Chapter 4272: , Xiaohei!

Powerful people of this level, even when they fall, shouldn't be so silent.
When a cultivator in the Pill Gathering Realm falls, the heaven and the earth will react, not to mention the strong one who gathers infants.
I don't know how long he has been dead!
Chen Ping approached the corpse of this strong infant gathering, and was about to check if there were any tokens left beside him.
Suddenly, a light flashed in Chen Ping's eyes.
It was a sword of light, and at this moment, someone shot a sword at Chen Ping.
There are still people in this valley!
What made Chen Ping unexpected was that his attention just now had been on the fallen infant-gathering powerhouse, and he hadn't noticed other details.
This is a taboo!
As soon as Chen Ping stretched out his hand, he already squeezed the sword. This sword was not lethal.
At the same time, Chen Ping also saw the man holding the sword.
This is a little girl like a doll, with elves-like eyes, and a look of horror on her face.
The little girl was only eleven or twelve years old, and she hadn't started practicing yet, but her aptitude surprised Liu Chen a little.
"Little sister!" Chen Ping let go of the sword and said softly: "Is he your elder?"
The little girl Nono looked at Chen Ping with a look of fear and curiosity in her eyes.
"Grandpa said, as long as there is no token, those who approach him are bad guys!"
The little girl's nice voice came, Chen Ping smiled softly, took out the jade that Yang Song gave him, and put it in front of the little girl.
She opened a pair of lovely eyes, looked at the token Chen Ping was holding, and then took out a piece of exactly the same jade from her body. After comparing it, she returned the jade to Chen Ping and said, "The token is right, you come with me! "
The little girl is like a little adult, it seems that she should have lived alone in this valley for some time.
I saw that she was fiddling a few times on the stone wall on one side of the thatched hut, and a rumbling sound came. On the stone wall, a secret door opened.
The little girl skillfully picked up the oil lamp on one side, lit it, and then led the way.
Chen Ping followed unhurriedly, and wanted to ask her something by the way.
"Little sister, how long has your grandfather been away!"
The little girl walked ahead. When she mentioned her grandfather, she seemed to cry and her voice became a little sobbing.
"one Year!"
For a year, Chen Ping's eyebrows moved slightly. Isn't that a matter of the time when the gate of Shenquan was destroyed.
"You lived here alone for a year!"
Chen Ping felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart. How did an eleven or twelve-year-old girl survive?
"And Xiao Hei!"
Hearing this name, Chen Ping laughed and laughed. The huge body of the black bear can also be called Xiao Hei, which is funny to think about.
However, the intelligence of a Tier 3 profound beast is already very high, it should be the little girl's grandfather who stayed to protect her.
It is rare that one person and one beast can guard here for so long!
While talking, the little girl had taken Chen Ping to a stone house in the cave.
There are a lot of things here!
A jade card, a spiritual stone storage card, and some materials.
Inside, there are still a lot of third-level and fourth-level materials.
One-third of the wealth of Shenquanmen is also huge enough.
A three-liu sect with thousands of people, thousands of years of inheritance, and the wealth it has collected, will naturally not be less.
There were thousands of third-rate sects like Shenquanmen in the Dayan Dynasty alone.
"These are all left by Grandpa!"
The little girl said softly: "Now they are all yours!"
Chen Ping was full of emotions, Yang Song did not deceive himself, the wealth here is indeed one-third of the wealth of Shenquan Sect.