A flash of red light broke through the air, Nanzhou's long black hair moved with the wind, although the already weak body was injured, but the perseverance in his expression did not diminish at all.

This sword technique is known as the robe slash, as the name suggests, it is a knife along the slope of the robe, which can be described as extremely sharp. Just a few hours ago, Nanzhou had used this sword skill to slash a silver coin monster into two.

And this sword skill is similar to Juhe, it is a sword skill that gathers speed and strength as one of the peak of single-knife damage, but there is another thing in the same way that it is extremely spiritual power-consuming!

Nanzhou faced her spiritual sea that was about to dry up, she didn't give up, but took out the courage to break the cauldron, Nanzhou wanted them to know that it was their worst decision to target her!

"Whoosh!"

I saw that the fat man had a lot of fat on his face and smiled, his palms were closed, and he held Nanzhou's sharp sword intent with one hand.

didn't wait for Nanzhou's feet to step on Chun Shanghui's body, Chun Shanghui pulled back with two palms, kicked Nanzhou in the lower abdomen with a sharp kick with his left foot, Nanzhou flew out in response, and slid out three meters away after landing, and even the ground slid out of a shallow ravine!

Nanzhou stood up with both hands, Nanzhou's clothes still couldn't bear it after many battles, and his skin that could be broken by blowing bombs was exposed.

The white back was soaked with blood, and the burning pain under the dense wound spread from the back to the whole body, and a little autumn coolness gradually entered the body.

Nan Zhou's hands focused on tearing apart the fabric of the trousers and tying it around his waist, and at the moment of tying it, countless memory fragments suddenly rushed into his mind.

In a corner of Nan's house, Nanzhou when he was a child carried goods as big as Nanzhou's body with a group of people who looked like people.

Nanzhou laboriously lifted the goods, although Nanzhou was only nine years old at that time, but because of the psychic, Nanzhou's strength was about the size of a normal sixteen or seventeen-year-old child, but a hundred catties of goods was still very difficult for her.

Two women of the same clan appeared nearby, and they were bored, and when they saw this sister who was discriminated against by the family, they were overjoyed and walked over with great interest.

"Yo, isn't this a hybrid born in a partial room......"

"Yes, I heard that the talent is not bad, but this person can only be a cheap life as a coolie. ”

Nanzhou doesn't know how many times he has heard such a voice since he was a child.

Nanzhou wanted to resist, but her mother kept telling Xiao Nanzhou: 'Xiaozhou, be patient, no matter how insulting you are, don't pay attention to it, it's your mother who is not good, and your mother can't give you a good childhood.' ’

Every time he faced his mother's tears, Nanzhou couldn't do anything but choose to compromise like his mother.

"I heard that her dear mother is sick?"

"Sick, can't it be broken by someone......

Seeing that Nanzhou didn't react, the conversation between the two became more and more presumptuous.

In the past, Nanzhou could force himself to endure the words that were more ugly than this, but today Nanzhou's resentment accumulated for many years finally reached the top, and Nanzhou put down the things in his hand and walked in front of the two of them.

"Don't talk about my mother like that!" Nanzhou said with a strong stare at the woman who spoke the most.

"Smack"

A slap slapped Nanzhou's face, perhaps out of anger, or perhaps the humiliation of being knocked out, the woman's face was slightly red. Tremblingly, he shouted to Nanzhou: "Do lowly people have the right to speak?"

Nanzhou's mind was full of pent-up anger for many years at this time, and he didn't hear what he said at all, as soon as the spiritual power in his hand gathered, countless bright red flames filled his arm, and he slapped it fiercely!

Both of them flew out a few meters and fell to the ground, spitting blood from their mouths, hurriedly extinguishing the fire on their bodies, covering their faces and leaving. It seemed that he had said something when he left, but Nanzhou at this moment couldn't hear anything.

Nanzhou came back from work early today, and Nanzhou's heart was always uneasy, from the beginning of walking, to trotting, and then to running on the way back.

Nanzhou went to the room and opened the door, and the kettle on the stove blew white smoke fiercely.

Mommy is gone!

My mother is seriously ill and has been bedridden for months, and she will definitely not be able to leave the room!

Nanzhou rushed to the head of the family's room, and without waiting for the doorman to speak, he gave a fire fist to the past!

Suddenly, everything seemed to become sluggish, and even the temperature was visibly dropping, and a cold hand grasped Nanzhou's fist.

It was the most famous Nanyun second in the family, and Nanyun second said to Nanzhou: "Sister, the head of the family heard that your mother was sick and took her to the doctor." ”

"Where are you going!I want to see my mother!" Nanzhou's only reliance in his heart is his mother, and it can also be said that his mother is Nanzhou's entire spiritual pillar, and the sudden disappearance of his mother makes Nanzhou's heart feel numb.

Nanyun saw that Nanzhou lost his mind, so he comforted: "I don't know where I went, I didn't have time to ask in a hurry, sister, don't worry, why don't you ask the housekeeper?"

Nanzhou turned around to leave, Nanyun slashed Nanzhou's neck with a palm, and Nanzhou's eyes went dark.

When he woke up again, Nanzhou saw that the courtyard was full of white cloth, the autumn wind was blowing, and the sparse paper money on the ground was swaying in the wind.

Nanzhou panicked, didn't even wear shoes, and rushed desperately in the direction of Nanjia's mound.

Nanzhou couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe that he had been separated from his mother for less than half a day, and his mother's voice was just now, and now he was about to be separated from his yin and yang?

Nanzhou had just rushed to the bottom of the mountain, and when he saw that someone had already gone down the mountain, Nanzhou's heart tightened, and he increased his pace even more.

There are many thorns on the mountain, and the thorns along the way seem to be moistened by the rain and dew before, but the dew is a little bright red.

Nanzhou looked at the family mound, saw a bunch of white chrysanthemums in the most corner of the place, couldn't help but feel sour, rushed to the monument and knelt down, Nanzhou shed tears for the first time since he was a child.

On that day, Nanzhou shed all the tears of her life, and every cry she made shouted out the grief of her mother and her in the past ten years!

The anger, dissatisfaction, and helplessness that were suppressed in this child's heart were mixed together, and they all seemed to be vented on this day!

Even Nanyun Seconds, who was far away at the foot of the mountain, really heard the indescribable shout, and suddenly felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

Nanzhou is a child who has just turned ten years old, and on this day, Nanzhou's immature spirit is passing away......

The pain now can be said to be insignificant compared to the pain back then, Nanzhou, who had no knife in his hand, slowly stood up and looked at the three people who rushed towards him with contempt......