Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

Yao Xixue gazed into the distance, a hint of sorrow showing on her pretty face. After all, Lin Ye was a child she had watched grow up.

In her heart, Lin Ye was like her own son. Even though they were not related by blood, she still treated him as her child.

Yao Xixue bit her lower lip tightly, looked at Lin Ye in front of her, and slowly said, "Ye'er... Mother misses you so much."

Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Yao Xixue in front of him. He never expected that after so many years, Yao Xixue, the daughter of the ruthless Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai, would become like this.

It is indeed unbelievable.

Wang Lin slowly turned around, put one hand behind his back, and said softly, "Fellow Daoist Yao Xixue, let's call it a day. Lin Ye, it's better if you don't come here often."

In Lin Ye's heart, Lin Che and Yao Xixue were always just ordinary mortals. If he knew they were immortals, he might feel heartbroken.

Yao Xixue subconsciously clenched her fist, hesitated for a long time, and then slowly said, "I understand... Wang Lin, take care of my Ye'er."

"Don't worry, since I am Lin Ye's commander, I will naturally protect his safety. Similarly, for the sake of my senior brother, I will not let him die a tragic death on the battlefield."

Wang Lin turned and left, leaving Yao Xixue watching Lin Ye's position. Memories of the past flooded her mind, making her feel as if her heart was being torn apart.

"Ye'er, your mother needs to go into seclusion to cultivate. Once your mother breaks through to the Ascendant stage, she will definitely lend you a hand."

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In the following years, the struggle between Tianyao County and Huoyao County continued, and demon generals from both sides had joined in. Only the Demon Emperor did not make a move, but quietly waited for the right opportunity.

Inside the Eastern Mausoleum City.

Lin Che, whose hair and beard had long since turned white, walked out of the room and looked at the once glorious streets that were now in ruins. He couldn't help but sigh at the tragedy of the world.

The blacksmith shop was closed, and the ironware on the roadside was left unattended. Apart from the elderly people around Lin Che's age, who sat in chairs waiting for their children to return, there were no young people around.

Lin Che put one hand behind his back, stroked his pale goatee, and squinted his eyes, saying, "So many years have passed, I wonder how Tie Dan's family is doing now."

"Ugh……"

Before they left, Lin Che gave them a celestial sword to protect them, so that unless they encountered a powerful expert of the demon general level, they would not be in any danger.

However, the physical and mental torment can still make people feel like they're about to break down.

Lin Che glanced at his shop, slowly straightened his back, and at the same time, his aura exploded out instantly, making him look like a god of death descending, soaring straight into the sky.

"Having cultivated to the mortal realm for decades, it has been even more difficult and bitter than when I and Wan'er first transformed into mortals. Now, we have finally reached that point."

"Don't be afraid, Tiedan, Uncle Lin is here."

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In a mine thousands of miles away from Dongling City, Tie Dan was working hard, swinging his hoe and digging for ore to enhance the strength of the demon soldiers at the front.

After years of continuous work, Tie Dan had become extremely thin. If he hadn't started out as a blacksmith, he probably wouldn't have been able to endure such high-intensity work by now.

"Uncle Tiedan, it's been so many years, what are you working so hard for every day?"

A young man next to Tie Dan wiped the sweat from his cheeks and looked at Tie Dan with some curiosity, asking a question.

"Of course, it's for Kanpo and the child." Tie Dan sat weakly on the ground, picked up the water bottle in front of him and drank it all in one gulp, then replied, "My wife is currently in the armor-making camp, and my son has joined the legion and become a soldier." "However, what I worry about the most is Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin... They are both getting old, and without my care, it will be difficult for them to keep going."

"Not long ago, Lord Demon Soldier said that as long as we can purchase one million catties of iron blocks, we can go home."

Tie Dan exhaled a breath of hot air: "I can't die. I still have to go back to take care of Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin in their old age. If I die, they will die on the bed in the room too."

Hearing Uncle Tiedan's words, the young man beside him smiled slightly and then said, "I heard that Tianyao County has recently defeated Huoyao County. It seems that we will be able to go home soon."

"Uncle Tie, my family owns a tailor shop. Remember to come find me. I'll make you two sets of clothes to take back before the New Year."

Tie Dan chuckled and patted the young man beside him on the shoulder, saying with a smile, "Alright, then I wish us all can leave here alive."

"You guys don't do any work, all you do is chat here, do you have a death wish?!"

"I'm telling you, if you don't complete the tasks assigned to you from above, none of you here will survive!"

Just then, the demon soldier in charge of guarding the area stepped over and lashed the young man hard with his leather whip.

The tearing pain made the young man grimace, but he was helpless and could only pick up the hoe in front of him and smash it hard on the ground.

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The sun sets, and the mountains in the distance look like sunrise.

Inside the worn-out bed.

The young man who was beaten during the day had developed a high fever due to an infected wound, and his body was trembling constantly, with even his lips turning pale.

"Little Liu, are you alright?"

Tie Dan frowned slightly as he looked at the trembling young man and immediately asked him a question.

Xiao Liu tried to shake his head with difficulty, but could only let out a muffled sob.

Tie Dan was extremely anxious, but there were no medicines available in the mine. He could only use a tattered strip of cloth soaked in cold water to gently apply to Xiao Liu's burning forehead.

However, it was all in vain. As the night deepened, Xiao Liu's body gradually grew cold, and his once hopeful eyes lost their light forever.

Tie Dan sat blankly on the edge of the bed, his mind completely empty.

Xiao Liu's death was like a thorn, piercing his heart.

Looking around at the dark and damp mine shafts and his fellow workers still toiling away, fear and anger surged within him.

This place is a living hell; no one knows who will be the next to fall.

"No, I have to leave here! I have to leave here! Uncle Lin is still waiting for me! I can't die here!"

Tie Dan clenched his fists. He could no longer stay here to wait for death, he could not let Xiao Liu's tragedy repeat itself on his own, and he could not let Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin be left without anyone to take care of them.

Remembering the million-pound iron block the demon soldiers had mentioned, that seemingly unattainable goal was nothing more than an excuse to forever reduce mortals like them to hard labor.

(End of this chapter)