The so-called "Underworld Platinum Dragon" and "Bloodthirsty Demon Butterfly" that Qi Yuan learned about in Qi Qingyun's memories before were in the same desperate situation as this "Nightmare......

That night, when the moon was full, Cao Xinye lost consciousness like a demon awakening, with blonde hair and blood eyes, cold eyes, and a look better than Shura.

Before everyone had time to react, Cao Xinye's sharp nails had already pierced into the chest of her mother, who was closest to her, and blood spurted out like a pillar in an instant, staining her mother's luxurious purple clothes red.

Father loves her mother very much, Cao Xinye still remembers that when she woke up, her father knelt on the ground and hugged her mother, his eyes were bloody, and there was blood splashing around her.

Like the red hell flower, bewitching beauty, but bloodthirsty cruelty, even the full moon seems to be dyed a little blood red, with a destructive aura.

The people around who watched the excitement shrank together and stared at Cao Xinye in fear, as soon as Cao Xinye moved, they trembled and retreated, and the red silk hung in the house to celebrate her birthday added color to the current atmosphere.

Cao Xinye didn't remember anything at all, her mind was dizzy, like a dream.

Looking around, he saw his brother standing ten paces away from his father, his face was pale, but his face was expressionless, and he decided to go and ask.

Cao Xinye was a precocious child, and she sensitively felt that the atmosphere was wrong, so she didn't rush over and be coquettish as before, she walked over slowly, and the subordinates moved backwards with Cao Xinye's footsteps.

The elder brother looked at Cao Xinye, his emaciated face was extremely pale, he tried his best to squeeze a smile on his face, and just as he was about to speak, his face changed suddenly, and he flew towards her.

As soon as she arrived in front of Cao Xinye, a fierce wind hit her face, and the face of the fan was painful, Cao Xinye suddenly panicked in her heart, and subconsciously closed her eyes.

There was no pain, and there was a low muffled snort in his ears, and Cao Xinye remembered that his brother had pounced just now. Hurriedly opened his eyes and looked at his brother in a panic.

The elder brother's hand covered his pale lips and coughed lightly, and suddenly lowered his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, spraying straight on Cao Xinye's neck, and his body fell down softly.

Cao Xinye hurriedly caught his brother's falling body, but misestimated his weight, didn't hold it for a while, and fell to the ground with his brother, his brother was hit, snorted again, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining Cao Xinye's sleeves red, and his originally pale face turned a little whiter.

Looking at his brother's pale face, Cao Xinye's heart hurt for a while, he was at a loss, and tears fell down, just wiping away the blood that his brother poured into the corners of his mouth over and over again.

Suddenly, I remembered that there was a person in front of me who would kill me, so I hurriedly took my brother into my arms, and mustered up the courage to look up, as if struck by lightning-

It was my father who wanted my own life!

His father's face was hideous and ugly, as if his loving father was not him on weekdays, he gritted his teeth and pointed at Cao Xinye and scolded: "Demon, you demon!"

Cao Xinye was afraid to hold his brother and rub a few steps back, but he heard the person in his arms snort again, and hurriedly looked down, the face of the person in his arms was as pale as snow, his eyes were still gentle, his breathing was inaudible, and he suddenly coughed and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't care, he slowly raised his hand, but he couldn't lift it halfway, Cao Xinye saw his brother's intention, and gently put his brother's hand on his face.

The elder brother slowly rubbed Cao Xinye's tearful face, helped her wipe away the tears, and the gentle eyes almost made Cao Xinye mistakenly think that it didn't happen, they were still the same as before, Cao Xinye was crying and coquettish, and his brother comforted Cao Xinye as usual.

However, just now I had this thought, my brother coughed again, and blood slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth, seeing this, Cao Xinye's tears that had just stopped fell down again, and he anxiously raised his hand to help his brother wipe off the blood-red liquid, but was blocked by his brother.

Cao Xinye tried to open his blurry teary eyes, staring at his brother suspiciously, only to see that his brother opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but because his voice was too small to hear it, Cao Xinye hurriedly lowered his head and listened

I only heard my brother's faint voice say: "Ye Ye, remember, you are not a demon, you must live well, I, I will find a way..." Rescue·· Save you. ”

Cao Xinye was stunned, but when he looked down, his brother had already fainted.

Before he could react, his brother had been snatched away by his father, Cao Xinye looked up and saw that his father's eyes were red and his face was still hideous, he raised his hand and gave Cao Xinye another palm.

Cao Xinye subconsciously hugged his head and rubbed back, the palm wind lifted the broken hair on Cao Xinye's cheeks, and the red ribbon on his head broke for some reason, flying into the distance, and his long hair was scattered.

Cao Xinye knew that he would never be better off with that palm, because the palm wind was better than just now, and the exposed skin was stabbed with hot pain.

His father is not only a martial arts master, but also a great cultivator, Cao Xinye doesn't know this, is he too stupid? Or is it too good to be protected by his brother?

For a while, there was an unprecedented flood of emotions, which was a deep sorrow that swallowed and assimilated all Cao Xinye's reason.

suddenly felt that it was nothing to die like this, no one would be sad because of Cao Xinye, no matter how much he resisted, it was useless.

A deep sense of exhaustion surrounded Cao Xinye tightly, and she put down the arm that was blocking her face and closed her eyes peacefully.

There was no unexpected pain, and I opened my eyes suspiciously, and saw my father's face distorted, still maintaining a palm-pushing posture, and his whole body trembled, as if he was trying to endure something and calm something.

After a while, he opened his eyes, the red color of his eyes faded a lot, his eyes flashed with the color of struggle, and finally all of them calmed down, as if he was tired, and his voice was full of exhaustion:

"Come on, put this rebel in the Qingxin Pavilion, and you will never be able to come out......" At the end, the voice was soft, as if it would dissipate with the wind.

Cao Xinye subconsciously looked at his father, only to see him standing there, a few years old all of a sudden, with his eyes closed, his face sad, and his heart ached.

The anger in my heart was much less, don't turn my head and don't look at my father, but I saw that the subordinates around me stepped back trembling one by one after hearing the order, not to mention arresting Cao Xinye, and they didn't even want to come closer.

When his father heard that no one was moving, he opened his eyes, and when he saw this situation, a look of anger flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to have run out of patience, so he lifted Cao Xinye up and threw him in.

Qingxin Pavilion is a small courtyard named after his mother, and it is the place where Cao Xinye grew up happily.

There was only one person left in the emptiness, Cao Xinye slowly sat on the ground, not crying, not making trouble, just in a daze.

There are too many things that happened tonight, which is not something that Cao Xinye can explain, her mother was killed by her own hands, and her brother's life and death are unknown because of her.

Cao Xinye seemed to want to pull the corners of his mouth, but his face was stiff as if it was not his own, and he worked hard for a long time, but his face was still expressionless.

There is also a red ribbon to celebrate Cao Xinye's birthday in the attic, and there is still a little blood stain on the pale red clothes, one by one, embroidered on the clothes like plum blossoms, the sleeves are all dyed red, and there is still blood on the face that my brother has just sprayed.

Cao Xinye's hair fell apart, and his little face was carved in pink and jade at this time, and when he saw his image in the bronze mirror, Cao Xinye somewhat understood why people didn't dare to step forward.

Suddenly, life lost all its meaning, and the happy times before were gone, leaving behind this gorgeous pavilion, Cao Xinye, who was still a young monk, and Cao Xinye, who was only nine years old.

Cao Xinye suddenly didn't know what to do, the important people in his life had already gone, and the gift he was still thinking about just now was placed in front of him, but Cao Xinye had no interest in opening it.

didn't want to move, didn't have the strength to move, his eyes were dull and blank, Cao Xinye just sat in one position, staring at it until dawn.

Time is passing, a day has passed, Cao Xinye is like a lifeless porcelain doll, sitting for a day and a night, her mind is empty, and she stops running.

Suddenly hearing a bird's call, she finally woke her up, her eyes rolled sourly, and Cao Xinye finally remembered her brother's words: "Live well." ”

"Live well...... "Cao Xinye muttered to himself.

Cao Xinye got up and stood up, his body that had not moved for a day and a night moved stiffly, and his bones made a crackling sound, accompanied by a feeling of pain. But she didn't know it, her eyes were empty, and she got up expressionlessly, but she came across something.

Glancing down, large and small gifts were piled up at his feet, Cao Xinye blinked his sour eyes that were about to cry, as if he didn't reflect, staring at the pile of colorful and eye-stimulating gifts for a while, and finally moved his aching limbs and instructed them to open the gifts.

A few days ago, after Cao Xinye fell asleep, her mother always got up secretly, and then there would be a crisp sound of metal and jade colliding.

Looking at the waist pendant carefully, the front is probably carved with a snow lotus, but it is cyan, but the stamen is strangely glowing with a little vermilion, emitting a strange luster in the sun, lifelike.

This piece of jade is very rare, pure turquoise, but there is a piece of vermilion in the middle, which is carved into the shape of a stamen.

On the back is a very delicate Ye character. The pendant is worn with a thin light cyan silk thread and a tassel of the same color underneath, and the whole looks very delicate.

Lowered his head and hung the pendant carefully on his waist, tied a dead knot tightly, and dragged it uneasily, making sure that it was strong, and then stopped.

The waist pendant collided with the previous jade plate and made a clanging sound, Cao Xinye seemed to think that this sound was very good, twisted his waist, and the sound of clanging resounded continuously.

The gifts of the rest of the people were nothing special, and when it came to his brother's gift, Cao Xinye stopped, took a deep breath, and tore the package violently.

A jade flute tied with a light blue bow was lying quietly in the box, Cao Xinye has never liked bright colors, this brother knows best, the light red clothes that day were just to celebrate that ridiculous birthday

The flute is warm and slightly cool, delicate and small, this is made of the best mutton fat jade, and the level of the person who makes the flute is also extremely high, holding this flute, Cao Xinye's tense nerves broke suddenly, and the tears burst down, and he couldn't stop it.

She still remembers that a month ago, she went to the yard to enjoy the lotus flowers, and heard her brother blowing Xiao by the lake, which was very good, Cao Xinye pestered her brother to learn, and her brother looked at Cao Xinye carefully for a while, and said with a smile:

"Ye'er is so stupid, she actually wants to learn a musical instrument?"

When Cao Xinye heard this, she rushed forward angrily, but she heard her brother say: "Xiao is not suitable for you, Ye'er should learn the flute." ”

Since there was no flute at that time, this matter was over, and Cao Xinye gradually forgot about it, but I didn't expect my brother to remember!

Cao Xinye pinched the milky white jade flute and muttered to himself: "Brother, I will definitely learn the flute well." ”

Looking at the jade flute in his hand, Cao Xinye seemed to see his brother's gentle smiling face.

Packing up my mood and looking around, since I decided to live, I still need food.

glanced around, and found a bowl of porridge in front of the small window, it seems that his father was not too ruthless, and gave Cao Xinye food, although it was only a bowl of porridge.

Walking over slowly, picking up the bowl of porridge, the long-term cultivation of everyone's beautiful quality made Cao Xinye slowly drink the porridge that was already cold one by one, and the stomach that had not eaten for too long was already hot.

Cold sweat dripped down his cheeks and into the bowl in his hand, and Cao Xinye swallowed spoonful by spoonful without changing his face.