Yun Qiyou was overjoyed when he heard that there was someone here who could speak the Chinese language. He nodded, and just as he was about to speak, his energy and blood boiled, and he felt that the world was spinning, his body was unsteady, his vision went dark, and he fell to the ground.
The old woman quickly asked the Miao elders around her to get out of the way and stepped forward to check on Yun Qiyou's injuries. As a result, the Ice Luan Bird stared at her with big eyes and looked at her warily. After a moment, she seemed to feel that these people would not hurt Yun Qiyou.
, Bingluan is now relaxed
After relaxing, his body quickly shrunk, and finally became three feet tall, squatting next to the unconscious Yun Qiyou.
The old woman checked Yun Qiyou's injuries and spoke to the surrounding tribesmen in Miao language. Immediately, an old man came forward and carried Yun Qiyou into the largest black stone house above the village.
Yun Qiyou seemed to have had a dream, a very painful dream. In the dream, she was a girl without any cultivation. She dreamed of being chased by many terrifying evil beasts, and she could only keep running.
Finally, she was chased by countless evil beasts to a cliff. She did not want to be eaten by the evil beasts, so she jumped deeply from the cliff. During the fall, she passed through the clouds and fog, and saw the blue sky and white clouds above her head.
On the bed, I saw happy birds flying around me, I saw a familiar man and a familiar woman, smiling at me in the sky, I saw
A cute girl in black shouted to herself: "Youmei!"
In the dream, Yun Qiyou shouted out of nowhere: "Sister."
As she continued to fall, she saw many people, both familiar and unfamiliar to her.
It was as if a lifetime of memories were flashing before my eyes in this brief moment.
The last person who appeared was a young man with an evil look on his face and an unspeakable vulgarity in his moving eyes.
The young man stared at him lovingly and kept shouting: "Qiyou, Qiyou, Qiyou..."
"Xiaochuan..."
Yun Qiyou suddenly remembered the name of this person, the most important man in his life, and shouted out loudly.
The dream ended here. Yun Qiyou was sitting in a dark stone room. The room was fragrant, like the fragrance of lavender, but not quite like it. This kind of fragrance was something Yun Qiyou had never smelled before.
There was a pile of small flames in front of him, and the old woman in white robe was sitting next to the flame, holding a three-foot-long bamboo pole and smoking a dry cigarette.
Looking at Yun Qiyou, the old woman said: "Girl, you're awake."
Yun Qiyou looked around, and saw that the sky outside the stone house was pitch black, it must have been dark already, and Bingluan was jumping happily beside him, making chirping sounds, and his injuries seemed to have been taken care of.
Her memory returned to before she fell into coma, and she said: "Thank you to my family for saving me."
I wanted to stand up and say thank you, but my movement was a little too big, and severe pain came from the wound again.
The old woman said: "Girl, you don't have to be polite. You are seriously injured. Don't move around to prevent the wound from bursting." After saying that, she put down the bamboo pipe dry smoke in her hand and said, "Girl, how could you be so seriously injured? What's wrong with you?"
The wounds were caused by at least four different magic weapons and weapons, and four ribs were broken. With the girl's cultivation, plus this
Divine Bird, it seems that those who hurt you are also first-rate and peerless masters."
Yun Qiyou looked at this old woman with a withered face in surprise. She didn't expect that there was such an extraordinary person in the depths of southern Xinjiang.
Suddenly she noticed that the clothes on the old woman were not the colorful rags worn by the Miao people in southern Xinjiang, but a clean white robe with many patches on it.
White robes have a very high status in Southern Xinjiang. Among the five tribes in Southern Xinjiang, only the wizards of each tribe wear white robes.
The wizards of Southern Xinjiang are equivalent to the cultivators of Middle-earth.
Yun Qiyou said: "Senior, I have a keen eye. I was chased all the way from the Middle Earth by four women from heaven. I am not good at learning and I am no match for the four of them." The old woman nodded and said, "No wonder I can only see something about you.
Your external injuries were caused by four different magic weapons, but I can't see any clues about your internal injuries. Although the level of cultivation in heaven is the same as that in the human world, the method of cultivation is very different from that in the human world.
Difference."
The old woman took out a piece of naan cake, roasted it on the fire for a while, handed it to Yun Qiyou, and said: "There is not much food in the village now, girl, you can make do with some."
Yun Qiyou was really hungry. After eating a piece of grilled naan bread, his hunger feeling got better.
After she finished eating, she asked: "Senior, why are there only some old people in this village?" The old woman said: "The people from heaven came, and the young warriors who could go into battle to kill the enemy all left and hid in the mountains.
To preserve their strength for the final decisive battle on earth, there are only a dozen elderly people left who are unwilling to become young warriors.
As a burden, I voluntarily stayed in the stockade and lived and died with the stockade. Old lady, I have lived in this stockade all my life, and I could hardly walk anymore, so I stayed here."
Yun Qi is humorous.
It is estimated that there are not many cases like this in Southern Xinjiang. At the beginning, Central China accepted a group of old and weak women and children from Southern Xinjiang. Later, after the various ethnic groups in Southern Xinjiang gave up their clinging to Tianhuo Dong, China stopped accepting women and children from Southern Xinjiang.
Some women and children may have moved deep into the mountains with the large army, but some old people would only become a burden if they followed the army, so they all stayed in the village, relying on the remaining food to survive, almost leaving them to fend for themselves.
Yun Qiyou struggled to get up and said: "Senior, the four women who are chasing this junior are not only extremely advanced, but their tracking skills are also extremely weird. No matter where I hide, they will catch up to me very quickly. I can't stay here."
If you stay too long, you have to leave immediately.
I will bring you a fatal disaster." The old woman shook her head and said: "Although the cultivation techniques in the heaven are unique, they are not much better than those in the human world. The reason why you have been unable to get rid of the pursuers is because you are out of sight.
On this divine bird, they used a secret medicine and sprinkled it on the divine bird during your battle. They tracked it based on the scent, so no matter where you escaped, they could find your location. I
The smell of the divine bird has been covered up by the smell of vanilla, girl,
You can rest here and recuperate, they won't find you in a short time."
Yun Qiyou was startled, thinking that he had already suffered from those four women, and thought that their tracking skills were very powerful. It turned out that this was the reason why he had been unable to get rid of them.
The old woman smiled and said, "I don't know the girl's name yet."
Yun Qiyou said: "Junior Cangyun Sect Yun Qiyou." The old woman casually picked up a white long sword beside her and said: "It turns out to be Fairy Yun from Cangyun Sect. I have something to ask, and I would like to ask Fairy Yun.
To tell you the truth, where did the fairy get this Xuanshuang Divine Sword? According to ancient legends in the human world, this Divine Sword has been sealed in the depths of the Hades Sea. It cannot be obtained by anyone except the descendants of Yunhan. Yun
Is the fairy related to Yun Xiaoxie and Han Xuemei?"
