Bringing advanced martial arts techniques to a low-level martial arts world

Chapter 142 Going Home

"Meow!"

When ambushed while fast asleep, the cat immediately hisses and lets out a sharp cry.

It swung its claws forward, the sharp claws gleaming coldly.

If it were an ordinary person, they would be torn to pieces in an instant.

Sheng Wansong's skin was thicker than a city wall; he didn't flinch and let Ye Yinping's claws scratch across his face.

With just two quick swipes, not even a red mark was left.

"Brother Wansong!"

When Ye Yinping was fully awake and noticed who she was scratching, she anxiously went over to him, afraid that she might hurt him.

"I'm fine."

Sheng Wansong smiled and rubbed the cat's head. The two silver ears felt soft and tender, even more comfortable to the touch than the finest silk.

Ye Yinping was clearly not yet familiar with these newly formed organs, and therefore was quite sensitive to touch.

I want to stop it, but I'm not quite sure I dare.

Sheng Wansong noticed this.

In her memory, she was a carefree and fearless girl who would never be so hesitant.

If you don't like it, just refuse.

The way she's acting now, as if she's afraid of being disliked, is clearly a sign of low self-esteem.

What Katsumonatsu found adorable demonic features were, in fact, evidence of the other's alienation from humanity, something that would be shunned by everyone in this era.

Ye Yinping herself was the same.

Sheng Wansong has a general understanding of the situation, but there are many things that need to be asked.

"Yinping, what are you doing here?"

"And why did it turn out like this?"

"How is Ye's army doing?"

After being questioned about her character, Ye Yinping's eyes reddened, and tears welled up in them.

She rushed over, feeling incredibly wronged, and burst into tears, incoherently recounting the grievances she had suffered during this time.

It all started when Ye's army was surrounded and blocked.

On that day, Ye's army was blocked from both sides by the martial arts world outside the pass and the Yuan army. Caught between a rock and a hard place, Ye Pengju took a demon pill and transformed into the Golden-haired Tiger King.

Marshal Ye's subordinates, who were of one mind with him, all turned into demons.

Ye Yinping was about to transform into a demon, but at the crucial moment, a clear stream came from her stomach, which restored her senses and prevented her from eating human flesh.

Therefore, her demonic transformation ended at this stage.

After being transformed into a demon, the Ye family army destroyed the Yuan Kingdom's iron cavalry with overwhelming strength, massacred Xun Gu Pass, and rushed into the grasslands beyond the Great Wall.

The soldiers still remembered their long-cherished wish to defend their homeland, but their actions were no longer those of a human being.

Despite having cattle and sheep, they were the first to eat people, skinning and deboning them before cooking them in a pot.

If it were only enemy troops, that would be one thing, but the same applies to the civilians beyond the Great Wall.

Unable to accept this move, Ye Yinping, who had not yet fully transformed into a demon, escaped from the Ye family army under the cover of night and returned to the Central Plains.

Although she was heartbroken, she, who was always optimistic, didn't think too much about it and simply pretended not to see it.

But soon she discovered that things were not going as she wished.

Because of her demonic features, everyone hated her, even those who had once received help from the Ye family army only outwardly treated her with respect.

Jing was secretly terrified of her and secretly contacted the government.

This fake monster couldn't harm ordinary people, so she was persecuted many times.

Although the Central Plains are vast, there is no longer a place for her to stay.

With nowhere else to turn, she remembered Sheng Wansong and the small courtyard where she had lived for a long time, so she secretly slipped in.

Finding that no one lived in the courtyard, she felt a mix of disappointment and relief.

She is afraid.

If Sheng Wansong also finds her appearance repulsive and frightening, where will she find refuge?

As Ye Yinping cried, she recounted her entire experience over the past few days.

"Brother Wansong, do you think I look scary right now?"

She cautiously tilted her head back, her silvery-white, upright ears trembling, as if afraid to hear a positive answer from Sheng Wansong.

A serious question.

Sheng Wansong chose an unconventional answer.

"I love the white tiger the most!"

He gave a thumbs up.

"White Tiger?"

Ye Yinping was taken aback at first.

Then, noticing his gaze, she instantly became furious at him peeking through the gaps in the crowd, "Brother Wansong!"

"They asked you so seriously!"

Ye Yinping punched Sheng Wansong in the chest with her tiger fist, making a loud banging sound.

The force wasn't great, only about a ton.

As Ye Yinping continued hammering, her strength gradually diminished, eventually falling below 500 jin.

Tears welled in her eyes, and she asked timidly and shyly, "Do you really like it?"

She was very uneasy, so she hoped that Sheng Wansong could prove his point.

"Of course it's true."

Anlan had already finished sweeping the yard.

She has mastered advanced martial arts and is used to housework; she is no longer the little girl who knew nothing.

Such a small courtyard can be swept in just a few minutes.

An Lan sat on the steps of the courtyard, elbows propped on her knees, chin in hand, listening to the voice behind her.

"White Tiger..."

Through the gauze on the door, An Lan could glimpse the silhouettes inside.

One was lying face down, and the other was kneeling.

The kneeling creature, clutching the tiger's tail, made a unique sound with each turn.

An Lan touched her own bottom; she had no tail.

So he pouted unhappily.

"Damn monster."

The next day, Sheng Wansong returned to Taoyuan Village with An Lan and Ye Yinping, who was wearing a large cloak.

Due to Katsumon's wicked sense of humor, the cloak was red and even had a little red hat.

Back home, everyone was curious about Little Red Riding Hood.

Sheng Wansong smiled and said, "This is my friend, Zhao Yun."

"Second sister, could you please find her a detached house so she can live alone?"

This was in ancient times, and not many people could accept monsters.

At least, based on Sheng Wansong's understanding, both Sheng Wansong's mother and Guan Lin would definitely discriminate against demons, even if she was Ye Pengju's daughter.

Even if she were to save face for Sheng Wansong and not say anything on the surface, her unintentional attitude would still hurt Ye Yinping at this moment.

It would be better to prepare a separate house for her so that she can stay alone, and Sheng Wansong can visit her occasionally.

After giving his instructions, Sheng Wansong looked at Ouyang Xue.

The girl remained calm.

The Empress's intelligence capabilities are undoubtedly among the strongest in the world. Ouyang Xue must not yet know about the attack on Mingjian Manor, otherwise she wouldn't have this attitude.

The villa is isolated overseas, and if no one visits, it's uncertain when the news will spread.

Noticing the unusual gaze, Ouyang Xue asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Ninety percent of time-related problems stem from poor communication.

Sheng Wansong did not intend to hide anything and told Ouyang Xue what he had heard.

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Xue was struck dumb, and almost couldn't stand up straight.

To Ouyang Xue, who wanted to rush back to Mingjian Manor, Sheng Wansong asked, "What can you do if you go?"

"The massacre at Mingjian Manor took place half a month ago."

"The people there are either dead or have escaped."

Instead of wasting time in the past, let's make it clear that you're here.

"In this way, the survivors of the manor will know to come here to meet you."

Ouyang Xue was a girl with little opinion of her own, and after hearing Sheng Wansong's words, she gave up the idea of ​​rushing back.

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