Chapter 1 The Fisherman's Son

The night was dark, dark clouds covered the moon.

On the top of the precipitous cliff of the strange peak, a deadly murderous intent rushed towards her. Six masked killers in black blocked the woman's way.

"Who are you?"

Dressed in black and covering her face with a black scarf, the woman's heart sank as she subconsciously protected the young baby girl in her arms.

"The dead don't need to know."

The killer's eyes were fierce, and six long swords glowing with cold light stabbed at her at the same time.

"Damn you."

The woman's eyes dimmed, and she turned sharply to avoid the fatal blow. Immediately, the long sword was unsheathed, and she rushed towards the opponent without fear.

Seven people fought fiercely on the top of the cliff, swords and swords intersected, blood spattered everywhere.

The woman fought desperately, killed six killers, and was injured and fell off the cliff.

"Pfft."

There is a dark river at the bottom of the cliff, and the woman fell into the bottom of the river and fell into a coma.

An illusory light shield of spiritual power appeared out of thin air, like an oval water polo, wrapping the woman and the young baby girl, drifting away along the water.

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"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

At the bottom of the mountain valley, the baby girl's delicate cry came from the clear stream. Ye Jian, who was squatting by the stream to fetch water, trembled in his heart, and suddenly raised his head to follow the sound.

A woman floated down from the stream, holding in her arms a small baby who looked only three or four months old.

The woman's eyes were closed tightly, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

He trembled in shock, before he had time to think, he threw away the bamboo tube and plunged into the water.

Ye Jian is the son of a fisherman. He grew up on the bank of the river and has excellent water skills. After a while, he swam to the woman's side, grabbed her arm, and dragged him ashore.

The woman was scarred and extremely weak, her eyelids trembled a few times, but she didn't open them.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

The little baby girl's fair and pink face rubbed against the woman's heart, and began to cry softly.

"Babies don't cry."

Ye Jian couldn't bear to hear the delicate cry like a cat whimpering, bent down, wanting to hug and coax her.

The moment her fingers touched the little baby girl, the woman opened her eyes reflexively, kicked him three meters away with her uninjured left leg.

Ye Jian fell on all fours, his tailbone cracked, and he grinned in pain.

"I, I, have no malice."

He got up in pain, endured the pain and explained weakly.

The woman didn't believe it, her eyes were frosty, and she clenched her long sword tightly.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me."

The blade of the sword reflected a dazzling cold light, which scared Ye Jian out of his wits.

For the sake of his own life, he quickly defended: "The baby is weak, and it is easy to get sick when the clothes are wet. I just want to change her clothes."

"puff."

The woman stared at him with piercing eyes for a few seconds, then suddenly let out a muffled groan in pain, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Mother."

The little baby girl stopped crying when she saw her mother vomit blood, and rubbed her cheek against her heart affectionately.

The woman took a weak breath, spit out the remaining blood froth in her mouth, and caressed her daughter's little face lovingly.

After a while, she turned her eyes to Ye Jian again, revealing her murderous aura.

The origin of this person is unknown.

Can't stay!
"Mother, he, with clear brows, is a good man."

The little baby girl sensed her killing intent, and hurriedly stopped her.

She was only over three months old, and she couldn't speak clearly. Even so, the little milk voice that jumped out word by word still clearly expressed her meaning.

"Yan'er likes him?"

The woman's nerves suddenly relaxed, and she looked at her daughter dotingly.

The mother and daughter were hunted down and displaced. She already knew that her daughter had an extraordinary ability to distinguish good from evil in strangers, and guided her to avoid the killer's pursuit.

If not, the mother and daughter would have died long ago.

 Babies, read the text and check in, leave a small paw print!Let Tingyu know you are here, thank you!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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