After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

Huang Xian'er was so excited that she teleported to Grandpa Bai as she spoke.

Grandpa Bai waved his hand and knocked away Huang Xian'er, who had no inner elixir.

Sang Mo subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the person.

She couldn't believe her eyes. Just now she saw a hint of murderous intent in the eyes of Grandpa Bai and Mucheng.

Their grandfather and grandson wanted to kill Huang Xianer!

Grandpa Bai rushed up and grabbed Huang Xian'er's neck, forcing her to change skin with Bai Mucheng.

Seeing that iron-like hand attacking Huang Xian'er, Sang Mo quickly raised his hand to block it.

She pushed Grandpa Bai out.

"Junior Sister Su, what are you doing? She is a monster!" Bai Mucheng rolled down from the bed in a hurry.

She looked at Sang Mo sadly, as if she was accusing him of not standing on the same front as her.

Sang Mo ignored her gaze, but looked at Grandpa Bai righteously, "Although this Huang Xian'er forced Mucheng to change skin with her, from the beginning to the end, she never killed anyone in Changli Mountain."

"Furthermore, she once attained the Tao through serious cultivation. I don't believe that she would go astray for no reason."

She stood up as she spoke, pulled out the Huiqing Sword and stood in front of Huang Xian'er, "I want to know, Grandpa Bai, why did you want to take her inner elixir?"

Grandpa Bai was stunned for a moment. Seeing Sang Mo being so decisive, he understood that the matter could not be settled quietly as he expected.

"I had my reasons at the beginning. Mucheng's parents..."

"That's enough." Sang Mo interrupted in a deep voice, "In other words, Huang Xian'er's inner elixir was taken away not because she did something wrong, but because you needed her inner elixir, right?"

"I..." Grandpa Bai was suddenly speechless. He opened his mouth, but finally fell silent.

"It seems that you don't want to elaborate, so let her do it." Sang Mo said and turned to look at Huang Xian'er.

Huang Xian'er was stunned. She didn't expect that someone would stand on her side and speak for her.

Huang Xian'er, who had never felt wronged before, suddenly couldn't help but get wet eyes.

She didn't know whether the young girl in front of her could seek justice for her, but this was the first time someone understood her and felt she was wronged, so she wanted to tell the story of how the matter started.

She adjusted her mood and slowly told: "My original name is Huang Cuihua. After cultivating human form in the mountains, Taoism encountered a bottleneck. So I went down the mountain to practice.

"I was very lucky. I met a very good disciple as soon as I came out of the mountain. She worshiped me, and I looked after her home and nursing home. We worked together to catch ghosts and see doctors. During that time, my attainments and cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, until that day... …”

Huang Cuihua and her disciples met a middle-aged monk, Grandpa Bai.

He was seriously injured and fell unconscious on the roadside.

Based on the concept of "saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda", the two brought the person back to their residence.

Because Grandpa Bai was too seriously injured, Huang Cuihua vomited out her inner elixir to heal him.

Grandpa Bai woke up several times during the process and realized that the person in front of him was using inner elixir to heal his wounds.

After he recovered from his injury, he burst into tears of gratitude and knelt down to thank Huang Cuihua and her disciples.

At that time, Huang Cuihua was very happy and felt that what the Buddhist scriptures said was indeed correct. As long as you help others with kindness, you will definitely be rewarded with good things.

Later, Huang Cuihua's disciples got married and had children, and the cooperation between the two never stopped.

Her disciples also promised her that their children would continue to worship Huang Cuihua when they grow up.

Originally everything was going in a good direction.

Until that day Grandpa Bai came to the door again.

He took his dying son, knelt on the ground and asked Huang Cuihua to help him.

His son was seriously injured and there was little chance of saving him.

But Huang Cuihua still checked her son's lifespan, and the result was that his son could only live for three more hours.

Huang Cuihua told Grandpa Bai the truth, and out of good intentions, told him to start taking care of the funeral.

Grandpa Bai didn't believe Huang Cuihua's words. He threw away the hand of Huang Cuihua's disciple who was holding him up, and shouted at Huang Cuihua at the top of his lungs: "No! It's impossible. I was injured more seriously than him at the beginning, and you couldn't save me." Yet?"

Huang Cuihua sympathized with his pain of losing his son, but she had no choice but to tell him, "My son is destined to die, and there is nothing I can do." Grandpa Bai held his son and looked at Huang Cuihua with increasingly sinister eyes. He felt that Huang Cuihua was just distressed. I just don’t want to use my cultivation spiritual power.

Feeling that his son's body temperature was gradually dropping, Grandpa Bai felt evil in his heart and thought to himself: Since she is reluctant to let him go, then I will snatch it away. As long as I can save my son, it doesn't matter if I lose my reputation.

So he took advantage of Huang Cuihua's inattention and captured her.

To peel off the inner elixir raw, you need to cut open the stomach and reach in to search.

When Huang Cuihua's disciples saw Grandpa Bai suddenly attacking Huang Cuihua, they immediately hit him.

Grandpa Bai was already furious and beat the disciple to death with a wave of his hand.

The disciple was pregnant with Liujia, and after being thrown away by a palm, even the child in his belly fell out.

Suddenly the flesh and blood were blurred, and even the walls were splattered with blood.

Seeing this, the disciple's husband and children rushed forward with hoes and hammers, wanting revenge.

Without even looking, Grandpa Bai beat the two to death again.

Huang Cuihua only caused such a huge disaster by not paying attention for a moment.

She was in grief and wanted to die together with Grandpa Bai.

But Grandpa Bai had expected this step. He took out the fairy-level magic weapon he had prepared in advance and firmly suppressed Huang Cuihua.

"Huang Xian'er, I'm sorry. I do it for my son. He is everything to me, so you should do something good."

Huang Cuihua couldn't believe it. He was clearly a gentleman like Feng Qinglangyue before, but how could he turn into such an ugly appearance in the blink of an eye.

She really still doesn't understand humans.

"Shameless!" she cursed angrily.

Grandpa Bai took it in stride.

In order to prevent her from disrupting his treatment of his son later, Grandpa Bai took out Huang Cuihua's inner elixir and then started to destroy Huang Cuihua's cultivation.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to kill your disciple's family. They were the ones who caused trouble first. I had no choice but to do it. You see, I haven't killed you yet."

After he finished speaking, he shed tears of pity. He bowed to the three shapeless corpses and said, "I wish you good luck in the next life."

After saying this, he glanced at Huang Cuihua with pity, turned and left.

Huang Cuihua's inner alchemy was dug out one after another, and her cultivation was ruined. It was difficult for her to even get up.

As the saying goes, everyone pushes down the wall. In the past, Huang Cuihua acted chivalrously and offended many ghosts and monsters.

Those ghosts and monsters took advantage of Huang Cuihua's distress and started to add insult to injury.

Huang Cuihua was tortured until she almost lost her body and soul, and the souls of her disciple's family of four were also torn apart by the evil spirits.

That night, all living creatures within a ten-mile radius heard Huang Cuihua's cry for help.

The evening breeze is cool, but it can't cool people's hearts.

None of the people they had rescued took action.

They didn't even want to go out and see what was going on.

It wasn't until early in the morning, when the sun was about to rise, that the ghosts and ghosts dispersed.

Huang Cuihua struggled to raise her head from the mud, dragging her intestines all over the ground and slowly crawling toward the remaining souls of her disciple's family of four.

She used her heart's blood as a sacrifice to keep their souls alive.

With the last bit of effort, he set up a magic circle around the yard to resist ghosts.

After doing all this, she was completely exhausted. He lay in the dilapidated yard for three whole days.

During this time no one passed by the yard.

The sun rises and sets, rises and sets, rises and sets.

Finally, in the early morning of the fourth day, Huang Cuihua absorbed enough spiritual energy from heaven and earth and stood up from the ground.