Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Yangchun March

The breeze blows on my face and the path is filled with the fragrance of flowers!

There is a beautiful farm outside Shendu City. There are many terraced fields and small attics built on the mountain. The fields are full of green seedlings and hard-working tenant farmers, which makes people feel so relaxed and happy that they can't bear to look away.

However, there are several loess tombs on the left side of the farm and forest!

A simple thatched house was built nearby, and two women wearing plain white cloth lived here. They farmed their own crops and guarded the tombs, just like hermits retreating to the countryside.

They are Yan Qinghe and Qiu Ju!

Buried in the tomb are naturally the relatives of Old Wei and the Yan family. Grandma Wang is old and has passed away, so she is also buried here.

The two girls moved here since the incident in Wei Mansion.

They work at sunrise and rest at sundown every day. Inside and outside the farm are all old people from the Chamber of Commerce and dead soldiers trained by Yanyu Tower, so no one bothers them.

It's just because of excessive sadness!

Yan Qinghe has been in poor health.

Daily hard work made her complexion turn pale, she would cough softly from time to time, and her whole body had lost a lot of weight.

"Sister-in-law, it's windy today. You should go back and rest first!" Qiu Ju squatted in front of the grave and pulled weeds, her face full of concern.

"It doesn't matter!" Yan Qinghe said softly: "You can relax your body after a little hard work. It's a pity that I am not talented enough to practice martial arts to strengthen my body like you, otherwise I wouldn't be so fragile."

"It doesn't matter if you don't practice martial arts, you won't be able to marry someone like me." Qiu Ju chuckled and joked: "Brother Wei likes you very much."

"Nonsense!"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Yan Qinghe's pale face.

But it was soon replaced by a sad look, and after sighing, I felt even more sad.

"Sister-in-law, don't think too much!" Qiu Ju comforted awkwardly: "Maybe Brother Wei will be back in the next two days?"

"Maybe!"

Yan Qinghe smiled bitterly.

But the next moment, the smile froze on her face, because she saw two tall figures strolling towards them, one of whom was the person she wanted to see.

"Husband?"

"Brother Wei?"

Both women exclaimed in low voices.

Immediately afterwards, a delicate body fell into Wei Hong's arms, holding Yan Qinghe's graceful body that was almost blown away by a gust of wind. He couldn't help but feel distressed.

After a long time!

Thousands of words turned into just one sigh!

Luan Xiaoqi and Qiu Ju left hand in hand knowingly. They walked side by side into the distance, with bursts of relaxation and joy on their faces.

Wei Hong's return made them no longer confused and anxious!

No matter how many ups and downs we have experienced, this moment seems to be the end of the rain, which is enough to make people feel at ease.

Wei Hong hugged Yan Qinghe and said nothing!

He just hugged her for a long time, and he couldn't help but tremble all over until he held her hand, because he actually felt her unusual pulse.

"How could this be?" Wei Hong frowned in shock: "Why is your body so depleted?"

"It's okay!" Yan Qinghe comforted softly: "It's just that I have been infected with the cold these days."

Wei Hong fell silent again.

He is not a quack who doesn't understand anything. There are only a few people in the world who can compete with him in medical skills. They can tell what's going on with just one pulse.

Yan Qinghe's body has long been hollowed out by daily worries. She has not yet reached her twenties this year, and her whole body has been exhausted. She is probably weaker than an old man in her seventies.

Where did she get the cold?

It was obvious that I was thinking and worrying day and night, making it difficult to fall asleep, and the body was exhausted from the stress.

"Didn't I tell you? I will definitely come back alive when I go to Shen Jianyuan. It can be as short as one or two years or as long as three to five years. Just remember to take care of your health." Wei Hong sighed and said helplessly: "What a small thing. Is the turmoil so serious?"

"Husband, don't blame me!" Yan Qinghe said bitterly and sadly, "I just blame myself for being so useless. I couldn't let my grandfather enjoy his old age in peace, and I couldn't protect my younger brothers and sisters. It's really..."

She looked faintly at several tombs, her eyes filled with regret again!

Wei Hong couldn't imagine how she tortured herself. How could her body not collapse if she continued like this until he came back?

Even if he had great medical skills, he would only be able to give her two or three more years of life at most!

But fortunately, he will soon enter the world of immortality. When the time comes, he only needs to take her with him and slowly inhale the spiritual energy for a long time to heal her.

If we are lucky enough to embark on the path of cultivating immortality together, it is unknown to live a long life of thousands of years.

"These days have been tough on you!" Wei Hong took her hand, slowly knelt in front of Old Wei's grave, and said with a cold face: "I will avenge my grandfather, and I will avenge your younger brothers and sisters as well. If you know how to retaliate, none of your enemies will be able to escape!"

"However, there is no need to be too sad because the deceased has passed away. We mortals are like ants, and we must survive strong."

"Follow me to the world of immortality. Your body is too deficient. Even with my peerless medical skills, I can't make up for it. Only the world of immortality can make you fully recover."

Yan Qinghe was not surprised by this!

She had already guessed that Wei Hong would not be trapped in this world for a long time, and sooner or later he would gallop further away, but she did not expect that it would come so soon.

She neither refused nor agreed!

He just asked softly: "How long can I live?"

"Using internal force to comb the body and conditioning it with decoctions, it will not be a problem to maintain it for a year or two." Wei Hong sighed: "It's all my fault for coming back too late. If you had come back earlier, you wouldn't have such a disaster."

"It's not my husband's fault!" Yan Qinghe murmured with satisfaction: "One or two years is enough!"

"What?" Wei Hong was shocked: "You don't want to go to the world of immortality?"

"It's hard to leave my homeland. I only hope that my husband will accompany me through the last part of my life. I will have no regrets!" Yan Qinghe sighed in a low voice: "What if I go to the world of immortality? What if I live for thousands of years? ? In the end, don’t you want to become a dodder flower that is attached to you, waiting for your husband with lustful eyes and being a burden to you? This kind of life is very hard and bitter, and Qinghe no longer wants to! "

Wei Hong was shocked and at the same time extremely puzzled!

He is a man who cares about the world. He is obsessed with improving his strength and flying around the world. He has long been indifferent to life and death. He goes wherever he goes just to have a chance in this world.

Yan Qinghe is a woman who likes to be sad about spring and autumn.

She is as gentle as water, with a short-lived love life. When she was young, she came from a wealthy family and was favored. However, when a sudden change occurred at home, she had no choice but to support her family.

She may have been tired over the years!

The deaths of Old Wei and her younger siblings became the straw that broke the camel's back. If she had not waited for Wei Hong to come back, she would have ended her life with a piece of white silk, and she would not have had the energy to accompany him. Going to the world of immortality?

"It's a blessing to be able to walk together on the road of life. Qinghe has no regrets in this life." Yan Qinghe said with emotion.

Wei Hong opened his mouth and finally said nothing, just let out a long sigh!