Zhou Yang seriously injured one person again, but before he could fully land, a lightsaber came towards him, and the speed was as fast as lightning.
In a state of shock, Zhou Yang could only take a deep breath, raise the level again, and at the same time lean back sharply, barely able to avoid the lightsaber.
But the second blow came again.
Fortunately, there was still a few breaths between the two attacks. Even these few breaths of time gave Zhou Yang a chance. When his consciousness moved, an intermediate magic shield was instantly in his hand, which happened to block the second lightsaber.
The only uninjured man in purple missed two hits and completely lost confidence. He hurriedly took back his magical weapon, ducked to his companion, and said anxiously: "What's wrong!"
"Spiritual power, spiritual power cannot be condensed, and all fighting power is lost! We, we are no match for this person, let's go!" Two against one can't do it. The man in purple didn't dare to fight again. He hurriedly supported his injured companion and walked quickly towards the leader who was meditating. Converge and go away.
The leader in purple who was sitting cross-legged was also shocked!
He had originally planned to let the two of them hold the kid back while he recovered some spiritual power and then return to help, or he might have used a magic weapon to sneak attack while the three of them were fighting. But before he could recover, the battle ended quickly.
Not only that, two of the three were injured. If the other party was cruel, all three of them would be in danger.
"Let's go!" The purple-clothed leader gritted his teeth and stood up, decisively raised a shield, protected the three of them, and quickly retreated.
Zhou Yang did not chase after him, but looked at them coldly.
There were a lot of people on the road at this time, so if he really wanted to kill someone, the news would be leaked. Judging from the attire of these three people, they should be disciples of a certain sect. Since there is a sect, I can't afford to offend him. Moreover, if the three of them are really anxious, it’s not worth it to end up in a desperate situation.
After the three of them walked away, he came to the old man's side. Without looking at the woman, he said warmly: "How are you?"
"I, I can't survive. I won't be able to survive for long. No, don't worry about me. Thank you so much, fellow Taoist, for helping me, ahem! Can I have a merciless request..." the old man continued intermittently.
"Speaking."
"Ahem, after I die, my little girl will be helpless. Can you, fellow Taoist, take care of me? I will be grateful even if I am here, ahem, I will have a great gift. Xiang, Give each other a gift!"
"My father-in-law's daughter is very smart, she doesn't need me to take care of her!" Zhou Yang frowned.
He didn't have a good impression of that woman. The critical moment is not to sternly refuse, but to compromise and betray yourself regardless of dignity. Such a woman is not worthy of his care.
"My little girl, my little girl also wants to save the old man, so I have no choice but to ask fellow Taoist to help me! Old man, old man, I kowtow to you!" After saying that, the old man stood up and kowtowed to Zhou Yang.
"Father, there is no need to ask him. Although this man saved our father and daughter, he did not think highly of us and asked him to take care of us. Humph, let's forget it!" The young woman said stubbornly.
"No, don't be rude, cough, fellow Taoist, please!" The old man threw his head to the ground, making a clanging sound.
"No, father!" Zhou Yang hurriedly stopped him and helped the old man up with both hands.
The old man's body went limp and he collapsed on the ground, with more blood spilling out of his mouth. Judging from this situation, he probably wouldn't be able to hold on to even half a cup of tea.
Seeing him like this, Zhou Yang's heart softened and he nodded slightly.
When the old man saw this, a smile appeared on his face, he took out a storage bag from his arms and handed it to Zhou Yang tremblingly.
Zhou Yang did not answer it, but pointed at the woman, meaning just give her your relics.
The old man shook his head and still handed it to Zhou Yang: "You, you are a good person, she, if she keeps this thing, she will only, will only cause death. This thing, this thing will be kept by you, it is better than her, it is more appropriate. , I owe you all my thanks..." After the old man finished speaking, he no longer had the strength, his eyes gradually became blurred, and his hands hung down feebly.
"Father! Father!" The woman shouted repeatedly, but the old man was already dead.
Zhou Yang sighed, took the storage bag and said, "Bury your father first!"
"You don't have to worry about it!" The woman didn't appreciate it, so she picked up the old man and staggered away.
"Miss, you have to know that I saved you, not harmed you! I don't care if it's my business. Besides, this is what your father told you. You have no right to interfere!" Zhou Yang was a little annoyed.
This woman is so ignorant that she just doesn't bother to care about her. However, the old man asked him before he died, and he nodded in agreement, so he really couldn't ignore it.
Zhou Yang led the green wolf and caught up with the woman, and said calmly: "Put your father on the green wolf, and let's find a quiet place to bury him."
"I don't want your mercy, you can leave!" The girl was still stubborn.
"I said, you have no right to interfere with my decision!" Zhou Yang became angry, grabbed the old man, forced him onto Qing Lang's back, and led him forward.
"You!" The woman was so angry that she couldn't speak. She stamped her feet, but she still followed her.
Zhou Yang walked while looking for a suitable burial place on the roadside.
This official road is very wide. The shade of the big trees on both sides covers half of the official road. Beyond it is the wasteland.
Hiding in the wilderness seems inappropriate, but if we walk back to Anping City like this, we won't be able to reach Anping City before dark. He could manage by himself when traveling at night, but it would be much more dangerous to take this woman with him. There is no choice but to bury the old man here.
Zhou Yang led Qing Lang through the big trees and walked into the wasteland. He found a place with sparse weeds and stopped. Then he took out his long sword and started digging.
After half a cup of tea, he dug a pit five feet deep and four feet wide, then took the old man's body down and carefully placed it into the pit before filling it with soil.
But the woman jumped in first, hugged the old man's body and cried non-stop.
Zhou Yang had no choice but to let her go. He would stop crying when he had enough. It is human nature for her to behave like this after losing her loving father.
Sure enough, the woman's crying became quieter and her voice became a little hoarse.
After a while, the woman stopped crying, grabbed the surrounding loess with her hands, and began to bury the old man.
Zhou Yang also started to fill the pit with soil with his long sword, but he got out of the way of the woman and filled in the head and feet first. After filling it for a while, the woman still didn't come up, so she was covered in mud.
Zhou Yang said angrily: "Come up quickly, or I'll bury you too!"
"You don't have to worry about me even if I die!" The woman gritted her teeth and refused to get up.
Zhou Yang got angry, leaned over and grabbed the woman's back collar, forcibly lifted her up, threw her aside and continued filling the soil.
The woman looked at Zhou Yang hatefully and cursed, but her voice was hoarse, so Zhou Yang didn't hear what she was saying clearly, and it was probably not a good word.
Finally, he made a small dirt bag. Zhou Yang scraped a piece of bark with his long sword and asked coldly: "What is your father's name?"
The woman looked at him and then at the new grave. She couldn't hold back her tears and said three words hoarsely: "Hao Daren."
Zhou Yang almost didn't laugh out loud, but he still held it in, but he still secretly cursed in his heart: "What a grown-up, what a big man? What's the name of this!"
Her father died tragically, and if she really laughed out loud, it would be strange if she didn't try her best.
Zhou Yang threw the tree bark and the sword to the young woman.
The woman scratched the words "Hao Daren's Tomb" on it with a sword and buried him in front of the grave.
"Let's go!" After finishing everything, Zhou Yang took the sword and said to the woman.
"I said, you don't need to worry about it, I will leave on my own!
After that, she went straight to the official road and walked forward without looking back.
Zhou Yang was furious, but still urged Qing Lang to follow.
After following me for a while, the woman suddenly turned around, stared with blood-red eyes and said: "If you follow me again, I will die in front of you!
"You!" But Zhou Yang was so angry. This woman was so unreasonable that she kept talking for a long time, as if there was some blood feud between them.
"I said, I was entrusted by your father, not for you!"
But the woman suddenly took out the short knife from her arms and put it on her neck, and said angrily: "I will do what I say. If you follow me again, then dig a new grave!"
Judging from the woman's expression, it didn't seem to be fake. In addition, she was in a state of excitement. If she continued to follow her, she might actually commit suicide on the spot.
Zhou Yang had no choice, but he was worried about such a weak woman going on the road alone, but he didn't dare to really follow him. Finally, he said helplessly: "Well, I won't follow. This green wolf will be given to you, and your father's This storage bag." After saying that, Zhou Yang put the storage bag on Qing Lang's back, patted it lightly, and Qing Lang ran towards the woman.
When the woman saw the green wolf running towards him, she put away the dagger and threw the storage bag towards Zhou Yang. She got on the green wolf, then slapped the green wolf on the back and ran forward like the wind.
There were many cultivators watching them on the road. Zhou Yang hurriedly picked up the storage bag and put it in his arms. He held the long sword tightly in his hand and walked carefully.
"If you are so staunch, then why did you sell yourself to save your life before! But now you act like this, it is really incomprehensible." Zhou Yang was really helpless. He was blamed for saving people, what is this!
Without Qing Lang, he could only walk. If he speeded up, he could reach Anping City before dawn.
There are many cultivators with ill intentions in the official circles, but some of them saw Zhou Yang repelling three Lingtai cultivators with their own eyes and knew that he was difficult to deal with, but they did not dare to take action rashly.
However, it is inevitable that those who fled were robbed or even killed.
Right and wrong are just for talking more, and troubles are caused by force. Zhou Yang is not a savior, and he doesn't have the ability. He is lucky to keep himself safe.
Therefore, he did not pay attention to the burning, killing and looting at all, but moved forward cautiously.
In the middle of the night, Zhou Yang finally arrived outside the south of Anping City. He took advantage of the darkness to bypass the spiritual field outside the city and headed straight for his own territory.
"Little Yangzi, you're finally back!" The first person to see Zhou Yang was Myolie Li. It was so late at night and I didn't know what she was doing outside the spiritual field.
"Sister Xing'er, what are you doing here?" Zhou Yang asked confused.
"Oh, there is plenty of spiritual energy in the spirit field. Although I can't absorb it directly, it feels very comfortable. I like the spirit field." Myolie's eyes dodge, but she can't hide her joy.
"That's it. It's not dawn yet, let's go back!" Zhou Yang walked towards the house first, followed closely by Xing'er.
