Fast Travel: Please take care of the wronged villain from all dimensions

Xi Huan held the sword filled with golden light of merit, feeling that it became extremely heavy, as if it carried endless power. She slowly raised the knife, her eyes firm and decisive, staring at the soul locks that locked her soul. She swung the knife with a force like thunder, making a deafening roar, and the Soul Hook instantly turned into nothingness.

Xi Huan did not stop. She waved the knife again and glanced solemnly at the souls of the group of people. The souls rising slowly like smoke returned to their original bodies.

Xihuan turned his eyes to the black hole and swung the knife again, but this time it seemed to have no effect. The black hole is still open, swallowing all hope.

Suddenly, another knife suddenly emitted scorching heat in Xi Huan's hand. She raised the knife and waved it tentatively. The sword's light was like lightning, flying out of the blade and flying towards the direction of the black hole. Under Xi Huan's gaze, the black hole slowly closed and was completely sealed.

Xi Huan's eyes turned to the blade, and a string of mysterious handwriting appeared. These writings shine with red light and are called Cang Ming. The blade on the other side was glowing with golden light, with the words "Yu Hua" written on it. The two knives merged into one, forming a sword named "Cang Yu".

Xi Huan slowly landed on the ground, and the wounds of the fifty people around him miraculously stopped bleeding. Their expressions gradually recovered, as if the nightmare just now was just an illusion. The appearance of Xihuan gave them a glimmer of hope and made them believe that there was still a possibility of a better life.

The next step is for Xihuan to take out the medicine and divide them one by one. As long as their lives are not locked in time, they will be saved.

Ming Lingxue walked over, her eyes full of admiration, "Young uncle, you are sweating. Leave the rest to me."

Xihuan handed her the medicine, "Okay."

Liu Yunzhu walked over and knelt down with tears in her eyes, "Thank you, immortal, for saving Qian Fan."

Xihuan helped him up and looked at the child beside him, "Have you given a name?"

Liu Yunzhu suddenly remembered that when Xihuan sent the child over, she said she wanted to enlighten him personally. She took the child's hand and said, "We gave him a nickname, Jiujiu. We hope that our fate with him will last forever. The name is I haven’t gotten up yet, I’ll wait for the immortal to get up.”

Xihuan nodded, "We'll get up again in a few days and stabilize the wounded here."

……

These days, Ming Lingxue has been avoiding Jiujiu, but Jiujiu wants to play with her.

Whenever she sees this child, she always feels a strange feeling in her heart, as if there is a voice telling her that things should not be like this.

However, everything at the moment has to be said to be the best scenario.

She would have some strange dreams every day. When she recalled the little girl in the arms of the Prime Minister's wife, she always felt like she was being sucked in.

Xihuan watched Ming Lingxue come to the river to meditate in order to avoid Jiujiu.

Holding Jiujiu's hand, Xihuan said, "Let's go, your sister Lingxue is meditating."

After dinner today, this little carrot took her hand and wanted to go out to find her sister. This is the time when this little guy of three years old begins to explore the world.

The child's voice said childishly: "I know my sister doesn't like me, so I won't disturb her."

Xihuan squeezed Jiujiu's hand and said, "It doesn't matter, it's not that she doesn't like you, it's just that there are some things that prevent her from liking you."