremely dangerous, and she must take it with her to rest assured.

"Mmmm, my father is dead, and I will have no relatives in the future...... Woo woo...... "Qiu Qianliu didn't know what was wrong, his nose was sore, so he covered his eyes again and cried.

"Migrate, don't cry, don't cry, be strong, work hard in the future, become strong, and you can take revenge. Don't cry, in the future, I will be your brother and your relative. ”