"Ahem, cough, ahem......" The old man opened his eyes and saw a pair of eyes full of concern, he wanted to raise his head, but he felt severe pain all over his body, and a layer of fine sweat instantly flowed from the old man's forehead.

The child hurriedly brought a broken bowl with water on it and fed it to the old man to drink.

After a few sips, the old man signaled that it was okay, and the child put the broken bowl aside. Looking at the old man, he was full of care.

Trying to move his voice, the old man said to the child: "Young master, it's really hard for you, you have suffered a lot these days." ”

After all, when he was young, when the old man said that the child's eyes were full of tears, it was really pitiful. The child shook his head and grinned at the old man's shirt.

At this time, the old man saw the person next to him, a middle-aged monk was cultivating, and he felt that there seemed to be something different around him at this time.

Abundant spiritual power!

The old man does not move what it is, but this kind of power is not much different from spiritual power, but it is more pure than spiritual power, and spiritual power is the power of all people, cold or hot, or yin or yang. But the vitality is single-minded, and the rich vitality constantly emanates from Wang Mu's body.

He comprehended the mystery of resurrection from the dead, and somewhat understood the power of life.

For some injured people, this vitality is good medicine, better than spiritual power. But the old man was seriously injured, and the vitality he exuded was passively absorbed by him, and it was just a drop in the bucket.

But the old man's face recovered a lot, and he asked the child, "Are they from the Purple Electric Gate?

The child shook his head, indicating that he did not know.

Half an hour later, Wang Mu retracted the resurrection of the dead, unless he cultivated the resurrection of the dead alone, otherwise the reversal of the Heavenly Gong and the Xuan Gong would work unconsciously.

The blue light on Wang Mu's body slowly disappeared, and Gou Zheng opened his eyes and saw that the old man, who was unconscious, was looking at them with an inquiring gaze at this time.

After Wang Mu put the gray monkey away, he didn't care about the child and the old man, although he asked a few words, but the child didn't say anything about himself, and Wang Mu wouldn't meddle with things.

Gou Zheng glanced at the old man, with a chuckle in his eyes, and saw that Wang Mu was meditating and cultivating, without restricting him, he walked towards the old man.

Just now I scared myself, how can there be so many Wang Mu in the world, one demon is not enough, will there be another one, he is also a person who has gone through strong winds and waves, and naturally sees clearly that the child is only the cultivation in the early stage of qi refining, although the old man's cultivation is higher, it is the late stage of qi refining, but he is seriously injured, and he is not much time away from death.

"Old man, are you the owner of this dilapidated house?" Gou Zheng didn't get too close to the child, he had been attacked by the purple lightning of the child's dagger before. That attack was not much different from the second attack power of Zhuji, if it weren't for the immortal sword in his hand, I am afraid that he would be killed by the purple electric light.

When the old man saw Gou Zheng coming, but he didn't get closer, he knew that Gou Zheng had been attacked with a dagger.

He said to Gou Zheng: "This fellow Daoist, this palace is not mine. ”

Gou Zheng then asked, "Do you know where this is?"

The old man wanted to struggle to do it, but the child couldn't understand the old man's struggle, and was just on guard. He didn't move, just smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know here, looking at this somewhat dilapidated palace, it should be a palace of Zidianmen, but I don't know why I gave up." ”

Gou Zheng said to the old man: "That's our son, you can cultivate here, we won't disturb you, and you don't harass our son, can you understand!"

The old man hurriedly said, "Naturally, I understand."

Gou Zheng turned around and went back, the old man grinned at the child, and then said: "Young master, don't worry, I will definitely escort you out of here until you become strong and come to take revenge!"

The child nodded as if he didn't understand, and looked at the old man with sadness and worry in his eyes.

The old man just smiled slightly, and said to the child: "Don't worry, young master, if you don't send you out, the little old man won't die easily." Xiang Jingda rebelled, but he is not alone here, as long as we have the strength, those people will support us in turn! The young master can take advantage of the opportunity to ascend to the top and regain everything that the old master has lost. ”

The child finally spoke, and his voice was a little immature and crisp: "Uncle Ye, let's not fight, okay, I only have you as a relative." ”

After the old man heard the child speak, he was stunned at first, then sighed, and then said to the child: "Qingyue, you have to understand that even if we don't take revenge, Xiang Jing will not let you and me go, we are the roots that have not been removed after cutting the grass." For him, it was necessary to die. ”

After Qingyue heard this, her face was panicked, and she could only lean close to the old man's side. Gou Zheng heard it clearly on the side, with a smile on his face, in his opinion, this old man's enemy was too incompetent, a little baby, an old man in the late stage of qi refining, could still let go like this.

The old man continued: "It's not that I don't want you to live a stable life, it's that your identity won't allow you to live here, this is the sea area of the Purple Electric Gate, within a radius of eight hundred miles, all of them are monks, if the young master wants to spend his life in peace, I'm afraid it won't be so easy." ”

"Uncle Ye, don't you understand that we have to take revenge, but Uncle Wei is dead, Uncle Bo is dead, and those people are dead. I don't want revenge, it's too painful!" Qingyue said with tears in her eyes.

In addition to the sound of the wind in the main hall, only the cry of the clear moon was ringing, Wang Mu was cultivating with his eyes closed, and the divine owl was impacting the thunder light, one of them had experienced ups and downs, and their hearts were tenacious. A child who has passed a long time will naturally not have pity for children.

Wang Mu stopped Gou Zheng from dealing with the little girl because he saw his helplessness from the little child, and it was just a moment of compassion.

Not to mention Gou Zheng, he almost killed Qingyue and the old man. At this time, he was changing his posture and watching the old man educate Qingyue.

The old man raised his hand with difficulty, put it on Qingyue's head, and said, "Young master, if you don't die, everything in the future will be yours, do you think that Xiang Jing will be so generous to return all the power to you." Have you forgotten how your Uncle Wei and Uncle Bo died, and how I was injured?"

"Woo woo, this is so uncomfortable, I don't want to go!" Qingyue cried as she lay on the old man's body.

It was slightly dark one night, Xiao Qingyue walked out alone, the small figure got out of the hole on the side, the old man fell asleep, he was seriously injured, and it was already the limit to be able to bring the little girl here.

A moment later, Qingyue staggered in from the outside, carrying some wild fruits in her hand. Qingyue sat down next to the old man, first brought some water to the old man, asked him to take it, and then asked the old man if he would eat wild fruits.

The old man shook his head, he knew that he didn't have much time left, and he had to let the young master keep a heart of revenge, otherwise he couldn't guarantee that the young master would survive in the sea area of the Purple Electric Gate.

Hatred, or hope. is the biggest motivation to live!

Qingyue ate two or three at first, and she didn't feel so hungry. Seeing that no one was talking on Wang Mu's side, the little brother in black was still cultivating with his eyes closed, and just now he stopped the ugly Taoist from making a move on him, wondering if the young man was also hungry.

So he walked to Wang Mu with two fruits and stretched out his hand to Wang Mu.

Wang Mu opened his eyes, and a red flame flashed in his pupils, startling Qingyue, how could there be flames in the eyes of the dark Dao people.

Wang Mu showed a smile and said to the child in front of him, "You're welcome. ”

But Xiao Qingyue felt that Wang Mu had saved her life and wanted to repay her kindness, so she kept stretching out her hands and wanted to give Wang Mu the wild fruit in her hand to eat.

Wang Mu only looked carefully at the child in front of him at this time, with a pair of black eyes, with crystal sparkles in his eyes, as if the previous tears had not been wiped away. The body is a little weaker than that of a normal child, although there is not much hair and it looks a little scattered, but Wang Mu is startled.

It was a little girl, and he looked away.

Wang Mu thought for a moment, took the wild fruit, and then the little girl turned around and left, returning to the old man and sitting down.

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