Strongest Guard

Shen Qingwu was proficient with her seventy-two moves. Not to mention evil dogs, even people like Jinghong Ming were shocked by her skills and trembled in fear.    

    

She had hundreds of thousands of members under her command, four or nine of which were Elders. As long as she gave the order, she would be able to change the color of the sky and earth.    

    

Then, when she was killing two nameless youngsters who tried to hurt Yang Xiao, shouldn't she yell loudly, and use the "Big Dog" to smash their heads?    

    

Why, not only did she not personally take action, but she also forbade the two Nine Pouch Elder, who were closely following her, to use their own unique skills and only let them use a pistol, a weapon that would harm the status of an expert, to pierce through their heads?    

    

To be able to solve the problem in the simplest and most crude way, she would never consider anything else. This was Shen Qingwu's view of the world.    

    

Sect Head Shen's way of handling the situation had caused a huge headache for Elder Song.    

    

She felt that she had truly lost all her face as a result of all her previous generations of Fructus.    

    

This was especially true for middle-class Song. After countless of covert investigations, he was finally able to confirm that Yang Xiao was a woman-- However, the great Sect Leader Shen was still infatuated with her. This almost made all the elders turn their backs on her and call a meeting of the board of directors to directly dismiss her.    

    

As a Sect Master, no matter what she did, she would never care about whether her Fructus was the greatest sect or not. She should follow the rules of the martial arts world, and she definitely could not care about her own interests.    

    

The answer was very definite — yes!    

    

Song Zhong had followed the sect leader for more than four generations, but he had never been able to make everyone live a comfortable life like Shen Qingwu.    

    

Thus, when Shen Qingwu saw the two men in black trying to harm her lover, her starry eyes narrowed and her red lips slowly formed the word "kill", the two Great Elders of Song Zhong and Yan Shi immediately raised their spears.    

    

The two men in black didn't even have the time to scream before they went to see King Yama.    

    

"Hu!"    

    

A few years ago, Song Zhong had crippled eighteen people in an underground casino with only seventeen or eighteen gunshot wounds. He raised his pistol and blew lightly into the muzzle of his gun, showing the cold nature of a master in the outside world.    

    

Where the two men in black came from and why they wanted to kill Yang Xiao, Shen Qingwu, who had been secretly following them, wanted to know.    

    

However, these people were not very skilled. They couldn't even dodge a gun's sneak attack. Their mouths were very hard. If they were taken captive, they would immediately bite the poison capsule in their mouth and commit suicide.    

    

Since that was the case, Sect Leader Shen could no longer be bothered to capture them alive. Thus, he decided to silence them.    

    

Under the moonlight, Shen Qingwu, who was wearing a tattered set of clothes and had rubbed the bottom of a pot of ash on her face, walked slowly towards Yang Xiao with her sleeves fluttering. Her neck and exposed skin were snow-white like a thousand years old.    

    

Shen Qingwu looked at Yang Xiao. After a while, she sighed softly and bent down to pick her up in her arms. She then raised her head to look at the direction of the Black Fog Beach and walked away quickly.    

    

Song Zhongyan and Yan Shi immediately followed.    

    

When they were about ten meters away, four beggars came out of the bushes on the side of the road and followed them.    

    

After the four beggars had walked more than ten meters away, another eight beggars flashed out from the bushes by the side of the road.    

    

Eight beggars come out -- another sixteen --    

    

After the 16 beggars walked more than 10 meters away, there were another 32 …    

    

If.    

    

If those two men in black could still see this, they would definitely cry out, "Fuck, we two brothers are just nameless juniors who want to find out about our dreams, alright? Even if I had to die ten thousand times, there would seem to be no need for me to trouble the sect leader of the world's largest gang, the two great nine bags elders of Jiangbei, the four great eight bag elders of Jiangnan, the eight great rudder masters, the sixteen great hall masters, and the 'chief of the residential committee' of the thirty-two roads to personally attend.    

    

Actually, after Shen Qingwulian came to the QIngling County, how could she just be the personal companion of these sixty-two leaders?    

    

There were still a hundred and eight experts from the south of the river. After Shen Qingwu carried Yang Xiao and left the scene of the murder, they immediately appeared from the woods on both sides of the road like ghosts.    

    

Everyone looked around before one of them let out a low whistle and moved away like a ghost.    

    

By the time they disappeared under the crescent moon, the two corpses of the nameless youngsters on the road had already disappeared.    

    

The originally bumpy road was now as clean as a dog's lick.    

    

The cold moonlight, which had seen a tragic case with its own eyes, quietly scattered across the road.    

    

Gradually, the crescent moon became dimmer and dimmer.    

    

Far to the east, on the surface of the sea, the sun struggled and finally revealed its bright red head.    

    

When a ray of golden sunlight shone through the window onto Yang Xiao's silky black hair, she slowly opened her eyes.    

    

Who am I?    

    

Where am I now?    

    

I did something before I woke up.    

    

These three questions were basically the first three questions the unconscious person would ask after waking up.    

    

I'm Yang Xiao.    

    

Where I am — I don't know.    

    

Before I woke up, in order to protect Yang Tiantian, I went down to the coast of QIngling County, to a place called the Black Fog Beach.    

    

Ever since I stepped into QIngling County, I have been affected by the unique aura here.    

    

Especially when Yang Tiantian stood at the edge of the cliff, surrounded by a gradually spreading fog. She slowly raised her hands and let out an evil laugh. My child …    

    

Thinking about this, Yang Xiao's heart trembled and he felt like lightning was striking his head.    

    

With a loud bang, she wanted to scream and leap into the air.    

    

However, let alone jumping up, even if she wanted to scream, she wouldn't be able to do so.    

    

The only thing left was endless fear, as if a demon had tightly gripped her neck.    

    

She couldn't breathe.    

    

Every cell in his body was trembling as he yelled, "Child, my child!"    

    

Yang Xiao remembered it all.    

    

She remembered how Yang Tiantian had laughed so strangely at her, causing her lower abdomen to hurt more and more. Realizing that her child would be injured, she decisively turned around and ran away.    

    

Her child seemed to want to transform into a monster as he broke out of her body.    

    

Especially since she couldn't hold on any longer and quickly sank into the cold darkness. In her subconscious, the child was already dead.    

    

Because of Yang Tiantian.    

    

Because of the unique aura in the dense fog of the Black Fog beach!    

    

She seemed to be crying all the time before she woke up.    

    

Hysterical wails rang out as she went mad. Her white hair danced chaotically and her eyes were scarlet red. Her ten fingers on her hands were like hooks as she asked the heavens why she took her child away.    

    

"Children, children, my children."    

    

Yang Xiao, who was unable to move at all, could finally mutter. When he could speak, a soft, small hand was placed on her forehead.    

    

Then, she heard a familiar female voice, "Don't worry, the child is fine. As long as you keep it up for a few days, it will be fine. "    

    

Who?    

    

Who is this?    

    

Yang Xiao opened his eyes with all his might and slowly turned his head to look at the woman who was stroking her forehead with her hand. He wanted to see who she was.    

    

It was a face comparable to a delicate flower.    

    

It's just too hazy.    

    

Too vague.    

    

As soon as Yang Xiao saw the rough outline of that face, he was once again engulfed by the tide of darkness.    

    

Just when Yang Xiao's last bit of rationality was about to disappear, she seemed to hear a man's voice: "Sect Leader, there are a lot of suspicious things around the hospital..."    

    

Before the man could finish, the woman lightly interrupted him. "Kill. "Leave no one alive."    

    

"So it's her."    

    

There was a flash of light from Yang Xiao's darkness, and she knew who this woman was.    

    

If she said the child was fine, then the child would definitely be fine.    

    

With her there, Yang Xiao could faint without worry.    

    

The nightmare from before he woke up also became a beautiful dream.    

    

Yang Xiao's dream was to return to 800.    

    

Many years later --    

    

Under the bright sun, a refreshing breeze blew slowly from the direction of the horse trough, stirring up the horns of Yang Xiao's white robe and the white silk tied with his hair.    

    

Her face was serene.    

    

However, his gaze was very strict as it slowly swept past a bunch of brats. He tapped the ruler in his left hand on his right palm in a regular pattern.    

    

Whichever kid she saw, any one of them would be silenced with a fawning smile. Then, she lowered her head, praying that she would not be slapped by her husband.    

    

She said, "Lee Han, you're the big brother. Next, you can set an example for everyone by silently writing down the first three hundred words of our younger brother's rule. "    

    

That mixed blood Lee Han, his teeth chattering, stood up.    

    

Maybe it was because of the mixed blood, or maybe it was because of his mom, Hamm. Maybe it was because of mixed blood, or maybe it was because of his mom, Hamm.    

    

Just a short three hundred words, yet he had actually written in silence for a whole ten minutes, and there were still eighteen words that were wrong.    

    

Write a wrong word, the palm of the hand will be Mr. Yang a ruler.    

    

"Mom, Mom, help, help!"    

    

Mr. Yang pulled Lee Han's right hand, raised the ruler to hit his palm, then he suddenly cried out in pain and cried out for help.    

    

However, he didn't dare to struggle or retract his hand.    

    

Because of Mr. Young's rule, whoever disobeys punishment is doubled.    

    

Lee Han, the mother of the traffickers, was standing outside the school fencing.    

    

She was clearly a blonde, blue-eyed, high-nosed foreign girl of Europe, but she was wearing a set of coarse clothes, her golden hair was wrapped in a blue handkerchief, and on her shoulder she was carrying a hoe — she looked completely out of place, even Silly Girl of eight hundred was much more pleasing to the eye.    

    

Seeing that his precious son was about to be beaten up, Hamm's heart ached to death.    

    

She really wanted to shout, "Witch, let go of my son!"    

    

But she didn't dare.    

    

Yang Xiao was the hall master of the 800-year school. He specialised in ancient writing and was only second to the village chief in terms of prestige.    

    

In her territory, not to mention the trafficker Hamm, even the most arrogant of them all, Landlady, had to obediently follow her rules.    

    

Lee Han's loud cry for help was already within Yang Xiao's expectations.    

    

His dealer's mother only dared to cover her mouth, tears flowed down her cheeks, and all the bones in her body seemed to have been pulled out as she collapsed at the feet of Yang Xiao, who also knew that.    

    

She didn't care.    

    

She just held Lee Han's small hand with her left hand and hit him with the ruler in her right hand.    

    

With every hit, Lee Han would howl: "Oh my god. "Beat me to death, ah, no, I've been beaten to death!"    

    

Seeing his precious son's hands getting beaten up, the trafficker finally couldn't control himself and howled like a female wolf: "Yang Xiao, don't be so heartless! If you say that my son is stupid, then make him silently write it in English! "    

    

"Alright, then just watch."    

    

Yang Xiao wasn't angry either. After he unhurriedly marked the 18 Rulers, he said to a girl who was even younger than Lee Han, "Island Owner, write down the first 300 words of the Sister-in-law rule in English."    

    

"Yes, sir."    

    

Tiny Skull nodded like a doll and walked to the front of the small blackboard. Using chalk, she started to write down the three hundred words in English for her younger brother.    

    

The little girl was right.    

    

A soft applause came from outside the wattled fencing.    

    

Yang Xiao frowned and turned around.    

    

The Broken Knife Flow Sect Leader Shangdao Yinghua, who was known as the legend of Dongyang, was impressed by his excellent performance. After applauding and cheering, he found out that he had violated Mr. Yang's "As long as you see any movements while interfering with the child" rule.    

    

Seeing that she was sincere in admitting her guilt, Yang Xiao coldly snorted and didn't pursue the matter.    

    

She turned and smiled at Baby Oshima and nodded.    

    

Being able to gain the approval of Mr. Yang's smile was the dream of this bunch of brats.    

    

Even Yue Zitong, who was born with a dragon and a phoenix, was deeply taken aback. She fought for it with all her might, making her scoffed at every mention of it on the surface.    

    

In fact, either Fang Fang or Tongtong would be happier after Jack smiled and praised her than after eating magpie shit.    

    

After seeing that Mr. Yang wanted everyone to perform, those brats with good academic performance all raised their right hands high.    

    

Among them, Tongtong was the best student, and Yang Xiao's son, Li Xiaoyao.    

    

However, Yang Xiao didn't call out the name. Instead, he looked towards Li Xin with a strong and vigorous expression: "Li Xin, you can use the first 300 words of the English Triple Character Classic."    

    

Li Xin was not as good at learning as Tongtong, but he was worse than Lee Han.    

    

It could be said that Li Xin was the worst student.    

    

However, Yang Xiao called out his name.    

    

Xinn'er, who was standing outside to watch the commotion, suddenly felt something rise up in her throat.    

    

Li Xin was scared as well.    

    

However, he had no choice but to follow Mister's instructions and walk up to the small blackboard. His hands trembled as he began to write in silence.    

    

After half an hour, Li Xin had made a total of 21 mistakes.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin's face was pale as she mumbled silently. She was finished.    

    

Unexpectedly, Yang Xiao walked over and squatted in front of Li Xin. He used his right hand to caress Li Xin's stiff face as he gently praised him as a good boy.    

    

F * ck!    

    

Hamm was truly angry. He no longer cared about the rules, screaming and questioning Yang Xiao!    

    

Why was her son only wrong 18 times before being beaten?    

    

But Helan Xiaoxin's son had made twenty-one mistakes and received praise!?    

    

"Because Lee Han is three years older than Li Xin! It was because Lee Han was very smart and didn't learn. Although Li Xin was struggling to learn, he had always worked hard to do so. Just yesterday, when Li Xin was silently writing this, he had made eighty-eight mistakes, but now he had only made twenty-one. As for Lee Han, he made twenty-three mistakes yesterday, and today, he still made eighteen mistakes. "    

    

Yang Xiao's answer stunned Hamm, leaving him speechless.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin, however, was so agitated that tears were streaming down her face. Suddenly, she covered her face with her hands and ran.    

    

The surrounding spectators all turned their heads to look, only to see that woman standing on the street, twisting her hips and dancing gracefully.    

    

Then, with the exception of Hamm, all the onlookers gave a thumbs up and praised, "You are the most competent teacher in the world."    

    

Being the most competent teacher in the world is Yang Xiao's biggest dream after he goes into seclusion.    

    

However, her son was still in child's play, Hamm was still in Africa and Helan Xiaoxin was not pregnant. How could she see all of this?    

    

Perhaps, there was some mysterious power that allowed Yang Xiao to see the future while he was in a deep coma.    

    

The beauty of the future had made her body and mind incomparably peaceful and peaceful.    

    

The beautiful dream, like a faint white mist being blown away by the wind, gently dissipated.    

    

Yang Xiao slowly opened his eyes again.    

    

I saw — Shen Qingwu's face.