Perhaps Master Yuqing was old, and because he was moving at full speed, he began to breathe while walking.
Yang Zimei is still full of energy. The energy in her body is like a never-ending engine. As long as she takes a short rest, she can quickly replenish the energy she has consumed. Therefore, she walks faster and faster.
Seeing that Master was struggling, she stopped and reached out to hold Master's hand.
The vitality is transported to Yuqing through the palm of his hand to help him replenish his abilities.
Holding the master's rough hand, Yang Zimei ran while feeling emotional.
For the past ten years, it was Yuqing who had been holding her hand and giving her warm care as a teacher and father. She carefully cared for and taught her who had limited mobility for ten years.
Without her master, she would not be where she is today, and her brain with super memory in this life would be wasted.
People are like betting on rough materials. No matter how good the materials are hidden in the stone, if no one digs it out, it will still be a stone.
Yuqing was also very emotional.
The young hand that he once held was now holding his own.
He was very lucky that he could receive such a unique disciple as Yang Zimei in his lifetime, who brought him countless comforts and inspirations and gave him something to rely on in his later years.
The two masters and apprentices ran hand in hand to Yue Village, which was twenty kilometers away. The sunset had already begun to set in the west.
Every household in Yue Village is braving the smoke from cooking dinner, chickens are crowing and dogs are dancing, and old people, adults and children are walking around. They are full of life and joy, which is completely different from the lifeless Maowu Village.
Yang Zimei stopped a child who was playing jumping off a plane and asked if there were any pregnant women in the village who were about to give birth.
"Yes, that's my second aunt, her belly is so big." The child made gestures on her belly with her hands, and Yang Zimei looked very cute.
"Niuniu, this child's Yintang is in trouble."
Yuqing whispered to Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei took a closer look, and sure enough, there was a faint line of black energy running across the child's seal, which could lead to disaster.
She was startled and quickly opened her eyes to see. She saw that the child was thrown into the wilderness, and his whole body was as black as a withered body. It was similar to the baby she had seen who died tragically in Maowu Village before.
Is he the leader's next target?
Instead of the baby?
I don’t know what this child’s birth date is.
"Little brother, is there anyone at home?" Yang Zimei asked.
"Well, my grandparents, father, mother, uncle and aunt are all at home. I heard the midwife said that the little brother in my aunt's belly is about to be born. Everyone is waiting." The child nodded.
"Then can you take us to your house to play?" Yang Zimei asked, touching the child's head.
"Okay, I like such a beautiful sister the most."
The child stretched out his little hand, took Yang Zimei's hand without timidity, and ran home.
Yang Zimei turned around and whispered the news to Yuqing.
Yuqing's face also changed slightly.
They must prevent this tragedy from happening!
The little child looked unaware, holding Yang Zimei's hand, singing and dancing, jumping up and down, it was so cute.
How could such a cute child die in the hands of an evil head-down master, and then have his soul taken and controlled by him?
Even if he had to suffer divine punishment, Yang Zimei would defy heaven and change this child's life this time.
What's more, this child didn't have such a tragic fate in the first place, but the appearance of the evil headmaster temporarily changed his fate.
She had to snatch his life back, so she sweetly called him that her sister is so cute.
Of course, this is also her mission now!
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[Dear friends, today’s update ends here. Xixi will update when she gets up tomorrow. Good night everyone! 】