Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 119

"He's my brother. Even if he lied to me, I still want to hear it from his own mouth."

Old man Li seems like a stubborn person.

Even the village chief couldn't persuade them even if he rolled up his sleeves.

The last person who was so stubborn was the one before him.

"Alright then, since I haven't had much to do recently, I'll ask Daming to bring a few people to take you down to look for her nearby. But listen to my advice, old brother. Don't take it too seriously, and don't bother the child. She still has to be carried. Why would you bother her? Trust me, leaving the child here is the same as leaving her at home."

"I believe you," said Old Man Li. "But we have to let her see who the great grandfather is, in case there is any misunderstanding."

Old man Li was like a fool who was immersed in a beautiful dream and couldn't extricate himself. He was determined to find his rich brother.

The village chief really has nothing to say.

Ask Daming and the others to prepare rain gear and dry food. The True God said that the weather will not be good in the next few days.

The village chief got angry when he thought of this. If the people of Xiaxixi Village had just waited a little longer, God would have helped them water the land. Why did it have to come to this?

There was no disaster or illness, but two lives were lost!

Fat Ah Fu held onto Zhuier, still a little reluctant to let her go: "You must come back soon."

As she spoke, she touched Zhuier's head. It seemed that she really liked her. If Zhuier hadn't seen her touching a grinning dog that morning, she would have thought so too.

But now, she grabbed the little fat dog that barked at everyone and stuffed it into her arms: "Don't think about me, you have it."

"It's not my dog, we can't always play together." Fat Afu said with a little regret.

Hu Zhuier:?

What does that mean? Am I going to be her dog?

Zhuier hates this place just like the little kid Waiya.

It seems that they not only covet my sister, but also want to think about me!

The three of them left without any regrets.

There was no word spoken, and the seven of them were inexplicably quiet.

Even Daming and the others couldn't help but quietly persuade Old Man Li.

"Uncle Li, why don't we just forget about it? The children have finally settled down, so they should at least rest for a while. Being tired isn't a big deal, but being sad is the most important thing. It would be better to let them play with the other children in the village."

They had experience with this kind of thing, especially Daming. His parents died of illness, so he was better off. But his younger brother Xiaoming was so sad that he couldn't even speak. He was only coaxed into peace by the children in the village.

Old man Li really didn't know what to say.

I could only act as stubborn as a turtle trying to eat a weight and insist that they were fine.

By the end, Daming and the others seemed a little angry at him.

Is this the real grandpa? He doesn't care what the kids think.

Old man Li winked at the children and said, "Why don't you talk? Smile? Argue? What's so serious about this?"

Daming's chest appeared in front of him, blocking his view completely: "Uncle Li, watch the road!"

Don't make things difficult for the children and pretend to them; they are already very sad.

Old man Li: Oh, God, wake up, are you asleep?

His eyes were a little wet.

What evil did he do to deserve these evils?

Child: Why don’t they talk? They seem like they are very well behaved. Humph, if they don’t talk, I won’t talk either.

A quiet group of people surrounded a simple sedan chair and shuttled through the mountains and forests. On the sedan chair was a bald child with an exceptionally white and shiny head.

No matter how you look at it, it seems weird and abnormal.

Any young man with a sense of justice and who has lost his way would not be able to help but shout "Stop!" when seeing this scene, right?

The demonic energy around them was overwhelming. Any brave and fearless cultivator would not be able to help but shout, "Who are these evil monsters who dare to act so rashly here?" and then rush forward to knock them to the ground, right?

Anyone who values ​​life, when being beaten up and tied up and forced to kneel on the ground, will not hesitate to whisper and beg, "Please don't kill me."...right?

At least that’s what Meng Yunhe thought.

Child: "You think you are a fool."

She picked up Meng Yunhe's long sword and swung it at him, almost blowing the scabbard off. She was using the sword like a firewood stick.

It was so infuriating. She was just sitting there quietly, not provoking anyone, but suddenly someone kicked her in the air and kicked her and the sedan chair so far away.

She even broke her chin!

One of the teeth was stuck and flew away.

There is a big bump on my head.

Is she the kind of person who is so beautiful that she doesn't care about one or two scars?

Waiya and Hu Shanniang pulled the child, whose mouth was covered in blood, away and started wrapping him up with cloth without saying a word.

"Don't move, I'll stop bothering you!"

Child:!

She almost forgot, she spat out a mouthful of blood and glared at Meng Yunhe fiercely.

He was also aggrieved.

"When shooting a person, shoot the horse first; when capturing a thief, capture the leader first. I thought you were the leader of the monster."

His kick represented justice!

"You are the monster!" The child's mouth was full of blood as if he had just eaten a person, and his expression was ferocious and distorted. Calling her a monster didn't seem to be doing her an injustice.

But is that what she thought? Anyone would feel pain if their tooth fell out!

What's more, she is now extremely capable and sensitive to everything, including pain. Unfortunately, she lacks experience and is not very vigilant. She didn't prick up her ears, so she deserves this disaster.

He had good intentions, but in the end, he could only blame himself for his bad luck.

As Old Man Li untied him, he sighed, "Even if you want to slay demons, you can't just come up and do it, right? At least find out what's going on."

"What if that monster runs away?" Meng Yunhe muttered, and took some painkillers before checking the injuries of others.

The child didn't need him to watch over him, but he still accidentally hurt the villagers. It would hurt if he got bumped or touched.

After distributing the pills, he didn't leave. Instead, he came closer and asked, "Judging from your skills, you must be from the same sect, right? Are you here because of the demonic energy here? I'm Meng Yunhe from the Frost Blade Sect. I wonder where you are from? Judging from your moves, you seem to be from the military."

"Can this be seen?"

Waiya seemed to be lost in thought.

Meng Yunhe: "Fellow Daoist, you're joking. You should have some good eyesight when you're out there."

I have good eyesight and a good sense...that's all.

The children didn't care.

"Are you here to capture the monster?" Chang Xiaoyu's tone was full of suspicion.

Meng Yunhe was dejected.

"Oh, that's true." Zhuier, who had just kicked him, was very disgusted.

He argued, "My kung fu isn't great, but it's good to see the best of my generation. Have you heard of Master Jiexing of the Cui family of Xilin? He's a true prodigy among our younger generation, and he won the last Immortal Sect Competition."

He was the one who sensed the demonic energy rampant here and brought his clan members to investigate. I was originally following them, but they were so fast on their swords that I lost them...

He seemed a little annoyed.

"Master Jiexing...Jiexing..."

The children muttered these words as they recalled them.

"I've never heard of him. Is he a monk?" asked the child.

These two words sound familiar. Have they been mentioned in the scriptures?

“Never heard of it?!”

Meng Yunhe jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"How could you not have heard of him? He's so young, so powerful, and so famous, yet he dared to fight the Nine-Tailed Fox alone..."