Chapter 339

Seventy years later, Li han'er turned into a middle-aged man with a six point resemblance to his father. In the past few decades, he did not break through the foundation period, but he was a martial artist on the ninth floor of Qi refining, with a life span of up to 200 years. Now he is also in his prime of life.

"No, Sisi wants to hear grandpa ye tell me a story." The girl laughed loudly, made faces at Li han'er, and clung to Ye Xuan's arm.

"Sisi, don't mess around. Grandpa Ye is old. Don't disturb his rest." Yang Shanshan turned into a middle-aged beautiful woman and came with a kind mother's dignity. She also asked the girl to toot her mouth and hide behind Ye Xuan.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Ye Xuan's rickety body trembled slightly, and a few violent coughs from time to time in his mouth also changed the complexion of Li han'er and his wife. He took a pill and quickly took it to Ye Xuan, which made Ye Xuan feel better.

"Grandpa ye, Sisi won't pull your beard anymore. Don't sleep like grandpa and don't ignore Lisi."

Just after Li Shan's death, the girl didn't know what life and death were. She kept stroking Ye Xuan's back, and a sad color appeared on her young face.

The wrinkles on Ye Xuan's face became thicker and thicker, and his voice said kindly, "Sisi is good. Grandpa doesn't sleep, but you're still young. I want you to listen to your parents. When Sisi wakes up tomorrow, Grandpa will tell you the story, okay?"

"Yes."

The girl nodded heavily and quickly returned to the wing room.

"Uncle Ye, if Han Er can share his life with you and his parents, he will have no regrets even if he dies a hundred times." Looking at Ye Xuan's twilight state, Li han'er looked sad, and there was a great sadness in the bottom of his eyes.

"You child, everyone will die, and your Uncle Ye is not an immortal. How can you escape the way of life and death!"

"Brother Li is gone and sister-in-law is old. In the only time, your husband and wife should accompany her more. Don't always run to me in the future."

Ye Xuan said a lot, just like every old man. In his old age, he will always talk to his younger generation.

"Hey!"

Ye Xuan sighed heavily, "I want to be saved by your family in those years. In a twinkling of an eye, it has been 70 years. Years are unforgiving."

"When your father was alive, our two brothers could always get together and drink a jar of spirits, but when he left, no one was with me."

"Uncle Ye, what do you think this is?" I don't know when, a jar of liquor appeared in Li han'er's hand and placed it in front of Ye Xuan.

"Ha ha!"

Looking at the liquor in front of him, ye Xuan smiled, but the laughter contained a little desolation.

"Well, well, you have a heart. I know your Uncle Ye is good."

"Uncle Ye, although his father is gone, han'er is still with you. Today, han'er is not drunk with you." Li han'er grinned. He opened the wine seal and filled Ye Xuan with wine. Uncle and nephew drank happily in front of the stove.

Yang Shanshan accompanied them and brought rich dishes from time to time. Whenever they drank up the wine in their bowls, they would skillfully fill them with wine.

When he was old, he didn't drink as much as he used to. Just after three bowls of wine, ye Xuan was already drunk and slept on the bed while muttering to himself.

The couple carefully covered the quilt for ye Xuan, and then returned to the wing room to hold the girl in their arms. Since then, they have returned to their mother's in laws. Obviously, this night has passed, and tomorrow will usher in a new day!

But!

God, there are unexpected situations, people, there are misfortunes and blessings.

Mortals are like mole ants, and their lives are fragile, not to mention the chaotic Xiuxian world?

Dark clouds are pressing the city, and the city is about to be destroyed. The armor light is spreading to the sun!

Outside Qingtian town.

Thousands of immortals cross the sky and can't see the end at a glance. A black flag crosses between heaven and earth. The fierce air pervades all parts of heaven and earth. The breath of extreme desolation covers the cold wind of heaven and earth, and its spiritual power can shock through the endless void.

The three immortals of the evil way stood in the void. When their eyes opened and closed, it was like a sea of blood churning in their eyes. The towering and fierce breath shook the void in all directions and made people look at it at a glance, raising a sense of horror in their hearts.

"Qingtian town is in a bitter cold all year round. The Xiuxian sect around it is extremely weak, and it is not peeped by the Xiuxian sect. It just becomes the place of blood sacrifice for our Sanxian sect."

"My disciples have already made it clear that the highest person in Qingtian town is a martial artist on the ninth floor of Qi refining. He doesn't even have a foundation period. It's just a small effort for our Sanxian sect to kill the city."

"The art of blood sacrifice has dry heaven and harmony. It must not be known by major Xiuxian sects. We should make a quick decision."

The light of the three people was shining, and their voice was extremely cold.

Boom!

The bright blood light destroyed the mountains and the city, rumbled and exploded in the void for thousands of miles, and thousands of demon cultivators poured into Qingtian town with a ferocious and bloodthirsty roar.

Qingtian Town, which has been calm for thousands of years after the wind and snow stopped and the killing came, was finally broken today, which also brought unimaginable havoc to the mortals of the whole Qingtian town.

"Kill!"

The sky black flag suppressed the void. Endless blood poured down and covered the whole Qingtian town. Even a fly could not escape.

The light of the knife was cold and blood was spilled. When thousands of demon practitioners broke into Qingtian Town, the mortals of the whole Qingtian town fell into extreme panic.

The whole Qingtian town was completely involved in bloody killings. As mortals, they were just pigs, dogs and livestock in the eyes of demon practitioners.

The sword awned and roared, the blood was cold and fierce, the blood was flying, and the white snow was stained with desolation and beauty. Thousands of demon road immortals were advancing. Wherever they went, they never left any living mouth. A large amount of blood dyed the streets red, with a strong pungent smell of blood, which made people want to vomit.

In the Li family's house, the lights are bright and the sound of killing is heard all the time. Li han'er is holding a steel knife in his hand. His expression is extremely sad. Each knife is split with a terrorist blade, and he is fighting with several immortals in the period of Qi refining.

"Shanshan, you take Sisi and your mother first. I'll pick up Uncle Ye." Li han'er roared loudly. He exchanged injuries for injuries to block several people, so that his wife, children and mother could leave smoothly.

"Han'er, you must save your Uncle Ye." Sister-in-law Li was leaning on a crutch. Her voice was hoarse and extremely sad.

"Mom, don't worry, husband. He will save Uncle Ye. Let's go out of town first." Yang Shanshan, holding a sharp sword and crying thoughts in her arms, helped her mother-in-law out of the house quickly and fled along the path in the town.