Yang Yueha started to work and picked up the firewood that Hai Ao cut and lit the boiler. The smoke from the cooking stove floated up. Although she was still silent, her face, which had always been cold, was much more relaxed.

Father Yang looked at this scene and breathed a sigh of relief.

The food was served on the table, and Hai Ao did not say anything about his daily complaints, but finished the meal safely.

After breakfast, Yang's father was carrying a machete and a rope to go up the mountain to chop wood, and Hai Ao followed him silently.

After arriving on the mountain, Hai Ao even snatched everything in front of Yang's father, chopping firewood, harvesting, and binding him, and then walked back with a thick load of firewood. Yang's father tried to persuade him several times but Hai Ao ignored him.

On the way down the mountain, Yang's father walked slowly behind with empty hands. He looked at Hai Ao with a bundle of firewood on his back and finally showed his first smile in a month.

Since getting up this morning, Hai Ao has been silent except for saying a few words to Yang Yue, but he has been very active in his actions. The half-grown young man is awkwardly changing himself.

"My sons are all on the battlefield, and the youngest child is about the same age as you." Yang's father looked at Hai Ao's back and suddenly said something. After saying it, he was stunned for a moment, and then he fell silent.

Hai Ao opened his ears. He wanted to speak a little, but he didn't know what to say, so he shut up.

In the following days, the relationship between Hai Ao and the Yang family gradually eased from hostility. After more than two months, they became familiar with each other and actually felt a warm feeling. Yang's father and mother no longer respected Hai Ao as they were at the beginning. Although they were still a little scared, they would take the initiative to call Hai Ao for help if they had any work they could not do on weekdays.

Today, Hai Ao and Yang's father went to the mountain to chop wood. When it was almost noon, Yang Yue came from the bottom of the mountain with food to deliver food to them.

Looking at Hai Ao who was eating, Yang Yue thought for a while, and finally made up his mind and said to him: "I have scolded you before, but I am wrong. I apologize to you."

Hai Ao glanced at Yang Yue and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Actually, you are not a waste. I was so angry at that time. The words I said were so ugly. Don't keep them in your heart. You are quite powerful now, better than me." Yang Yueluo said generously.

Although Hai Ao looked young, he was a hundred years old after all. But after hearing Yang Yue's words, he couldn't help but curl up his lips: "What's the point now? I was really powerful before, flying to the sky, moving mountains and seas, and doing everything. Those monks have to give me face wherever they go."

Yang Yuexiao had her eyebrows and eyes curled up and didn't say anything.

Hai Ao pointed to the tree on the mountain and said proudly: "If it were me before, what are these? If I were to move my fingers, the whole mountain would have to lie down."

Yang Yue said in surprise: "Can it be so powerful?"

"That's sure!" Hai Ao's eyes were handsome and his spirit was full of spirit. "If I still have the cultivation level, I can also take you to travel to Taixu and the Immortal Cultivation Continent. You can go wherever you want, the Abyss of the North Sea and the Top of the Extreme Mountain."

Hai Ao opened up the conversation and told many strange stories in the world of immortal cultivation. He heard Yang Yuexin yearn for it: "The world of immortals is so wonderful."

Looking at Yang Yue's yearning for her, Hai Ao suddenly felt that those very ordinary things were also interesting.

Hai Ao and Yang Yue's relationship became better and better day by day, and Yang's father and mother were also filled with joy when they saw it.

On that day, Hai Ao and Yang Yue were joking in the yard. Yang's mother came over and asked Hai Ao with a smile: "Xiao Hai, how old are you this year?"

"I will be 100 years old in two years." Hai Ao said.

Yang's mother was stunned and asked carefully: "One hundred years old?"

Hai Ao nodded.

"You brag, you are just as big as me, maybe not as big as me!" Yang Yue raised her eyebrows and said crisply.

"I'm telling the truth. I just look slow because of my physique, but I'm really ninety-eight years old." Hai Ao said with a sincere look.

Yang's mother looked at Yang's father who was walking over and smiled: "Xiaohai, you are good at everything, you just like to talk big."

"Little boys, they all like to brag, it's not a big problem." Yang's mother smiled and continued to ask Hai Ao, "Then what are your plans in the future?"

When Yang Yue heard her parents ask this question, she understood a little. Her face was red, but the corner of her mouth couldn't help laughing. She lowered her head and said softly: "Mom, what are you asking about this?"

Regarding the future questions, Hai Ao thought about it before saying, "Now live first. If the seal in my body can be untied in the future, I will continue to cultivate immortals and ask, and then find Qin Haoxuan to take revenge."

Yang Yue raised her eyes and looked at Hai Ao. Her originally shiny eyes also became dark and she didn't say anything.

Yang's mother patted Yang Yue's hand, and then said to Hai Ao: "It's not peaceful outside now, so you can live with us now."

"Well, I know." Hai Ao used to be very disregarded by his current situation. Although he is still anxious and unable to practice again, the eagerness to leave is gone.

Yang's mother looked at Hai Ao with bright eyes: "What about?"

"When it's peaceful outside, or if I seize the opportunity to untie the seal, I will find a place with abundant spiritual energy, practice hard, and return to the peak as soon as possible."

Hai Ao said it was full of confidence. He was confident that with the supreme purple seed and his extraordinary talent, it was not a problem to return to the peak of the Immortal Infant Realm. As long as his cultivation level came back, Qin Haoxuan would not take it seriously.

Hearing Hai Ao's answer, Yang's mother looked at her daughter and fell silent.

Hai Ao felt relieved whenever he thought of Qin Haoxuan bowing to him. He touched the corner of his mouth, then looked at Yang's mother and Yang Yue who were no longer talking, and asked, "Why don't you talk anymore?"

Yang Yue's red cheeks slowly retreated, and she took Yang's mother's hand and walked towards the kitchen: "I won't say it anymore, it's already noon, I'm cooking."

Hai Ao looked at Yang Yue who was walking hurried to the kitchen and frowned slightly. Why did he feel that Xiaoyue seemed to be unhappy?

Winter is about to pass, the spring breeze thaws, and all herbs are budding, and everything is developing in a good direction. In the busy farming life day after day, Hai Ao's mentality has become calm, and most of the hostility on his body is wiped out, like a sharp sword, and finally has a scabbard.

During the day and night, Hai Ao, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes. He lay on the bed and listened quietly for a moment, his eyebrows slightly frowned. He heard nothing wrong. There was really a sound of horse hooves running wildly outside.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

After a sudden knock on the door, Yang's father, wearing a coat, rushed in and said hurriedly: "Xiaohai, get up quickly, the bandits are here, hurry up."

Hai Ao, who had already woken up, quickly put on a pair and went out with Yang's father.

Although it was late at night, a full moon hangs high in the sky, and the cold and bright light enveloped the small mountain village. Hai Ao could see that Yang Yue and Yang's mother were already waiting in the yard.

Seeing Yang's father and Hai Ao come out, Yang Yue handed them the kitchen knife and machete that had been prepared long ago.

Hai Ao held the machete, listened to the sound of horse hooves that were getting closer and closer outside and the blazing laughter scattered in the night, and frowned: "What's going on?"

Yang's father led his family to the woodshed and said, "The army stationed in our country has been defeated. The people outside may be soldiers and bandits from the enemy country or bandits nearby. But if you dare to come so much, you will definitely be uneasy and hide in quickly."

After these words, Yang's father said anxiously and quickly, and a feeling of panic, nervousness and anxiety spread among the few people.

"The last time I encountered this situation was three years ago. Half of the people in the village were killed. These beasts who were killed were not human at all." Yang's mother's voice was trembling, mixed with hatred and fear.

"Stop talking, hurry in, hurry up!"

Yang's father first hid Yang's mother and his daughter behind the hidden door, and then pulled Hai Ao to the front of the firewood pile: "Get in quickly!"

Hai Ao looked at the firewood pile: "How can such a small firewood pile hide us two?"

Yang's father carried a little sweat on his forehead: "You hide in first, I have a place to go."

Hai Ao looked straight at Yang's father: "Where can you go? I am as familiar with this family as you, and there is no place to hide people!"

"If there is a place, you can hide in first!"

Yang's father heard the sound of rushing into the village outside, and his face was filled with anger. Seeing that Hai Ao was determined to go, he picked up the rope on the ground without saying a word. In Hai Ao's surprise gaze, he subdued him, tied him tightly with the rope, and pushed him into the pile of firewood.

Hai Ao still wanted to speak, but then his father stuffed his mouth with his torn robe.

Still in the corner, firewood was piled up layer by layer, blocking the light and Hai Ao's sight.

When the eyes cannot see things, the ears are particularly sensitive to sounds.

Hai Ao heard the sound of the house gate being smashed open, the sound of slamming, the sound of Yang's father leaving hurriedly, the sound of swearing, the sound of knives stabbing into the body, and the sound of people spreading to the ground.

No……

In the darkness, Hai Ao widened his eyes. He clearly realized what was happening outside, and his face was filled with unacceptable shock.

"Old man!"

Yang's mother's sad voice suddenly sounded, and Hai Aoxin seemed to be clenched in an instant. He tried his best to shout something, but his whole body was tied with a rope and his mouth was blocked. He couldn't say a word.

"I'll fight with you guys, you guys!" Yang's mother heard a crying voice, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

"Mom, mom! Dad!" Yang Yue's sad voice suddenly came.

"Oh, there is such a beautiful girl in this little poshan village."

"Brothers are blessed!"

The disgusting sound of a slutty voice sounded, and Hai Ao's eyes widened with hatred.

"Get out!"

Yang Yue's voice became sharp, with iron tools colliding and man's howling.

"Stupid girls are looking for death, right?"

puff!

Several sounds of knives slashing into the human body sounded!

Yang Yue?

No, no, I want to give it to her!

Where is Qin Haoxuan? Where is his Taoist body? Where is he? Come out quickly, come out quickly!

Hai Ao was more eager for Qin Haoxuan's appearance than ever before. He even prayed in his heart that as long as Qin Haoxuan could appear and save this family, he was willing to take Qin Haoxuan as his teacher and join Taichu, as long as Qin Haoxuan could save this family!

"Ph! It's so bad."

"Let's go, see what can I take away."
Chapter completed!