Chapter 3
It is beneficial for You Bufan's lackeys to lick You Bufan all day long.
They got a lot of good spiritual weapons.
The You family was the richest family in town, and the thing they had the most was money. The various spiritual weapons that Mrs. You bought for You Bufan could fill up two warehouses.
At this moment, You Bufan and his lackeys, holding spiritual weapons, were attacking You Qing.
You Qing had no weapons to defend himself, so he relied entirely on his own skills to dodge and attack.
“Brother, be careful!”
The short carrot-head rushed over, holding a kitchen knife in his little hand, and suddenly blocked a whip for You Qing.
The whip flashed with blue electric light. It was an extremely superior spiritual weapon and also You Bufan's favorite spiritual weapon.
However, this spiritual weapon, which You Bufan had shown off many times, actually made a slight "click" sound when it touched the kitchen knife.
Next second.
The whip touched the blade of the kitchen knife and broke into two without warning and fell to the ground.
You Bufan was dumbfounded.
Everyone present was dumbfounded.
Ming Qiao, who was holding a large kitchen knife, reacted the fastest. While everyone was stunned, he took the initiative to attack with the kitchen knife in hand!
He used a kitchen knife to cut off a long sword, two ancient knives, and two strange spiritual weapons of unknown origin.
"Go away!"
After Ming Qiao chopped off their things, he put on a stern face and threatened them fiercely: "If you don't leave, I'm going to chop you up!"
“You, you——”
With so many spiritual weapons destroyed at once, You Bufan was so angry that he couldn't even speak clearly.
His eyes widened, and he looked at Ming Qiao with a look that seemed like he wanted to skin Ming Qiao alive: "How dare you, f*cking dare, cut my things!"
You Bufan was used to being praised, and now he suffered a loss unexpectedly at the hands of Ming Qiao. It is conceivable how angry he would be.
"I'm going to kill you!"
"Humph, Qiao Qiao is not afraid of you!"
You Bufan was very arrogant, but Ming Qiao, who was holding a kitchen knife, was not afraid at all.
The thing he has the most in his storage ring is self-defense items!
Whether it was the kitchen knife or other things in the storage ring, they were all made by his father.
Everything his father made was very sturdy and easy to use!
Ming Qiao didn't know what spiritual weapons were, and couldn't recognize them. He only knew that these people's weapons were so fragile!
"Brother, I'll give you one."
Ming Qiao's chubby little hand took out a black sword from the storage ring and stuffed it into You Qing's hand.
He stuffed the sword into You Qing's hand and did not let You Qing stand in front of him.
He opened his little arms and protected You Qing like a hen protecting her chicks.
You Qing looked at the top of the child's head, with some emotions surging in his eyes.
"Bufan, don't be impulsive."
Among You Bufan's lackeys, there is one who is rare and has a brain.
He stood beside You Bufan, lowered his voice, and advised: "I'm afraid this kid's background is not simple."
Just looking at the kitchen knife and the black sword that the child took out, they looked very ordinary.
But a kitchen knife that can easily cut off a superior spiritual weapon is definitely not an ordinary item!
Moreover, the child was born with a delicate figure, and the clothes he wore were not something that ordinary people could afford.
They might not get any good result if they face this kid!
Even if they succeed in getting the upper hand and subduing the child, the parents behind the child will probably not let them go!
The lackey, who had a brain, analyzed all the pros and cons to You Bufan.
But You Bufan wouldn't listen.
He was so angry that his face turned blue. He pointed at the child and shouted angrily, "Come on, all of you! I want him to kneel on the ground and kowtow to me and admit his fault!"
Lackey: “…”
The lackey had no choice but to rush forward and fight hard.
Although Ming Qiao's kitchen knife is powerful, his health is too poor to sustain a long-lasting fight.
You Qing also knew that the child was not in good health.
He didn't wait until the child was so tired that he vomited blood. He grabbed the child's collar with one hand and put him aside.
"Wait here."
As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his sword and cut open the armor underneath You Bufan's white clothes.
You Bufan's armor was forged by the Immortal Sect and was extremely precious. It was said that this armor was invulnerable to swords and spears and could withstand attacks from even immortals.
But You Qing's chop shattered the armor into pieces.
You Bufan's face turned pale instantly, and he finally felt scared.
"stop!"
With a trembling voice, he ordered You Qing to stop.
You Qing's expression remained unchanged, he held the sword and continued to swing at You Bufan. His hand was steady, and the sword was also steady.
This black sword was flexible and sharp in his hand.
The tip of his sword was pointing directly at You Bufan's heart.
He wants You Bufan to die!
All of You Bufan's lackeys were injured, and now they didn't dare to step forward to protect You Bufan.
Seeing You Bufan fall to the ground and seeing You Qing's sword about to pierce You Bufan's heart, they trembled and closed their eyes in fear.
"Stop it, kid!"
Just as the lackeys were waiting for the tragedy to happen, a deep voice suddenly rang out from far away.
Along with the voice came several immortals in elegant robes.
The immortals came in white clothes, stepping on clouds. The leading immortal flicked his fingers and threw You Qing's body into the air.
You Qing took a few steps back and fell heavily to the ground.
Ming Qiao, who was waiting for You Qing nearby, was stunned when he saw You Qing being thrown out. Then, he ran over anxiously.
"elder brother!"
Ming Qiao hugged You Qing's body, her voice trembling with anxiety: "Does it hurt?"
It must be painful to fall like this.
You Qing endured the pain and shook his head at the child who was about to cry.
Ming Qiao sniffed and didn't believe it: "Qiao Qiao fell down, it hurts."
He once fell off the bed and cried for a long time because of the pain.
The big and the small were hugging each other, and the small one had tears in his eyes.
The immortal who was standing on the clouds, seeing this scene, inexplicably felt as if he was bullying the two children.
"cough."
He cleared his throat and criticized You Qing with a sense of justice: "You are so young, but you have the intention to kill. If I treat you lightly, when you grow up, won't you be more wanton and do evil?"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Before the immortal finished speaking, he saw the child who had tears in his eyes just now, looking up with his pretty face, and shouting at him: "Brother will not become a bad person when he grows up!"
With him watching, he won't let his brother become a big villain!
"You don't know anything, but you beat people up. You are the bad guy!"
Ming Qiao was extremely angry. With his clever little brain, he knew that You Qing, who lived here, must have been bullied for a long time after seeing You Bufan and his arrogant lackeys.
He thought about the bloody wounds on You Qing's body, and his heart felt stuffy and blocked, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
He has been a sickly child since he was young. He has no mother, only a father.
Compared with other healthy cubs or cubs with mothers, he felt that he was a poor little one.
But when he met You Qing, he realized that You Qing was the real poor little thing.
Ming Qiao felt sad when she thought of poor little You Qing.
“You are so bad!”
Ming Qiao didn’t know many words, so he could only say these over and over again: “It’s so annoying! Qiao Qiao hates you guys!”
Ming Qiao's dislike was of no concern to the Immortal.
"You are such a rude boy. Considering your young age, I will not bother with you."
The hated immortal didn't want to hear any more accusations. He walked down from the cloud and approached You Bufan step by step.
You Bufan knew these immortals.
These immortals are from the outer sect of the Nine Star Palace, and they are here to pick him up.
"Immortal."
With the presence of several immortals, You Bufan immediately had someone to rely on.
He pointed at Ming Qiao and made a false accusation, "This kid broke into my house and chopped my spiritual weapon with a kitchen knife! Also, there's something strange about that black sword. It shattered my armor!"
The immortal had seen You Bufan's spiritual weapon and armor.
Hearing that all these were destroyed, he looked at Ming Qiao in surprise.
Ming Qiao has put away the kitchen knife by now.
The immortal's gaze fell on the black sword in You Qing's hand.
He didn't recognize where this sword came from, but since it could shatter You Bufan's armor, it must not be an ordinary sword.
"Such a deadly weapon must not fall into your hands."
The immortal still believes that You Qing is cruel. He snatched the sword away from me through the air and used a high-sounding reason.
"I will keep it for you temporarily. If you are kind-hearted in the future, I will return it to you."
Ming Qiao: “?”
Little Ming Qiao looked at the immortal who was trying to snatch the sword with confusion in his eyes.
After the immortal snatched the sword from You Qing's hand, he turned his head and asked Ming Qiao for the kitchen knife.
Ming Qiao was shocked.
Ming Qiao couldn't help it, he pointed his chubby little hand at the immortal and said out loud the dirty words that he had overheard his father say!
"You, you are so shameless!"
This guy tried to steal his sword and even wanted to steal his kitchen knife!
Just rob it, why bother talking about keeping it!
The immortal who was called shameless: "..."
"How can you talk like that, kid? I'm doing this out of kindness for your sake, fearing that you might use these weapons to do evil. Please don't be ungrateful." The immortal looked a little embarrassed and his tone was a little unfriendly.
Ming Qiao didn't fall for it.
"Give me back my sword!"
Ming Qiao spread out his chubby little hands and asked him for the sword.
The immortal naturally refused to give it.
The big and the small stared blankly. You Qing, whose sword was taken away, suppressed the hostility in his eyes.
He held Ming Qiao's outstretched chubby hand, raised his eyes, and spoke to the immortal.
"I can give you the sword, but not the kitchen knife. The kitchen knife belongs to an elder in Qiao Qiao's family. If I give it to you, he will be unhappy."
"My fellow immortals, it's getting late. I should send Qiao Qiao home."
After You Qing finished speaking, he lowered his head to wrap Ming Qiao's cloak tightly, then picked him up and walked out.
Ming Qiao was carried away, and his chubby little hands consciously wrapped around You Qing's neck.
"Brother, I can walk by myself."
"Um."
You Qing said "hmm" but he didn't let go of Ming Qiao.
The gate was getting closer and closer. The immortals behind them looked at their backs, glanced at each other, and no one chased out.
Just now You Qing mentioned the child’s elders.
This kid picks up a good thing at random.
His elders are definitely not ordinary people.
If they try to take advantage of the child again, or force the child to stay here, it would be difficult to deal with the consequences.
"Junior Brother Meng, would you please…"
"What's wrong with me? I have no selfish motives. Even if his elders come, I have my own reasons."
Now that Master Meng has taken the sword, how could he possibly give it back?
He shook his sleeves, held his sword coldly, and walked away.
When You Bufan saw him leaving, he wanted to stop him, but failed.
The immortals left together, and when You Bufan looked at the door again, You Qing and Ming Qiao were gone!
"Brother, sword."
Ming Qiao walked out of the door, with his chubby face leaning on You Qing's shoulder. He looked at You Qing eagerly and talked about the sword that had been stolen.
"I can't beat him yet."
You Qing is four years older than Mingqiao, but much taller than Mingqiao. He held Mingqiao in his arms and took every step steadily.
He said, "Later, I will defeat him and take the sword back."
Ming Qiao: “Yeah!”
Ming Qiao, who was very easy to please, curled her eyes, and the bad mood caused by her sword being taken away disappeared immediately.
There was a cold wind blowing.
Ming Qiao opened his little cloak and covered You Qing with it.
You Qing's eyes moved slightly.
He continued walking forward, holding the child in his arms, towards a place where he could rest.
Two days later, it was You Bufan’s birthday.
He was taken away by the immortals under the envious gaze of the whole town.
When Ming Qiao saw this scene, he curled his lips and was not envious at all.
"elder brother."
Ming Qiao ran back to the dilapidated temple from the street, holding a piece of paper and handed it to You Qing.
"We can also practice Taoism!"
What Ming Qiao handed over was a small advertisement for Zhang Sect recruiting new members.
This small advertisement said that one can practice Taoism by joining their sect.
You Qing took a quick glance at the small advertisement and knew that this kind of sect that was recruiting new members was most likely trying to fool people.
He was about to tell the child this when he saw the child's fat finger pointing at a flower on the advertisement.
"Extreme Yin Lotus, brother, Qiao Qiao needs to take this medicine."
You Qing: “…”
You Qing looked at the flowers, then he searched for the address of the sect on the advertisement.
The address is a bit far, thousands of miles outside the town.
"I'll leave later."
You Qing put away the flyer and stood up to hang up the freshly washed cape.
After hanging up the small cloak, You Qing didn't say goodbye to anyone. He picked up Ming Qiao and calmly left the town where he had lived for seven years.
Not long after they left, the immortal named Meng hurried over.
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