C5 Using the Sword to Destroy the Evil Demon

He was only eighteen or nineteen years old, but his eyes did not have the agility a young girl should have. Like the last plum blossom of winter, he carried two short sabers, a dragon, and a phoenix in his hands. A plain clothes suit really had her name on it: Ye Su! Although she was a girl, Ye Su was not any weaker than a man.

A year ago, Bei Shan had made a ruckus with the bandits and specifically robbed that beautiful woman. He threw her into the cage and did whatever he wanted with his brothers. After that, he would hand her over to the brothel and make a windfall. Those poor women who didn't want to be a prostitute had to be a prostitute. This incident reached Ye Su's ears. She attacked the Northern Mountain at night, and the hundreds of bandits that were chasing her with sabers burnt the bandit's nest. Although not many people in this world knew her name, which hero didn't walk with a nameless path?

When Wen Ye saw Ye Su's heroic look, it was as if he had suddenly seen a silver coin that made him yearn for it day and night. Just as Wen Ye was about to explain the whole situation, Wen Ye spoke up: "Woman, save me. My name is Wen Ye, and I came from outside the city. When I met bandits, they robbed me of my money, and my little sister was abandoned by her family and left by the roadside. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I brought her to her side to find someone to bring home. I passed by this place, but this thief saw that my little sister was very beautiful, and for a moment, he was tempted to be a thief. "My master was like a dragon or tiger, and he was definitely not good at fighting, but this thief is unrelenting in every way. If it weren't for the fact that you were there in time, my little sister and I would have already been viciously attacked."

Wenye's words had a deep and true meaning. When it came to a lamentable point, the tears in his eyes actually fell without stinginess. The grass flew up and pointed at Wen Ye's face with a flushed face as he scolded, "Son, stop slandering me. It's clearly you …"

After spending so many days with the literary industry, his shameless behavior had long been remembered in his heart. At this time, he no longer needed the literary industry to order his bean sized tears to fall, crying like rain. Furthermore, he had lived a lovely life, who wouldn't feel their hearts ache? Little Raksha touched Wen Ye's face and said with a sobbing tone, "Big brother, do you feel any pain? It was all Lian'er's fault that he got beaten up. "Big Brother, don't be afraid. This time, Lian'er will be changing to protect you, so Lian'er can just leave with him."

These siblings had tears in their eyes as they snuggled up against each other. The literary world also had dragons and tigers, and the heart of a Bodhisattva. On the grass, rage was written all over Fei's face, and his muscles were quivering. It was easy to tell who was good and who was bad. Ye Su would never have thought that the two of them were pretending to be brother and sister. She looked at Wen Ye and Wen Ye, who were protecting them with their hands, and looked at the grass with cold eyes. "I will give you two choices. Either go, or leave something behind."

Grassland pointed at Wen Ye with a trembling finger and said through clenched teeth, "Don't listen to these two liars' nonsense. Just now, at the east side of the city, these two people …"

Little Luosha let out a sorrowful howl, while Wen Ye's body swayed and fell on the ground. More and more tears started to flow out of his eyes, while he shook Wen Ye's clothes with all his might while yelling loudly, "Brother, brother, don't die!" Lian'er, you're not allowed to die. "

The grass froze for a moment, as if she did not expect that this shameless path was not afraid of humiliating Three Purities. She looked at Ye Su, whose eyes were even colder than the snow on the mountain. After the grass disappeared into the distance, the originally dying Wen Ye and Little Rakshasi looked at each other and smiled. Then, they pretended to be weak as they supported the wall and stood up: "Thank you for saving my life, if there is a way in the future that you can use this small path, please do not hesitate to ask."

The promise was nothing but a piece of shit, and today, after parting, the literary industry was the same as ever, with little Rakasha for a swindling business, and then to Heaven Gate for a big bounty of Raksha for free and merry. The world was vast, and this woman was afraid that they would never meet again. How could they return the favor? However, Ye Su suddenly asked, "Where are you sending this child?

Wen Ye scratched her head. This girl was a monster, so she did not dare to say too much. She lied, "Let's go step by step. I can only vaguely remember where I live. When I get there, I will ask around and one day I will find her family."

Ye Su looked at the tattered and disheveled clothes on the small path, but there was a hint of a Bodhisattva's heart, and she couldn't help but exclaim in her heart. She also saw how obedient the little girl looked, so she said: "This world is so big, with your legs, how long will it last? "Why don't I go with you guys and return the child to her family? We can take care of each other on the way."

Wen Ye quickly waved her hand and said, "Don't bother me, don't bother me. Go to the poverty-stricken villages and don't let the girl's body get ruined."

Ye Su frowned and the two sabers at her waist shot out in an instant. Wherever the dragon passed by, the surrounding walls would be shattered by the bitingly cold saber intent as well. Rocks and dust filled the air. The phoenix rose up, and the stone showed no signs of scattering. The falling stone blended with the blade's Qi, and the plain clothes were not stained with any dust. However, the surroundings were completely flat on the ground. She sheathed her daggers like lightning. Ye Su said proudly, "Lady, I am the future number one under the heavens. Little Taoist, do you think I can't endure the pain?"

The biting cold blade caused Wen Ye to swallow his saliva. He looked at Ye Su whose eyes were like daggers, and could not say any more words of rejection, afraid that the girl would cut him into eight pieces. He then said: "If that's the case, then I'll have to trouble Miss Su to accompany us."

Since ancient times, this little girl was so beautiful that it was inevitable that people would take notice of her. Furthermore, this small path did not seem to be able to hold a chicken in their hands, and they would spend their days in meditation without knowing Yun Yun's' Dao '. It would have been fine if they hadn't met today, but since they were here to save her, if the siblings in the future were to be targeted by the bandits and something were to happen to them, she would have felt that their deaths were related. How could Ye Su, who was born to be worthy of her title, be willing to shoulder this sin and walk the world? Ye Su's good intentions had changed a lot in Wen Ye's eyes. That was true. If she followed him, how would she be able to scam and cheat him in the future? Could it be that he didn't eat his fill every day and instead, wore his tattered clothes every day? Even though Wen Ye was discontented, but when she saw the two short blades at Ye Su's waist, she could not tell what was going on.

"..."

The red paint on the door was unrecognizable, and only a small part of it could be distinguished from the bright red. The door was covered with a white "Double Joy". The wind gently ruffled the broken door, and the door issued a squeaky laugh.

An old woman sat in the dark room, holding a needle and thread in her hand as she sewed up the clothes in her arms. Perhaps it had been like this for many years, which was why the thin folds had climbed up her smooth forehead. She tirelessly sewed the clothes on her chest, as if these clothes could bring comfort to her soul. The courtyard was cold, the room was cold, and even the people present were extremely cold. It was so cold that it seemed as if the happiness of this world had been forgotten. If this courtyard had once been lively, it had become lonely after she had lost the right to be a mother.

The dim light shone on the woman's pale face. The cold fragrance of the small building had no life. It hung in the sky for a long time, as if it was witnessing the sorrows and joys of the mortal world. In the long night, a black silhouette slowly walked into the small building. It was an extremely handsome man. Under his sword-like eyebrows was a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes, and a single mistake would cause people to sink into him. His face was as sharp as a sculpture, and his appearance looked extremely refined. There was a large sword sheathe on his back. After standing in front of the small building for a while, he seemed to have made up his mind. He pushed open the wooden door to the courtyard. The moment his peach blossom eyes opened, they vigilantly surveyed his surroundings. His hand tightly gripped the sword sheath. He felt very uneasy, as if only this sword box could calm him down.

The woman didn't even raise her head. It was as if the man that came was transparent. All that remained in her eyes were the clothes that she hadn't finished sewing. The man and woman were ten steps apart, but the woman did not dare to take another step forward. After a long time, the woman said, "Ling Yun of the Green City has been taken care of. Please leave quickly. Don't harm your merits." He slightly raised his head, but his eyes were pitch black. Immediately, a cold wind blew from all directions, and it blew against Ling Yun's clothes. Ling Yun also frowned, and thought to himself: What a strong resentment, this resentment seems to have a hatred from the heavens.

Ling Yun steadied his heart and spoke in a loud voice: "Ling Yun, the gate of the Qing Yun City, has been taken care of by others. Please leave quickly, don't harm your merits."

The old lady looked at Ling Yun with her black, stone-like eyes, and the latter immediately pushed the sword sheath on her back to the ground. The eight swords emitted a faint golden light, and the surrounding wind did not stop, but Ling Yun's clothes did not move at all. Her withered face that was like a tree slowly formed a smile, miserable and resolute. However, the destruction of the world and the loneliness and misery caused Ling Yun to break out in a cold sweat, and the woman said: "I only want to kill a family of his, old and young, and do not wish to kill you."

Ling Yun shouted: "I know you have a grudge in your heart, that's why I'm here. You killed thirteen people from his family, is that not enough?"

As the woman spoke, black blood flowed out of her mouth. Then, more and more black blood dripped down from her ears and eyes, carrying a strong fishy smell. "There's still one more left."

Ling Yun said angrily: "Those thirteen lives of yours were to break your hand, you are the one who created this death! Why did he kill his entire family, not even letting a four year old child go?! Even though the heavens are kind, if you don't leave tonight, I will use my sword to kill this evil demon and scatter your soul! "