After Yang Twenty returned home, the first thing he saw was the sumptuous meal that filled the small dining table, and he was a little strange, today is not a New Year's Day, and next month is his twelfth birthday, how the always thrifty mother has made so many delicious things.

Not only did he eat sweet osmanthus cake as soon as he got home today, but there was also his favorite braised pigeon fish on the dinner table, and there were also a few dishes that he liked on weekdays, and his mother was still busy in the kitchen.

But after a while, his mother actually brought a bowl of egg longevity noodles to him, looking at the child with a puzzled face, the woman took off her apron, sat next to the child, and said with a smile: "Twenty, my mother will give you next month's birthday in advance today, and eat the longevity noodles in advance, so that you can live a long life." ”

Yang Twenty would never disobey his mother, so he picked up the bowl and chopsticks and devoured it, and after a few bites, he still couldn't help asking, "Mother, why did you give me an early birthday?"

The young woman looked at the child, who had grown up so big and had hardly ever worried about him, and took him into her arms, and after a while, she replied, "Because my mother is going to go on a long trip, let Granny Gui take you to her hometown to play for a while, and when my mother's business is done, I will come to you." ”

Yang Twenty was about to say no, but when he looked up, he found that his mother was crying. The child is a well-behaved and sensible person after all, so he suddenly got up and deliberately comforted him: "Mother, you can rest assured, even if I stay at home alone and wait for you, it's no problem, I'm a twelve-year-old adult today, what else are you worried about." ”

After finishing speaking, he helped his mother wipe away her tears.

The woman smiled and nodded, and said, "Eat quickly, it's all your favorite food, now is the time for you to grow your body, you have to eat a little more in the future, listen to Granny Gui's words." ”

As night fell, it was raining lightly outside. The autumn rain is continuous, and it kills all herbs the most.

Just after the two of them had a quiet dinner, the outsider looked like an elderly Granny Gui who had half of her body in the ground, and she didn't know when she came to the door of Yang Twenty and their house on crutches.

The young woman, who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, walked out quickly and stood behind the Gui mother-in-law, and the old woman followed and took a step forward, just out of the sight of the children in the house.

The first thing the old woman said was when she opened her mouth: "Miss, forgive the old slave for being difficult to obey. ”

The young woman was just about to speak, but was interrupted by the old woman, "The old slave's order is to protect the safety of the young lady, which is also the responsibility of the old slave for the rest of his life, please don't embarrass the old slave." ”

The young woman's face was full of sorrow, and she knelt down in front of the old woman.

The old woman also hurriedly knelt down, helped the woman and said, "Miss can't help it, the old slave can't afford it." ”

With tears in her eyes, the young woman pleaded with tears: "Mama Gui, you have watched Yazhi grow up since childhood, Yazhi has never begged anyone since she was a child, this time it is a last resort to ask Mama to leave with Twenty, please Mama must protect Twenty and leave safely!"

The old lady dragged the woman's body hard, preventing her from making such a big gift, and sighed: "If I leave with the little master, what will you do, miss? The thief is powerful, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist with the current body of the young lady." ”

The young woman simply said, "If Mama doesn't agree, Yazhi won't get up." ”

The old lady shook her head helplessly, so she had to say: "Okay, I promise Miss, even if the eldest son is blamed in the future, the old slave will admit it." ”

After speaking, the old woman helped Yang Twenty's mother, named Xiong Yazhi.

It's not that the old woman has to come here to embarrass the former generation of beautiful girl Xiong Yazhi, but it is the note sent by Yang Twenty that makes her angry and unable to make her own opinions.

That note, two simple lines, every word: The enemy is rampant, and he wants to commit it recently. Please take my son away, hide his life, live a safe life, and feel great gratitude. Yazhi thanks!

The two talked a few more words outside the door, and were just about to walk back into the house, when suddenly a voice, from far and near, came to their ears in a moment, "Xiong Yazhi, if you don't hand over your things today, you don't have to leave." ”

As the people spoke, a sixtieth-year-old Confucian in a green shirt instantly came to a place not far in front of the two of them.

If Li Hutou, who was kicked over by Yang Twenty in the evening, was present, he would have recognized that this person was the old master who had just come to their school last year to teach.

Granny Gui looked at the Confucian scholar, took a step forward, protected the young woman behind her, slammed her crutches on the ground, snorted coldly, and said, "Bold thief, I knew that you came from the wrong way, and today the old woman took your life." ”

The Confucian laughed, raised his eyes and looked at the Taibai Mountain in the distance, but his expression did not relax at all, and said: "Osmanthus Woman, I have heard that you have excellent combat power, and you have stepped into the realm of a product in the Shenqi Sect back then, but the old man is not here today to compete with you alone in terms of strength, if you know each other, let the woman behind you hand over the secret book, so that you can continue to live here, otherwise don't blame the old man for being unreasonable today." ”

At this time, where is there still a little decay of Granny Gui, the broken wooden cane in her hand was faintly red, and the rain on her body was scattered in three feet around, revealing a sneering smile and said slowly: "Little thief, you dare to say such a big thing just after you have just entered the first-class realm, and you are not afraid to flash your tongue." ”

Before the words fell, Granny Gui instantly rushed forward and smashed into the opposite Confucian priest.

The Confucian scholar, who had long been engrossed, had his big sleeves fluttering, his arms in the air arcing, his left palm against the elbow of his right arm, and he didn't even avoid it, and met it with a punch with his right hand. The fists collided, and Granny Gui's figure was stunned and stopped in place, but on the other hand, the Confucian was smashed and slipped out three feet away, and only barely stabilized his body, and a stream of scarlet blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

After forcibly swallowing most of the blood, the Confucian priest turned hideous and said resentfully: "Sure enough, she is an old crazy woman, and she wants to take the life of the old man as soon as she comes up." ”

Granny Gui sneered, did not give the Confucian a chance to breathe, and bullied herself again, and this time the momentum was even more violent than last time.

The Confucian knees bent slightly, retreated slightly, his momentum skyrocketed, and he was about to turn away with a punch.

Granny Gui, who was in mid-air, sneered: "The dog thief who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, he actually wants to use the old woman as a whetstone, sharpen his martial arts, and stabilize the realm, it depends on whether you have a dog life to stand on." ”

The two touched again, and the Confucian knelt on one knee, with a footprint on his shoulder, this time unscathed, and Granny Gui flew away upside down and landed heavily at the door of the small courtyard.

Behind the Confucian scholar stood a black-robed man on a poplar branch, his arms were torn, and the whole tree was shaking.

After Granny Gui stood up straight, her face showed surprise, she squinted at the black-robed man on the branch, and said to Xiong Yazhi behind her: "Miss will take the little young master to go first, and I will be behind." ”

At that moment, several more people appeared under the poplar tree, all dressed in black and armed with weapons.

The man on the branch looked at his bare arms with his clothes torn off, curled the corners of his mouth, and said, "You go and deal with the young woman, mother and son, and the osmanthus mother-in-law will hand it over to me." ”

After speaking, without delay, the black-robed man flew away from the branch and slashed at Granny Gui at the door with one palm.

Granny Gui didn't say a word, and raised her crutches to meet the black-robed man's palm.

The young woman turned and swept back into the house, grabbed the stunned child, and drove away through the window.

The west wind is blowing, and the mountain rain is pouring down.

The Confucian warrior took a look at the shocking battle in the air, and led the rest of the people to chase after Yang Twenty's mother and son.

Xiong Yazhi held Yang Twenty in one hand, and rushed all the way to a dense forest, I don't know if it was rain or tears that blurred her cheeks, she knew that this day would come sooner or later, but her Twenty had not yet grown up, God was too unfair.

Even at this time, although Yang Twenty couldn't hide his horror, he still didn't make any sound. Because she knows that her son is the most sensible child in the world.

Xiong Yazhi put down Yang Twenty, touched his head affectionately, took out an ordinary blue handkerchief, put it in the child's arms, and said, "Don't be afraid, Twenty, with your mother, bad people can't hurt you." Wait a minute, my mother will block those people, you take the opportunity to escape, listen to your mother's words, no matter what happens in the future, you must live strongly. ”

Yang Twenty nodded habitually, and said with a crying voice: "What should you do with your mother." ”

Listening to the sound of breaking the sky behind him, Xiong Yazhi turned around and stopped in front of Yang Twenty.

The green-shirted Confucian man and the black-clothed men came in an instant and surrounded them in the middle.

Looking at the mother and son who had lived steadily for nearly twelve years, the Confucian man sighed and said: "Miss Xiong, why are you so troubled, today you have wings and it is difficult to fly, and you don't have the martial arts realm of the year, even if you still have the peak combat power of the second grade, what can you do, obediently hand over that thing, how about I let you live?"

Xiong Yazhi snorted coldly, "You thieves, if you are really so righteous, there will not be so many people who have died at the hands of Granny Gui in the past two years." ”

The Confucian scholar didn't laugh angrily, looked at Xiong Yazhi, and said in a cold tone: "If you can trust me, then I can keep a whole corpse for both of you." ”

Xiong Yazhi looked around, not counting the Confucian scholars of this realm, there are a total of nine people in black, almost all of them are second-grade masters, although she is also a second-grade and six-realm now, but if Granny Gui can't come in time, there will only be one death.

The old Confucian seemed to see through Xiong Yazhi's thoughts, and sneered: "Don't be eager for that old woman to save you, the black-robed lord has long been among the first-class, and now although he is still in the Void God Realm, he is only a thin line away from the Returning to the Sect Realm." ”

Xiong Yazhi's heart was sad in an instant, she was once also a first-grade void god realm, she was extremely clear, except for the last ninth realm of the first grade and the third realm, which was beyond the reach of most first-grade grandmasters in their lifetime, the seven realms of the void god realm and the eighth realm of the sect realm were also a heavenly chasm.

Although Granny Gui has stepped into the Void God Realm for more than 20 years, due to her martial arts talent and trauma in her early years, with her current age, there is almost no hope of breaking through the Gui Sect Realm in this life, and she is quite comfortable with a master like the Qingyi Confucian who has just entered the Void God Realm, but if she fights with the Grandmaster who has stepped into the Gui Sect Realm with one foot at the peak of the Seven Realms, plus she is old, she will definitely be more than lucky.

The green-shirted Confucian in the distance pondered for a moment, and suddenly said angrily: "Xiong Yazhi, give you one last chance, hand over the things and keep your whole body, otherwise let your son die first, and see if you are in pain." ”

The so-called morality is like those autumn sunshines, although warm, but there will be clouds and mist to cover it, and these wind and rain are the normal state behind the sunshine.