After being wiped out by the palm of my hand, I felt extremely sad in my heart.
She immediately turned around and left, neither staying longer nor looking for Yang Buhui.
I don’t know if Miejie is holding back, or if Ji Xiaofu is really worried about Yang Buhui, and her strong desire to survive actually makes her slowly wake up.
But she knew that her life was at an end, and her survival depended on this breath. Looking at her daughter in front of her, she had thought about what she would do if her daughter died.
I heard that the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal was a member of the Ming Cult.
She felt that for the sake of Mingjiao, he should pass the news about his daughter to Yang Xiao.
So she stumbled to Butterfly Valley with Yang Buhui.
Yang Buhui thought he was here to treat his mother's illness.
"You are Wuji!" Ji Xiaofu naturally didn't care at this time. Zhang Wuji knew about Yang Buhui's existence. "Where is Mr. Hu?"
"Mr. Hu is suffering from a serious illness and cannot see guests." Zhang Wuji said in a deep voice, "Besides, Aunt Ji, your chance of survival has been lost. It's a miracle that you can persist here."
Zhang Wuji said honestly.
"You're talking nonsense!" Yang Buhui cried.
"How can this be good!" Ji Xiaofu smiled miserably.
Seeing Ji Xiaofu's appearance, the bad guy Zhang Wuji couldn't help it anymore. He could tell that Ji Xiaofu was not here to seek medical treatment.
"Aunt Ji, although I can't save you, you can tell me whatever you want. Whatever I can do is up to you!"
Hearing this, Ji Xiaofu seemed to have grasped the last straw.
"Wuji! Please send her to her father. Her father is Yang Xiao, the left envoy of the Ming Dynasty! Tell her father that her name is Yang Buhui!" After Ji Xiaofu finished speaking, he vomited blood and died.
"Mother!" Yang Buhui cried heartbreakingly.
Hu Qingniu listened to the crying outside and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Wuji's eyes were red, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but think of what his parents looked like when they died.
He held Yang Buhui in his arms.
Yang Buhui struggled for a few times, and Zhang Wuji said in a deep voice, "Cry, it will feel better if you cry. I understand this feeling!"
"What do you understand! My mother is dead..." Yang Buhui pushed him away.
"My father and mother also died in front of me..." Zhang Wuji said with a sad smile.
Yang Buhui was stunned for a moment, and Zhang Wuji put his hand on her head with red eyes. "To live well, they must all hope so!"
Zhang Yange walked very fast along the way, and Ding Minjun would have been dissatisfied if someone else was there, but she was always a little more patient with Zhang Baxia.
"Brother Zhang, what happened?" Zhou Zhiruo handed Zhang Yange a piece of jujube cake.
Seeing that the town was approaching, Zhang Yange slowed down.
"One of my friends must have provoked an enemy. I'm going to take a look." Zhang Yange gave her half.
"Do you need my help?" Zhou Zhiruo took the jujube cake.
"No need, he is from the Ming Cult."
"Lao Hu?"
"He's another old Hu, but I call him Lao Niu." Zhang Yange took off the dates and put them in his mouth.
Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but laugh when she heard this title.
"Did your senior sister Ding bully you?" Zhang Yange suddenly asked in a low voice.
Zhou Zhiruo shook her head quickly, and Zhang Yange said with a smile, "Anyway, tell me if you have anything to say. I'm very powerful now."
"Yeah." Zhou Zhiruo smiled and took a bite of the jujube cake, feeling it was so sweet that it was so sweet to her heart.
Zhang Yange still followed them to meet Master Jiejie. After all, we were here, and it would be unjustifiable not to meet her.
Ding Minjun's mouth was quick and broken.
She told Mie Mie what happened at the birthday banquet.
After hearing this, Miejie said, "This Bao Yang is really damned, he dares to hurt my Emei disciple!"
It can be seen that Bao Yang should be treated the same as Mingjiao from now on.
"Thank you so much, Zhang Baxia." Miejie said, cupping his fists.
"Master, where is Xiaofu? Why is she running around here?" Ding Minjun had to put eye drops on Ji Xiaofu all the time.
"She's dead!" Master Miejie said in a deep voice. "She was killed by Yang Xiao!"
Zhang Yange raised his eyebrows, "Where is Yang Xiao?!"
Master Miejie glanced at him and said, "Let the evil thief run away. Please also ask Zhang Baxia to say a message to Yin Liuxia and hope that he can express his condolences."
Zhang Yange, who knew the truth, didn't say much, but Ding Minjun's expression changed, and she seemed to have thought of something.
But she didn't dare to say anything in front of Zhang Yange.
They were in the lobby of an inn when suddenly there was a coughing sound in the inn.
A rickety old woman was accompanied by a little girl.
Zhang Yange is actually quite curious about what Dai Qisi looks like.
There was a man standing in front of Granny Jinhua.
The man's mouth was full of blood. Granny Jinhua looked at him and said, "Go to Butterfly Valley and find Hu Qingniu to save you. Only he can save you from my poison! Cough cough cough..."
The man looks like he is a disciple of Kongtong.
"Who are you, Your Excellency?" Master Jiejie stood up and asked.
Granny Jinhua followed the voice and asked, "Master Jiejie?"
"Master, help me, I am a disciple of Huashan!"
Seeing this scene, Zhang Yange felt a lot more relieved. It seemed that Lao Niu was still fine.
After hearing this, Ding Minjun immediately took action. From now on, this woman should not be called a salt-free poisonous woman, but should be called a vanguard!
She rushed over to draw the sword, but Granny Jinhua stretched out two fingers and pinched the scabbard lightly.
"Broken copper and scrap iron! You have to show them out to scare people!" Granny Jinhua sneered.
Ding Minjun was furious, but he couldn't pull out the sword.
"Hahaha, your sword is really broken." Yin Li touched up the sword at the side.
It turned out that Granny Jinhua had just pinched the scabbard, causing it to sink inwards.
Ding Minjun couldn't pull it out, so he gave up but was unwilling to do so. His face turned red and he looked embarrassed.
Miejie wanted to step forward, but Zhang Yange was faster than her.
Miejie was slightly surprised that this boy's Qinggong had reached such an extent!
Zhang Yange stretched out his finger and touched the scabbard lightly.
With a ding sound, the scabbard was restored directly.
The sword is unsheathed!
Ding Minjun looked at Zhang Yange gratefully.
"Miss Ding, can you use your sword?" Zhang Yange protected the Huashan disciple behind him.
"Zhang Baxia, just leave this matter to me." Master Miejie reached out and took Ding Minjun's sword.
"This sword is not a sharp weapon, but it is not a scrap of metal either. Grandma Jinhua, if you don't receive blessings on Spirit Snake Island, what will happen to you in the Central Plains?"
Grandma Jinhua saw Zhang Yange restore the scabbard with a slight finger, and she was surprised as to where this young guy came from.
After hearing Zhang Baxia, I realized that he should be Wudang Zhang Yange who has recently become famous in the world.
Zhang Yange stood up and helped the Huashan disciple up.
He looked at Zhang Yange gratefully and said, "Thank you Zhang Baxia."
Grandma Jinhua said with a smile: "My husband died, and I was bored alone on the island. I went out to walk around to see if there were any monks or Taoists I liked, and I wanted to find one to keep me company."
She specifically said monks and Taoists, so she was mocking the other person for being a nun but walking around.
Master Miejie looked at Granny Jinhua and said coldly, "Looking for death!"
"Old Qianpo, you have a beautiful idea!" Ding Minjun cursed almost at the same time.