Strongest Abandoned Immortal

Chapter 60 The Death of Ye Shi
The door was open, and the isolation circle was broken by someone who came.

The spiritual power in his body dwindled again, so Ye Shi supported the door with one hand, while the other hand hung down by his side.

Chef Liu's body was still stiff, and there was a faint smell of blood in the room.

Ticking, on the ground, the dark blood of the person who had just died merged with the fresh red blood, the blood of two people.

Yeshi's hair was disheveled, the satin shoes were stained with mud and stars, and the white bramble skirt was mottled with red like plum blossom petals.

In his memory, even in the last few years of his illness, Ye Shi was also a neatly dressed person with a plain bun, never like this night.

"Mother, you," Wen Shu mumbled. She didn't know how much Mother had seen, and whether she had seen her torture and kill Cook Liu with her own hands.

Liu Yin was already breathless, and the blood from the wound seeped into the floor tiles.

"Shu'er, come here," Yeshi took a step with difficulty, her body trembling like a dead leaf falling to the ground in winter, before she finished speaking, the corners of her mouth turned red.

"Mom, you're hurt." The blood on her clothes?Wen Shu hurried forward and supported Ye Shi.

It was so cold that it was not like a living person, Yeshi's body had lost the temperature of ordinary people.

When Wen Shu supported her, she leaned on Wen Shu's shoulder, muttering a few mouthfuls of fishy sweetness in her throat, "Fu Niang sit down, Shu'er, don't say anything, listen to your mother." .”

Yeshi swallowed, forced himself to concentrate, swallowed the fishy sweetness, and felt a bitterness in his heart.

The mother and daughter ignored the dead body on the ground and sat on Chef Liu's bed.

"Shu'er, mother can't do it anymore. Time is running out, she is going to catch up with you. Mother has a few things to tell you, and you have to hear every word clearly," Ye Shi held Wen Shu's hand hard , looking straight into her eyes.

Surprise, surprise, worry, and disbelief flashed across Wen Shu's eyes. When all the emotions passed like shooting stars, her eyes turned red. Instead, he held Ye Shi's hand.

Wrong, wrong once, wrong for life, she made mistakes three times in the first life of the Ye family, the first time she mistakenly took the treasure and left the Ding Clan, the second time she mistakenly believed in Yue Qingcheng, and the third time, she mistakenly looked at the young girl she gave birth to. Shu.

Fortunately, God did not abandon her after all, and this last mistake was well deserved.

"Tell mother first, your spiritual root is nothing more than your spiritual root." Ye Shi met with someone today to talk about something, but he unexpectedly caused his death.

"The child has spiritual roots, but" Wen Shu always thought she was water and fire spiritual roots, but when the cliff vine was handed over to her, she noticed that the word "wood" on the five spirit plate also lit up, "The spiritual roots are still growing and appearing, and they are the three spiritual roots of 'water, fire and wood' for the time being."

Wen Shu knew that the more spiritual roots there were, the more difficult it was to cultivate.

"Promise mother, no matter how many spiritual roots you have, you can't lose heart. It's up to you. Since you have spiritual roots, I can entrust this matter to you as a mother." Yeshi nodded, and groped her hands below her rib cage.

At the dantian, the blue light in her hand turned into five sharp lights like blades, and the fingertips pierced her abdomen, and the blood immediately wet her hands and skirt.

Yeshi's body was convulsed with blood and water, and her movements came suddenly and too swiftly, Wen Shu couldn't guard against them at all.

"Mother!" Wen Shu wanted to stop her, but she heard a frightening sound of blood spitting out.

Cutting open flesh with bare hands, the pain can make people collapse in an instant, Ye Shi bit her lip, her hair was soaked in an instant, dripping sweat turned her face into dead gray, and her pupils were shrinking and expanding due to the severe pain. , is constantly changing.

A lead-brown ancient tripod the size of a bullet was dug out of Yeshi's body and placed in her palm.

When Ding appeared, Wen Shu's breathing stopped, and the jade beetle that had just killed Cook Liu suddenly lowered its tentacles, hugged Wen Shu's skirt, and remained motionless.

In the Bodhi Immortal Mansion, the golden-haired demon monkey rarely calmed down.

In Wusuo Town, the chains were dragging, and the man in gold was thinking.

As soon as it was taken out of Yeshi Dan's belly, the cauldron seemed to be covered with the heat of flesh and blood. The strange thing was that Yeshi's five fingers were covered in blood, but there was not even a single trace of blood on the cauldron.The body of the tripod and the night are well integrated.

"This is the Yin-Yang Cauldron, which is the most precious treasure of the Ding clan. It is said that this tripod was owned by the ancestors of the founders of this clan, and it is a fairy artifact handed down from generation to generation. My mother stole this tripod and left the tripod to elope with the heartless person of the Yue family. Unfortunately, for many years I have not been able to promote the cauldron embryo to transform, mother can only tell you that the founder of this clan was also a cultivator of miscellaneous spiritual roots, and this tripod is her natal magic weapon." She is a female cultivator with multi-spiritual roots, which is why Yeshi was not angry but encouraged when she first heard Wen Shu say that she has many spiritual roots.

"The tripod is entrusted to you, this is the first. The second is to protect it well, it may be beneficial to your cultivation. Remember, you must not reveal this tripod in front of outsiders, especially the members of the Ding family and the Yue family," Ye Shi said sadly. Taking the tripod from her body consumed her last sliver of spirit energy. After she finished speaking the important words, Ye Shi's eyelids became heavier and her breath was dying.

"Shu'er. After your mother dies, you and Han'er should leave Huizhen immediately and don't go after your mother's death. If you two have nowhere to go, you can go to the border city of Rui Country and plug into Baiyun City to find my cousin, Ye Jingyun." Son, don't think about avenging your mother, all this is my retribution, I shouldn't steal the magic weapon of the clan, I shouldn't." The words were not finished, Ye Shi's consciousness was already blurred.

She just opened and closed her mouth, talking nonsense intermittently, expressing all her unwillingness and reluctance for her two children.

"Mother, don't talk anymore, Shu'er will find a way to save you," Wen Shu shook out her storage bag, poured out all the corn syrup inside, and poured it into Ye Shi's mouth.

The slurry spilled out and flowed all over the floor, Ye Shi shook his head, his eyes gradually became cloudy.

"Monster monkey, master Baimi, save my mother," Wen Shu hugged Ye Shi's increasingly cold body.

"Stupid human race, this deity is not Daluo Jinxian, her dantian is broken, her tendons are torn, and even a god can't save her," the monster monkey jumped on its feet, but could no longer utter the curse words in its mouth.

That human race is not only stupid but also slow.

Ye Shi's breathing was weak, and she couldn't hear what Wen Shu said, and who was she begging for.

"Shu'er, don't be sad. Everything has its destiny. Let mother be the last. Take a look at you. It's a pity that Han'er didn't wait for mother to die and set fire to the inn. Take Ding and Han'er away and you must live well. Mother's room There are some Yinliang and a storage bag on his body. If you have a chance to meet your grandfather Ye Lei, tell him in the future. Jing Lan has discredited the Ding Clan for his unfilial piety." Her fingertips were on Wen Shu's face Rubbing, that trace of coldness burned into Wen Shu's heart, eternal life could not dissipate, and her hand fell to the side.

In the Immortal Mansion, the demon monkey was silent.

The human race had a cold face, she didn't cry, and she didn't yell anymore, she just stared at the relatives in her arms who had lost their warmth.

It was also that night that Yue Wenshu learned one thing, whether she was a human being or a cultivator, the only person she could rely on was herself.

The sky lit up, not the fishy white that is common around sunrise, but a fire like blood.

Huizhen has not had a fire for many years.

Wang Baoshi was sleepy, and someone shouted in his ear: "There is a fire, leave the inn quickly, and wait for me outside Suqing Temple in three days."

Crackling, wooden beams fell, rubble collapsed, and the men rushed out in panic.

A fire broke out, and all the sleepy bugs ran away. Wang Baoshi bounced up, grabbed some bags at random, and flew out of the room. He didn't even have time to see clearly who it was who reminded him.

The flames rushed to the sky, and the sky in Huizhen was burned red.

~Thank you "chzyuan" and "Wo Ting Ting Yu" for their rewards, howling wolves in the middle of the night~
(End of this chapter)