"Really!"

Ecstasy appeared on Xiaoju's face.

The bright moon shines, reflecting her pale face and the blood-stained dagger.

"As long as my parents can be resurrected, it doesn't matter even if I die. After all, the world is so cold that I tremble and cry in the corner."

Xiaoju raised her dagger and stabbed her heart.

bite!

A golden light flashed by.

The sharp dagger broke, and Xiaoju was fine.

The evil cultivator in the green robe frowned. Who is the one who ruined my good deed?

Under the pale moonlight.

Qin Li walked out slowly, flirting with clothes.

His face was cold and his eyes were cold. If he had not suppressed his breath, he would have snowed heavily within a hundred miles and the rice would have frozen to death.

"grown ups!"

Xiaoju was stunned on the spot.

Qin Li said gently: "Xiaoju, your parents were not resurrected at all..."

"I don't believe it!" Xiaoju screamed in surprise, and tears flowed like a spring: "Sir, you must be lying to me. Aren't my parents living a good life?"

Qin Li sighed and said unbearablely: "How can parents hope to sacrifice their children and seek resurrection? Give up, this is just an evil magic of evil cultivator. Stop the bleeding quickly, otherwise you will die!"

"I don't care." Xiaoju shook her head and smiled bitterly: "As long as my father and mother can be resurrected, I don't care about myself, and I will no longer know evil magic and fairy tales. I just hope to return to my previous peaceful life."

Qin Li was silent.

"Ha ha!"

The evil cultivator in the green robe sneered:

"Where did the scattered cultivators from the mountains and fields come from? Ju dared to slander the name of this immortal."

A group of tenants around were in a state of anger.

"He is disrespectful to immortals!"

"It's the Yang family's direct descendant, I've seen him in the cafeteria."

"The abominable Yang family, who exploits our harvest on weekdays, now tramples on our faith, and sins are unforgivable!"

The flames of hatred flashed in the eyes of tens of thousands of tenants. Under the cover of night and under the protection of the collective, they pulled out their hoes and sickles to challenge the Yang family's direct lineage who was like a god in daily life.

"snort!"

Qin Li looked back.

It was cold and the forest was as cold as a prison.

Tens of thousands of tenants were instinctively afraid and were so scared that they retreated repeatedly.

The evil spirit in the green robe narrowed his eyes: "You are a casual cultivator, but I have some skills, but I can revive the dead, and killing you is easy."

"Immortal Art?"

Qin Li smiled contemptuously and shouted:

"Today I will let you see what is the secret technique of the Great Dao!"

call out!

One point out.

Two rays of light flew into the bones.

Xiaoju's parents' bones emit fluorescence, illuminating one side.

I saw the empty bone frame, which gave birth to internal organs, muscles and skin, turning into a middle-aged couple. They had experienced vicissitudes of life, their hair was gray and white, and they were covered with warm white light. They looked at Xiaoju with love.

"Dad, mom." Xiaoju couldn't believe this scene a few steps. She was really a parent who hadn't seen for many years. She was more real than in a dream, fuller than the skeleton, and as warm as the sun, just like the love of her parents for me: "It's really you, it's really you!"

The middle-aged couple touching their children was a touch of soft light, not the cold and stiffness of the bones: "Xiaoju, we live a good life in the underworld. You don't have to worry about us, and you don't need to self-harm and resurrect us."

"Don't leave me, I don't want to be alone." Xiaoju held her parents tightly, her tears almost dried up, and she let go of this precious family affection not far away.

The middle-aged couple smiled and said, "One must learn to be strong, you must live well. And we are about to be reborn and reborn in the world. Then we will meet again in another way."

Xiaoju's lips trembled and tears kept flowing.

See this!

A group of tenants woke up.

"This is the real resurrection, much more powerful than the bone stand."

"The bones make Xiaoju commit suicide, and they let Xiaoju survive."

"That's the real parent, you can tell at a glance." The thin woman who died before had empathized with her and her eyes were moist.

The evil cultivator in the green robe changed drastically and said angrily: "What is your origin? He actually pretended to be a god and bewitched the villagers in my temple."

"I am the God of Ceres!"

"The grains in the world are under my jurisdiction!"

Qin Li stood proudly and directly activated the second magical power.

A blue-eye blooms, and a hundred acres of green rice fields are filled with light and shining into the sky. With just a few breaths, the green grain turns into golden ears, and the straw instantly witheres into ashes. Only a golden valley is left, full of jade, shining brightly under the moonlight.

"How is that possible!"

The cultivator in the green robe was so shocked that he was beyond shock.

The power of drinking distorts time and makes the hundred acres of rice fields mature instantly.

This is a change of nature's behavior. Even the celestial monks who borrowed the power of heaven and earth could not do it.

"He is the true god!"

"The King of the Valleys, the God of Harvest!"

"Compared with the spring breeze Immortal, it is like a pearl of rice grains and a bright moon."

The tenants were filled with tears of excitement and knelt down to worship Qin Li, their eyes filled with burning light.

"You kid is quite good at pretending!" Dugu Lao Demon laughed and pulled back his power from the two white bones. He was proficient in soul traits, and just activated the secret technique to burn the marks of Xiaoju's parents' bones and briefly resurrected a piece of remnant.
Chapter completed!