C9

Gu Hua quietly crawled to Li Xiaoming's side. Li Daoming was already at his limits, blood constantly trickling out from his mouth. However, his eyes were staring straight at his only brother, filled with worry.

"Xiaoming …" He coughed, tightly holding onto his brother's hand, and said to him in an intermittent manner: "Don't … cough cough, brother …" "Brother, take revenge, you must be careful …" The youth's chest was drenched in blood, as if it would never run out.

"You must... Take good care of your parents … And, and … "No more tears …" His brother was only seven years old. He couldn't stop worrying, but he had no other choice.

"Brother." The seven-year-old blinked, tears still rolling in his eyes. "You don't want to die." He knew that he was wrong. It was his cowardice that hurt his brother. He already knew that he was wrong. Could his brother not leave …

"I don't blame you …" The youth smiled indulgently. He raised his hand and let it hang down forever. His eyes were wide open, but it did not let go of his worry.

"Brother!" He did not cry, his eyes glazed over, he did not think at all. Gu Hua Wei who was at the side cried her heart out for him.

She never knew that a person who was still fine one second ago could have passed away so decisively in the next.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely take good care of my parents and will definitely avenge you!" He looked in the direction that Yun Ying had disappeared to, her eyes filled with dense, cold hatred! His brother must not die in vain! If she did not avenge this enmity, he, Li Xiaoming, swore he would not be a man!

Other than Gu Hua Wei, no one else could hear his low voice.

"Are there any more children?" The middle-aged man's deep voice came from behind. It was a Foundation Establishment cultivator. He carried the pale-faced Yun Ying and a few Refinement Stage disciples followed behind him. It was obvious that he had just noticed that the child was still alive.

"Immortals, we are still alive." She had ran far away, thinking that these three eyesore had been killed by the Rank 3 Demonic Beast. She did not expect that the Yun Sect would dispatch people this quickly, and only one died, leaving behind two pieces of trash!

"My brother was killed by a demon beast." She began to cry again, pitifully.

The Foundation Establishment stage cultivator immediately handed the cloud image to the person behind him. He held Gu Hua Wei, whose face was crying dirty, and felt his heart ache, "Don't cry, don't cry. Big brother just went to a further place, he will always live in your heart." The Foundation Establishment cultivator wiped her face with a handkerchief and sighed.

No one would have expected that a Rank 3 Demonic Beast would appear in the Misty Forest, which had always been under strict surveillance. Moreover, it had caused the death of a few children.

"I miss my brother." Seeing that the resentful Li Xiaoming had finally returned to normal, Lady Gu stopped crying. He then pulled Li Xiaoming by the hand, and the two of them carried Li Daoming away from the saber-toothed tiger, and placed him in the grass to the side. Only then did they clean up Li Daoming's face.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator examined the three youths who were no longer alive, and his expression became even more gloomy. The three youths were all seriously injured, and it was very likely that they would never be able to cultivate their Dao in their entire lives.

"How is it, Immortal? Will anything happen to them?" Yun Ying no longer had the complacency she had when she killed demon beasts. Seeing the ugly expression of the Foundation Establishment cultivator, she was a little scared. She shrunk into the arms of the person holding him, as if she was about to cry. Although she was more mature and vicious than an ordinary little girl, she was still only a little girl.

"Send them all back." Ignoring the clamor around him and the blurry teary clouds, the Foundation Establishment stage cultivator instructed the disciples behind him and walked over, about to carry Gu Hua Wei and Li Xiaoming away.

"My brother, I want to bring him." He could not let them send his brother home, he could not let his parents know that his brother was dead, and he would definitely not let his brother turn into a violent corpse in the wilderness. He would take his brother with him and let him see him with his own eyes.

"Alright." The Foundation Establishment stage cultivator seemed to understand the feelings of a child and immediately placed a fire piston in the grass. The green grass wrapped around Li Daming's corpse and started to burn.

Li Xiaoming wrapped his brother's ashes with a piece of silk. The Foundation Establishment stage cultivator handed over a porcelain bottle and placed the ashes inside.

His innocent face relaxed, and finally he was no longer as distressed as before.

Seeing that everything had been arranged, the Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator picked up the trembling Li Xiaoming and Gu Hua Wei and summoned a shining sword. The sword hilt was carved with a dragon's carving and was adorned with jade.

The cultivator stood on his sword in midair and rode it through the forest, straight into the clouds, and in an instant, the misty forest was nowhere to be seen.

Gu Hua smacked her lips. She was definitely going to learn how to ride the sword in the future, just like how she would in modern times. She was able to drive while enjoying the scenery.