Chapter 3: Breaking Badly 7
Our parents and grandparents were their opponents, and then one by one they fell. They fought and retreated, and when they retreated to the Fog Peak Valley, only my parents and Qing'er's mother were left.
At that time, my parents were fighting to the death. Qing'er's mother carried us and ran away. If we can catch up with my aunt, I will entrust my aunt to raise us.
Where can Qing'er's mother escape. In a hurry, she hung the fire fox basket that our aunt and our aunt had given us in the bushes halfway up the cliff, and then hurriedly dodged away, trying to lure away the demons.
When Qing'er's mother escaped through several valleys, she was finally caught up by the demons. Qing'er's mother hurriedly threw a large bag on her body into a mountain stream and turned around to fight to the death with those grinders. In the end, they were killed.
The demons thought that if we were thrown into a mountain stream, we would never survive. So I left without looking. At that time, it was the day of the Nine-Headed Demon Lord's puja. The demons hurried back to join in the fun, and we survived.
At that time, after my aunt gave us a name, we rushed back because of an urgent matter in the Butterfly Palace. Three days later, the fire fox returned to Butterfly Valley and Aunt learned that our family was in trouble.
When she learned that we had been taken out of heaven by a god, my aunt was a little relieved. But I also cried to death.
At that time, the power of the Demon Dao was too strong. My aunt can't reveal her identity and seek revenge on the Nine-Headed Demon Lord. That's the end of it.
After 500 years, my aunt often inquired about any visitors from outside the world who had come to the planet Hu Qiren. Not long ago, it was rumored that there was a couple called the Interstellar God Monarch in the territory of the Nine-Headed Demon Lord. At that time, my aunt was whimsical, and that was us. But my sister now tells my aunt everything at that time. I really let my aunt get it right.
At this time, my aunt saw her sister, which really made her cry, and hugged her sister tightly. At this time, my sister asked my aunt, "Are we the descendants of Hong Meng Taiyi?"