The "woman" in red also raised her head pitifully.
When he saw the face of the woman in red, Huang Daxian was distracted, and without asking any further questions, he hurriedly stepped forward to lift the restraint.
As soon as the restriction was removed, the thorns wrapped around the woman's feet in red were immediately untied.
It's just that the poison on the thorns had already entered the woman's body, so Huang Daxian quickly took the opportunity to invite the woman to follow him back to the camp, and leave after the treatment is complete.
On the way, Huang Daxian asked the woman a few words.
Only then did I know that the woman in red was called "Qing'er". She was originally from Beiqing. Because she had an aunt who lived in Zizhuling, she brought her younger brother Xiaolong and maid Xiaoyue into the mountain to visit relatives.
Unexpectedly, just after entering the mountain, he encountered a restriction and was entangled by poisonous thorns.
"If it weren't for Master Huang's help, I'm afraid my daughter would be in trouble today." After "Qing'er" said, she shyly glanced at Huang Daxian, who was so affectionately looked at by the beauty, and immediately lost her soul Seven souls.
"Miss Qing'er, you're being polite. It's a coincidence that I only pass by the mountains occasionally. To tell you the truth, there have been some disasters in Zizhu Ridge recently, and the villagers have all moved out. I think your aunt has already fled for her life. This time, you guys are going to return disappointed." Huang Daxian thought in his heart that he must get this beautiful woman, but on the surface he was dignified, with the appearance of a gentleman.
"What?" When the Qing'er girl heard this, her face paled, she hugged her maid, Xiaoyue, and started crying without even thinking about it. "Xiaoyue, what should I do? My aunt is missing. I don't want to go back to Beiqing. I will never marry that disabled son of General Zhou."
Seeing that the beautiful woman was crying like rain, and the maids and children beside her also wiped away their tears, Huang Daxian looked confused.
After crying for a long time, the beauty still hugged "her" maid, but in desperation, the black-faced maid could only explain.
It turns out that this great beauty, Miss Qing'er, is also a well-known beauty in Beiqing.
Just because his family was in decline, he was favored by a general's son in the city. The general's son, not to mention his ugly appearance, was also disabled in the lower half of his body. The eldest lady of the family did not succumb to her fate, so she brought the only things in the family along with her younger brother Xiaolong, Xiaolong, and Xiaolong. The maids fled to Zizhu Ridge to join their relatives.
Originally, she thought that this place was remote and could avoid people's eyes and ears, but she didn't know that the sudden change in Zizhu Ridge blocked her last way of life.
"Miss Qing'er's life experience is really pitiful." Huang Daxian was ecstatic when he heard that, but on his face he looked very sympathetic. "I don't know, girl, would you like to join my Qinglei Daomen? I am the master of Qinglei Daomen, Huang Daxian. There are also lay female disciples in Qinglei Daomen. After joining my Qinglei Daomen, you will have no worries about food and clothing in the future. This seat will also protect the safety and security of your family.
"Miss, this is really great, we are saved." The black-faced maid hurriedly pushed her own lady, and the latter let go of her hand reluctantly.
"She" wiped away her tears, and walked forward to thank her with a bit of shyness on her pretty face.
"Then I would like to thank the sect master for taking me in. Qing'er and Qing'er's family will all depend on you, Master, to take care of them from now on."
Hearing that the beautiful woman has no palace and completely believed in himself, Huang Daxian became ecstatic. He hurriedly detoxified Qing'er, and asked several disciples to pack up a clean tent to house Qing'er's family. stay.
Anyway, the great beauty has already fallen into his hands, and it will come to Japan. After he finds the Qiankun Zijin Bamboo, he will take it back and enjoy it slowly.
After the women in red entered the camp, the disciples of Qinglei Daomen withdrew.
Earlier, with tears in her eyes, the lovely and pitiful "Qing'er" beauty immediately changed her face.
Needless to say, these people are exactly what Ye Lingyue and the others pretended to be.
"It turned out to be an old bastard from the Qinglei Daomen, who actually wanted to kidnap this young man to become a female disciple of the Qinglei Daomen, and blinded him." The Ruinqing Sect, where Boqing belongs, can be regarded as one of the best demon sects in the Central Plains.
He has also heard of Huang Daxian from Qinglei Daomen.
This person is greedy and lustful, and he is a magic stick.
The so-called female Taoist priests he recruited into the Taoist sect were not for cultivation at all. Nine times out of ten, they would eventually become the playthings of Huang Daxian and other male disciples in his sect.
This kind of Taoist sect, even in the magic sect, is despised by others.
If not, Ye Lingyue said earlier, don't act recklessly, he just wanted to strangle that old pervert.
But the impulsiveness is only for a moment. Although Huang Daxian is a villain, his cultivation is not bad, between the four and five realms of reincarnation, and it is rumored that he has an extremely powerful spiritual weapon.
That spirit weapon is the one that needs the most scruples.
But thinking of just now, the old pervert looked at him, and moved his hands and feet from time to time, making him feel depressed.
"Thirteen, come and give me a hug, that old guy is disgusting." With a grievance on his face, he pretended to hug Ye Lingyue.
Since returning from the Taiyi Secret Realm, Bo Qing is no longer willing to dress up as a woman.
Maybe subconsciously, he doesn't like others to regard him as a sissy.
If he hadn't thought about dressing up as a woman this time, he could get close to Ye Lingyue, so he wouldn't bother to dress up.
But no, just now when he was "pretending to be pitiful", he hugged Ye Lingyue happily for a quarter of an hour, thinking about it now, he was still very happy in his heart.
"Beautiful big brother, you can't take this opportunity to take advantage of Sister Hei." Before the fickleness succeeded, Long Baobao stood in front of him.
The little guy used those dark eyes to look at Bo Qing with full vigilance.
Bo Qing stared at Long Baobao, raising his eyebrows extremely displeased.
Along the way, this brat seemed to find fault on purpose, and kept himself from getting close to Thirteen. Could it be...
Tsk tsk, these days, such a big kid knows how to play with secret love.
No, he must kill the kid's little thoughts before he grows up.
"Little Baozi, how old are you?" He sneered thinly.
"Six... I'll be seven years old after the Chinese New Year." Long Baobao puffed out his chest and pretended to be a little adult.
"Do you know how old Hei Yue is this year?" Thin and sinister.
"Ten... fourteen or five years old?" Long Baobao counted his fingers,
"Then believe it or not, when you grow up to be fourteen years old, your sister Hei's child will be seven years old!" Grandma said.
"You, you are talking nonsense. Even if there is, it's not with you." Long Baobao fought back vigorously, hitting the red heart with one sentence.
"Damn brat, what are you talking about, it's me, it must be me." Thin feeling was annoyed, regardless of her still pretending to be a lady, she rolled up her sleeves, and was about to grab the dragon bag and beat up the damn child .
"What are you two messing around with?" Ye Lingyue was speechless.
Long Baobao also stared at Boqing very unkindly.
Two beautiful men, one big and one small, dislike each other like fighting cocks.