That year, the Fire Phoenix Lady got a daughter, like the beautiful jade of snow and cream, and like the flowers of red and pink. That day passed every day, and every day was rendered into a glass-like color by her, she was the heart of the female monarch, and the precious daughter that the female monarch wanted to protect desperately.

The female monarch loves her daughter, and she is very strict with Xin Yuyan, watching her grow up day by day, and her heart is happy and looking forward to it. But there is as much disappointment as there is much expectation, Xin Yuyan's departure is the beginning of shattering her, and the destruction of the clan is the end of annihilating her.

I thought that the days would only go on day by day, but after being disappointed for a long time, the things that I used to think were black and white became blurred. For many years, Xin Zhihuanting never thought that one day she would experience such sadness again, and when she opened her eyes and saw a face so similar to Xin Yuyan, it took her a long time to calm down her ups and downs: "Since she is there to save you, then your life is no longer yours alone." ”

"I know I'm going to live well. Xin Ziling's eyes were firm.

"It's not just about living well, it's about living well. ”

She nodded desperately: "I know, I will!"

Xin Zhihuanting nodded, half turned her face to the side, and Ziling saw tears flowing from her eyes. A young woman sent a child to send her out, she looked up at Xin Zhihuanting, who was crying silently in grief, lifted her clothes, wiped her tears, and saluted.

After a few more days, Lian Yi finally cleaned up his mood, which can be seen from the fact that he went to the small village to eat and drink all day. But Xin Ziling was very busy here, Xin Zhihuanting sent a child to pull a cart of books for her with a cart, saying that it was the spell swordsmanship that her mother learned when she was young, and asked her to take a good look.

She straightened up, and because she couldn't tell when her grandmother would come, she had to look at the scroll day and night. Her mother is really unusual, this hill-like book has a lot of mental methods, I heard that her mother can see Quan Mo recite it, how much patience does this have.

Turning the page of a book, she saw Xin Yuyan's handwriting written in the blank: When the wind rises, the heavens and the earth are killed, and the clouds despise the common people.

She sighed and reached out to touch the cold words. A woman whose mother sees everything so thoroughly, she has not escaped the word "love".

Xin Zhihuanting came to the tree house where she lived ten days later, and fought with Xin Ziling with real knives and guns. Of course, the old woman's exercises are superior, but fortunately, Xin Ziling is somewhat confident now, but after a few moves, Xin Zhihuanting is obviously still not satisfied: "You can be better, Yan'er's daughter can be better!"

"I'll try harder. Before she had time to call her grandmother to cultivate a starting relationship, she could only see her harshness, she thought that her grandmother saw her, remembered her mother, and then thought that she had the blood of the sky on her body and hated her, plus she knew that it was to save her, Xin Yuyan would die, maybe there was disgust in that hatred.

"Don't try! You have to work harder!" Xin Zhihuan's tone was stern and stiff.

Xin Ziling took a step back a little timidly, she had never been so harsh when she was so big. But she felt that she had to do it, and as Xin Yuyan's daughter, she should fight for her breath.

In the past, she had someone to shelter, but now she can only rely on herself. A smiling face appeared in front of her, who reached out and pulled a strand of her tousled hair behind her ear. Tears flowed out again at some point, she hated herself for not being angry, raised her sleeves and wiped her eyes to look at Xin Zhihuanting.

Xin Zhihuanting seemed even more dissatisfied, and glanced at her with a frown, as if she hated iron but not steel: "Tomorrow, I will ask you to send some more books that your mother has read, and give you twenty days to read it." Also, do you remember the spell I used today?"

"Huh, what?" Xin Ziling thought about it for a moment, as if she had talked about this spell in a spell book she had read before, and had spent a lot of time introducing it. But she couldn't remember exactly what it was said.

"You! can't make the climate, it's too uncompetitive!" Xin Zhihuanting glared at her angrily, turned around and left angrily.

Xin Ziling immediately flipped out the spell and looked at it carefully. It was written in the book that the purple flame could burn the soul, but her grandmother looked up to her for such an obscure spell.

She turned on the lamp a little, closed her eyes and thought back to the one that Xin Zhihuanting had used to use such a spell, every step, every change between her fingers. The breeze blew the candle flame flickering, and she knelt down at the low wooden table and opened her eyes, a small purple spark flashed between her fingers in combination with the sealing method taught to her by Xin Zhihuanting.

Although it was only lit up for a moment, she was very happy that it was extinguished, and the joy of this success diluted the sorrow in her heart. The candle flame was blown around by the night breeze and finally blew out, and she looked with both hands at the hole in the tree that was slightly permeated by the moonlight, thinking that it would be before she could catch up with her mother.

Back then, she and Yan Ling followed her mother to learn spells, and there were some because Yan Ling couldn't learn them, so she found some inexplicable reasons to be lazy and not learn, in fact, those spells that only she could learn were the spells unique to her Xin family, such as the method of calling the seal of the heart of this purple fire technique.

But at that time, she didn't care, and every time she was like this, her mother also sighed. At that time, her mother must have thought that she could protect her for a long time, and she must have thought that she could teach her for so long, and she would always be able to learn one day.

Now that she knew of her grandmother's strictness, she knew that her mother would not want her to be as repressed as she was. Everyone has regrets, and they are entangled in their hearts day by day, and this regret becomes their own knot and bitter fruit, because they are unwilling to let their relatives suffer such a pain again.

But she has grown up, and looking at these shackles that once trapped her mother, she doesn't think it's a big dilemma. Do your best when and what you should do, and do what you should do at this time as soon as possible so that you won't delay the next moment.

It's a pity that she didn't understand it when she was young, and her mother didn't understand it at that time. Suddenly realized a little bit why her mother would give up everything and leave at that time, Xin Yuyan at that time may be like a bird trapped in a cage, just thinking about spreading her wings and flying away from the family affection that trapped her.

She silently closed her eyes in the dark, and smiled sincerely for a rare time in so long, although there were salty tears in her mouth, her heart was finally relieved, and then empty......

As the saying goes, happiness is always short-lived, and after happiness, something sad will happen. But the next day it worked, and the piles of books weighed down her head again. And it is full of pure-hearted scriptures and ancient books. She sat in her chair for a long time, pushing the booklets aside and pushing them again.

A gentleman has something to do and something not to do, this is something she can't do. In short, it's terrible, it's terrible that there is no roast meat to eat for thousands of years. She shuddered, got up, and quickly pushed the small hill-like scroll into the corner and stacked it, and when she saw that something was wrong, she dragged the tablecloth over and covered the book to calm down.

She actually knew about the spells and swordsmanship of the Xin family in the past, but she didn't learn it well, and there were indeed deviations in some places, but now she studied it according to the book and learned it quickly. She is willing to learn, although there is pressure but does not resist, but those academic things are too difficult for her, and she has always been stunned when she sees it without intention. It was, and it is.

On the second day, she was punished for kneeling in front of Xin Zhihuanting for a whole day. Incidents caused by such incidents will happen every once in a while, and I think her mother must not have been as stubborn as her back then, because in the end, even Xin Zhihuanting gave up.

The days gradually flattened, but in the warm spring breeze, it was easy to resign. Xin Ziling saw him off, and she kept thinking about keeping her along the way: "Didn't you say that you want to follow me all the time? Why do you want to leave again?"

Lian Yi folded a roadside wildflower and bit it in his mouth, and said casually: "Of course I will follow you, but there are still some things to do." Look at this day, you have grown and improved, that, didn't you tell Lao Tzu to grow a little more. ”

She said: "If you grow up, you can stay and learn from me, but if you can't, you can learn from Xin Lao." ”

He pursed his mouth: "Forget it, you don't dare to call her grandma until now, Lao Tzu is still learning." ”

Xin Ziling pursed her lips and pointed beyond the hills: "When you get outside, do you want to live that upheaval life again?"

"How can that," he said with a grin, "the ...... Didn't Mu Dinghua come here two days ago, I want to go to him to get something to do, haha...... It's your light, too, that ......."

Xin Ziling understood what he meant, and glanced at him with some concern, feeling that it was not a good thing that he didn't see it: "That...... What's that?"

"Actually, there are a lot of delicious things, and it's not bad to change the taste. Lian Yi glanced at her with his eyes: "I think Mu Dinghua has a heart." ”

"Well, indeed. Do you have anything delicious to recommend to me?" Xin Ziling thought about it, and the roasted beans that Lian Yi got out of nowhere the first day were not very delicious.

"That's not the point, remember the roast chicken?" Lian Yi reminded that he thought Xin Zi was still very smart when he watched Xin Zi learn spells for a while, but today he felt that Xin Ziling was actually so stupid.

"Roast chicken? Isn't it beans?" she recalled, "yes, delicious." Why, do you want a roast chicken before leaving? It's a pity that Yaoxuqiu can't eat this. You remember that I owe you a meal, and I'll treat you next time. ”

Lian Yi swallowed what he wanted to say again, this kind of thing is still forgotten, and it will not be good for her to say too much when he doesn't have time. Seeing that Xin Ziling has no other thoughts now, he is also relieved, Chi Qianxi's big tree that is sorry for Xin Ziling is not to mention, it is also good to have a spare tire Mu Dinghua, they are all big families, and he will not lose anything if he follows Xin Ziling.

Receiving the bag of shredded sweet potatoes handed to her by Xin Ziling, he grinned happily, in fact, even if she didn't have anything, she was still a relative that he recognized as cheap. Under the blue sky and white clouds, there was a beautiful girl in a red shirt standing on the five-colored flowers all over the ground, and Lian Yi felt that it would be more perfect if she added someone to her.

The days in Yaoxuqiu have passed quickly, and five years have passed since Lian Yi said goodbye. Xin Ziling studied hard every day, and turned a blind eye to the difference between Mu Dinghua, who came every month, to treat her. There were too many things that Xin Ziling hadn't noticed, and when she was mentioned in detail, she attributed this to the fact that she was a little tired recently.

She thought that she was tired, wouldn't she be tired after working hard day and night for so long, but she finally got a nod from Xin Zhihuanting. She was at a loss, would she take revenge now if she had the chance? She was afraid to face her father, and the more she had the strength to do it, the more scared she became.