Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

Chi Huasheng had tears in his eyes and a look of grievance on his face.

She and a group of Immortal Sect disciples flew to the side branch of the Demon Clan, but they only met some stragglers from the Demon Clan and the Ghost Sect.

Although it's hard to say how powerful they were, they were outnumbered and it took a lot of time to get away.

When she flew to the ghost gate, it had turned into a vast ocean. She searched all over the dead people but could not see her sister's shadow.

Luo Qingyan was stunned.

Eat peanuts?

Eat sweet potatoes?

Well, this is a really good name. Luo Qingyan praised in her heart.

"Don't be sad. The situation was very chaotic at that time. Maybe your sister is okay! You should go back to Yunqi Palace first to see if your sister has already gone back." Luo Qingyan comforted her.

Although he said so, in that case, Chi Huasheng's sister was probably in a very bad situation.

"Young lady is right, I'm going back to Yunqi Palace to have a look!" Chi Huasheng was about to leave but then turned around and asked as if he remembered something, "Miss, what's your name? Can we be friends?"

Luo Qingyan smiled generously, "My name is Luo Qingyan, and I am a disciple of Fanyin Palace. If you need help in the future, just ask me!"

Chi Huasheng forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Sister Qingyan, I remember, we are destined to meet again!"

Luo Qingyan smiled and waved to her, "See you soon!"

After bidding farewell to Chi Huasheng, Luo Qingyan put away the flying sword and landed on a street in Moling City.

Memories from my childhood keep coming back, and the town is as prosperous as before, like a microcosm of the world. The gambling house is still overcrowded and noisy, and the business at Yihonglou is still booming.

She smiled, as if she saw herself a few years ago, huddled humbly on the street corner, dizzy with hunger, and did not dare to go home and face her adoptive father because she had not begged for money or anything, for fear of being beaten and scolded again.

The memory was a little bitter, Luo Qingyan lowered her eyes and her eyes were slightly red, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Suddenly, I heard a timid little boy with a milky voice asking me, "Is it...Sister Qingyan?"

Luo Qingyan looked back in surprise and saw that it was Goudan whom she had known before!

"You bitch! It's you! Why are you here? I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you? How are you doing?"

Luo Qingyan was pleasantly surprised. When she saw the beggar's clothes and naked feet on Goudan's body, Luo Qingyan suddenly felt bad.

"Goudan, I remember that your family is not doing well, isn't it? You're not rich and you don't have to worry about food and clothing. How come you've become like this in just a few years?!"

After hearing Luo Qingyan's question, Goudan lowered his eyes sadly, and suddenly his face flushed with anger, "Sister Qingyan, after you suddenly disappeared, a cultivator came to Moling City. He was once a disciple of Shushan Sect. Disciple, I didn’t know what happened in Shushan and defected here, relying on my magic skills to bully men and dominate women, and do all kinds of evil!"

When he said this, his voice trembled slightly, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, sniffed and said, "He took in a few street gangsters as his younger brothers in Moling City, collecting protection fees everywhere, robbing merchants, and not giving any money." They beat me to death. My parents were beaten to death by them! My house was also occupied by those gangsters! I was forced to live on the streets begging for food..."

After saying that, Goudan sat down on the ground and cried loudly. It seems like I have to cry out all my grievances.

"Qingyan...Sister...Sister...my parents are both dead...I am the only one left..." he choked while crying.