Dragon Sword Emperor

Chapter 180 Old Beggar (Part [-])
The remaining members of the Yanhuo Association were all stunned at this moment. They didn't expect that Han Yueying would actually kill Wu Zheng with his hands. Even Ye Shiwei's thin lips parted slightly, looking surprised. With the shadow of the cold moon.

"you!"

The members of the Yanhuo Association did not expect such a thing to happen at all. As an elite disciple of the Yanhuo Association, Wu Zheng was so easily killed by Han Yueying. He was so scared that he was speechless at the moment, with a terrified expression on his face Looking at Han Yueying.

Just now when Wu Zheng was still there, they could still show off their might, but now that Wu Zheng is dead, they only have fear in their hearts.

However, before they recovered from their fear, they saw rays of light flashing in the dilapidated house, accompanied by a few deep voices, and before they even uttered a scream, they were instantly struck by Han Yueying. Killed.

It is useless to keep these members of the Yanhuo Association. Originally, Han Yueying wanted to make the Fu family suffer a hundred times and a thousand times.

After Ye Shiwei was stunned for a moment, she came back to her senses.

Although Ye Shiwei is kind-hearted, it doesn't mean she is timid. On the contrary, she is very strong inside.

On the Endless Continent, it was originally a world where the fittest survive and the strong are respected. Since Wu Zheng just made a move to kill Han Yueying, he should prepare for the corresponding consequences, including death.

Although he was surprised that Han Yueying could kill Wu Zheng in a short time, he didn't feel any panic.

Looking at Han Yueying in black robe and hood, Ye Shiwei also thought for a moment, thinking when did the Ice and Snow Association have such a number one figure, she had never heard of it.

If there are really such powerful people, the last association competition would not be at the bottom.

But Ye Shiwei thought about it again, although Han Yueying was strong, she might not be that good at refining medicine, so she chose to join the Ice and Snow Association.

Han Yueying wrapped the Ghost Coiled Sword with a black cloth, put it behind her back, and then walked up to Ye Shiwei and said, "Take it, although the man didn't give it all, but the money should be able to make these poor people improve a little bit, right? .”

Ye Shiwei looked at Han Yueying, was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "Master is kind, then I will thank you for those poor people."

Han Yueying smiled calmly and said: "Don't thank me first, I am not a good person with a chivalrous heart, I also want to ask you a question, I hope you can answer me."

"Sir, please speak."

"Do you know the medicinal ingredients here?" Han Yueying took out the list of medicinal ingredients and showed it to Ye Shiwei.

Although Ye Shiwei is an elite disciple of the first-class association and Wanhua Association, but she is only nineteen years old, so her experience is still relatively inexperienced, and Han Yueying feels that it is impossible for her to be Ye Shiwei.

Sure enough, Ye Shiwei looked at the medicinal materials for refining the Yin-Yang Blood Pill and the Concentrating Soul Transformation Pill, then slightly shook her head and said apologetically, "Forgive me for my ignorance, so I can't help you sir."

"It's ok."

"However, since you are looking for medicinal materials, why did you choose to come to this place?" Ye Shiwei asked a little puzzled. This is a poor neighborhood, and people living here can't even eat. How can there be those precious things? medicinal materials.

"I heard from a friend. She said that I might be able to find information about the medicinal materials I need here, so I came here."

Ye Shiwei nodded to express her understanding.

"You are really a kind girl. I don't think even ordinary people would want to come to this kind of place, but you still give food to these poor people."

"Doesn't the Buddhist scriptures say that things are free and karmic retribution? I am accumulating virtue for myself, and there is nothing worthy of my son's praise." Ye Shiwei said with a smile.

"Do you also believe in Buddhism?"

"Why not. Young Master, you should also believe in Buddhism. Isn't your heart very kind?"

Han Yueying smiled lightly and said, "How to start, I don't think I'm a good person."

"Just now you were at the end of the line waiting for these poor people to eat first, and you asked me questions before you came up, because you were afraid of delaying their meal, isn't that still counted?"

Han Yueying smiled slightly and remained silent.Maybe he is not such a kind person, but he lived in a monastery and grew up beside Master Wuchen, so he naturally has a good impression of this kind-hearted person who truly believes in Buddhism and is worth making friends with.

"By the way, if you want to inquire about the news, my son, maybe your friend is talking about an old gentleman."

"you know?"

"I don't know too well, but please come with me, young master, maybe you will gain something."

"it is good."

Now that Ye Shiwei has said so, then I will naturally go to have a look, after all, Ye Shiwei must know a lot about this place.

On the way, Ye Shiwei told Han Yueying that there lived an old beggar in this poor neighborhood. The man had a strange personality and didn't like others to approach him, so he never dined with the poor here, and Ye Shiwei personally sent him there every time.

Following Ye Shiwei's footsteps, the two of them reached the edge of the slum area in a short time. There was not a single person here, and the poor people in such a marginal area did not come here.

Ye Shiwei stopped in her tracks, pointed to a dilapidated house in front of her and said, "My lord, it's here. The old man has been staying in this place all the time. I'll take you to find him."

"Then I will trouble you, Miss Ye."

"Young Master, you can just call me Shiwei. I am also a Buddhist believer. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to make friends with you." Ye Shiwei stretched out her jade hand generously and said with a smile.

"Of course." Han Yueying also replied.

Follow Ye Shiwei into the dilapidated house.

The house is not big, and there are cobwebs covering the entire door, but the front is swept and there are no cobwebs. It seems that Ye Shiwei often comes here to deliver meals, so she cleaned it up.

She is indeed a very kind woman.

Although the whole place in the slum neighborhood seems to be abandoned, it is more dilapidated and lifeless than the other houses in the slum neighborhood in front of it. It looks like a house that no one has lived in for many years. It is hard to imagine that there will be people living here.

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With a deep voice, Ye Shiwei gently pushed the door open, and there was no one inside, and dust rushed towards her face in an instant.

Ye Shiwei covered her cheeks with her sleeves, and waved her hands to disperse the dust.

"Old sir, are you there?"

There was silence and no response.

In the middle of this room, there is a very large old cloth curtain blocking the front. Ye Shiwei pointed to the cloth curtain and said softly: "Maybe I'm resting, my lord."

"Then I'll wait outside."

"No, son. This old man has always been like this. Every time I deliver food, he asks me to wake him up."

"Really, then go and have a look."

(End of this chapter)