At the same time, a room in the base of the mountain. [

It's not so much a room, it's a small natural hole, every hole in this base is a room, it doesn't need too much stone, just a layer of thin bricks next to the rock wall and then a layer of milky white rubber paint looks like a room in the outside world.

This small room of less than fifty square meters belonged to the elders of the Blood Rose Real Power Sect, the Pavilion Elders. Because the space of the base is limited and the personnel are huge, it is also necessary to leave enough space for daily training and exhibition.

At this moment, Ge Lao was sitting upright at his desk, and there was a mirror on the table, and the mirror reflected an old man's face. Old, vicissitudes, rotten wood, only gloom and ambition flashed in his eyes from time to time.

11 would be shocked if he could see this face at this time, because this person was so similar to his teacher, Excalibur 6 Yang, except for an extra mole in the corner of his left eye.

A similar face, the same has gone through vicissitudes, one is a lifetime of struggle for the country, and the other is spent years for the enemy.

Ge Lao looked at himself in the mirror, motionless for more than half an hour, fortunately he was the only one in this room, if he was seen, it would be strange not to think that he had Alzheimer's.

"It's old. After a long time, Ge Lao couldn't help but stroke his wrinkled face and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Once upon a time, he had the highest rank in the Sword Sect, but now, I'm afraid that everyone in the Sword Sect will regard him as a traitor and want to stab him to death with a sword, right?

Thoughts go back and forth. Go back to when you were young......

"Click!" a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, nibbling on an apple in his hand and carrying a few in his arms. While running home at a fast pace. This young man is not handsome, ordinary in appearance, dark in skin, only a strong figure and good looks. It is worth noting that there is a black mole in the corner of his left eye, if it grows on a woman's face, it must be a beauty mole, but is it considered a romantic mole on a long man's face?

"Bang!" the boy slammed his shoulder against the door of the house. Before he could step in, he shouted, "Mom...... Uh, dad?"

There was no mother in the house, only a stern father who had been feared since he was a child.

When his father saw him enter the door like this, there was a look of disgust in his eyes, and he snorted, "Panic." What a system!"

The boy cowered in fear.

"Where did you just go!?"

The young man looked around with his eyes, but he didn't see his mother who usually ran to protect him as soon as he was punished by his father.

When his father saw him like this, he was angry, and he slapped the table heavily and shouted, "What about you!

The young man was startled, and replied timidly in a whisper, "Peace...... He and Brother Yan went to the back mountain to pick apples...... Give ......"

"Smack!" Before the boy finished speaking, his father's generous slap had already been hit hard, and the boy who had been slapped staggered and fell down, and the apple bone in his arms rolled to the side.

His father blushed and pointed at him and scolded angrily, "Apple-picking? You worthless thing. How can you carry forward the martial arts of our Sword Sect in the future? Why can't you learn from your eldest brother? If you have half of his efforts, I will be able to die in this life! You garbage! How could I give birth to such an indisputable thing as you!"

The young man bit his lip and did not dare to answer, and there was a faint mist in his eyes.

Seeing that his son was so angry, the father angrily went up again and kicked him on the head. He yelled, "Get out! Don't let me see you again!

The boy wiped his eyes and stubbornly got up. Reluctantly looked at a few apples on the ground, but didn't dare to bend down to pick them up. In the end, I could only cover my red and swollen face and walk out slowly.

"Waste! I don't have a son like you!" When the young man walked out for a long time, he could faintly hear his father's angry scolding in the room.

What did I do wrong? Today is my mother's birthday, I went to pick apples for my mother to eat, am I wrong? Why? Why do you only have 6 Yangs in your eyes, why have you never looked at me directly since I was a child? I am also your son! Everything is 6 Yang, and my mouth is 6 Yang! What am I? If you don't like me, why did you give birth to me!?

Young man 6 walked to the entrance of the village with a full stomach of grievances, and sat down alone on the edge of the countryside.

"Senior Brother Qing!" a little girl in a floral coat with two pigtails jumped towards him from afar.

Seeing the girl, the grievances on the young man's face were diluted a little, revealing a little softness. When she got closer, she nodded and said, "Little flower." ”

Liao Zanhua, the daughter of Uncle Liao, has been a beauty embryo since she was a child, and everyone in the village likes her. Even Uncle Liao, who once favored sons over daughters and yelled all day long to give birth to a son, now holds her in the palm of his hand as a baby.

Liao Zanhua jumped in front of the young man, bent over, and blinked a pair of beautiful big eyes to look at the five red and swollen marks on the young man's face. The boy hurriedly moved his face away and gently covered his face.

Liao Zanhua pouted and said, "Uncle Shi beat you again?"

Nian nodded aggrievedly.

"Does it hurt?"

The young man smiled bitterly: "It's okay, I'm used to it." ”

Liao Zanhua sighed, probably because she didn't dare to sit because the ground was dirty and her pants would stain, so she only squatted down side by side beside the young man and said, "By the way, I just saw my aunt go to the back mountain." ”

"Houshan?" The young man was stunned for a moment, and then understood that his mother must have gone to see his eldest brother 6 Yang. 6 Yang is a martial arts idiot, in addition to practicing hard every day, he still practices. Originally, you practiced and practiced, and it didn't hinder your younger brother in anything, but suddenly one day, 6 Yang suddenly said that he wanted to create his own Sword Sect martial arts like the 6 Changming ancestors back then. After that, he ran up the back mountain every day, and consulted with the master who had the most experience in martial arts and was also the most senior in the Sword Sect. In the end. simply moved to the mountains to live with Shigong. Now it's rare to come back from the mountain a few times, and I didn't say a few words when I saw my family. That's it, his father still hurts this big brother as if he were a treasure. From childhood to adulthood, it is 6 Yang long, 6 Yang is short, there are good things to think about 6 Yang first, if there is only one piece of meat at home, it must be left for 6 Yang, and he will never think about his 6 Qing share.

6 Yang, everything is 6 Yang.

The boy grinded his teeth in hatred.

"That's right, Senior Brother Qing. Let's go up the mountain too, right?" said Xiaohua earnestly, blinking her big charming eyes.

"Go up the mountain, why will you go up the mountain?"

"Go see Senior Brother Yang, I haven't seen him for almost half a year. Liao Zanhua didn't notice the young man's somewhat ugly face, and complained to herself: "Senior Brother Yang has gone to live with his master on the mountain now, and he hasn't played with us for a long time." But we can play with him, how about we? Now let's go up the mountain to find Senior Brother Yang?"

The boy snorted, "I'm going to go to you." I'm not going. ”

"Then I'll go myself. Liao Zanhua stuck out her tongue at the young man and said, "Stingy ghost." But I sue you, oh, you are not allowed to learn to be like my brother and secretly run to complain to my father. ”

The young man glared angrily and said, "Is that kind of person that I am 6 Qing?"

Liao Zanhua is always a child, saying that it is wind or rain, and she doesn't take the young man's words at ease, so she smiled and ran to the back mountain.

When Liao Zanhua ran away, the young man patted ** and got up and secretly embellished behind her.

6. The mountain behind which Yang accompanied his master was not far away. The foot is fast, and it can be walked in a little more than a short time. Liao Zanhua jumped and walked, not noticing that 6 Qing was far behind.

The two went up the mountain one after the other, and from a distance, they saw a young man who looked very similar to 6 Qing posing in the sun, practicing the standing pile, and a middle-aged woman standing next to him looked at him with a distressed face.

"Senior Brother Yang!" Liao Zanhua waved her hand from afar, and quickly rushed towards 6 Yang. And 6 Jan just squinted at her. He nodded slightly.

The middle-aged woman was taken aback when she saw Liao Zanhua. He pulled her over and asked, "Xiaohua, why did you come up the mountain?"

"Shhhh said with a cute face: "Auntie, don't tell my father." ”

"You!" The middle-aged woman touched Liao Zanhua's little head lovingly and smiled: "The mountain road is not easy to walk. If you accidentally get hurt, it won't make your parents worry about death. ”

"No, no. We practice martial arts, our body is good, how can we be injured. Liao Zanhua patted her chest and shouted.

The middle-aged woman and Liao Zanhua chatted quietly on the side, and both of them glanced at the sweaty but motionless 6 Yang under the sun from time to time. Every time they looked at him, the two women had inexplicable expressions in their eyes. The eyes of middle-aged women are full of love, and Liao Zanhua's eyes are more admiration.

6Qing hid behind the stone from a distance, and watched this side cautiously. Every time, whether it is her mother or Liao Zanhua, as long as they look at 6 Yang one more time, 6 Qing's heart will be a little more unbalanced.

It wasn't until after 6 Yang finished that Liao Zanhua jumped to 6 Yang's side with joy, took his hand and called Brother Sweet Brother. The middle-aged woman also had a smile in her eyes and wiped his sweat with a handkerchief. And 6 Yang was also chatting with them without a match, and no one showed up, the lonely figure behind a big rock in the distance. When 6 Qing left, a small branch behind the stone had been twisted and unformed, leaving only a thin layer of skin, and the two ends of the broken branch were torn apart.

When the mother returned home in the evening, she knew that her youngest son had been beaten by his father because he had not practiced and ran out to pick apples, so she only said a few words to his father, but did not say much. didn't come to comfort 6 Qing, let alone ask him why he didn't practice and ran to pick apples.

Perhaps, in the eyes of his parents, and even in the eyes of Xiaohua, he will always be superfluous. He will never be able to compare to the big brother who has been hailed as a young genius since he was a child.

That night, 6 Qing had insomnia.

His pillow, wet all night.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, 6 Qing is already a nineteen-year-old boy. 6Jan was a few years older than him, and although they were not twin brothers, they were unusually similar.

Over the years, 6 Yang still lives alone in Shangshan, although his master has passed away four years ago, and 6 Yang is left alone on the mountain. But he is this stubborn temper, thinking that the mountain is quiet, and he doesn't like people to scratch him. At the same time, he also began to create his own Sword Sect Martial Arts Sword Breaking Duel, which was later created with the thirty-fifth Sect Master 6 Changming, the Heavenly Wolf Thirteen Styles and the two great tricks of the Imperial Sword Duel, which were called the Sword Sect's three great mastery Sword Breaking Duels. His parents' persuasion was fruitless, and his father's expectations for him were very high, so he finally had to train hard in the mountains alone.

At this time, 6 Yang had already been known as the number one master among the thirty-seventh young people of the Sword Sect, and with the rumors that he had created his own unique learning, his reputation was at its peak for a while, and everyone in the village knew about it. Everyone was optimistic about him, and he had even been appointed as the thirty-seventh sect master.

But the more 6 Yang was praised by the people in the village, the stronger 6 Qing's hatred for his brother 6 Yang became. No matter where he goes, someone will keep nagging in his ear: "Xiaoqing, don't be idle all day long, you have to learn from your brother, don't embarrass your brother." ”

No matter what he does, he will never be as good as his brother. What was done right was the right thing to do, because he was the younger brother of 6 Young. If he didn't do it right, he was immediately scolded because he lost his brother's face.

Brother!

It's been more than ten years, and 6 Qing hasn't been able to sleep well for more than ten years. Every day in the middle of the night, he would wake up and get up to practice, which has become his habit for more than ten years. He wants to prove that he is no worse than 6 Yang, and he vows that one day he will kneel in front of him in front of everyone and admit defeat. Yue 6 Yang has become the only goal in his life. But God doesn't have long eyes, no matter how hard 6 Qing tries, he will never be as good as 6 Yang. At least in the eyes of his parents and villagers, he can only be the shadow of 6 Yang forever.

These 6 Qings endured and swallowed. He believes that one day, he will be able to cross the 6 Yang. Until that day came, all the dreams of 6 Qing were finally shattered.

That night, when I returned home, I overheard my parents whispering about 6 Yang and Liao Zanhua. This news is undoubtedly a thunderbolt for 6 Qing, he has had no guesses with Liao Zanhua's childhood sweetheart since he was a child, and the relationship between the two is obvious to all. Why did his parents know about the relationship between him and Xiaohua, but they wanted to give her to 6 Yang? She likes me, and I like her! You can't be so cruel!

6 Qing immediately rushed to Liao's house and called Liao Zanhua out to question, but Liao Zanhua's personal answer was: "Brother Qing, what are you talking about? ”

"Boom!" like a thunderbolt, my brother?

6 Qing only felt that his head was blank, and he vaguely seemed to hear Liao Zanhua's intermittent voice: "I like Brother Yang, he is a hero...... My dad said there was no one in the village who could do it......"

Brother Yang...... 6 Young!

6 Qing didn't remember how he came back, but only realized that he had returned home when he was a little conscious. Looking blankly at his face in the mirror, 6 Qing felt that his face was becoming more and more hideous.

6Yang! It's you, it's all you! Why don't you die? You snatched my one! My home, my little flower!6Yang, I want you to die! What I can't get, you never want to get!

6 Young!

Two months later, 6 Yang and Liao Zanhua made a marriage amid the laughter and blessings of the elders. It's just that 6 Yang is obsessed with martial arts, and the sword breaking decision has not yet been completed, so the marriage with Liao Zanhua has been delayed again and again.

6 Qing still clearly remembers how heartbroken he was on the night when his eldest brother 6 Yang and Liao Zanhua got engaged. didn't dare to look at Liao Zanhua's face full of laughter and shame, only one person hid alone in a dark corner shivering, drinking alone.

6 Yang, why? Why do all good things belong to you? Your parents spoil you and turn a blind eye to me since I was a child, even if I am sick and burn my mother, I just throw a medicine, and my father scolds me for being useless. I've endured all this, why do you still rob my beloved woman?

Why!

6 Jan, I hate you!

I, hate, you!

The shame you gave me, the pain you gave me, one day, I want you to pay me back a hundredfold and a thousand times!

6 Young, you wait, what I can't get, I'd rather destroy it than give it to you!