"Hey, there is a small village here."

Several people who were playing in the swordsman discovered a dilapidated small village below and then landed.

Yun Tianhe is worthy of being an A-level foodie. When Li Ling gave him a chicken leg, his face stopped red. Then the two met with two girls and came here by sword.

There was sand here, and there was nothing good to look at. When Ke Mengli heard someone shouting for help, she prepared to come down and take a look.

Meng Li's talented magical powers were not clear, but since she said that, she had to be serious.

There is no grass growing in this place, withered trees everywhere, and the houses only have one floor, which looks scattered.

There should have been a river here before, but for some reason, it has dried up.

Several people arrived at the door of the house where Meng Li mentioned and heard a child crying. Han Lingsha pushed open the door, rushed in, and shouted, "Stop it."

This is a dilapidated house with nothing but a bed and a small table.

A woman's hands were placed on a baby's neck, as if she was about to strangle the baby to death.

She was slow to take action, and was stopped by Han Lingsha.

Her face was covered with dust and she looked very worn in the clothes of the Western Region herders.

"So powerful, you can hear it at such a distance, and it is the sound of a baby." Li Ling said softly.

The few people didn't hear Li Ling's voice and all went into the room.

"You, you are..." the woman said in a panic.

"What are you doing?" Han Lingsha asked.

"I...I didn't..." The woman felt a little angry. It could be seen that she was not only nervous, but also guilty.

"Does such a young child have a deep hatred with you? You actually want to strangle her to death." Han Lingsha pointed at the woman and said coldly.

"No! I don't!" the woman strongly denied.

"Nothing, I clearly saw it!" Han Lingsha was unmoved at all when everyone saw it with their own eyes.

Squeak.

Another old man walked in from the door, paused on the ground with a crutch, and said in a deep voice: "Oh my God, Ulan, you actually did such a fool."

The old man walked tremblingly to Ulan.

Ulan snoutly said: "Village Chief..."

"I came in after hearing the sound, but I didn't expect you..." The village chief sighed.

"... Village chief, I... I don't want to..." Tears came out of Ulan's eyes, "As long as there is a little solution, how can I be cruel... This child is my blood after all!"

Li Ling looked at him silently, feeling that things should not be that simple, there must be hidden information.

"Ah?" Han Lingsha was shocked. Unexpectedly, this was the case.

"He... is his child? What happened? You even have to kill your own child." Liu Mengli widened her eyes. She didn't expect it to be this unfolding. She thought it was someone else's child and was going to commit a murder. "If it weren't...If it weren't for the strong spiritual power of the child, I would hear his call for help..."

Li Ling frowned slightly, only Meng Li could hear it, but with his cultivation level, he couldn't even hear it.

Or, do you have a specialty in your profession?

As for the child's problem, Li Ling didn't think much about it. It was a trivial matter. As long as you find the problem, you can solve it.

"I, what else can I do? This child's sister died after she was born less than one year old. There was too little water and there was no food." The woman sobbed, "From the way... I could watch him unable to survive. It would be better, better..."

"Ulan...I know that you have been very sad since your husband and daughter died of illness, but no matter how hard you suffer, you have to survive..." The village chief sighed and continued, "The only one who can take away human life is the God in heaven. If you really do that, even your soul will not be forgiven by God after death."

"Village Chief...I, what should I do?"

Yun Tianhe put down the water bag and the dry food he carried with him.

"Didn't you say there is no water or food? I can give you all the things on me." Yuntian River.

"Ah, Mengli, and Li Ling's." Han Lingsha thought of something and reached out to her hand.

"You, this outfit... Oh my God, you are the servants of the gods on the fairy mountain!" The village chief noticed the few people and exclaimed.

Li Ling sobbed at the corner of his mouth, "God's servant? Which God is qualified to be his master?"

Wait, why do you think so?

It seems that someone is coming, and this sword energy is... Murong Ziying.

"Sustain of God? We are not." Han Lingsha waved her hand quickly.

She knew Li Ling's decision to kill dragons. Although she didn't know what was going on, Li Ling seemed to be disrespectful to ghosts and gods at all.

As a result, such people are often powerful cultivators, while those who follow the destiny of heaven and loyal to God will work hard and not get too much.

Cultivating the truth is to go against the will of heaven. Every cultivator who becomes an immortal has a lonely heart. Only by admitting defeat can he become an immortal.

"Please, can you help the people in the village pray to God and restore the Crescent River to its former appearance!" The village chief seemed to have not seen the situation clearly and said to the people.

"Don't worry, tell us what happened." Liu Mengli said softly.

"Yes, I want to know what's going on." Suddenly, a voice came out of the door, which was Murong Ziying.

"Uncle Master?" Yun Tianhe said in surprise.

"You still have me as my uncle in your eyes?" Murong Ziying said coldly: "I don't know when you can go down the mountain at will."

"Hey, did you run out secretly?" Li Ling said in surprise at Liu Mengli. He thought that Qionghua disciples could go down the mountain to experience the sword. He just sighed that their progress was so fast that they completed their studies in one day.

"We forgot that, I'm really sorry." Liu Mengli said softly.

"I've seen senior." Murong Ziying saluted Li Ling.

"It's easy to say, I'm still wondering. You can go down the mountain after one day of becoming a disciple. It's much more free than our Shushan. You have to know that even if we have excellent talent and learn swordsmanship in one day, we have to wait for three years to learn swordsmanship before we can go down the mountain." Li Ling shrugged and said helplessly.

"Uh, it's not Mengli's fault. I flew down as I flew." Yun Tianhe scratched his head and said.

"Let's punish you when you go back. Let's see what's going on." Li Ling said with a smile.

Murong Ziying glared at the two of them and said calmly: "I'll deal with you when I go back."

Yun Tianhe scratched his head and smiled, not taking it seriously at all.

"Old man, Murong Ziying is a disciple of Kunlun Qionghua Sect. Can you tell us why this village is so dry? If you can help each other, you will definitely be obliged to do so." Murong Ziying said firmly.
Chapter completed!