Chapter 617: Marrying a Beggar as a Son-in-Law



Ruoxi looked at her empty palm, and for the first time, a hint of solemnity appeared in her cold phoenix eyes.

"Such a strong obsession, such a terrifying yin energy!"

She felt a chill in her heart.

These ghost soldiers are no longer simply dead objects, but killing weapons that carry the will of the Taoist Ancestor.

Their strength is far beyond imagination.

"Sister Ruoxi, the Soul-Guiding Banner is broken, and these ghost soldiers are completely enraged. What should we do now?"

Xiaodie's expression also became extremely ugly, and her tone was full of worry.

"roar!"

On the banks of the Jiexing River, the yin energy of the ghost soldiers became more and more intense, and the killing became more crazy.

"There's no other way. We must evacuate the secret realm immediately!"

Ruoxi took a deep breath and made a quick decision.

The Yin soldiers have completely lost control. If the geniuses in the secret realm do not leave the secret realm, they will be slaughtered.

When Xiaodie heard this, the worry on her delicate face became even more intense.

"But, Sister Ruoxi, once we open the exit of the secret realm, these killing machines will definitely follow us out."

"By then, the entire Upper Immortal Realm will be in chaos, and all lives will be devastated!"

Ruoxi frowned and nodded.

"I know."

She looked towards that hell on earth, and her voice became extremely firm.

"It seems that we need to organize people to intercept the ghost soldiers at the exit of the secret realm. We must not let the ghost soldiers set foot in the fairyland."

At the same time.

The mortal world, Antai Town, Qing Prefecture.

Half a month has passed since Ye Chen and Zhang Yuchen were rescued by Qing An'er, the eldest daughter of the Qing family.

Zhang Yuchen's injuries were relatively minor, and thanks to the Qing family's use of many precious medicinal herbs, he has now fully recovered.

Ye Chen's injuries were too severe, with all his internal organs being damaged. Even with the nourishment of spiritual medicine, he could only barely get out of bed and needed help to walk.

"Brother, watch your step."

Zhang Yuchen carefully helped Ye Chen out of the room and came to the backyard of the Qing family to bask in the sun.

"Well, Xiaochen, I'm fine."

Ye Chen hunched his thin body and sat down slowly on the stone bench in the yard.

"Sir, it seems that you have recovered well and can finally get out of bed and walk around."

At this moment, a sweet voice like a yellow oriole singing in a valley was heard.

Qing An'er came towards them with her personal maid, a hint of joy on her face.

"Miss Qing."

Seeing this, Ye Chen, who had just sat down, struggled to stand up and salute.

"My lord, you are injured, no need to be so polite!"

Qing An'er quickly walked a few steps to Ye Chen, stretched out her jade hand and pressed lightly, signaling him to sit down and not stand up.

"Hurry up and sit down. Your injury hasn't healed yet."

Qing An'er sat down on the stone bench opposite Ye Chen, looking at him with her beautiful eyes.

"Thank you Miss Qing for taking me in during this period. I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble."

Ye Chen said a little embarrassedly.

"What are you talking about, sir?"

Qing An'er shook her head slightly and looked at Ye Chen with clear eyes.

"Young Master was seriously injured while trying to save me. It is only right that An'er should take you in and take care of you."

As she spoke, her eyes were dazed for a moment when she looked at Ye Chen.

The man in front of me was obviously too weak to even lift a finger, but his eyes were so deep that they seemed to hide a sea of ​​stars.

That kind of calmness and indifference that has gone through the vicissitudes of life is something that an ordinary person cannot possess.

"Miss Qing, I... plan to leave in a few days."

Ye Chen pondered for a moment, then spoke.

Before he could finish his words, Qing An'er interrupted him anxiously.

"Leave?" Qing An'er's voice rose a few degrees.

"no!"

"Sir, you are my savior. How can you leave me like this when your injuries haven't healed yet?"

"Sir, please rest assured and recover from your injuries in my house!"

"You can stay in your house with peace of mind, so that I can have the opportunity to repay you for saving my life." Qing An'er added, fearing that Ye Chen would refuse.

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss Qing, but I have made up my mind."

Although Ye Chen's voice was weak, his tone was firm.

He turned his head to look at Zhang Yuchen who was holding him tightly beside him, and a rare hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes.

"It's just that Xiaochen is still young, I hope Miss Qing can take him in."

Although Ye Chen has closed his six senses, his mysterious instinct drives him to immerse himself in the world and gain experience.

But he didn't want Zhang Yuchen to follow him, sleeping in the open and being looked down upon.

Qing Mansion can at least ensure that this child has enough food and warm clothes.

"No, I don't want it!"

Zhang Yuchen's face flushed red instantly when he heard that, and he blurted out without thinking.

"Wherever my brother goes, Xiaochen will go!"

He held Ye Chen's arm tightly, his little face full of stubbornness and determination.

"No! You can't leave!"

Seeing this, Qing An'er's tone became more anxious, and he quickly stepped forward to stand in front of the two of them.

"Young Master was seriously injured while saving me. How could An'er watch his savior end up on the streets?"

She knew in her heart that with Ye Chen's frail body, once he left the Qing Mansion, his only fate would be to become a beggar on the street corner again.

"If you insist on leaving, please wait until your injuries are healed!"

Qing An'er stared at Ye Chen with her beautiful eyes, her eyes sincere and with a hint of pleading.

Just when the three people in the yard were in a stalemate, behind a rockery in the backyard of Qing Mansion.

A middle-aged man in brocade clothes was looking at the scene in the yard with an unhappy expression.

"Why are these two lowly beggars still staying in this mansion?"

He lowered his voice, his tone filled with disgust.

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