Linglong Town (VIII) When Ying Heng first met Sandy, she was still an infant.

He knew that Sang Dai was not Sang Wenzhou's biological daughter, and Ying Heng was also an elder of the Sword Sect. He knew all these things.

At that time, Sang Wenzhou brought Sang Dai back. She was less than a month old. Because she had been in the snow and ice for a long time, her little face was pale and bloodless.

At that time, everyone in the Sword Sect said it was a miracle. A child of that age had stayed in the snow for so long and was not dead. There was even a "mulberry" plaque hanging around his neck. Everyone in the Sword Sect thought it was fate.

When naming the child, Sang Wenzhou wanted to give him a random name, but Ying Heng, who had been sitting in the corner silently, suddenly stepped forward.

He is the youngest elder of the Sword Sect and also the one with the highest cultivation among the elders of the Sword Sect. He has helped the Sword Sect to eliminate evil spirits hundreds of times. Naturally, his status in the Sword Sect is different from that of ordinary elders. Even the Sect Master Sang Wenzhou has to respect him a little.

He walked forward and Sang Wenzhou handed the child to him.

Ying Heng held Sandi in his arms at a loss. Sandi had not yet closed her eyes at that time, and her facial features did not look as beautiful as they are now.

He reached out his hand and touched her little face. She smacked her lips and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Ying Heng's eyes were slightly red, and he said with a smile: "Let's call her Sandy."

The word "Dai" was a word that Bai Yu had once told him. Sang Dai's full name should be Weisheng Sang and her nickname should be A'dai.

Ying Heng gave her the nickname that Bai Yu had once mentioned.

Ying Heng Xianjun, who had been living on the top of Tianque Mountain, no longer often went down the mountain to practice. Unless there was a serious evil disturbance, he would almost always stay in the Sword Sect.

In the first three years after Sandy came to Jianzong, Ying Heng taught the little girl how to walk for the first time. The first word the little girl called was not "Daddy and Mommy", but "Uncle Ying".

Everyone in the Sword Sect knew that the gentle and kind Immortal Lord Ying Heng liked Sang Dai very much, but they just thought that it was an elder who liked to tease the younger one. It was not until Sang Dai awakened her heavenly spiritual roots at the age of three that Sang Wenzhou wanted to choose a master for her.

Ying Heng, the Immortal Lord who had never accepted a disciple for hundreds of years, came forward and asked to accept Sang Dai as his disciple.

His attitude was very firm, but Sang Wenzhou was hesitant at that time.

Ying Heng's temperament is too gentle. Sandi will become the Sword Sect's most powerful sword in the future, and it will be difficult for Ying Heng to train Sandi to be like this.

But three-year-old Sandy came to the hall and went straight to Ying Heng's side. The little girl, who was just above Ying Heng's knees, grabbed his clothes and said in a childish voice, "I want Uncle Ying."

In this way, Sandy became Ying Heng's apprentice.

Ying Heng moved down from the top of Tianque Mountain and found a place to live in Jianzong Yujiang Peak. Sang Dai lived with him, and Ying Heng raised her almost as his own daughter.

The Sword Clan felt that Immortal Ying Heng had too good a temper and would not be able to teach the Sword Clan's eldest daughter well.

In fact, if other elders had raised Sandy, she might not have achieved what she has today.

Sandy is very similar to Ying Heng, with a good temper, kind heart and gentleness, but a strong character. The hand holding the sword never wavers, and the sword will is always extremely firm.

When Sandy was less than ten years old, she had already made up her mind to be a swordsman. As a little girl at that time, she went to the sword pavilion alone to choose a sword, and the world's number one sword Zhiyu drew his sword in response.

At the age of ten, Sandy has reached a level that others would hardly reach at the age of a hundred.

Every year on her birthday, Ying Heng would prepare everything for her disciple in advance, cook a table full of delicious food, allow her disciples to take a couple of days off to go down the mountain and play, and the birthday gifts prepared for her would be different every year.

Only ten years old.

Only that year.

He hadn't been there for Sandy's tenth birthday, and he never was since.

Now, more than a hundred years have passed.

Ying Heng could not see anything and was surrounded by delusion and darkness, but his mind was now full of Sandy's face.

He couldn't imagine what Sandy would look like when she grew up. In his memory, she was still a little baby, wearing a training suit and saluting him.

"Master."

master.

Master, please don't leave.

Master, please don’t abandon Dai Dai.

Master, Master, Master.

Ying Heng covered his chest and suddenly spat out a large amount of blood. The dark blood splashed on his white clothes. His long black hair hung down, swaying with his cough.

Ying Heng knelt on the ground, supporting his body with one hand and covering his heart with the other, with blood hanging from his jaw and about to fall off.

The young man in black sat in the corner leaning against the wall, chewing and swallowing the candy as if it were melon seeds. Seeing Ying Heng's desperate look, he just felt confused.

Isn't it just that you haven't seen your disciple for more than a hundred years? Isn't it just that you have lost your spiritual roots? Isn't it just that you have lost all five senses? Is it necessary to cry like this?

The man who was over 500 years old was now like a child of a few years old, with tears falling from his eyes.

"Dade..."

The young man in black was really annoyed, so he walked up to him and wanted to chop him unconscious, otherwise the person he had just rescued would cry to death.

As he approached Ying Heng, a choking sound reached his ears.

"Master is wrong, it is Master who is wrong..."

"Daidai, I shouldn't have left you, Daidai, it's Master's fault..."

These were mostly the same sentences that were repeated over and over again. The young man in black, who had been chewing the candy happily, now felt that the candy was irritating his teeth.

He frowned and looked at Ying Heng kneeling on the ground, coughing up blood and crying bitterly.

"Eh, not really, right?"

He sent a message.

Ying Heng did not respond, as if he had been greatly shocked.

The young man in black swallowed the chewed candy and leaned against the wall to communicate with Ying Heng.

"Your disciple is alive and well now, why are you crying over him?"

Ying Heng finally responded.

He didn't know where the man was standing now. He couldn't see or hear anything. His eyes were unfocused, just randomly falling on one place.

"Dede...where is Dede?"

"I've been in Linglongzhen recently."

"Is she... is she doing well?"

"Well, it should be okay?"

"Should it be... that the Sword Sect is not nice to her?"

"Sword Sect? How could the Sword Sect be good to her? She is not Sang Wenzhou's biological daughter. She can fight for the Sword Sect ten times a month. Her golden core was shattered in the battle four months ago. The Sword Sect threw her on the battlefield."

Ying Heng asked hurriedly: "How is she now?"

"He is not dead. He has even entered the Mahayana realm. However, he betrayed the immortal world and went to the demon world."

"...Demon world?"

"Yes, now it's the Demon Queen."

"Demon Queen?" Ying Heng was completely stunned. When he remembered who the Demon King was, he could not even cough. He said with difficulty: "Demon King... Demon King is not okay. Su Xiu is over a thousand years old and has countless concubines. How can Dai Dai——"

"What are you thinking?" The young man in black was surprised. "The demon king Su Xuan is only about a hundred years old, only one year older than Sang Dai. Su Xiu is dead."

"Su...Su Xuan?"

Ying Heng slept for too long and was a little dazed. For a moment he couldn't react to whose name this was.

After he reacted, he was surprised and said, "Isn't Su Xuan the seventh son of the Demon King, the one with the awakened fire-type heavenly spiritual root? Why is he with Dai Dai..."

The young man in black ate another candy. With the candy in his mouth, he spoke incoherently: "I don't know. It was Su Xuan who saved her on the battlefield."

"…Is she doing well now?"

"I don't know if it's good or not, but it's better than being in the fairy world. Your Immortal Alliance has issued a hunting order for her. If she hadn't entered the Mahayana stage and hadn't had the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan's Soul-Snatching Technique to help her, she would have been hunted down to death by the Immortal Alliance."

It was just a few simple words, and as this person said, Sandy was living a good life now, but his words still pierced into her heart like a sword.

He knew clearly that after he left, Sandy's situation in the Sword Sect would never be good, and no one would fight against the Sword Sect to protect her secretly, but why did he leave at that time?

He couldn't remember anything at all, his head was aching, and he was coughing up blood due to anger.

The young man in black was annoyed by what he heard and threw the Qiankun bag to him: "I went to get the elixir, but I don't know which one to give you. Choose one and eat it yourself."

Of course Ying Heng couldn't make a choice as his five senses were completely lost. Instead of taking the elixir, he forced himself to suppress his cough.

He staggered to his feet and was about to go out, but the young man in black stopped him.

"What are you doing?"

"Looking for Dede."

"No, you can't go now."

Ying Heng stopped and asked, "Why?"

The young man in black crossed his arms over his chest and asked in a cold voice: "You abandoned her in the beginning. Now you can't remember anything. Why are you looking for her now? If you could meet, you wouldn't have abandoned her in the beginning."

Ying Heng was at a loss.

Of course he knew that the man was right. If he had left Sandy on his own initiative, then there must have been a compelling reason for him to not stay by Sandy's side. Now he couldn't remember why he had left Sandy in the first place, and going to her without hesitation might bring her great trouble.

Ying Heng groped his way to find the stone and sat down.

He once shook the nine states of the fairyland with a single sword, but now his spiritual roots have been drained, his spiritual power has been lost, and his five senses are gone.

He couldn't even see his own apprentice.

It was the first time he felt so confused. The future was completely unknown, and he didn't know how Sandy was doing now. He wanted to see her, but he was afraid to see her.

It was just a big dream. When she woke up, the little girl who was only waist-high at that time had already married and had a husband and family.

Will Sandy blame him, will she hate him, will she still recognize him?

The black-clothed young man Lazy sent him a message: "Your memory disorder is probably caused by the loss of spiritual roots and the severe damage to your body."

Ying Heng couldn't even figure out who had drained away his spiritual roots.

But this man gave him the answer.

He said casually: "Oh, I drew your spiritual roots."

Ying Heng blinked and looked over with a blank gaze.

The young man in black looked at him from a distance, took out his candy and ate it while saying, "I can tell you what I know, Ying Heng. I was entrusted by someone to save you. I saved you for my own purpose. You owe me a life, so you must help me complete what I want to do."

"If you don't agree, I can kill you."

Ying Heng was silent for a long time.

After a long time, the hoarse voice echoed in the silent cave.

"good."

***

Just after noon, Sandy woke up.

Su Xuan was still holding her with his eyes closed, as if he had not woken up yet. The little fox had very long eyelashes and looked very calm when he closed his eyes.

Sandy poked his nose.

The little fox frowned.

Sandy pinched his nose.

The little fox opened his eyes and looked fiercely at the messy little swordsman.

"Su Xuan, we——"

Before she could finish her words, he turned over and pressed on her.

With one hand resting on the back of Sandy's head and the other hand cupping her cheek to make her tilt her head back, the little fox kissed her.

Sandy was pressed on the bed and kissed by him for a long time in a daze, until he wiped away the silver streak on her chin. She was breathing hard, and the little fox licked her lips.

"You disturbed my sleep, I have to take revenge."

Sandy: “…”

He is really petty.

The little fox lay down on its side and looked into her eyes, smiling happily.

【It feels so good to kiss. 】

Sandy: “…”

[My mouth is soft, everything is soft and fragrant. I like to kiss you and want to kiss you again. 】

Sandy: “…………”

【Kiss me for a while longer, kiss my ears. 】

Sandel pulled the quilt over herself: "Su Xuan!"

Su Xuan put the back of his hand over his eyes and laughed softly. His chest trembled and shook. Even Sandy, who was curled up in the quilt, could feel his laughter.

So cute!

It will be easier to tease her in the future!

The little fox rushed forward and hugged Sandy tightly in his arms, rubbing his chin against her head, as clingy as a cub.

Sandy curled up in the quilt and laughed quietly. After being held by him for a while, she carefully pulled back the quilt to expose her head and pointed to the sky outside: "It's noon now. Let's go find Wu Hanshu."

Su Xuan brushed away her messy hair and asked her softly, "Did Dai Dai have a good rest?"

Sang Dai sat up and nodded: "Now that I am resurrected with full health, Su Xuan, I want to find out what happened as soon as possible. I have to go find my master."

She sat cross-legged on the bed and looked down at the little fox who was still lying there: "You said you saw the Spring Shadow Sword appear in Linglong Town. Where did you see it?"

Su Xuan opened his eyes and looked at her: "I didn't see it with my own eyes. I just heard from the demon cultivators who were sent to Linglong Town to investigate that Ying Heng Xianjun's sword appeared in the ghost market. This news may not be true, it may just be a rumor."

Sandy frowned slightly, "No, I don't think it's a rumor. My master has become the enemy of the entire four realms. Even if someone wants to deceive people into selling treasures, they can't use my master's sword as a gimmick. It's very dangerous. People who have anything to do with my master can easily be assassinated by some radical people."

Su Xuan lay on his side and looked at her. He hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke: "Daidai, you should know that this is probably a trap. Immortal Ying Heng's spiritual roots have been taken away..."

Having said this, the swordsman lowered her eyes, feeling a little depressed. Su Xuan couldn't bear to see her like this, so he couldn't help but lower his voice.

"The Immortal Lord Ying Heng's spiritual roots were taken away. In serious cases, he died. In minor cases, he lost all five senses and his spiritual power was gone. So you understand, Dai Dai... It is difficult for him to appear in Linglong Town. Now he is probably locked up in a place. Why did the Spring Shadow Sword appear here?"

Sandy knew that the Spring Shadow Sword was most likely a hook to lure her deeper, but even if she knew it was a trap, it had been so long, and after so many years she finally had some information about Ying Heng, so she had to jump in even if it was a fatal flaw.

Su Xuan held her hand and said, "Daidai, I know you are not afraid of danger. You have a very high level of cultivation, and I trust you, but I am also worried."

"No one can kill the calm and composed Sandy, but you are prone to emotional upheavals when it comes to matters concerning Immortal Lord Ying Heng."

Just like Su Xuan would not remain calm when facing Sandy's affairs, Sandy would also lose her mind if Su Xuan encountered danger.

Because I care, I become restless.

He knew that Sandy cared a lot about Ying Heng.

Sandy was still sitting cross-legged, her hair a little messy because she had just woken up.

She whispered, "Su Xuan, I know everything. I won't act impulsively. I just want to find him."

Su Xuan sighed lightly. His heart softened when he saw her like this, and he couldn't say anything else.

He sat up, threw off the quilt and got out of bed. He leaned over her knees, picked her up and placed her in front of the dressing mirror.

"Su Xuan, I'll do it myself."

Su Xuan undid her hair neatly, his long eyelashes drooping slightly as he said calmly, "Let me do it, you take a nap for a while."

How could Sandy sleep?

She looked at the two people reflected in the mirror. Su Xuan had a peaceful expression, his silver hair was smooth and soft and half-tied up with a hairpin. The little fox always dressed in a noble yet casual manner.

Sandy could only wait quietly for him to tie her hair.

The bun he tied up was prettier than hers, and he pinned her hair with a pearl hairpin and a nine-thread hairpin. He turned her around and leaned over to take a look.

【it's beautiful.】

Su Xuan looked at her.

Sandy's face flushed.

The little fox curled his lips and smiled.

【Kiss.】

He leaned over and kissed her, giving her a light peck on the lips.

【Pretty Dai Dai. 】

The swordsman's face became even redder, and he looked particularly beautiful even without any makeup.

Su Xuan touched her hair, took Sang Dai's hand and stood up: "Let's go, let's go find Tan Huai and Liu Lixue."

Sandy nodded: "Okay."

The two men held hands and opened the door, and they saw a monk and a peacock standing outside.

The monk put his hands together and said, "Amitābha, did Miss Sang and the demon king sleep well?"

Peacock nodded: "Look at my master's happy face, he must have slept well."

Su Xuan didn't want to pay attention to him, worried that the shy swordsman would blush again, so he took her hand and walked downstairs.

There's someone blocking the way in front of me.

Peacock's face was still a little pale, but he was obviously much better. As a medical practitioner, he knew best how to treat the disease. Today he was still wearing a dazzling red dress, a very bright red.

Liu Lixue narrowed her eyes slightly: "What's wrong with your mouth?"

Tan Huai said: "I know this. The demon king said that he was bitten by a wild cat."

A wild cat: "..."

Su Xuan: “…………”

Liu Lixue sneered: "I'm afraid this cat is not that cat. Which little cat could bite my master and still be alive?"

Peacock's eyes fell on the red-faced Sandy behind Su Xuan. A certain swordsman instantly turned away his eyes, wishing he could bury his head into the ground, and the word "guilty" was almost written on his face.

Tan Huai understood.

The monk was silent.

The monk lowered his head.

Su Xuan rolled his eyes at Liu Lixue and said in a harsh tone, "If you have nothing to do, just wait at the inn. We are going to get down to business."

He held Sandy's arm and walked around Liu Lixue and went downstairs.

Sandy didn't dare to look back and could only follow him with her head down.

Tan Huai turned around and asked, "So, Mr. Liu, are you going or not?"

Liu Lixue waved her hands and said, "My injuries haven't fully healed yet. If you fight, I'm afraid I'll be a burden to you. You guys go ahead. I'll wait for you to come back here. Just remember to call me if you need anything."

Tan Huai agreed: "Okay, Master Liu can call us if you have anything."

Seeing Liu Lixue enter the house, Tan Huai felt relieved and chased after the two people who had already gone downstairs.

The monk caught up with Su Xuan and Sang Dai and said in a low voice, "Wu Hanshu is not in the City Lord's Mansion."

Sandy: “…what?”

Tan Huai said, "I am the young master of the Zen sect. Linglong Town is under the jurisdiction of the Zen sect. There are also many Zen sect Buddhist practitioners here. I arranged people to keep an eye on Wu Hanshu a long time ago. Just now, a Buddhist practitioner sent me a message saying that Wu Hanshu left the City Lord's Mansion and hurried to a place."

The three of them were walking on the street. There were not many people on the street, and they lowered their voices so that only each other could hear them.

Sandy then asked, "Where did you go?"

"…It seems to be a ghost market."

Sang Dai and Su Xuan both stopped.

Both eyes fell on Tan Huai. He felt inexplicably guilty being looked at and obviously noticed something was wrong.

"Is there something wrong?"

Sandy asked, "You just mentioned the ghost market?"

"……Yes."

Wu Hanshu went to the Ghost Market, and the Chunying Sword appeared in the Ghost Market. Sang Dai knew that these two things were definitely related just by thinking about it.

Tan Huaimin quickly noticed that something was wrong with her mood, and then he looked at Su Xuan, who had the same cold face.

"What happened?"

Sandy said: "The Spring Shadow Sword appeared in the Ghost Market."

Now even Tan Huai understood the cause and effect relationship.

Su Xuan said coldly: "Let's go to the ghost market."

***

The ghost market is located in the southeast corner of Linglong Town, which is located in the suburbs of Linglong Town. If you walk south for a dozen miles, you will be out of the city.

This is considered a dark trading place, which exists in many places in the Four Realms. As long as there is demand, there will be money transactions. Money can solve many problems and buy many things.

The young man in red with a high ponytail was moving among the crowd. He had bright eyes and eyebrows and a ghostly aura. He looked like a very wealthy young man.

The ghost market is very chaotic because there are too many different kinds of people, and most of the things being bought and sold cannot be brought out in the open, so it is very hidden and there is no supervision by the monks in the city. Without the constraints of the law, it will naturally be chaotic.

When we reached a secluded place, several people descended from the sky.

The boy stopped and looked up.

There were about seven or eight people, all of whom seemed to be demon cultivators.

The young man raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that there would be a demon cultivator here.

"Young Master, do you have any gold or silver? My brothers and I have spent all our money, and we would like to borrow some from you."

The leading man said this with a smile, but the ferocity in his eyes and the sharp knife pointed at him showed no sign of negotiation.

Bi Fang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Lend me some money? I don't want to lend you money."

"Not lending? Then what about giving?"

"That's even worse." Bifang curled her lips and narrowed her beautiful eyes. "You smell so bad. It's disgusting."

The demon cultivators' faces instantly turned cold. They had thought that this brat looked like a young boy who was still wet behind the ears and would give money voluntarily if they were scared, but they didn't expect that he could say such things.

"I gave you the face, but you still don't want it." A demon cultivator sneered and swung his sword at him: "Then go to hell."

Bifang put away the medicine in his hand, but the sharp blade of the evil cultivator had already arrived in front of him.

The boy's half-closed eyes darkened, the smile on the corner of his lips was still playful, and he opened his thin lips slightly:

"I've already told you that the evil spirit on you smells terrible."

The red clothes were lifted up by the heat wave, and the wide robe fluttered in the flames. The flames were a strange dark red color, and one could feel an unbearable burning sensation just by getting close to them. The flames were clearly behind him, but they did not burn his clothes, but spread from behind him instantly.

The demon cultivators widened their eyes in shock. What came before fear was the excruciating pain of being burned by the evil fire.

There was no time to even shout for help, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a pile of ashes.

Bifang leaned lazily against the wall. After the fire burned out, only a few faintly glowing white bones were left in the ashes.

He bent down and picked up the bones, saying calmly, "Earth-level spiritual roots, although of inferior quality, can sustain my young lady's life for a few days."

Barely a gain.

He packed up those spiritual roots, used his spiritual power to remove the evil spirit that had tainted his body, and walked away with a gentle smile.

When I pushed open the door of the courtyard, I heard a slight cough coming from inside.

Bi Fang rushed in hurriedly and saw Shi Yao lying at her desk, coughing continuously, with blood dripping from her fingertips.

Black lines spread across her neck, and the pain became more severe.

Bi Fang pressed her acupoints, picked up Shi Yao and placed her on a chair beside the table, then took out the pills he had just bought at the ghost market.

"Miss, the transformation pill can suppress your four sufferings."

Shi Yao is difficult to swallow.

Bifang took out those earth-level spiritual roots and carefully cut Shi Yao's wrist. Dark red blood gushed out from the wound and bits of black smoke rose. Sensing the existence of the spiritual roots, the black air actually took the initiative to cling to them.

Shi Yao leaned back in her chair with her eyes closed, her face pale.

Bifang said, "Just bear with me for a while. I will help you kill Sandy soon. Whether you want to seize Sandy's body or take her spiritual root, I will help you."

Shi Yao lowered her eyes. The black blood gushing out of her wound was stained with the black aura that made her hate and had tormented her for so many years.

The gray spiritual root was soon infected by the black air and turned dark black. Bifang burned it clean with the false fire and replaced it with another earth-level spiritual root to continue to attract the black air.

She looked at it for a while, then suddenly laughed: "Is this the price I have to pay for making a deal with the devil?"

Bi Fang said nothing, still looking down respectfully.

"…But I just want to live. What did I do wrong?"

Bi Fang said: "The eldest lady is right."

"Am I really right?"

“Exactly.”

"Bifang, will she really come to the ghost market?"

"She will come."

Shi Yao smiled and took out a jade token. The token flickered on and off, and was soon picked up by the other party.

"Yaoyao?"

Shi Yao curled her lips and smiled softly.

"Mother, I need you to do me a favor."