Action to Save Little White Flower [Quick Transmigration GL]

"What happened back then, how did I come to you, and who told you what, you'd better tell the truth, or be careful."

The proprietress has a hot temper, but she is not very courageous, especially when Shen Qingwei can stab her to death with a sword at any time.

The world of comprehension doesn't pay much attention to legal ethics. If you die, you are dead. Those who have a backer can take revenge, but those who don't have a backer are like roadside ants. Whoever tramples an ant to death still remembers to apologize?

As soon as Shen Qingwei threatened, she tremblingly explained everything she knew.

"It's the real Yong'an. It was the real Yong'an who brought you here. At that time, you were only a few months old. He said that he would give me two low-grade spirit stones every year and let me raise you up..."

For mortals, spirit stones are extremely valuable, and two low-grade spirit stones are enough to exchange for a hundred taels of gold.

After explaining the background, she told her how Master Yong'an told her to keep a secret, and how she raped Shen Qingwei.

While talking, the proprietress burst into tears.

"I'm not heartless either. If it wasn't for the truth, I wouldn't dare to treat you like this. When you were hugged, you were so small that you cried until you lost your voice. It's so pitiful. I'd better borrow it from the next door. milk..."

"Stop talking nonsense," Shen Qingwei raised her chin lightly, "Are the things from my past still there?"

Zhao Xingyue reminded her of this sentence. In the realm of comprehension where materials are not circulated, the fabrics and many things in each city are unique to the local area. If you can find the swaddling clothes from that year, you may be able to use the information left on the swaddling clothes. Find Shen Qingwei's family.

"Yes, yes." The proprietress has never been grateful for her behavior of piling up like a hamster for a moment. After getting permission, she quickly got into the room at the back of the tavern and started searching.

Shen Qingwei didn't follow her in. As a mortal, she boasted that she could stand it.

She lowered her eyes and noticed that she was in a low mood. The green snake raised her head, rubbed her chin, and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"Senior, you said...my parents, are they still there? Do they remember me? They..."

Shen Qingwei's parents had long been buried under the sword of the Demon Lord.

Zhao Xingyue knew it well, but she just said coldly: "If you check it, you will know."

It was obviously a simple sentence, but a warm current ran through Shen Qingwei's heart for no reason.

The cultivation world pays attention to cutting off feelings, and disciples who worship in the immortal gate are often asked to cut off the connection with their relatives in the world.

In her opinion, Zhao Xingyue promised her to find relatives, which was already a great compromise.

She knew very well that rather than wasting time doing these useless things, the other party would probably prefer to practice day and night in order to improve her own strength.

Her misunderstanding Zhao Xingyue didn't know that she was willing to come out with Shen Qingwei, but it was because in her opinion, Shen Qingwei was a bit self-motivated. I'm afraid there is nothing more vengeful than killing one's father and mother. People are motivated.

"It's still there, Fairy. The villain has kept it for you. Look, it's just like new."

On this point, the proprietress did not lie.

After being swaddled for decades, the fabric is still brand new, as if it was taken off the baby yesterday.

Zhao Xingyue recognized the material of the fabric at a glance.

"Natural silk that is warm in winter and cool in summer? This material is quite precious. It seems that your family's conditions should be good. But... this kind of fabric is usually used to make clothes, and it is usually used by a family of cultivation."

The trail is broken.

The cultivation family is using it, which means that this thing may come from any place, any city in the huge Nine Heavens Continent.

After all, there are flying swords, cranes, and special flying boats in the cultivation world, so it is very convenient to move goods.

Shen Qingwei couldn't hide her disappointment.

Even if it is a family of cultivation, the cultivation world is so big, and there are hundreds of families surnamed Shen, if not eighty.

When Shen Qingwei was checking the baby, the proprietress secretly glanced at her, her expression flickering.

Shen Qingwei, who was engrossed, didn't notice, but Zhao Xingyue, who was keen, noticed the gaze immediately. She said slowly, "I think this woman is probably more greedy than you think."

Shen Qingwei reacted immediately, and threw the long sword on the proprietress's neck, and said coldly: "You better be honest, what else have you not handed over?"

What the proprietress didn't hand over was a jade pendant.

The top-quality white jade is rich in aura, and it is not extraordinary at a glance.

No wonder the proprietress was unwilling to hand it over.

Shen Qingwei's name was written on one side of the jade pendant, and a pattern was engraved on the other side. The pattern was very familiar. Shen Qingwei rubbed it for a while before she suddenly realized where she had seen this pattern.

After directly knocking out the proprietress, she stuck the jade pendant on her forehead, and her consciousness came out through her body——

Among the clouds and mist, the tall city is looming, restaurants, flat buildings and small courtyards, one by one to build a city's delicacy and grandeur.

It is not so much a jade pendant as it is a jade talisman.

It's just that the jade pendant in the Sutra Pavilion inside the Zhengqi School mostly records exercises. After entering the spiritual consciousness, what you see is either words or moves, but this jade talisman records the scene of a city.

Shen Qingwei heard that this kind of jade talisman was mostly worn by the children of the lord of a city.

And she happened to have been to the city recorded in the jade talisman.

"Sapphire City, Sapphire City," Shen Qingwei couldn't help herself excitedly, "Senior, senior, my parents are the lords of Sapphire City, they must still be alive, they must be alive!"

The lords of a city are at least the monks in the Foundation Establishment period, and their lifespan is as long as 200 years. It is not surprising that Shen Qingwei made this speculation.

Zhao Xingyue didn't agree with her happiness, what she thought was how sad this silly girl would be if she knew the truth.

She suddenly wanted to take Shen Qingwei back, and not let her go to Qingyu City to find her parents.

Rather than hearing the news of her parents' death with her own ears, it would be better to let her have illusory joy, thinking that her parents are still alive.

When she was happy, Shen Qingwei even forgot what she said when she came here, she would definitely teach the proprietress a lesson she will never forget.

She forgot, Zhao Xingyue didn't forget, the little green snake raised its head, a little blue light jumped out from its forehead, and fell into the body of the woman on the ground.

The ugly woman's body twitched slightly, her face aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shen Qingwei doesn't care about what happened to her when she was young, but it doesn't mean that Zhao Xingyue doesn't care.

"Senior, do you think my parents know that I'm still alive?"

"Senior, how many children do you think our family will have? Will I have older brothers and sisters, or younger brothers and sisters?"

"Senior, do you think I should prepare anything?"

Zhao Xingyue yawned, indicating that as a snake, she was about to hibernate.

Shen Qingwei: "..."

Zhao Xingyue's sudden hibernation made Shen Qingwei a little disappointed, but compared to the loss, the news of her parents made her more excited.

Stuffed the green snake that had completely lost consciousness into his arms, and made a good disguise—thanks to Senior Green Snake, even though Shen Qingwei's arrest warrants were posted all over the city in collusion with the magic cultivator, no one recognized her.

A few times she brushed shoulders with righteous people, her heart was about to jump out, but she was ignored by the other party.

For this, Zhao Xingyue laughed. A Nascent Soul Stage cultivator is actually afraid of his hands and feet. He is afraid that a few juniors in the Qi Cultivation Stage will really practice like a dog.

Shen Qingwei: "..." I don't know how to explain it.

She's not afraid, she's just...

"It's such a pity, I didn't expect Senior Sister Shen to join Moxiu."

"Perhaps Senior Sister Shen has some last resort. You all know that magic cultivators have a lot of tricks..."

"Hey, what's the problem, I only know that she colluded with the demon cultivator and tried to open the big formation of the mountain gate. If the master didn't find out early, she would have almost become it. The master was also poisoned because of this, tsk tsk..."

Not far away, several disciples of Zhengqi Sect, dressed in white disciple uniforms and wearing long swords, were walking on the street with an air of immortality, chatting as if no one else was around.

Those who recognized the uniforms of Zhengqi sect disciples all cast envious and admiring glances at them.

They were obviously used to being watched like this. As disciples of Zhengqi Sect, they had such capital and qualifications.

Shen Qingwei hid under the eaves in the corner, silently watching them pass by her.

She is indeed not afraid of being discovered, she is just afraid of facing her former classmates.

In the past, she also swam arm in arm with her senior brothers and sisters, discussing enthusiastically like them about exorcising demons and defending Taoism, wearing white disciple clothes, bathed in everyone's eyes, and walking on the street openly and aboveboard.

Putting on the hood, even though she had changed her appearance, as a wanted person, Shen Qingwei was still not used to exposing her face openly.

Although this will only make others feel more strange.

"stop!"

Looking at the righteous disciples in front of her, Shen Qingwei involuntarily showed a trace of nervousness on her face.

"Those who hide their heads and show their tails, are they guilty of guilt and take off their hats?"

Several Zhengqi sect disciples were Qi-refining monks who had just come out to do the task. The three of them surrounded Shen Qingwei, with obviously nervous expressions on their faces.

There were very few people in the place where they were, and it was in a corner covered by a pergola. Unless people on the road deliberately glanced in this direction, they would only see the four people confronting each other.

Even though she knew that the face under the hood was not her own, Shen Qingwei still couldn't help trembling slightly with her hand on the hood.

Until she heard a sneer.

"A monk in the Nascent Soul Stage?"

The familiar female voice taunted her, but all of a sudden calmed her uneasiness.

Shen Qingwei took a deep breath, glanced at the faces of several Zhengqi Sect disciples, lowered her voice, and imitated Zhao Xingyue's tone: "Are all the disciples from the Zhengqi Sect so rude?"

The cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Stage was no longer hidden, and the cheeks of several Qi Refining Stage disciples instantly turned pale.

They gathered around because they were fledglings, saw Shen Qingwei acting strangely, and didn't feel the powerful fluctuations of spiritual power from her. Who would have thought that she had hidden her cultivation.

"Senior, I'm sorry, but this junior has offended me."

This coercion is at least as strong as that of a monk above the Nascent Soul stage.

The Nascent Soul stage monks are often hundreds of thousands of old monsters, and their tempers are getting weirder and weirder, so they can't be easily offended.

"My deity is in a good mood today, go away."

"Yes, yes, thank you, Senior, for having a lot."

"Thank you senior."

Seeing several Zhengqi sect disciples who were still full of arrogance a moment ago, they scrambled and scrambled, and left in a way that could be called a mess.

Shen Qingwei lowered her eyes with a complicated expression.

She gently stroked the green snake in her arms, and whispered: "Senior..."

It seems to be acting like a baby, and it seems to be looking for some support.

Green Snake didn't answer, as if the female voice that appeared in her mind just now was just an illusion.

She closed her hood and walked out of the city. There was another city, which was Qingyu City.