Chapter 128

The scorching sun shines on all things in the world, bringing light and warmth at the same time, and indirectly creating life.

In the sky a flock of vultures was circling in search of food, when suddenly they found a corpse beside a cliff, the corpse was in tatters, had been lying there for a long time, had not moved, and although they were watching him, they did not dare to approach him easily.

Suddenly a hare came out of the grass, and behind the hare there was a little white fellow, with a handful of rabbit fur in its little paws, and its face was full of anger, and it could be seen that it had just suffered a loss, and at this time raised its little paws, and reluctantly walked back to the corpse, and sat down quietly.

This corpse is Shen Xing's soul, although he is not completely dead, but he was seriously injured first, and then encountered more than half a year of floating in the spatial crack, and now I am afraid that death is not far away.

The little white beast is also almost consumed in the space crack, and now it just relies on its own strength to catch a rabbit to replenish its physical strength, but I didn't expect the rabbit to catch it, but was kicked by the rabbit.

Now it was leaning on Shen Xing's soul, not knowing what it was thinking.

In the distance came two men, a man and a woman, the man looked to be in his fifties, in shabby clothes, and carried a small basket with some herbs in it.

The woman was about twenty years old, with a slender figure, but there was a red birthmark on her face, which looked like a yaksha, and people couldn't help but want to stay away when they saw her, and the expression on her face was very happy, and she kept plucking flowers from the flowers on both sides, some of them were put on her head, some were inserted on the old man's head, and some were put into the basket by her.

She jumped and walked forward like a butterfly frolicking among the flowers, dancing among the mountains.

The old man looked at the girl in front of him dotingly, smiled slightly from time to time, and was happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Daddy, hurry up, finish picking this last herb, and I'll bake a sweet potato for you to eat when I go back!"

The old man behind him smiled and didn't speak, but his steps were a little faster.

This is a father and daughter, who make a living by collecting medicine, the old man's surname is Zhao, no one knows his name, everyone calls him Lao Zhao.

The girl is his daughter, called Zhao Ling'er, is the name he gave to someone in the city, but this Zhao Ling'er has a birthmark on her face since she was born, and her appearance is extremely ugly.

More than a year ago, his wife died, leaving only the father and daughter to rely on each other, and Lao Zhao would take his daughter with him wherever he went.

Zhao Linger was very concerned about her appearance when she was young, and every time her friends played together, she quietly hid aside and watched secretly, especially envious of others.

When she grew up, she was like any other girl, looking forward to her happy future, but the blows again and again finally made her see the reality clearly, no one was willing to go over her skin to appreciate her soul, so she was extremely disappointed in the matter of marriage, and over time, it became a joke.

No matter how others point out, she has been a kind-hearted child since she was a child, even if she was hit again and again, she still did not change her heart, she lived strongly, she lived happily.

This time I went up the mountain with my father, because there was a strange disease in the city recently, and after the diagnosis of the famous doctor, it was found that there was a medicinal herb that was very good for this strange disease, so the medicinal materials in the whole city were looted, and the father and daughter were going to pick some of this medicinal herbs and sell them in the city for a good price.

However, this herb has a special habit, and only occasionally grows three or five plants next to the cliff, not to mention extremely precious, it can be regarded as a precious medicinal material.

The father and daughter walked forward, chatting about family affairs, their hearts were happy, and their faces were full of smiles, and suddenly the moment the girl looked up, she found a person lying in the distance.

She was in her nature, and she stepped forward quickly to see if this person needed help.

Seeing this, her father also walked a few quick steps, came to the man's side, and reached out to probe his nose.

"It's okay, he's not dead yet, let's take him back. ”

The girl nodded, and when she looked back, there was a cute little white beast beside the man, and the little beast must have fallen asleep at this time, sitting there motionless, and there was a snoring sound between the mouth and nose.

Helping her father carry the man in tattered clothes, the girl picked up the little white beast on the ground and walked in the direction of home.

Shen Xingsoul only felt exhausted, the whole person was even weaker, and it was even a little difficult to open his eyes, in the drowsiness, he lost consciousness again, and when he woke up again, the moment he opened his eyes, he saw a somewhat vague back.

"Ahem!"

Shen Xingsoul felt that something in his lungs had been pressing inside, and as soon as he woke up, he began to cough.

The figure heard the figure and turned around suddenly, and Shen Xingsoul saw a special face.

The facial features were very delicate, the eyes were large, clear and clear, the nose was high, the mouth was ruddy, and the eyelashes were very long, but all this was completely ruined by a red birthmark.

"Are you feeling better?"

Zhao Ling'er's expression was a little nervous, and this person finally woke up, hoping that he could speak.

Hearing movement in the room, the door curtain was gently opened, and an old man walked in, and then a white light rushed onto Shen Xingsoul's hospital bed.

It was the little white beast, at this time, its paws were tightly clutching a piece of baked white potato, and its face was full of food, even if Shen Xing's soul woke up, it still did not put down the white potato in its hand.

Looking at its cute appearance, Shen Xingsoul smiled, struggled to get up, and bowed to the father and daughter:

"Thank you for saving me!"

The girl hurriedly stepped forward and helped Shen Xingsoul to lie down, and then covered him with a quilt, and the old man brought in a bowl of medicine from outside and handed it to the girl.

Shen Xingsoul wanted to drink the medicine by himself, but he found that he didn't have that strength at all, so he had to be fed this bowl of soup medicine by Zhao Ling'er in his apologetic eyes.

"Thank you to the girl, Shen was rescued by the girl, great kindness, and unforgettable. ”

Zhao Ling'er smiled slightly.

"My name is Zhao Ling'er. ”

"Shen Xingsoul. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, nodded slightly, and Zhao Ling'er turned to leave, leaving Shen Xingsoul alone to look at the ridge of the roof.

I don't know where he is, he was already in a coma after the spatial crack appeared that day, and he didn't know what happened after that, let alone what was here.

Just looked at the roof quietly, until sleepiness hit, he fell asleep, and his family and the woman appeared in his sleep, she walked in the wind and snow, wearing a red robe, Shen Xingsoul called her, but she didn't look back, just drifted away, disappeared in Shen Xingsoul's field of vision.

When he woke up, Shen Xingsoul felt that he had recovered a lot, and although he couldn't get out of bed yet, there was no problem at all with moving his body.

Zhao Ling'er heard movement in the house, opened the curtain and walked in.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Xingsoul half-sat on the bed with his pillow leaning, glanced at Zhao Ling'er, and said:

"Miss Ling'er, what kind of place is this?"

"This is a small village in Baize Town, under the sect of Xuanzong, and everyone says that this is Cuiyun Village. ”

Shen Xingsoul groaned, he had never heard of these place names at all.

"Is this the Great Xia Empire?"

The girl smiled and sat down in the chair next to her.

"Looks like you've been injured so badly that you've lost your memory. ”

"There are no empires on this Cangqi Continent, all of them are managed by the sect here. ”

"Cangqi Continent?"

Shen Xingsoul muttered, he didn't have any impression of this name, so he didn't think about it at this time, and chatted casually.

Shen Xingsoul didn't know that this Cangqi Continent was the upper realm in the mouths of everyone, and it was ruled by different sects, the strongest sect was respected as the Heavenly Sect, followed by the Earth Sect, the Xuanzong Sect, and the Human Sect, and the subsequent sects were not in the genre, so there was no ranking, and they all gave themselves names.

The strongest person in this continent is called "Zizai Tian", which is the existence that can command all sects, and can rewrite the pattern of the entire world with his own strength.

At the beginning, Xu Yu was just a small disciple in the human sect, and when he returned to the lower realm, he could call for wind and rain, and even the lord of a country was respectful to him, and he didn't dare to offend in the slightest, you can imagine how lofty his status is if he is the master of a sect.

Now Shen Xingsoul is in a small village under the jurisdiction of Xuanzong, although he doesn't know that this is the upper realm, but the aura here is strong, he has already felt it, not to mention the speed of cultivation, this half a month has alleviated his injuries, and at this time, he has recovered seven or eight percent, and it is estimated that he will be able to fully recover in five or six days.

The little white beast seems to be obsessed with baked white potatoes, if you don't eat it one day, it will fall to the ground and roll, no one can do anything about it, these days its fur shines a lot, and the aura consumed in the past six months has also recovered about one percent, the aura here is rich, as long as it wants, I am afraid it can be completely recovered within a month.

Shen Xingsoul thanked the father and daughter, but he couldn't repay it, thinking about it, he hoped to help the woman get rid of the birthmark on her face, so that her beauty could be fully displayed in front of the world.

On this day, he quietly came to Lao Zhao's side and asked Lao Zhao if he could help Zhao Ling'er, because now his cultivation has recovered a lot, as long as he waves his hand, he can get rid of the birthmark on Zhao Ling'er's face, but all this has to win the consent of others.

Lao Zhao didn't speak, pointed to Zhao Ling'er's back, and motioned for Shen Xingsoul to ask her himself.

Shen Xingsoul was a little embarrassed, after all, appearance is extremely important for a girl, but since Lao Zhao said so, he had no choice but to ask in person.