Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Ye Xiaochuan felt that his ancestor Ye Cha always gave him bad advice.

A few days ago, he kept calling Senior Sister Yun's name in his sleep.

It's only been a few days, and Nangong Fu can believe that he has forgotten Yun Qiyou?

If Nangong Fu was really that kind of stupid woman with no big breasts and no brains, she would not have beaten the Nanhai casual cultivators so hard that they had no chance to fight back, forced Wan Duzi to think about emigrating all day long, and would not have caused the Demon Cult headaches for so many years.

Ye Cha said: "If you don't try, how do you know if she is stupid?

Anyway, I've given you the idea, you can think about it yourself."

This is a typical Schrödinger's cat.

Ye Xiaochuan began to weigh it in his heart.

He didn't cry out in pain these days, one of which was that he didn't want to worry Senior Sister Yun outside.

Second, in this battle between a man and a woman, he didn't want to be conquered by Nangong Fu.

If he gave up now, the pain of the previous three days would have been in vain.

But Ye Xiaochuan didn't know when Cha Min and the other goddesses would come back, nor did he know when Nangong Fu would return.

He didn't know what vicious methods Nangong Fu, who was full of resentment and mentally twisted and perverted, would use to torture himself in the future.

He could grit his teeth and endure all the pain. Even if he was tied to a stick and roasted on the flame, he would not cry out.

But when people are in pain, some instinctive movements and eyes cannot be concealed.

For example, tonight, Yun Qiyou discovered the flash of pain in his eyes.

After thinking for a long time, Ye Xiaochuan finally chose to continue to endure.

He could endure as long as he could.

When he really couldn't bear it anymore, it wouldn't be too late to sing "Conquer" to Nangong Fu.

Anyway, Ye Xiaochuan knew that Nangong Fu would only torture himself and would never kill him.

As long as his life was not lost, it would be fine.

The next day, early morning.

Longmen Inn.

In just six or seven days, Master Xu's disciples had grown a lot.

There were only more than a hundred people before, but now the number has exceeded three hundred.

The newly joined teenagers are almost all people from the nine surnames of Zhaowu outside the Great Wall.

They are more like Han people and more dependent on Han people.

They don't want to go to the distant Black Water River, but want to enter the Middle Earth to avoid this catastrophe.

However, Yumen Pass has been completely closed. In order to stop the pace of the heavenly army's attack, the gate of Yumen Pass has been completely blocked by countless huge rocks. Only the highly mobile cavalry and the Red Feather Army stationed in Longbei Mountain for training all day are left outside the pass.

Now the people wandering around Yumen Pass have also known that there is no hope of entering the pass, and they have moved westward.

At this moment, there is water and some food near Longmen, so a large number of refugees appear near the ancient city of Longmen with their families every day.

Now there are many felt tents in the north, east and west of the ancient city of Longmen.

Everyone knows that there are hundreds of sheep in the backyard of Longmen Inn, but even if they starve to death in this desert, no one will steal sheep anymore.

Because they all knew that the hundreds of sheep were for the children who were going to school.

No matter how poor, children should not be poor, and no matter how hard, education should not be hard.

Even if the catastrophe will come tomorrow morning, the schoolwork tonight must be completed.

This is the inheritance of civilization, the inheritance of culture, and the inheritance of thought, which must not be interrupted.

With more and more refugees near the ancient city of Longmen, the problem of food shortage has become prominent.

Every day, corpses are pulled westward by skinny camels, away from refugee camps and water sources, so as not to cause plague.

Fortunately, the Red Feather Army is not a heartless people.

They went abroad to fight, prepared their own food and weapons, and did not eat a grain of food in the world.

After Nangong Yan learned that many refugees in the vicinity starved to death every day, he ordered the allocation of some military rations pulled from Kunlun Wonderland and opened four porridge places near Longmen Inn.

Although drinking porridge is not enough to fill you up, you will not starve to death.

In this troubled autumn, being able to survive is the greatest luck. Who would care about eating enough and eating well?

This morning, just after dawn, Dugu Changfeng squatted at the door of the inn and brushed his teeth with a cork dipped in salt.

After rinsing his mouth, he was about to brush the teeth of Aba beside him.

Suddenly, a woman's voice sounded.

Said: "Let me do it."

Dugu Changfeng and Aba looked up and saw a veiled woman standing behind them at some point.

Although the woman was veiled, Changfeng and Aba still recognized her.

Aba's turbid and lifeless eyes suddenly brightened.

Dugu Changfeng was even happier and shouted: "Aunt Juan, why are you here?

Is my mother here too?"

Yang Juaner shook her head and said: "I came here by myself this time, your mother didn't come here, she is very busy recently, and she will come to see you after she is done."

Hearing this, Dugu Changfeng curled his lips and seemed a little sad.

Yang Juaner patted Dugu Changfeng on the head and said, "Don't be angry, your friends are waiting for you to herd sheep and study."

Dugu Changfeng was also used to life without his mother. He turned his head and looked to the north. Sure enough, he saw many young people waiting for him there with small stools.

Some young people had already opened the sheepfold skillfully and drove the sheep out to the grassland in the northwest of Longbei Mountain.

Dugu Changfeng knew that every time Aunt Juan came, she would take care of Aba personally.

So, he handed the cork and salt jar to Yang Juaner.

Said: "Aunt Juan, you take care of Aba first, I'll go herd the sheep!"

Qin Guichen leaned on the kitchen door and watched Yang Juaner squat down to wash Aba.

She didn't mean to disturb him.

Yesterday, Yu Linglong sent her a message, briefly telling her about Yang Juan'er's situation and asking Qin Guichen to take more care of Yang Juan'er at Longmen Inn.

Qin Guichen and Yang Juaner have never been enemies. Although Yang Juaner rarely talks to Qin Guichen every time she comes over, they all know that they are friends with each other.

After learning about Yang Juan'er's situation from Yu Linglong's mouth, Qin Guichen sighed secretly in his heart.

She never expected that Yang Juaner's life in the Hehuan sect had been so bad in the past few years.

Now I have a big belly and I don’t even know who the father is.

It's extremely sad.

Yang Juaner took off her veil and didn't dislike Aba. After helping him wash up, she stood up and saw Qin Guichen looking at her.

She smiled, it was very shallow and very bitter.

Qin Guichen also smiled.

It was just that she was worried about Ye Xiaochuan's safety, so she was always in a bad mood, and her smile was a little forced.

Yang Juaner placed Aba on the wooden rake and plow that Ye Xiaochuan made for him.

Said: "My dear friend, I will take Aba out for a walk."

Qin's girlfriend said: "A lot of people have come to Longmen in recent days. Don't go too far."

Yang Juaner said: "I know."

She pulled the rope at the front of the rake and walked slowly in the direction of the rising sun.