Chapter 4272

A strong man of this level should not be so silent even when he falls.

When a cultivator in the Gathering Core Realm falls, the world will react, not to mention the strong one who gathers babies.

I don't know how long he's been dead!

Chen Ping approached the corpse of the strong infant gatherer, and was about to check whether there were any tokens left around him.

Suddenly, a light flashed in Chen Ping's eyes.

It was a sword light, and at this moment, someone threw a sword at Chen Ping.

There are still people in this valley!

What Chen Ping didn't expect was that his attention had been on the fallen Gathering Infant just now, and he didn't notice other details.

This is a taboo!

As soon as Chen Ping stretched out his hand, he had already grasped the sword. This sword was not lethal.

At the same time, Chen Ping also saw the person holding the sword.

This is a little girl like a doll, with a pair of elf-like eyes, and a look of horror on her face.

The little girl was only eleven or twelve years old, and hadn't started to practice yet, but Liu Chen was a little surprised by her aptitude.

"Little sister!" Chen Ping let go of his sword and said softly, "Is he your elder?"

The little girl looked at Chen Ping nonuo, with fear and curiosity in her eyes.

"Grandpa said, as long as there is no token, anyone who gets close to him is a bad person!"

The little girl's nice voice came over, Chen Ping smiled lightly, took out the piece of 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 held by Chen Ping, then took out a piece of jade that was exactly the same from her body, after comparing it, she returned the jade to Chen Ping and said: "The token is right, come with me! "

The little girl is like a little adult. It seems that she should have lived alone in this valley for a while.

I saw her fiddling with the stone wall on one side of the thatched house a few times, and there was a rumbling sound, and a secret door was opened on the stone wall.

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 along the way.

"Little sister, how long has your grandfather been gone!"

The little girl walked in front. When Grandpa was mentioned, she seemed to cry, and her voice became a little whimpering.

"one Year!"

One year, Chen Ping's brows moved slightly. Wasn't that what happened when the Shenquan family was wiped out.

"You lived here alone for a year!"

In Chen Ping's heart, a sense of powerlessness arose, a little girl of eleven or twelve years old, how did she survive.

"And Xiao Hei!"

Hearing this name, Chen Ping couldn't help but laugh. Hei Xiong's huge body can also be called Xiao Hei, it's funny to think about it.

However, a third-order profound beast's spiritual intelligence is already very high, so it should be left by the little girl's grandfather to protect her.

It is rare for one person and one beast to guard here for so long!

While speaking, the little girl had already brought Chen Ping to a stone house in the cave.

Here, there are many things!

Jade cards, spirit stone storage cards, and some materials.

There are still a lot of third-level and fourth-level materials.

One-third of the wealth of the Shenquan Sect is huge enough.

A third-rate sect with thousands of members, thousands of years of inheritance, and the wealth collected will naturally not be less.

There are thousands of third-rate sects like Shenquan Sect in the Dayan Dynasty alone.

"These are all left by grandpa!"

The little girl said softly, "They are all yours now!"

Chen Ping was filled with emotions, Yang Song did not deceive himself, the wealth here is indeed one-third of the wealth of the Shenquan Sect.