Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Holy Maiden of Saibei

Yi Shaotian said righteously: "The thieves of the Northern Yan Kingdom are really whimsical, how can I wait for the barbarians to replace me? ”

Xiao Ling'er glared angrily, and there was a strong murderous aura in the air.

Yi Shaotian smiled self-deprecatingly, how could he compete with a woman, and said in a calm tone: "The demon king is dead, how did it die?"

Xiao Ling'er sneered contemptuously: "It must not have been killed by you, with your strength, it is still far behind." The demon king is already in the realm of demonization, and can be half-incarnated into a person, only the peak powerhouse of Jindan can match it, and it was slashed to death by a sharp weapon. It's hateful, even the precious thousand-year-old snake gall and demon pill have been robbed. Her voice grew more and more agitated.

Yi Shaotian was shocked in his heart and said: "Could it be that after he fell into a coma, this demon snake did not die, and was finally killed by Little Brother Lu?"

Xiao Ling'er said: "But this matter must have nothing to do with you, why don't you hand over the demon king's demon pill and snake gall as soon as possible?" ”

Yi Shaotian was extremely dissatisfied and said: "You obviously know who killed you, but you ask my Xingshi for the crime, he is your savior, and so am I, why is there such a big difference in treatment?"

"You count that onion, and you will die tomorrow. ”

Xiao Ling'er flicked her long sleeves angrily and walked away.

Xiao Ling'er left, leaving only a boat full of anger and murderous aura.

Yi Shaotian was about to take out the wine jug from the ring space, but he smelled a riotous breath, and a huge red snake gall was dancing in the space, as well as a glittering demon pill the size of a fist.

He was shocked, if Mu Yutian killed the Demon King, it would never be possible to put the Demon Pill and Snake Guts into his ring space.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you, big brother?"

The little boy came over with a bowl of water and shouted as he looked at him.

Yi Shaotian came back to his senses and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm almost recovered, what's your name?"

"My name is Xiao Mu, where is the eldest brother?"

"Just call me Brother Yi, Xiao Mu, how old are you this year?"

"Brother Yi, I'm seven years old this year, do you want to drink water?"

Yi Shaotian took the water, his stomach was empty and gurgling, and he smiled awkwardly: "Thank you, Xiao Mu, are you hungry? I'll catch a few fish." ”

Xiao Mu raised his head and said, "Brother Yi, your body hasn't recovered yet, you need to rest more, I'll go and make you a bowl of porridge." ”

"It's okay, you see I'm alive and kicking now, I can't die. ”

Although Yi Shaotian's skills have not fully recovered, it is not difficult to catch fish, he looked around, it turned out that this was a lake in the deep mountains, the scenery of green mountains and green waters was very good, he punched the lake, the water splashed, and several palm-sized fish were shocked to the shore.

He slapped it twice, and more fish were shaken.

Xiao Mu opened his mouth wide in surprise, and then applauded happily.

Xiao Mumei said with a smile: "Brother Yi, you are too powerful, I haven't reached the net early this morning until now." ”

He licked his lips, seemingly hungry too.

They put all the fish into the fish basket, but they didn't expect a big basket full of harvests, and Xiao Mu was very happy.

Yi Shaotian docked the fishing boat and found an open space to start a fire.

On the shore, you can see grass huts and wooden houses, green smoke is floating higher up, and there are many simple buildings scattered along the stone roads and cliffs on the mountain.

Xiao Mu pointed to a small wooden house hanging on the cliff and said, "Brother Yi, that's my house." ”

"With such a small house, are you alone?"

"Of course not, in addition to me, there are also Aunt Chun and Uncle Hong, we have a total of more than 20 families living here, but those who stay are the elderly and children. ”

"What about the others?"

Xiao Mu said hopefully: "When the children reach the age of eight, they can join the Divine Sect to practice martial arts, and Sister Ling'er said that I can join the Divine Sect next year." Some of the young adults returned to the desert to defend their families, and some joined the Cult and were responsible for the daily tasks of the Cult, so only our aunts and grandparents were left to take care of us. ”

Yi Shaotian nodded and asked, "Xiao Mu, you are also surnamed Xiao, what is the relationship between you and Xiao Ling'er's sister?"

"The surname Xiao is a big surname, and half of the people here are surnamed Xiao ......"

Yi Shaotian grilled the fish, sprayed wine with seasonings, the aroma was overflowing, and the fish fragrance was tempting and coveted.

Xiao Mu swallowed his saliva, his eyes were shining, and he stared at the grilled fish intently: "Brother Yi, it's so fragrant...... It smells so good!"

Yi Shaotian turned the fish, grilled the other side, and said, "It'll be fine soon, Xiao Mu, can you tell me the story of Xiao Ling'er's sister?"

Xiao Mu couldn't wait to take a breath, smelled the fish fragrance and said: "Sister Ling'er, she is the holy daughter of our Saibei, her father was the highest pride of our desert, and he was an undefeated general on the same level as the king. It's just that, according to Uncle Hong, he was poisoned and killed by the bad guys of Nanxuanguo in a peace negotiation with the Central Plains. ”

Yi Shaotian was surprised: "Oh?"

"Can you eat it? Brother Yi. ”

"These are good, come, you eat first. ”

Xiao Mu excitedly took a fish, stopped just about to put his mouth down, forcibly resisted the temptation of the fish, and said: "I can't eat it yet, I'm going to take it to Aunt Chun, she has been seriously ill for the past few days, she can't get out of bed, she hasn't eaten for a day, I believe she will like this fragrant fish." ”

When Yi Shaotian heard this, he handed him all the grilled fish and said, "You can take all of these, and I'll grill some more." ”

"Thank you, Brother Yi, it's just too much, I can't take it. ”

Yi Shaotian said with a smile: "I'll go with you, and I'll go to your house to make some fish soup, which will make the body recover faster." ”

"Okay, thank you, Brother Yi. ”

Yi Shaotian carried the fish basket, and the two of them strode towards the mountain road, and met many old people on the way, all of whom greeted him very warmly.

A white-haired lady holding a little baby smiled: "Childe, I didn't expect you to wake up so soon." ”

Yi Shaotian said politely: "Thank you, thank you for taking care of you." ”

The little girl in her hand looked at the grilled fish in Yi Shaotian's hand, and said incompletely: "Grandma, eat...... I eat ......"

Yi Shaotian handed her a roasted small fish and said with a smile: "Little sister, I caught a lot of them, this one has no thorns, give it to you." ”

The white-haired lady took it and said, "Thank you, Childe." ”

Along the way, Yi Shaotian saw that many of the old and weak women here were from the Central Plains.

It turned out that these were some Qing officials who were persecuted by the imperial court many years ago and were exiled here or the relatives and family members of the soldiers who died on the battlefield, most of whom were wronged and fled here and have been living until now.

"It's really a talented woman, if I can see the day the saint gets married, I will die without regrets. ”

"Yes, this is the man that the saint desperately rescued, and he is really talented. ”

Everyone talked a lot, pointing and pointing from afar.

The mountain road was rugged, and when I came to a small bamboo house, the door creaked open.

An old and weak voice said, "Xiao Mu, are you back?"

"Uncle Hong, what do you see I brought back? Grandpa Hong, what's wrong with you?"

"I went up the mountain to fetch firewood today, I fell down, I'm old, I can't move, you go and see your Aunt Chun first, she has been coughing for a day today. ”