Chapter 95 Night

The nights in the Western Desert are much colder than those in the Southern Region, but the starry sky seems more beautiful.

"My two children! You are only nine years old!"

"Daddy, woooooooooooo~ ah, daddy!"

"Master, you can't die. How am I supposed to live if you die?"

The village had just suffered a disaster, and the villagers were wailing heartbreakingly, crying over the loss of their loved ones.

Li Wudao sighed, not knowing what to do.

He is so strong that he can turn the sun and the moon upside down.

But birth, aging, sickness and death are the normal course of life, and he cannot reverse it.

But he had lived for a long time and was used to seeing life and death...

"Aunt Chunlai, please stop crying!"

"Ergou, the dead cannot be resurrected!"

“…”

Duan Xiaoyan was also at a loss. She timidly comforted the villagers one by one, tears welling up in her beautiful eyes.

It was obvious that she was also very sad because of the death of the villagers.

Doesn’t this girl have any relatives?

Why do we only see people comforting others, but she doesn’t cry?

Li Wudao touched Qingniu's head and thought in confusion.

"Thank you...thank you. My name is Duan Xiaoyan, you can call me Xiaoyan." After comforting the villagers, Duan Xiaoyan walked to Li Wudao with a blush on her face.

"Yeah." Li Wudao's eyes were as deep as the sea and he responded softly.

Duan Xiaoyan was breathtakingly beautiful under the moonlight in the night sky, but Li Wudao touched the blue hair on his head without giving it too much thought.

"Woo woo~" Duan Xiaoyan suddenly threw herself into Li Wudao's arms, catching him off guard.

"Uncle Tiezhu is dead. He used to be very good to me!"

"Big Egg and Second Egg are dead too. They were only nine years old! They used to like to boil camel milk for me to drink."

“…”

After comforting the villagers, Duan Xiaoyan's suppressed fear and pain finally broke out.

She has no parents, and the villagers are more like her relatives.

Now that they are gone, she is heartbroken.

Li Wudao looked at the beauty whose tears had soaked his green robe. He raised his arms but didn't know where to put them, so he had to put them down.

Only by letting go can he pick up the knife. Li Wudao has a more important mission!

"Can't you just hug me?" Duan Xiaoyan raised her head in Li Wudao's arms, her eyes and face were red.

The little girl was crying sadly with tears hanging on her eyelashes.

"Sorry..." Li Wudao said.

How could Li Wudao not understand when the other girl said this?

But he can't.

"Okay... thank you. Your chest is very warm and can heat up the big night of the Western Desert." Duan Xiaoyan reluctantly came out of Li Wudao's arms and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

In the moonlight, she walked towards the cellar, staring at the corners of her feet. Li Wudao looked at her slender back with a faint smile on his lips.

This girl is really beautiful.

"Hey, aren't you the strong man I want to sacrifice?" Duan Xiaoyan asked, turning around.

Under the moonlight, Li Wudao nodded.

"Okay... I will fulfill my promise!" Duan Xiaoyan has a graceful figure and her blushing face is like a flower bud.

Her sacrifice was her pure body...

Looking at the handsome and dignified Li Wudao, Duan Xiaoyan felt shy, but was willing in her heart.

"Uh..." Li Wudao watched Duan Xiaoyan walk away quickly like a frightened rabbit, touching his hair helplessly.

He patted the green ox's head. The green ox rolled its eyes at Li Wudao and its body suddenly grew to three meters.

Li Wudao lay on the cow's back, crossed his legs and looked at the beautiful night sky, intending to spend the night like this.

Why hasn't this dead guy come yet?

Don’t I have any charm at all?

No way, I should be very beautiful!

Duan Xiaoyan was lost in thought in the cellar, waiting for Li Wudao's arrival.

She remembered what Aunt Chunlai had just said: It is not easy to survive in the Western Desert. Now the strong laborers in the village are dead or injured. You must keep him!

But since Li Wudao refused to go into the cellar, Duan Xiaoyan had no other choice.

What is he doing?

With this doubt in mind, Duan Xiaoyan adjusted her hair and half of her head emerged from the cellar.

Li Wudao was practicing, but he was just lying down.

The martial arts rules of Xu Tu are incomplete, so Li Wudao can only use his powerful spirit to travel into the sky, cross the martial arts network, and absorb the power of the mysterious starry sky.

With every breath, the stars in the sky appear closer and farther away, rising and falling!

What's going on?

Is this man really a supernatural being?

Duan Xiaoyan was confused. She was not a warrior, so she was at a loss.

In her heart, any warrior master is very powerful, and a warrior in the extraordinary realm is an even greater figure among masters.

But she didn't know that even the big shots in her mind would kneel down when they saw Li Wudao!

Li Wudao had an upright posture to begin with. He leaned against the back of the green ox, gazing up at the stars, which rose and fell with him.

In Duan Xiaoyan's eyes, Li Wudao was so mysterious that she was stunned for a moment.

"Does it look good?" a deep male voice asked.

"Hmm...ah!" Duan Xiaoyan nodded unconsciously, but when she turned around, she saw Li Wudao's handsome face.

Duan Xiaoyan felt shy when her thoughts were discovered. Suddenly she reacted and looked at Qingniu.

Li Wudao on the back of the green ox turned into a shadow and shattered. It was because the speed was too fast that only a shadow was left in the eyes!

Li Wudao's body was suspended in mid-air three inches above the ground. Duan Xiaoyan curiously stretched out her jade hand and placed it between Li Wudao's chest and the ground. Unexpectedly, she touched nothing. It was empty.

"You...you can fly? That's amazing!" Duan Xiaoyan looked at Li Wudao with a straight gaze and praised him a little embarrassedly.

"It's just flying, it's nothing." Li Wudao said calmly.

A mere post-natal martial artist can fly in the sky above the earth, so how could a figure like him, Li Wudao, not be able to do it?

Duan Xiaoyan looked at them with envy. She was not a warrior, but she envied the freedom of warriors and yearned for them in her heart, but she didn't even have a method to practice.

"I wish I could fly too." Duan Xiaoyan murmured.

Yearning to fly?

This is not easy to deal with!

Li Wudao had sharp ears and eyes, and when he heard Duan Xiaoyan's words, he thought to himself.

He stretched out his fair and slender hand and motioned Duan Xiaoyan to hold him.

Is this to hold my hand?

Duan Xiaoyan was looking forward to it. Her pretty face in the dark was shy and blushed, which was extremely cute.

Li Wudao took Duan Xiaoyan's hand and quickly brought Duan Xiaoyan to the back of the blue ox.

Just as Duan Xiaoyan was wondering, the green bull took off into the air and rushed straight into the dark sky!

"Wow! So high, so fast!" Duan Xiaoyan said excitedly to Li Wudao in front of him.

The village on the ground quickly became smaller, and the blue ox carried the two people to the sky. Clouds swirled around them, and it seemed that the stars had become much larger.

"How is it? Are you happy?" Li Wudao asked, turning his head with a smile on his lips.

Duan Xiaoyan nodded with a blushing face, her eyes like a clear spring, staring at Li Wudao's back who was so close to her, not knowing what she was thinking.

The green ox flew in the sky for a while, and finally landed on the ground with the two people.