Strongest Guard

0When the first ray of sunlight shined on the treetops in the morning, Ye Xiaodao took off his blue shirt, exposing his scarred arm. He casually threw his clothes on a branch beside him, grabbed a shovel that was inserted into the ground, and ruthlessly stepped on a pile of graves that could barely be seen.    

    

There was a young woman with two braids standing beside him. She looked pretty and had an extraordinary temperament. Her eyes were filled with love as she looked at Ye Xiaodao.    

    

This was the daughter of Qin Laoqi and Li Mo Yu, nickname: Mo Mo.    

    

Who would have thought that Li Mo Yu, who was once the Second Boss of the Russian vampire bat team, would have such a gentle daughter?    

    

He didn't seem like his mother who didn't want to talk at all, but had fallen in love with Ye Xiaodao, the prodigal son of the martial arts world. No matter how furious Qin Laoqi was, even after locking the small dark room for three days, he still refused to repent.    

    

They were already married in the third month of Lee Nanfang's seclusion in the Green Mountains.    

    

Ye Xiaodao did not disappoint the beauty. After the marriage, he never left the pearl, took the hands of the gunner, was forced to pick up a book, and worked hard to become the heir to a certain subsidiary of the Windstorm Corporation.    

    

One could imagine how difficult it was.    

    

Fortunately, a beauty accompanied him. In all sorts of inconsequential ways, he gave this fellow endless motivation — it was useless.    

    

In just a little more than two years, he had only given birth to two sons. Qin Laoqi felt extremely humiliated and it caused his family to suffer.    

    

Originally, Master Dao should have been forced to change his two sons' diapers at this time of the day. He shouldn't have come to his hometown, which made his heart hurt just by thinking about it.    

    

But today, he had to come.    

    

As early as half a year ago, after Yang Xiao went to the northwest to find Master Empty, Qin Laoqi rushed back afterwards. When he came back with a heavy face, he called Ye Xiaodao into the study room and talked for a long time.    

    

Because of the eight hundred year Monarch Valley earthquake, the nine levels of Monarch Tower sank into the Yellow Springs, touching the Dragonpulse and affecting the branch line extending towards the Peninsula. This caused the dragon's aura to leak out and it was absorbed by a giant python's descendant, transforming into a resentful young dragon that pestered and entangled Duan Xiangning, who was buried beside the Hidden Dragon River.    

    

In order to achieve some changes, the young dragon roamed around the Divine Continent and finally found a skeleton that was extremely suitable for the survival of grievances in Ye Xiaodao's hometown.    

    

When he was alive, his name was Ye Xiaoqian, and he was Ye Xiaodao's younger sister.    

    

The reason why Ye Xiaodao could have such a day was because, more than 20 years ago, he killed his enemy's family and ran away after being tainted by the village tyrant. Fortunately, he met Qin Yuguan and took him in, which was why he was able to achieve his current career.    

    

Ye Xiaoqian died miserably, her grievances soaring to the skies after her death.    

    

This was all because when Ye Xiaodao had hurriedly buried her in a hurry, he had accidentally buried an ominous hole. His soul had never been able to rest at peace, and he had been screaming day and night — he had just happened to be discovered by the young dragon traveling here.    

    

Master Empty told Lao Qin that on a certain morning of a certain month, when the first golden sunlight sprinkled on the treetops, they must immediately dig up the grave and move Ye Xiaoqian's corpse into the Monarch Valley filled with dragon aura. Only then could they expel the ever-increasing grievances and let her rest in peace.    

    

Having been entangled by Cheng Long's aura for too long, the nature of Ye Xiaoqian's corpse had long since changed. Normally, it was a good place for Feng Shui, but it wasn't enough to pacify her.    

    

To Ye Xiaodao, this was more important than having him wipe his neck with a knife.    

    

He kept that in mind.    

    

However, his wife, Mo Mo, didn't quite believe it.    

    

But this didn't stop her. No matter what, she had to follow Ye Xiaodao to the mainland and stand aside to watch her husband move the grave.    

    

As he heavily panted, sweat flowed down Ye Xiaodao's bronze colored back and sprinkled on the wild grass.    

    

Mo Mo quietly looked at his husband with infatuated eyes.    

    

She felt that she definitely owed her husband in her previous life. The first time she saw him, she fell in love with him, disregarding her father's strong opposition, threatening him with her death, and also working with her unscrupulous mother. She secretly took an advance of seven million yuan from her aunt Ye Muxue in order to coax someone who loved money as much as his life into a smile.    

    

With a crisp dang sound, Mo Mo's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a shovel scraping against a rock.    

    

Almost at the same time, Ye Xiaodao's low voice sounded, "Mo, Black Cloth."    

    

Mo Mo Mo immediately took out a black cloth from his backpack and quickly walked over.    

    

Ye Xiaodao stood inside the grave that was half the depth of a person. He didn't even raise his head as he said, "Mo, pay your respects to me."    

    

Mo Mo Mo was stunned, just when he was about to ask about the greeting, the Pupillary Pupil suddenly shrank!    

    

What did she see?    

    

She saw a corpse inside the grave.    

    

There were corpses in the grave, just like there were fish in the ocean. Why was Mo Mo so scared?    

    

The reason was that, many years ago, the skeleton had already turned into a pile of bones, and it had a complete skull.    

    

More accurately, it was a beautiful girl's head.    

    

The bones and bones of the beautiful woman's head were exactly the same as what her husband had said in an extremely calm tone.    

    

Mo Mo didn't know that Lee Nanfang had dreamt of this white bone beauty many times before.    

    

More importantly, Mo Mo could have been hallucinating. Seeing the beauty's eyes suddenly open, a strange smile appeared on her face.    

    

Just as Mo Mo's pupils rapidly expanded, a wave of darkness rushed over and was about to drown her, causing her to faint, her husband roared like a thunderclap, "Ye — — Little Qian!"    

    

Ye Xiaodao's angry roar was like a bolt of lightning that tore apart the dark clouds. Mo Mo's eyes lit up and he once again saw the light. With a plop, he kneeled onto the ground.    

    

Ye Xiaodao covered her eyes with his left hand, while his right hand took away the black cloth that she was holding.    

    

Mo Mo immediately used both hands to embrace his husband's arm as her delicate body trembled uncontrollably. The sound of a woman's scream seemed to reach his ears, but it grew further and further away until it became inaudible.    

    

"Let's go."    

    

Just when the pair of evil eyes of the beauty appeared in Mo Mo Mo's mind again, Ye Xiaodao said in a low voice and hugged her slim waist. Then he rushed down the slope like he was holding a rag doll.    

    

Momo put her arm around her husband's waist, closing her eyes and opening her mouth as she struggled to breathe.    

    

After what seemed like ten thousand years, her madly beating heart finally calmed down. The pair of evil eyes in her mind also became fainter and fainter. Her body was warm and the sound of flowing water was very pleasant to the ears.    

    

Mo Mo opened her eyes and saw a world she was familiar with.    

    

She had observed this world for more than twenty years, but she had never experienced anything like today. She felt that the sun was actually so bright and bright, the sky was so blue, and the flowers, plants, and trees were filled with vitality.    

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"Are you feeling better?"    

    

Ye Xiaodao put her on the ground, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off her forehead, and looked at her with eyes full of pain.    

    

The occasionally warm side of the wild man in the past was enough to melt a woman's heart, causing her to no longer feel the slightest bit of fear.    

    

"Alright, much."    

    

Mo Mo Qiang chuckled and looked at Ye Xiaodao's right rib.    

    

There was something tucked under his right rib, tightly wrapped in a black cloth.    

    

She knew that it was Ye Xiaoqian's corpse.    

    

When moving graves, the corpse must be wrapped in black cloth, which meant maintaining the appearance of the underworld, lest the yin qi leak out.    

    

When the sun had just risen, it was filled with the most anger and the weakest deathly aura.    

    

If they came in the afternoon to move the grave, when Mo Mo saw Ye Xiaoqian's corpse and her soul dispersed, even if Ye Xiaodao bellowed like thunder, even if she wasn't scared to death, she would still be seriously ill.    

    

"Xiao Dao, I shouldn't have disobeyed you. I had to follow you."    

    

Mo Mo Mo used both hands to prop up his husband's face, guilt written all over his face. "From now on, I won't be willful anymore."    

    

Ye Xiaodao smiled, "It's fine. Let's go, directly to the eight hundred. "    

    

Mo Mo nodded and suddenly asked, "Xiao Dao, why did you have to move Xiaoqian's grave this morning?"    

    

Ye Xiaodao hesitated for a moment, turned around and looked towards the east, and said softly: "Master Empty said that at this time this morning, Lee Nanfang would go to Dragon-hiding Mountain. It was only on this day that the freak genius who had gone out that night wouldn't be at Xiaoqian's home. Otherwise, we won't be able to find her remains. "    

    

Mo Mo asked again: "He went to find Lee Nanfang?"    

    

Without waiting for Ye Xiaodao to say anything, she asked again, "What will happen?"