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"Little beggar, you only know to stay in the synagogue all day long, you don't know to work or anything, do you really want to starve to death like this? "However, it is strange. When you first arrived, you haven't eaten for months. Don't tell me that you're not hungry?" The one who spoke was a woman from the Xiao family. Her name was Fang Chunxiang, a very common name. Fang Chunxiang's family wasn't rich, but Fang Chunxiang still fed the beggar every day.

They had a pair of sons, the eldest son was already fifteen to sixteen years old, and the youngest son was also twelve to thirteen years old. At this moment, they were by the side of their mother, bringing food to the little beggar. The fragrant food made the little beggar's throat move as he swallowed a large gulp of saliva.

The beggar with the appearance of a crafty rabbit had already snatched the food into his own hands, and began to eat like a hungry ghost. The food was not sumptuous; there were only some vegetables and a large bowl of rice.

"Eat slowly, child ?" Fang Chunxiang put her hand behind the beggar's back and lightly patted him. When she was about to slap him a second time, her hand stopped in mid-air because she saw the beggar's eyes that were filled with killing intent. Fang Chunxiang had a strange thought; perhaps when she patted him down again, she would be killed by the beggar.

The eldest son was called Fang Min, the youngest son was called Fang Li. Fang Li and the little beggar had always been having a good time, or perhaps it could be said that Fang Li thought so himself, so Fang Li was not afraid of the little beggar. Although the little beggar's current appearance was really frightening, even his own mother was sweating cold sweat.

The little beggar slowly turned his head and looked from Fang Chunxiang to Fang Li. When the two looked at each other, Fang Li's body instantly quivered as if struck by lightning, and then there was a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. However, Fang Li still stubbornly refused to let go; Fang Chunxiang's heart burned with anxiety, and she wanted to hug Fang Li again, but she found that she could not move even half a step.

Although the beggar fell to the ground, his hand was still tightly holding Fang Li's hand. Fang Li did not know how much of an impact this handshake would have on his life, and from then on, he would be free to fly, or swim in the deep sea. The only reason was because he had allowed the beggar to go on the demonic path, and not completely walk the demonic path.

"I'm sorry." The little beggar apologized to Fang Li in a low voice, then lowered his head and did not say another word. However, just this sentence made the entire family of Fang Li excited, for half a year, the little beggar had been occupying this important place for the Xiao family. At the beginning, they had chased the little beggar away, but when the little beggar had used his eyes to send several robust villagers of the Xiao family flying, they had all spat blood and only recovered a few months later.

In fact, it had already been half a year since they started doing this. In fact, Fang Zu'min wasn't without selfish motives, because when the little beggar divine light had sent several villagers flying, Fang Zu'min had been watching with his eyes wide open. He always had a secret, and that was, Fang Zu'min believed in a religion called the God, and there were stories about cultivators in teaching, so Fang Zu'Min believed that the little beggar was a cultivator.

It was not like other people who thought that the little beggar was a degenerate immortal, who then had to deliver food and water for half a year because Fang Zongming knew that cultivators valued karma the most. With his family treating him so well, Fang Zongming believed that he could obtain things he yearned for, such as cultivation!

Fang Chunxiang glanced at the little beggar with lingering fear before she dragged her two sons and left the Great Hall. And in an unknown place, Fang Zumin was secretly watching everything. Seeing his family leave, a smile appeared on Fang Zumin's face.

"I do not wish for you to come again ?" Just as Fang Zu Min was about to turn and leave, the little beggar's voice suddenly appeared in Fang Zu Min's ears, there was not a trace of emotion in his voice, it was so cold that it made people's hearts tremble, Fang Zu Min stood there trembling, then he slowly turned to look at the little beggar, and at the same time, the little beggar also raised his head slightly, and coincidentally looked Fang Zu Min in the eye, an indescribable fear enveloped Fang Zu Min his heart, and then hurriedly turned and left.

"Who the hell are you? "Why is it that my heart hurts so much when you disappear, why can't I remember your name, why is that?" When no one was left behind, the little beggar girl whispered to him in a low voice. The little beggar's body trembled slightly as ten dirty fingers dug into the ground. Drops after droplets of tears flowed out from the beggar's eyes, quickly soaking a small piece of the ground.

"Who exactly are you? ?" "Ahhh!" The little beggar could no longer hold back the emotions in his heart as he shouted out loud, causing the entire Xiao family village to be shrouded in grief. Countless villagers remembered the sad events, and even began to shed tears, there was only one family left. This family's leader was Zhou Zhongqiu, and their mistress was Long Caizhuang.

These villagers who had been infected by the little beggar boy had not lost their reason and thought, they had only been hurt by Liu Ye's sadness. No matter who was happy or not, they would always feel some helplessness and sadness, and now the little beggar boy was acting as a catalyst.

"Such powerful sadness! What is going on up ahead?" A cultivator riding a sword a hundred miles away from the Xiao family's village stopped flying as he sensed the sorrowful fluctuations emanating from the Xiao family village. After pausing in midair for a moment, he muttered to himself before heading back to the village.

At this moment, all of the villagers seemed to have become the most pious believers. Only three of them were like this, the first being the little beggar was indifferent, and the second was because he had long believed in them, so even though he was following the flow and also kowtowing, there was no respect in his expression.

He only looked at the cultivator in the sky in confusion, and did not feel any fear or anything else. Right at this moment, the cultivator let out a light sound of surprise, and then, he arrived in front of Fang Li. Without waiting for Fang Li's resistance, he extended his right hand and flicked his sleeve, and five strands of essence energy, like five spirit snakes, shot towards Fang Li's head.

Haha!" It turned out to be a body without attributes. It could also be said to be a fake body of five elements. This brat had the same talent as the Five Elements Holy Body. He was a good sapling. "Haha!" Cultivators were full of righteousness. The face of a middle-aged man had a stern resolution, and he also had a faint wind and frost that had passed through the storm.

"An immortal has descended!" Our Xiao Family Village is going to have great fortune! " The cultivators knew that their arrival here was indeed a bit shocking, so with a wave of the cultivators' hands, specks of light began to emit. After the villagers were swept by the specks of light, they gradually calmed down, and only at this moment did the cultivators begin to question each other.

"Child, are you willing to follow me to cultivate in that distant place?" However, the children of the countryside had already known that the little beggar was not an ordinary person, and Fang Li already knew that there was a type of existence called great deity in this world. They could split mountains with swords, and fly in the sky without anywhere to go, but right now, this opportunity had appeared in front of them. However, Fang Li did not want to agree, because Fang Li always believed that the little beggar was someone who could change his entire life.

"Sorry, great deity, I ?" Just as Fang Li was about to refuse, Fang Li's father, Fang Zu Min, had already arrived and blocked Fang Li's mouth. He first bowed respectfully towards the cultivator, then opened his mouth and said, "This great deity, this is my youngest son. He is very willing to cultivate with you, but I wonder if great deity will allow him to come visit us often?"

Fang Zu Min had wanted to cultivate for a long time, but was unable to do so. Now that his son was the target of a cultivator flying high in the sky, wouldn't he be able to obtain a cultivation technique from his son in the future?" After thinking about all these, Fang Zu Min was exceptionally excited, as if he was already a cultivator of a profound realm.

Because his mouth was covered by his father, he was unable to say anything. Fang Li was truly anxious, and could not stop struggling, but his strength was too weak, so after the cultivator glanced at Fang Zu Min with a frown, Fang Zu Min immediately felt as if he was a prey that was being fiercely stared at by a venomous snake, and immediately let go of the hand that was covering Fang Li's mouth.

"I don't want to ?" Just as Fang Li was about to say no, the little beggar walked out from the Great Hall, his voice somewhat bitter: "This is a chance to change your fate. Go, if there is a chance in the future, we will meet again, I will leave, I still have a lot of things to do, at least I will not fail to fulfill that three year promise!"

"Please take good care of him. There will definitely be a day when he will be greatly rewarded!"

"Fang Li!" Thank you for accompanying me for the past half year. I, Liu Ye, acknowledge you as my brother. After the little beggar said this to Fang Li, his body shot up into the air like a bolt of lightning, and instantly disappeared from the eyes of the villagers. Only now did Fang Li realize that the little beggar was actually called Liu Ye!