Chapter 7006

Name:Super Soldier King Author:步千帆
"What's the matter?"

Ye Qian was concentrating on his recovery.

This small change suddenly disturbed his rhythm.

Of course he heard the noise outside.

"Nothing's wrong!"

Su Su sighed with a worried face and said: "family members come to claim the corpse. Our generals and ministers have been fighting with houqing for several years, and there is one every month!"

Ye Qian sighed in his heart that he was also a disciple of the sect!

To enjoy the welfare and protection of the clan, we must fight for the clan.

It's a common thing to ask for the way and die in the middle of it!

Now that we are on the road, we should be aware of the dangers and opportunities along the way.

But that is to say, what happened outside the house is a tragedy.

No matter how well the relatives and friends of the fallen cultivator know, when it's their turn, they will also ask why they have such a tragic death and why they are not other people in the sect?

It's impossible without venom!

But this kind of resentment is ferocious and pitiful.

Anger is inevitable.

In particular, the object is still helpless, cultivation is not high, low status of the corpse chaser.

This kind of resentment will naturally be magnified infinitely.

"Just get used to it!"

Su Su's small face added with a sigh.

"They'll leave after a while. It's OK. I'll go with my grandfather. Brother, you need to rest and heal first. If you have anything to do, just call me!"

Su Su comforts Ye Qian, then leaves the guest room in a hurry and goes to his grandfather Liu Neng.

Ye Qian didn't say anything. His spirit was released and he watched for a moment.

As Su Su said, the families of the war dead just yelled at each other to vent their sorrow of having nowhere to settle down. Seeing that Liu Neng and Su Su did not refute each other, they bowed their heads for a long time without saying anything, and soon they stopped.

The shouting and swearing gradually disappeared, and the family members of the dead and Mr. Liu Neng fell into silence.

After a long time, a middle-aged man walked out with his hands arched. With a sad face, he whispered to Liu Neng: "my young son's name is Fukang. I also asked deacon Liu to find out the body and let my husband and wife take it back to the family for burial."

"Fukang!" Liu Neng's face was expressionless. With a wave of his right hand, a charred corpse appeared in the courtyard. He could not see the original appearance. There was a big hole in his heart, and his heart was gone.

"Ah..." Behind the middle-aged man, a beautiful woman saw the body. Her pupils suddenly shrank, but she didn't breathe. She fainted directly.

Even though he knew that his son had died in the war, the corpse turned into this figure, which broke the last breath of the beautiful woman's heart.

Even if it is a practitioner, the white hair people give the black hair people, it is also unbearable.

The middle-aged man suddenly appears beside the beautiful woman and hugs her directly. His eyes are full of bitterness, but he doesn't choose to wake her up with spiritual power!

At this time, maybe it's better to have a faint rest.

Some of the family members nearby also began to cry in a low voice.

Fukang is an inner disciple. His corpses are like this. How can others be better?

"The inner disciple Fukang is here. Please take the token and draw here!"

Liu Neng, a little old man, takes out a table stool from his storage ring, takes out a pair of jade books made of jade slips and spreads them on the table. He looks at the middle-aged man without any emotion.

"Trouble!" The middle-aged man took out a purple token, and a purple light projected from the token into the jade slips on the table.

On the jade slips, a row of words and images suddenly appear, which shows the identity of the middle-aged man. He is the elder of the Chinese and foreign sects. At the same time, it also proves that the middle-aged man is Fukang's father.

"Identity verification, the body of inner disciple Fukang will be exchanged for you!"

Little old Liu Neng nodded and cut off a purple light to melt into the jade slips.

This can be regarded as a painting pledge, leaving the exclusive air plane of the family of the war dead.

"I beg your pardon Liu Neng, the little old man, put the body of his inner disciple Fukang into a storage ring and handed it to the middle-aged man. With a heavy tongue, he spat out two words.

"Ha ha!" The middle-aged man took the ring and pulled out a smile from the corner of his mouth. His favorite young son died miserably. Are you sorry?

Who is to blame?

When menzhong and houqingmen started the war, he also voted for it at the beginning, but also to support the forces behind him. He set an example and sent his young son to the front line. Originally, he pretended to do something in the front line, but now heaven and man are separated forever!

God's will!

The middle-aged people look up with a smile, blue sky and white clouds, pleasant scenery!

He held his wife in one hand and the storage ring with the body of his young son in the other. God!

When the middle-aged people left, others began to take the storage ring containing the corpse from the corpse chaser Liu Neng and left one by one.

Compared with the noise of the time, there was no more noise and abuse.

"If you dare to fight with the scum of houqing gate, Grandpa will break your leg!"Liu Neng, the youngest son, saw off his last family members. He still had five unclaimed remains of his disciples. He looked at the remains and then looked at Su Su, his granddaughter. He touched Su Su Su's head and said harsh words gently.

"Su Su is not stupid!" Su Su rolled her eyes and said, a fool is going to work hard.

"I don't know how many people died for an ancient tomb! Why is that so? "

Liu Neng shook his head, looked at the remains in the courtyard and sighed.

"There are six elders who are more than seven in the peeping realm. There are more than 200 inner disciples and countless outer disciples. If we continue to fight like this, our generals and ministers will be the last one!"

Su Su frowned and said anxiously, "if we die, we won't be able to survive, will we?"

"No!" Little old Liu Neng shook his head. "What do you think houqing's family can do better? Such losses are almost to the limit. If we fight on, we will lose both sides. The patriarch will not be so stupid!"

"That's good!" Su Su was relieved.

"Come on, bury them!" Liu Neng left the courtyard with Su Su and her body.

Ye Qian's spirit watched them leave. He took them back and began to use all his strength to treat the injury.

He didn't know what Liu Neng was going to do. Generally speaking, he didn't know where he came from and met by chance. He was kind-hearted and understandable. Anyway, he was able to save people, but it was a bit too much to bring them back to the clan.

Not to mention, it's the sect of evil.

Ye qian can't believe Liu Neng if he doesn't have a plan.

But how to say, ye Qian owes the love of the two. As long as ye Qian is within his power, Liu Nengming says that ye Qian will not refuse.

This healing is more than one day.

During this period, Liu Neng and his grandchildren came back, but they didn't come to find Ye Qian, or even mention it, as if they didn't pick up anyone.

The next night, ye Qian slowly opened his eyes and stood up.

His wound didn't heal so quickly, only to the extent that his body could move and use a little spiritual power.

This time injured, ye Qian once again experienced the wonder of his body!

The body of the body of the source of Dharma, after the fusion of void blood, the recovery ability of the body makes Ye Qian gape!

Indeed, as shenhuang dingdingling said, even without any elixir, he could recover all his strength in a month at most.

Even if ye Qian's expectation is right, his cultivation can go further and reach the level of peeping into the eight fold later stage of the Taoist realm after he has infused a large number of fourth-class world origins with the spirit of the God barren tripod.

Is this a blessing in disguise?

Ye Qian smiles bitterly. Thinking of the origin of the fourth class world, ye Qian's liver is painful. It's a loser!

"I didn't expect that Liu Neng would still live!"

Ye Qian's body recovered a little, so he was in the mood to look at the room.

The bed he used to lie on was a step-by-step bed made like a cottage.

The three sides of the bed are carved with vivid dragon. In front of the collapse is a corridor, about three feet long.

Further forward, the sight was blocked by the curtain of pearls.

On the left side of the corridor is a brazier.

On the right side, there is a square Hibiscus grain cabinet which is half higher than the bed.

There is a delicate water cart like book shelf on it, and several pieces of jade slips are placed in each water tank.

Ye Qian took out a piece of it and immediately put it back. The words on it were not the current documents, but Zhong Dingwen of ancient times. Ye Qian knew this kind of writing, but he was not proficient in it.

What's more, this is not his home, so he put it back.

Ye Qian tried to stretch his footman. There was nothing uncomfortable about him. Now all his injuries are good, and his inner side is still bad.

A word that is suitable for the situation is that the outside is gold and jade, and the inside is corrupt.

Ye Qian barefoot, pull out the bead curtain, and what you see is a huge four curve tree screen blocking the road to cover the inside and outside, with rivers and mountains in the center of the screen.

The tree screen is divided into two parts. In addition to being isolated from the outside, there is also a wooden bucket for bathing, in which the spring water has been poured.

This is what Su Su poured in in the morning. Ye Qian was healing at that time, but he didn't pay attention to it. At this moment, he realized that Su Su's mind was delicate. He had scab all over his body, eliminated a lot of blood stasis and dirt, and continued to take a bath.

A little magic power is sent into the bucket spring. Without three breaths, a warm white mist rises above the spring.

Ye Qian jumped in directly, washed well, and the whole person was quite comfortable.

After washing, ye Qian passed through the tree screen, and a set of black sandalwood tables and chairs were simply placed in the outer room. The round tabletop, the plum blossom table, and the four legs of the tables and chairs were carved into hollow magpie climbing plum. Another set of purple sand tea set on the table is not carved in any way.

Stepping on the carpet made of pure white fur of unknown animals, ye Qian was quite satisfied with the guest room even though he didn't care about his residence. It wasn't luxurious, but he was very attentive.

When he poured some cold tea from the purple clay pot and was about to quench his thirst, a child about 11 or 12 years old pushed the door with a vermilion food box.Ye Qian's eyes flashed a different color. After a careful look, he saw a pair of velvet like purple horns growing on the child's forehead. The young face carved with jade carving powder has a kind of exquisite beauty that does not belong to the world. It seems that the purple eyes, which are always covered by water mist, mixed with the delicate body, vaguely reveal the indescribable and ambiguous gentleness, which makes people think that he is made of water People, not touch the slightest pyrotechnic rustic!

Is this half demon? Ye Qian felt that he couldn't hold it. He didn't feel any evil.

Seeing ye Qian staring at him blankly, the child gave a sweet smile and two shallow dimples fell out of his cheek. "Do you feel OK? Grandfather sensed that you are awake, let me send some food to the distinguished guests

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