hug that god

In a city and village, the sun was gloomy, and the sky was filled with gray-red clouds and mist. Li Qifu's medical bag was thrown out roughly, and the ground was in a mess.

His eyes were cold, with a raging fire.

His house is burning.

A group of ordinary people in different clothes, frowning and grim, punched and kicked him fiercely, muttering words.

Said that he is Shen Yuexiu's younger brother, Shen Yuexiu betrayed the human race, colluded with the demon race, and caused Shen Mo's house to be wiped out.

He is his younger brother, so it's not much better. It's all a lie to practice medicine with hanging pots, to help the world and save people.

I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd, but it must be poison, trying to kill others.

Thinking of this, they were about to throw his herb bag into the fire and burn it.

Li Qifu ignored the guys who burned him for dinner, and just let them treat and throw away, and his hand was always protecting a rolled up painting.

As long as there is this painting, he will not feel pain or suffering.

He was able to get stronger again and again.

Seeing that he treasured this painting so much, everyone thought it was very valuable, so they desperately grabbed it. Li Qifu's hands were rubbed off a layer of skin.

After the painting was snatched by one person, it was immediately thrown into the fire. After all, everyone would definitely not let him have the painting alone, so it was burned directly, and no one cared about it.

Li Qifu threw himself into the fire, trying to rescue the painting, but he didn't know who it was, pushed him down to the ground, and stepped on his back, making it difficult for him to approach.

I saw the painting fell into the fire, opened up, and the painting inside was clearly displayed, shining brightly and conspicuously by the light, and the flames swallowed it bit by bit.

Everyone looked inside, and someone recognized who the person in the painting resembled, and confirmed that it was a picture of Shen Yuexiu's corruption.

Li Qifu is so precious to this painting, what kind of addiction is this, it really makes people feel disgusting, and he can't help but insult Li Qifu again.

The painting was reduced to ashes little by little, and a puff of white smoke floated towards the sky.

In another forest, Shen Yuexiu was walking aimlessly, when she suddenly felt strange, she saw only one direction, filled with a cloud of white mist.

There seemed to be a hot and cold wind blowing in his empty chest.

"Xiaofu, is something wrong..." He walked quickly based on his own feeling.

At the same time, on the other side, Li Qifu was lying on the ground in embarrassment, and everyone had already left.

The room he had worked so hard to build was gone.

He walked to the place where the painting was burned, took out a sachet, grabbed a few handfuls of ashes, carefully put them in the bag, and put them on himself.

"It's much better than before." He murmured, looked around, and turned away without remembering.

He intends to leave here and go to another town.

As the sun and the moon rotated, Shen Yuexiu continued galloping in the forest, suddenly his footsteps gradually slowed down, because he felt that Li Qifu was fine, did he make a false alarm?

The road is under his feet, but his feet have no direction, so what should he do?

He put his hand on his heart, and it was really uncomfortable to have no heart.

A shadow passed across the sky, and he felt a familiar evil aura.

He was startled, and couldn't help but immediately followed to look.

The last time Jiayu was seriously injured by Nijun, now that he has the spiritual power stored in the colorful sky, will he be his opponent?

He was so evil, he absolutely couldn't let it go, he walked quickly and followed secretly.

Sitting on the demon horse, Yu Jia didn't seem to notice Shen Yuexiu, maybe he did, and was thinking about how to play with him.

Shen Yuexiu followed for a long time, and found him in a place. He found it familiar, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. This is near Yangji Village, where An Tongsheng, Xiaodong and the others live.

Him, what is he going to do.

Quickly recalling in his mind, An Tongsheng's position is...

He found the direction, and thought that he was going to the village, not An Tong's residence.

He quickly turned around and ran towards the village. When he came to the entrance of the village, he was stopped by a powerful force just as he was about to enter.

Yu Jia sat on the magic horse, descended from the air, and then stood on the ground.

"Hao Yuexiu, we met again, I am very moved, you are so impatient to deliver to your door, I promise you to be gentle." Yu Jia Wang stared at his face, with a strange expression of yin and yang.

"Why did you come here?" Shen Yuexiu asked.

"The village protected by the heroine in the story, I'll come back to remember it." Yu Jia Wang said nonchalantly.

"Leave." Shen Yuexiu's eyes were alert, her voice was stern, and her tone was sonorous and forceful.

Naturally, King Yujia wouldn't listen to him, he just looked at it playfully, with a vague smile on his lips.

The seven-colored sky on Shen Yuexiu's wrist was shining with seven-colored light. He carried spiritual power in his hands and exerted force on his feet, and attacked him.

"Ha, it's still too weak." Yu Jia turned his palms into a fight with him.

Although Shen Yuexiu was hurt, it was difficult to cause him any harm, and she was always at a disadvantage.

The corner of Yujia King's mouth rose, and he said with a sneer, "It's time to end." Then he added a reminder body, and more devilish energy erupted.

Seeing that Shen Yuexiu was about to be restrained by him, a stick as thick as a forearm with a shiny silver body dropped from the sky, forcing him to retreat a few steps.

"Oh?" King Yujia's tone was full of surprise and fun.

The person who came grabbed Shen Yuexiu's clothes, dragged him back a few steps, distanced himself from him, and put the magic wand in front of him.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh what, don't you know how to speak human language?" An Tongsheng raised his face slightly and raised his eyebrows.

"I am not a human being. Give me the person in your hands, and I will give you comfort." Yu Jia Wang narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his index finger, and pointed at Shen Yuexiu.

"I want to protect people, and no one can move." An Tongsheng's eyes were burning and his voice was loud, and he hugged Shen Yuexiu even tighter, almost covering him.

"Then I will let you witness today how the person you want to protect dies in pain." Yujia King looked cold, with a devilish wind all over his body, carrying a hint of murderous aura.

"Wow, the tone is so loud, did you eat shi..."

King Yujia's eyes turned cold, and he issued a magic attack.

An Tongsheng grabbed Shen Yuexiu and retreated, then turned around and ran away as if oiling the soles of his feet.

"Chasing." Yu Jia Wang Fei sat on the magic horse and chased after him.

An Tongsheng shouted cheating and cheating.

The speed on her feet became even faster, and Shen Yuexiu was kicked like a kite in his hand.

An Tongsheng stopped suddenly, turned around and stopped, and shouted: "I'm not running anymore, I'm going to show my cards."

Seeing his fearless appearance in the face of danger, King Yujia didn't dare to advance, so he couldn't help but stopped and confronted him.

"Ten years old."

An Tongsheng yelled to himself, suddenly the brilliance radiated from his body, the piercing person couldn't open his eyes, Shen Yuexiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at him.

I felt his aura changed drastically, the air around him was pure and strong, his eyes were like torches, and he shouted loudly: "Thirteen demons, it's your turn to perform."

The sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, deafening, and suddenly a mass of black light appeared, and the black light gradually became larger, spreading a black wing.

It flapped its wings and landed on the ground with a bang, stirring up dust and shaking the trees.

The mysterious visitor turned sideways slightly, with a youthful face and an unusually stern voice. He said in a hoarse voice, "Thirteen demons were born to protect ten-year-old angels."

"Understood, don't take poses, this demon bullied me, beat me to death." Then he dragged Shen Yuexiu to continue running.

The Yujia King sat on his devil horse and wanted to chase after him. The young man with black wings rose into the air, and a big sword appeared in his hand, blocking his way: "Don't pass."

"Ha." Yu Jia sneered, and fought him with the magic horse.