Yu Linghe couldn't believe it.

The ancestors of the family once asserted that it was almost impossible for Xia Liu, who he picked up in the mountains, to wake up one day.

Because his father took away the red sword in Xia Liu's hand.

This allowed him to spend the night at home and give him some medicinal herbs to heal his wounds.

But what did Yu Linghe see today.

In just three days, Xia Liu came to his senses!

It's incredible!

"Are you alright?"

Seeing Xia Liu's expressionless face, Yu Linghe frowned slightly, and kept gesturing with his hand in front of his eyes.

In the end, it was concluded that Xia Liu's head was broken!

"It's over, it's over, my brain is broken. ”

Yu Linghe said, constantly walking back and forth: "Don't blame me, before I brought you back, you were already seriously injured, and it has nothing to do with me if your brain is broken." ”

"You saved me?"

"Ahh

Hearing Xia Liu's sudden response, Yu Linghe was startled and almost vomited out the calming soup he drank last night.

"As you said, I'm badly injured and have little strength to speak. ”

Xia Liu smiled reluctantly, and bitterness continued to flow through it.

"Oh, then you should hurry up and rest more, in case the injury is more than the injury is good. ”

Knowing that Xia Liu's head was not broken, Yu Linghe breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, he brought him back, and when he saw such a tragic thing, he would always be upset.

"Well, thank you for your concern, my name is Xia Liu, I don't know Miss's name?"

"Yu Linghe, you can just call me Linghe. ”

"Okay Miss Linghe, how long have I slept in total?"

Xia Liu nodded, his character is self-familiar.

To such a strange place, he quickly adapted.

Now he needs to know more.

"Sleep, are you fainting for three days in total? If it weren't for my father bringing you high-grade medicinal herbs, I'm afraid you would still be fainting. ”

For Xia Liu's big words, Yu Linghe was not happy.

You can't be too arrogant, and sometimes, you have to keep a low profile.

"Uh-uh, I see, there's something I want to ask Miss Linghe. ”

Xia Liu couldn't cry or laugh, he was actually taught a lesson by a little girl.

There's no one left.

Think about his past identities.

If it gets out, no one will believe it.

Director of the Northern Regions Polar Dao Alliance, a young monk at the peak of China......

Plus the current identity of the son of the beginning of the prophecy.

If everything is taken out, even the overlord of one side has to be shocked to the outside.

Well, Xia Liu was convinced.

In front of Yu Linghe, who is at the tenth level of Qi cultivation, he is now a junior.

"Just ask any questions, but I don't necessarily have them. ”

Yu Linghe has never been out of the courtyard gate.

This time it was the farthest away, two hundred miles.

And this time, it also made her full of worries about the outside world.

Just a casual outing, I picked up the bloody summer stream.

How dare she leave the family again.

"Where is this?"

"Of course, it's my family. ”

"Whoa, where's the nearest city?"

"I can't answer, I haven't been too far out of the house, except to pick you up and come back this time. ”

Yu Linghe spread his hands, this is the case.

"Okay, Miss Linghe, I seem to have dropped something, have you seen it? ”

"You said that murderous thing......"

Yu Linghe smiled bitterly at this.

Of course she knew where the sword went.

"Eh, does Miss Linghe know?"

"Ahem, don't look at me like that, of course I know where it is, my father said, that sword is a murderous thing, and it takes a high level of cultivation to be able to suppress it, so he took it. ”

"Don't get me wrong, my father snatched your sword, it's that you don't cultivate enough, and keeping it will only bring you closer to death. ”

Yu Linghe was worried that Xia Liu would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained the matter to him.

Dad said that there are not many red swords in the world.

If there is, it must be a murderous thing, and there is no fifteenth layer of Qi cultivation to suppress it.

"Oh, it turns out that the master kept it for me......"

Xia Liu was overjoyed.

As long as the sword is brought back, then there is a chance for you to get it back.

I'm afraid that I will fall in some remote corner, and that will be distressing.

Since Yu Linghe's father is interested in the Flowing Fire Sword, let him help wipe it for a few days.

Now Xia Liu's divine consciousness has not recovered.

The range he can sense is only fifty meters.

Not even a hundred meters from the standard.

So it's normal not to sense the Flowing Fire Sword.

"Ahem, my father said that if you don't practice Qi fifteenth-level cultivation, holding it will only bring disaster. ”

Yu Linghe said seriously: "You see that the seriously injured body is an example, I advise you not to practice the fifteenth layer of qi, or don't hold that murderous thing again." ”

Xia Liu couldn't help but want to laugh.

What kind of fallacy is this?

Didn't Yu Linghe's father want to swallow his own Flowing Fire Sword?

Ha ha!

Xia Liu really wanted to laugh, and this kind of childish statement could be said, and he was also drunk.

But it doesn't matter, wait and see what happens, and when the cultivation is restored, it's just a thought, and the Flowing Fire Sword will come back to your hands.

"Well, your father is right, maybe only by cultivating to reach the fifteenth level of Qi cultivation can he suppress that murderous thing. ”

Xia Liu simply followed Yu Linghe's words and continued to do so.

"I'm glad you think so, can you tell me what happened before you did?"

"If Miss Linghe is interested, you can sit down and I'll tell you slowly. ”

After Yu Linghe sat down, Xia Liu started his performance.

An hour later, Yu Linghe looked at Xia Liu with envy and adoration.

There is no other reason.

Xia Liu said that he was just a casual cultivator, accidentally obtained a murderous object, and then went into the mountains to explore, and finally encountered a group of bears, and then fought fiercely.

But the bear's physical body was too strong, and Xia Liu, who practiced the fifth layer of qi, was not an opponent, and finally collapsed after exhausting his energy.

Yu Linghe really worships Xia Liu.

Only by practicing the fifth layer of qi, you dare to enter the depths of the barren veins.

He may not know that there are powerful spirit beasts in that area.

If one is not careful, even if it is the tenth layer of Qi training, it will fall.

Yu Linghe only had ten layers of Qi training, but he didn't even have half of Xia Liu's courage.

Maybe that's why I'm slow to improve.

"What are you all talking about?"

Suddenly, a majestic voice came from outside the house.

It was accompanied by a coercion of a fifteenth-layer peak cultivator of Qi cultivation.

Xia Liu felt uncomfortable, and just as the essence and blood rushed into his throat, the coercion disappeared in an instant.

"Sorry little one, didn't hurt you, did you?"

After the coercion dissipated, a majestic figure stepped into the room.

The person who came was no more than fifty years old.

Looks very young.

But the restrained aura makes people can't help but tremble.

The person who came was the contemporary master of the Yu family, Yu Meng!

"Daddy, you want him to die......"

Looking at his father's hippie smiling face, Yu Linghe smiled bitterly.

She sensed the strong coercion just now, but it didn't have much side effect on her, but it was different for Xia Liu......

(End of chapter)