I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

Chapter 897: How to choose?

Chapter 897 How to choose?

"Who are you?"

The black smoke manifested into a human form, and a black robe covered his whole body, making it invisible.

“This is Qingyun Mountain, and on the mountain is Qingyun Sect. This is Qingyun Sect’s first sect master, Qin Yao.”

"What qualifications do you have to ask me?" the old demon from Montenegro said coldly.

 Qin Yao's body was suddenly divided into three. The original figure was holding a three-pointed two-edged sword. The left clone displayed three heads and six arms, holding six magic weapons. The right clone held the five elements Luo Geng in its palm and displayed the five elements enchantment.

 “Are you sure you don’t want to give me this face?”

  Sensing the powerful aura coming from the **** opposite, the old demon from Montenegro's face condensed: "This is just this time, it won't be the same next time."

After saying this, He walked away with a flick of his sleeves and disappeared into the starry sky in an instant...

Qin Yao silently took back the two clones, turned his head to look at the crazy man and resentful woman in the sky, and said lightly: "You can handle the next thing by yourselves."

"Thank you, sect master." Yan Chixia broke away from the support of the tree demon, tried her best to stabilize herself in the air, and bowed deeply.

Qin Yao waved his hand, his body turned into a golden light, and he instantly escaped into the mountain.

“I want to kill you, why do you want to save me?” The green-robed tree demon looked straight at Yan Chixia with an extremely complicated expression.

"I owe you a lot, and I deserve to pay you my life." Yan Chixia said sincerely.

The green-robed tree demon looked at him deeply, then suddenly turned into light and left, leaving only the remaining words: "Bring my child back to me!"

Yan Chixia looked at the direction she left, unable to regain her consciousness for a long time...

 The next morning.

Yan Chixia bid farewell to Qin Yao and prepared to embark on the journey to the underworld.

Qin Yao didn't say that he would go with him, or even provide him with any help during his trip. He just said he would take care of him when they parted.

  What you sow, you will reap.

 A bad person wakes up and decides to change his past, which is worthy of recognition, but not worthy of forgiveness.

Only through his own practical actions and making up for his own mistakes through actions can he complete the redemption.

 Speaking of which, Qin Yao didn’t know what would happen if he went there. After all, there was no such plot in the original work.

But before Yan Chixia comes back, no matter what the outcome is, it has nothing to do with him.

 Hence, he quickly put the matter behind him and devoted himself to spiritual practice.

 When he turned his back on what was going on outside the window, the whole world seemed to be quiet.

 With the resources provided by Huahua Taisui and the female ghosts of Qingyun Sect, he has a superior cultivation condition.

 This is the practice environment he pursues...

 In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.

On an ordinary night, a figure held a child in his arms, staggered and fell at the entrance of Qingyun Gate, and was then carried to Qin Yao's attic by several female ghosts.

Qin Yao received the news and walked down to the attic. He saw that the unconscious ghost was Yan Chixia who had been away for many years. He was seriously injured at the moment and was about to die.

As for the child in his arms, it was a ghost baby to be precise, but he protected it very well. He slept peacefully under the seal of a spiritual talisman.

With a flick of his finger, Qin Yao awakened Yan Chixia with a beam of faith, and sighed: "Yan Chixia, do you regard my place as a relief station?"

When Yan Chixia woke up, her face was full of shame. She knelt down on the ground with her child in her arms and kowtowed.

The Taoist who was once so proud that he would rather die than change his ambitions now seems to have had his edges smoothed out. Although his movements of kneeling and kowtowing are unfamiliar, there is no hesitation at all.

“I was seriously injured and knew I was going to die, so I rushed here with my last breath. I want to ask you to help me give the child to Yulan.”

 Later, before Qin Yao became impatient, he raised his head and explained: "Although you killed me, I have no one else I can trust except you."

These words are very sad, and what is even more sad is that this is Yan Chixia's real life.

 After decades of slaying demons, the only one he could finally trust was the enemy who killed him.

 Full of irony.

"It would be a pity if you die like this." Qin Yao shook his head and put his hand on the opponent's head, as if inexhaustible light of faith surged out from his palm and sank into Yan Chixia's broken soul.

Not long after, Yan Chixia felt keenly that she was far away from the pain, and her soul seemed to be restored to its original state.

Such a miracle made him stunned and shocked at the same time. After he woke up, he kowtowed with great piety and said: "Although you beheaded my body, you didn't really kill me. Later, you saved me twice in a row. I can only spend the rest of my life repaying this kindness.”

Qin Yao slowly raised his palm and pointed at the baby in his arms: "Is this little guy really your child?"

“It’s absolutely true,” Yan Chixia said, “I suffered a lot in order to find him.”

"Then send him to the Dryad Palace." Qin Yao said calmly: "I don't want to trouble me with your family affairs again in the future."

Yan Chixia stood up obediently, hugged the ghost baby and left quickly...

 Fifteen of an hour later.

 In front of the Dryad Palace.

 When he took over the ghost baby from Yan Chixia, the tree demon felt as if he was connected by blood.

This is indeed her child, the one who was ruthlessly killed by Yan Chixia before she could understand anything.

“Yulan, can you forgive me now?” Yan Chixia asked with a trembling voice as she looked at her hugging her child tightly.

The green-robed dryad looked up at him and said expressionlessly: "Go away! From now on, we owe nothing to each other."

Even though she had expected this result on the way here, when the words came out of the tree demon's mouth, Yan Chixia couldn't help but feel disappointed and confused. She didn't know how she ended up in Qingyun Sect.

Under Qin Yao's instructions, no one cared about him, no one asked him, just like when he first came to Qingyun Mountain, he just sat on the bluestone on the top of the mountain and watched the sun rise and the moon set.

Two days passed like this. Two days later, Yan Chixia woke up and seemed determined to do something to repay Qin Yao's kindness. After observing for half a day, she took the initiative to find Huahua Taisui and wanted to join his conquest army.

Regarding this matter, Huahua Taisui did not dare to make his own decision, so he reported it to Qin Yao.

Qin Yao left Huahua Taisui to take charge of his own affairs. He could take them if he wanted to, or not if he didn't want to. It all depends on his heart.

Considering Yan Chixia's combat prowess, Huahua Taisui was unwilling to give up this good player who could be used to attack difficulties, so he included him in the army and named him a vanguard general.

 The world is unpredictable, Yan Chixia once again embarked on the road to slay demons, but this time it was not for her ridiculously stubborn Taoist heart, but to repay her kindness.

 As he said himself, the rest of his life no longer belongs to him.

  Three months later. Xiaozhuo, dressed in a bright red dress, landed in front of the Dryad Palace like a fairy in the sky. Qian'er, who received the news, quickly came out to greet him.

“Sister Xiaozhuo.” After the two parties met, Qianer cordially held each other’s palms.

"You haven't been to Qingyun Gate for a long time, so I came to see you." Xiao Zhuo said.

Qian'er, who was wearing a white dress, pulled her into the Dryad Palace and explained: "After Yan Chixia sent the child, her grandma devoted herself to him wholeheartedly. She stopped sucking her soul, stopped practicing her spells, and even All the general affairs in the palace have been handed over to me and Bing'er. From then on, both my master and Bing'er were very busy."

 “This is maternal love.” Xiao Zhuo said with emotion.

Qian'er was convinced: "Grandma used to say that no man in the world is good, but now I care for the young master just like I care for my eyes."

Xiao Zhuo couldn't help laughing: "No matter whether it is a person or a monster, it is not static."

"It's just that I still can't understand what love is." Qian'er had a trace of confusion on her face: "I don't know what it feels like."

Xiao Zhuo spread his hands: "Don't look at me, I don't understand either. This thing should be a feeling that cannot be described in words. Only if you experience it yourself and feel it can you know what it feels like..."

at the same time.

 Underworld, Black Mountain Palace.

 In a palace illuminated by red lotus lights.

The **** skeleton suddenly stretched out his palm from the blood pool, slapped it on the central stone platform, then put one hand on the ground, climbed out of the blood pool nimbly, and slowly came to a seat in the center of the stone platform. In front of the lotus throne.

At this moment, in the throne room, Chen Santai, who was cruelly thrown off the cliff by the tree demon five years ago, was lying here with his eyes closed and his breathing smooth, as if he was just asleep.

The skeleton stepped on the void, slowly flew up, turned around from above Chen Santai's head, stood parallel to it, and then slowly fell down, and the skeleton and the person merged together.

  唰.

Not long after, the old Black Mountain demon who had gained a physical body suddenly opened his eyes, and there were large patches of ink in his eyes.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…”

As he stood up from the lotus platform, pieces of scales suddenly flew out of the blood pool and stuck to his body, condensing into a set of blood-red armor including a helmet.

"it's time."

He clenched his hands, and the lotus platform under his feet suddenly released extreme blood light. Time and space were distorted here, sending him to the underworld.

 After half an hour.

The Black Mountain Old Demon held a blood-red long knife in his hand and strode to the Dryad Palace. He scanned it with his spiritual thoughts and quickly locked onto the Dryad who was teasing the child and strode into the palace.

In the empty hall, the green-robed tree demon who was teasing the child suddenly sensed the danger. With a wave of his sleeves, countless branches and vines emerged from all directions, carefully protecting the mother and son.

The old Black Mountain demon appeared quietly in the palace, without alerting all the guards on the way. He looked up at the round tree ball in front of him, and his sharp eyes met the dryad demon's eyes through the gaps between the branches: "You It’s always beyond my expectations! I never thought you would betray me, just like I couldn’t believe that a monster like you could take care of a child until I saw it with my own eyes.”

The green-robed tree demon stood in front of the child, shocked and angry: "Old demon, listen carefully, my tree demon palace and the Qingyun Sect have now formed an alliance. If you attack me unscrupulously, the Qingyun Sect will not let you go. It’s yours.”

 “Qingyunmen…”

The figure of the trinity flashed subconsciously in the mind of the old demon from Montenegro, but with a sneer on his face: "Five years ago, I might have been afraid of it, but now that I have perfected my magical skills and have a physical body, why should I be afraid?" That Qingyun Sect Master?”

The green-robed dryad said in a solemn voice: "This is what you have gained in the past five years, but how do you know that the other party has not gained anything in the past five years? You have grown, but he has not grown?"

 The old demon from Montenegro’s smile froze slightly.

Although this statement sounds very harsh, there is some truth in it.

"Grandma..." At this time, Qian'er took Xiao Zhuo into the palace and called out loudly.

The two demons in the hall looked out at the same time. The old demon from Black Mountain suddenly brightened his eyes and murmured: "Jiuxiao White Fox!"

After saying this, he turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Qian'er as fast as possible...

Xiao Zhuo suddenly grabbed Qian'er's palm, and a spiritual talisman suddenly appeared in the palm of his other hand. As the talisman flashed, the two demons disappeared immediately.

The Black Mountain Old Demon threw himself into the air aggressively, and immediately released his spiritual thoughts and scanned the ground.

I thought they had fled away, but the old demon searched hundreds of miles around and could not detect any trace of them.

“Where have they gone?” The old Black Mountain demon suddenly turned around to look at the tree demon and asked sharply.

The green-robed tree demon said calmly: "I guess we are going to Qingyun Sect now... The girl holding the magic talisman is the disciple of Qingyun Sect."

 “Diverting trouble to the east?” The old demon from Montenegro sneered repeatedly.

Green-robed tree demon: "If you don't dare to be enemies with them, you should leave quickly. If nothing else happens, the leader of the Qingyun Sect will be here soon."

"You think of him as your backer." The old Black Mountain demon sneered: "But what I want to tell you is that unless you two are inseparable and stay together like a glue, you have to be prepared to withstand my fatal blow at any time. Preparation for attack.”

The green-robed tree demon turned to look at his son, turned back and begged: "Old demon, I don't want to fight you anymore, please let me go..."

 “Let you go? Okay.”

To the tree demon's expectation, the old Black Mountain demon agreed immediately, but before he could be happy, he turned to say, "But you also have to promise me something."

"What's going on?" The green-robed tree demon suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart and asked in a low voice.

“Give me the Nine-Xiao White Fox to help me achieve enlightenment.” The old demon from Black Mountain said in a solemn voice.

 “No.” The tree demon subconsciously refused.

The Black Mountain Old Demon was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "Then let me put it in a slightly more euphemistic way. Marry the Jiuxiao White Fox to me, and the cause and effect between us will be wiped out."

The tree demon explained: "Qian'er is not only my disciple now, but also the spiritual beast of Qingyun Sect..."

 “Don’t use Qingyunmen to pressure me.”

The old Black Mountain demon waved his sleeves and disappeared, leaving a lingering voice: "I will give you three days to convince the white fox. Three days later, I will bring someone to get married. If you fail to convince her or want to play some trick, you Your children will bear all the consequences on your behalf.”

The tree demon's expression suddenly changed, and the veins on his arms were clearly visible.

 She had already experienced the pain of losing a child once, and she couldn't imagine what the outcome would be like again.

Not long after, Qin Yao finally arrived at the Dryad Palace under the leadership of Xiao Zhuo and Qian'er. He looked up and saw the Dryad in a defensive state.

 “Are you okay?” he asked.

The green-robed tree demon woke up from a dream and quickly responded: "I'm fine..."

“What happened just now?” Qin Yao spoke again.

The tree demon suddenly fell silent, and for a moment he didn't know how to make a decision!

 (End of this chapter)

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