Xiong Zhao limped through the door with a cane, Xiong Chen leaned on the Taishi chair, his face finally showed a tired face, since the night before yesterday, he has not officially closed his eyes, now everything has come to an end temporarily, he breathed a long sigh of relief, the tense nerves relaxed, and the dim candlelight fell on the misty pupils through the small slit on the half-squinted eyelids.

His face is very calm, but his heart is undulating, Master Xiaoyaozi is right, Jiudao Villa is really not simple, digging "gold mines" with great fanfare for decades, mutilating tens of thousands of slaves, the court has been ignoring it, let it go, it turns out that Zhao Yuxiang is the brother of the current Han Emperor, and the excavation of the "gold mine" is precisely out of the instructions of the previous Han Emperor.

All of this is due to a scene that the ancestor of the Zhao family dreamed of at the foot of the mountain, baby...... If there is really a treasure, the entire back mountain has been hollowed out by Zhao Yuxiang and his son, and the treasure that can dye the sky blue should have appeared a long time ago.

Blue ...... Xiong Chen's eyebrows raised, that night he stood in the rainstorm, the Lingtai suddenly brightened, he saw a faint cyan shadow, the shadow is also a light blue, like a piece of soft silk, overwhelmingly floating towards himself, at that moment, he opened his big hand without thinking, wanting to embrace the blue into his arms, but it was a pity...... The blue with its graceful fragrance was fleeting, and it didn't give him any chance to get closer and explore.

"Aren't you the so-called Xiaolan fairy? It happened to be the night of the full moon, you floated from the lake, are you waiting for my news by the lake? Why do you want to collect my news? Are you really related to the dead Xiaolan? But at that moment, I sensed that ----- Xiaolan was really dead, you are not Xiaolan, Xiaolan does not have the sadness stained by you, it is a kind of sadness that has been precipitated for tens of thousands of years...... Who are you, and what does it have to do with me?"

What does it have to do with me? Xiong Chen was awe-inspiring in his heart, why am I sure that the owner of this shadow must be inextricably linked to me...... Is it an implication from a past life?

I returned to Jiudao Mountain Villa this time, is it to find Xiao Lan's remains, or is it to find this ...... An ethereal fairy falling from the sky?

This fairy in Zhao Yuxiang's mouth appeared on the night after Xiao Lan's death?

Could it be that Xiao Lan came back from the dead and was transformed into a fairy in the sky? Or, Xiao Lan was originally a fairy in the sky, or was it really just a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, and came to Jiudao Villa to retrieve the treasure that originally belonged to her?

Can it dye the sky blue? Then this thing will definitely shine? But why haven't I seen it once in the six years of Jiudao Mountain Villa? Only Zhao Yuxiang's ancestors have seen it once in a dream for hundreds of years, and it is still unknown whether this dream is true or not.

Who is this shadow that passed me by in the storm, and why did my heart beat violently the moment I saw your shadow, with ecstasy, with nostalgia, with hope...... But you ...... But he didn't want to stay for me, so that I could take a good look at you.

But I sensed that there was endless sorrow in your heart, and when I heard your soft sigh in my ear, I could hardly hold back my male tears, I wanted to follow you, but the wind and rain that night were too great for me to move my steps.

You and I missed each other, in the storm of that night, but I have to find a way to see you, no matter what the price, because, the moment you and I passed by, I really felt an indescribable nostalgia and longing, a kind of longing from the bone marrow, embedded in my soul.

Xiong Chen propped his head and laughed at himself in his heart, in the past few years, there was only one person in my heart, and that was Xiao Lan, the Xiao Lan who fell into the trap laid by the hunter, holding her thin shoulders and crying sadly, but why, after that storm, my heart had a different ripple, why is this?

Since the day I became sensible, I have lived in that remote mountain village, where there are only a few families who come and go, and each family has a tight life, including his own family.

In fact, it is not a complete home, because Xiong Chen doesn't know who his father and mother are, and when he was a toddler and babbling, he asked the old man who took care of him: "Daddy...... Mother......"

Uncle Xiong, who was full of gray beard, looked at him with pity on his face, and said: "I don't know who your father and mother are, you are the abandoned baby I picked up at the door of my house three years ago, since you put it at the door of my house, it is related to me, anyway, I am alone, so I adopted you." My surname is Xiong, and the people in the village call me Old Man Xiong, since you are my adopted son, take my surname!"

The old man Xiong looked at himself with a smile, and his calloused big hand gently stroked his pink cheeks, Xiao Xiongchen frowned, and the rough feeling made the little face so uncomfortable.

"The baby's facial features are really good, he must be an outstanding beautiful man when he grows up in the future, and he definitely doesn't need to give a bride price to marry a daughter-in-law, hehe, your name is Xiong Chen, Chen means treasure, uncarved Baoyu, Chen Wa'er, you are a piece of Baoyu, once you open your mind in the future, your achievements are limitless!"

At that time, he was still very young, he didn't know what an abandoned baby was, and he didn't know what adoption was, the old man Xiong treated himself very well, raised himself to the age of six, learned to fetch water and cook, and on a snowy night, he kicked his feet and swallowed his breath, he set up a fire to burn the old man Xiong with the help of the villagers, and since then he has begun to fend for himself.

The six-year-old child was not taken care of, but he still survived, and his skeleton flourished according to the laws of nature, although he was thin, he had a lot of strength in his hands, and he could take the machete left by the old man bear to cut wood in the woods, catch hares, and dig mice.

But the people in the village disliked him, and said behind his back that he was a wild child of unknown origin, and they restrained their children on weekdays and did not let them play with Xiong Chen.

Xiong Chen was nine years old that year, early in the morning with a machete to the forest to chop wood, by the way to dig a few pieces of yam sweet potatoes and the like, so that he could go back to the broken house to roast and eat, busy for a long time, the harvest was very rich, was about to carry the firewood home when there was a slight sobbing sound in the wind, very low, but very clearly into his eardrums.

He followed the sobbing to a trap that was more than a foot deep, a trap abandoned by the hunters, with a thick snow underneath, and a small hungry wolf hovering at the edge of the trap, and the miserable cry came from the trap.

So Xiong Chen did a heroic deed, he drove away the little hungry wolf, the little girl who fell in the trap raised a pair of teary eyes and looked up, for some reason, when Xiong Chen saw the clear and transparent eyes on Xiao Lan's face, the nine-year-old heart would beat wildly, and he jumped off the trap without hesitation.

"Xiao Lan, your name is Xiao Lan, don't be afraid, I'm Xiong Chen who lives at the end of the village, come, step on me, I'll push you out." ”

Xiao Lan wiped her tears and looked timidly at Xiong Chen who was standing beside her: "Xiong Chen...... How come I've never seen you?"

"But I know you, you're Jin Xiucai's eldest girl, come here, Xiaolan, don't be afraid. ”

"Come, step on my back, and you can climb up to the edge of the pit. ”

"Hurry up, while the wolf is running...... Later, when it gets dark, wild boars and wolves will come here to hang around, and if you stay here any longer, you will really give those beasts to eat. ”

"Okay, you calm down and climb up on your own. ”

Xiao Lan was very brave, stepped on his back, kicked a few times and climbed up, he straightened his waist, and saw Xiao Lan looking back at himself: "Xiong Chen, I'm coming up, what should you do?"

Xiong Chen smiled, what a naïve little girl, what can I do, of course I climbed up.

"It's dangerous in the woods, you're too young, don't go in alone, you'll have to collect firewood in the future, I'll go with you, okay." ”

He sent Xiaolan to the door of her house, remembering that the wooden door was tightly closed at that time, and Xiucai and his newborn son were roasting in the house.

Xiao Lan, who was thinly dressed, shrunk her little body in the cold wind, her smiling face was red from cold, but she still gave Xiong Chen a well-behaved smile: "Well, thank you, Brother Xiong Chen." ”

Brother Xiong Chen, Xiaolan began to call me Brother Xiong Chen when she was six years old, and when I was nine years old, I made a wish in my heart, that is, to be with her for the rest of my life.

It's a pity, it's only hateful, eight years later, Xiao Lan, who has been calling me Brother Xiong Chen, was beaten to death by the evil slaves of Jiudao Villa, and my earthly dream of interdependence was shattered.

I started to practice swordsmanship, and Xiaoyaozi just taught me one move, which is to stab the sun with a sword!

I practiced hard day and night, just because I had a plan of revenge in my heart, I wanted to destroy this Jiudao Mountain Villa and avenge Xiaolan.

I forgot how many swords I had practiced, but the more I practiced, the more I felt that I was getting more and more powerful, and although I didn't have much actual combat experience, my sword was definitely the fastest sword in this world.

I can do it, if I want, I can pull the sun down and play with it, but I can't do that.

I returned to Jiudao Villa and started my revenge plan, only then did I find out that Jiudao Villa has undergone earth-shattering changes in the past two years, all the slaves disappeared overnight, and Zhao Yuxiang also seemed to have changed his mind and became a slave himself, but he was a slave of the mysterious Xiaolan Fairy.

In this case, I will let him continue to be the king, and I will also see what kind of treasure the fairy left in the Nine Green Mountains, and I will also see who this fairy is, and why it can make my heart shake like this.

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