After that, the six people who are similar to each other are familiar with each other, from hostility and recognition to the daily life of friends and confidants.

A lot of content, Qi Yuan chose to roughly browse it and skipped it at a glance. Focus only on the important moments that pass by and are eye-catching.

After all, he didn't have that much free time - seeing that their little ten was taken away and even secretly robbed, those five monsters with ungodly strength would definitely come to the door soon.

What's more, for the guy who came to the door, he Qi Yuan was not willing to take it lightly!

The first clip is Qi Chuan, a three-nil girl who thinks she is "different", with the help of Ji Yuan's eldest sister and the cute and lively Xiao Shi, who completely accepted her current self and gave them memories of her past-

Just like Li Xiuyue explained before, Qi Chuan was originally the leader of the secret guard of the Murong clan.

And the secret guards, as the name suggests, their main duty is to become the sword in the hands of each successor of the Murong clan, clearing all obstacles for them, both open and covert.

The previous sect masters of the Murong clan, in order to prevent their brother Ni Wall or other villains who knew a lot about the Murong clan from making trouble, after officially ascending to the position of sect master, they would choose to cultivate a new group of secret agents by themselves.

And when it was Qi Chuan's turn, they were even more exaggerated, Murong Junhua actually had the behemoth of Yulou behind him, and at the same time, he was constantly putting pressure on these elders!

Therefore, in order not to be eliminated by the new leader of the Murong clan, it is imperative to add some more extraordinary fresh blood to the secret guard camp.

At first, they followed the example of the elders a few generations ago—picking up abandoned baby girls, children being trafficked and sold, wandering beggars on long streets, and so on.

Later, I don't know which giant saw the first batch of children with poor qualifications, and said angrily, "That's it, what do you want to compete with people and listen to the rain building, and you can lose your head quickly?!"

The head of the clan and the elders are all together, yes. Not to mention that the wind and rain building are full of strange cultivation methods, which are enough to reach a hundred monsters.

Just look at these lonely beggars, some of them have not even received enlightenment, and they don't know a single big word. They couldn't even understand the unified forging method of the cultivation realm, so they could imagine what difficulties and dangers they would encounter in the later stage of cultivation!

Moreover, since they all said that they were picked up, those children who even his biological parents could not bear to give up, you expect them to have peerless qualifications, and the spiritual root is superb, it is better to sleep at night and put the pillow higher!

As a result, in the hearts of a group of elders and patriarchs who have been enjoying themselves for a long time, immersed in the world's first in their own sect every day, and persistent in infighting, cultivating a group of new and excellent forces that belong to them has become an unavoidable topic.

They have long forgotten the original intention of the ancestors of the Murong clan to create this secret guard base to contain the lonely people in the world:

Pray for the wind and rain to be smooth, may the country and the people be safe; the children of wealthy families will no longer casually sigh "why not eat minced meat", there will be no frozen dead bones on the roadside in their lifetime, and the world will be the same.

It's a pity that this history is an endless cycle.

From the founding of the Ming Dynasty to the mediocrity of the last dynasty, this is actually the inevitable result of the reshuffle of fate, and the solidification of the class again.

How can a person who is born in the highest position understand the suffering of a beggar without clothes?

Under one person, the self-proclaimed "businessman" after the important minister of the Son of Heaven, after being dazzled by the rolling red dust, how could he be willing to support a group of profit-winning opponents with his own hands?

There is no noble son in the poor family, which is also the inevitability of history.

Until then, the "head" was as big as a bucket, full of gold and silver, and the "body" was small and pointed, and the road barrier was dry and boneless. When it is difficult for this dynasty to stand up, it can be overturned.

The world is chaotic again, just like the scene of Pangu opening up the world in another world - "clear air" rises, "turbid gas" sinks, and the atmosphere of a great country rises again.

Over and over again, everything has a certainty.

Far away, after thinking about breaking their heads, the people of the Murong clan still "opened up":

Since there are no good seedlings among the people they want, then go to the people who want them. You can even train a group of "monsters" by yourself!

And the group of more than 5,000 dead soldiers called Yumeng where Qi Chuan belonged was the forces behind the elders of the Murong clan who launched together, burning, killing, and looting.

However, Qi Chuan's situation is different from them, she is an orphan and a beggar.

Another day, when he just woke up, Qi Chuan was lying on the damp soil, and his already tattered dress was even more dirty.

There was also dried mud and sand in her nails, and it seemed that the overly surprising dream last night had caused her to fall from the branches of the tree in shock. or painful or frightened by rolling on the rain-soaked yellow mud road.

However, she was still in a nightmare, and she was not allowed to wake up halfway through.

I can't remember what the general content of the dream was for a long time, but there was still a trace of distorted ethereal sound in the depths of my brain, like a camel bell from far and near in the depths of the dry and scorching desert, and like the end of a magnificent song played by some kind of crisp instrumental music.

From far to near, from far to near, "jingle bells...... Jingle ......"

And the only frightening fragment was the moment when she disappeared into a beam of light in an instant, and the uncontrollable hot tears burned it into Qi Chuan's mind.

Tsk, when will she be like this mother-in-law?

Wring out the water stains as much as possible, hang the handful of dead grass-like hair that has not been taken care of for a long time, and then remove the surviving yellow cloth hanging bag from the branches.

Qi Chuan was ready to move on to the next temporary shelter.

She was three years old and was thrown into a flower building by traffickers. At that time, the outside world was still a prosperous scene.

At the age of seven, Qi Chuan and those cooks were about to escape from the building, and the little girls in the same room who were half the same size as her looked at them in a daze, saying that if there is a chance in the future, please be sure to tell them how magnificent the outside world is.

But, it's really out. The world of their hopes has long since changed. Desolation, dead silence, nightmares. Fortunately, Qi Chuan did not have the means and ability to contact them, so he didn't have to tell them these cruel words in person.

And after seeing the power and rich privileges of those cultivators in the outside world, she wanted to find some like-minded friends and join forces to create a fairy tale-

As long as you have enough power to override all external resistance.

In the evening, Qi Chuan encountered a group of displaced people, who seemed to have fled together due to the famine in the north.

It's easy for her to slip into the long line, after all, with her terrible image, it's hard not to be considered a refugee.

However, even then, someone could recognize her, "Hey, you guy, you weren't from us before, were you?"

The one who asked was the "refugee" standing behind her after Qi Chuan cut the queue - a long oily and smooth white and tender little fat man!

"You don't look like a refugee, don't you even have to drag your family to flee?" Qi Chuan retorted unceremoniously. No matter how he looks, he is even more suspicious than her!

The little fat man was held in the arms of a sturdy old man with gray hair, and the people walking in front of him seemed to be a family, and from time to time they would turn back to the grandson and ask for warmth.

The little fat man was obviously not big, about five or six years old. And the long journey along the way didn't seem to have any effect on him, and he was particularly naughty.

Although he didn't understand Qi Chuan's inexplicable hostility towards him, he also knew that he was scolding him, and with a pout, he shrank aggrievedly and squeezed on his grandfather's chest:

"Grandpa~ She bullied me!"

"Okay, good~ Grandpa will help you teach her a lesson. The old man was entangled by his grandson, so he had no choice but to carry his grandson on his shoulders and hang it, stretched out two empty hands and slapped two empty slaps.

The little fat man didn't see the specific situation, and when he heard the sound, he felt that his "revenge had been avenged", and raised his arms and shouted "Oh oh ~ Grandpa is awesome~"

"What a living treasure!" the old man bowed his hand to Qi Chuan apologetically, but he couldn't suppress the smile between his eyebrows.

The family in the same company was also amused by this little guy's behavior, and Qi Chuan couldn't help but look away from the laughter......

Family? That's nice.

By the time we got to the next stop, a makeshift shelter where everyone could rest, it was already late at night. The moisture of the dew was heavy, and the wind blowing in the distance carried the smell of corpses from the depths of the mountains and forests.

The little fat man was already drowsy, but he still had a conversation with his grandfather, and Qi Chuan also sat not far away and subconsciously pricked up his ears to listen.

It was a myth about the Murong clan's rescue station......

is also because of this beautiful dream that she doesn't want to puncture at all, but also in order to eat and survive well, on that day, hiding next to the swill bucket in a rich man's house, she caught the secret guard shirt that broke into other people's mansions in the middle of the night and robbed people:

They said...... As long as I go with you, I will be able to eat and clothe yourself. This...... Is it true?"

The dark guard was violently dragged by an unknown object curled up in the shadows, and his hairs stood on end. I just wanted to explode and throw the dirty thing away, but I didn't inadvertently meet the extremely resolute gaze of the thin girl under the moonlight.

In the end, looking at Qi Chuan's body, which was crimson and almost all over his body, and a thin layer of tattered coat. Still sighing softly, he picked up the little girl from the corner of the eaves:

"That'...... You're going to have to fight for my brother. ”

What he didn't tell the little girl was that if the children who were found were not gifted, they would be punished by the old secret guards who had dedicated their lives to the Murong clan by their parents or others since birth.

Fortunately, since he was conscious, Qi Chuan, who was able to survive and roam the rivers and lakes alone, was like a vigilant and fierce little wolf. It is not at all comparable to those rich children who are talented but have been pampered since childhood.

The only one who is only timid in terms of literacy, but secretly has the help of the big brother of the secret guard from time to time, Qi Chuan quickly adapted, and became more and more comfortable in the rain alliance.

But other pampered little kids are different, just like bear children who are forced to stuff into kindergarten when they are old, and there are basically few stops in the first few days.

And in the group of bear children, crying is contagious. No one had yet to react to what had happened, why they had suddenly changed places as soon as they woke up.

But as soon as one of the guys reacted and began to cry hysterically for parents, elders, feeding, and going to the toilet, it was guaranteed that within three seconds, a large number of people would also cry and cry, which can be called a hundred responses.

But these rugged secret guard uncles are not gentle and gentle kindergarten aunts, and the trouble is really irritating, so they take out the fiercest ones who cry out alone and throw them on the high platform.

First one person shuddered, and then slammed his head and covered his face. After completely shocking the bear children, he snorted coldly: "What's the trouble?

Then, after the bear children realized the danger and did not dare to cry and speak loudly at all, they pulled out the needs and hopes in their words one by one and shattered them:

"Oh, go home, this is your home from now on. Grandma and Mom?! They don't want you anymore! If you dare to cry again, I'll screw your head off!"

"Want to get dressed, want to eat good?

Brainwashing content like this is constantly repeated around these children who have not yet formed their own independent thinking system.

In order to turn them into monsters who can't think, have no consciousness and are strong in force, psychological hypnosis is one thing, and more is the tempering of force.

This is also the aspect of the group of little children who shed blood and tears and complained bitterly, but Qi Chuan was as smooth as ever. After all, in front of a little wolf cub who struggled to survive in troubled times, perseverance and tenacity were like air throughout her life.

But because of this, she is so out of place with the rest of the children, and at the same time it is more envious and jealous.

Why?

Why did they suffer here and were abandoned by their father and mother and fell into the tiger's den, if they didn't say the right thing, they would be slapped by those secret guards, and if they didn't make the right move, they would be seriously injured and their bones would break.

She has a brother behind her who takes all kinds of gentle care for him, and has never been bullied by any irascible instructor, and even a garbage Sanlinggen has completely abused them in martial arts, a genius of single spirit root and heavenly spirit root!

Qi Chuan is very sensitive, she clearly knows that those peers exclude and disdain her, but she doesn't care at all. She wasn't the same person as them.

Let's put it this way, in the years of her wanderings, which noble sons and rich daughters have looked at her? The kind-hearted ones covered their mouths and noses at most, and asked the attendants to reward her with a few pieces of broken silver, and viciously, directly kicked over the rice bowl she held on her chest, and told her not to defile the precious lintel of his house.

What can she do?

Nothing can be done.

Because she is not touched by money, power, and power, but if she is a little reckless, this life, which is so lowly at birth, may be harvested by the imp of Hades in an instant.

This world is so realistic, but she just doesn't want to accept her fate.

She didn't want to hear any rules, what musts.

She's going to survive, she's going to be a ...... How to say it, it's best to be like the eldest brother Qi Mo who gave him his name, do it from the heart and become the person you like.

It's a pity that Qi Chuan is still limited by his own talent in the end. The three spiritual roots of water, wood and earth, although they can also form a good small cycle, but the defeat is due to the fact that her zodiac is a dragon, the elephant of gold and water.

On the one hand, gold can produce water, and water is more gold and sink, and on the other hand, Mulai is aquatic and water is more woody.

And when the earth fails, when the wood fails, it will fall, and when the wood is weak, it will be broken.

If he doesn't meet any special opportunities the day after tomorrow, Qi Chuan can only stop at the later stage of foundation building in this life.

So when the little hairy people of the same age in the later stage rushed to the cultivation realm one after another, they saw that the college bully who was above the top in their childhood and disdained them, no matter how hard they worked and taught the head to die, they were still spinning in the foundation building period.

God really has eyes, give them a chance to humiliate her to vent their anger!

So, after another day of physical training, Qi Chuan, who still stayed in the training ground to continue practicing, was surrounded by them.

All kinds of snarky jokes were not said, and they were in groups of three or four, provoking her one after another, pushing, pulling, kicking, and beating, and then preparing to use spiritual power to crush her as soon as she fought back.

Qi Chuan knew their thoughts very well in his heart, so he just curled up in a ball with his hands and head guards, protected his vulnerable parts, and then let them vent their anger.

Don't the Secret Guard Instructors know their thoughts and actions?

But now it's different from the past, and now those little "monsters" whose abilities are beginning to show signs are the real masters in the secret guard camp in the future, and they can only turn a blind eye.

But Qi Mo still couldn't bear it in the end, he looked at the gray-headed and dirty girl on the martial arts training ground, who seemed to have returned to the way she was back then, trembling under the bleak moon shadow, and suddenly turned over from outside the fence and entered, and shouted:

"What are you doing here? Don't you know what the crime of fighting in private is?!"

However, a few boys who boasted that they had cultivated to the Jindan period were not afraid of him, and even some female cultivators who were originally planning to watch a lively scene also came over, and said with a strange stomach:

"Hey, hey, someone's good brother is here again, tsk, tsk, yo, what a big temperament, it's not your wife who is in a hurry every day, or~"

Especially when I saw Qi Mo's handsome face that didn't pretend to them on weekdays, it suddenly changed color, and it became even more sour:

"Hey—it can't be right! I heard that there is an evil art in the Hehuan Sect of that cult, and it is said that the only way to absorb men's ...... is to absorb them every day."

"Hey, I threw up, aren't they brother and sister......?

"Ah, speaking of which, I seem to have seen it by chance before, Qi Chuan didn't go to bed at night, and then came out of the instructors' tents the next day......"

"Tsk, this kind of garbage three spirit roots, how can you do it if you don't want to order other methods?"

"Bang!" The loud sound was the movement caused by Qi Mo, who was in the middle of the Yuan Infant, slamming through the ground reef of the martial arts training ground with one palm. He really couldn't stand them slandering his relationship with Qi Chuan like this, although he was indeed ...... I felt sorry for her.

I only feel sorry for her.

The students were silent for a moment, and then quickly shouted, "What do you mean by this, that you really want to offend us future Shadow and Rain League rookies for your good looks?"

“...... Isn't he just relying on his own cultivation to be a little higher than us, in time, hum!"

"Get out of here!" Qi Mo waved his sleeves, only to see a strong hurricane suddenly blowing between heaven and earth, and hundreds of people surrounding Qi Chuan were swept into it, even those disciples who were far away in the attic above the cultivation ground, and only half of their bodies were leaning out to watch.

The training ground finally quieted down, and the old secret guard commanders who were originally waiting in the shadows couldn't help but roll their eyes at Qi Mo, and then resigned themselves to the edge of the sword and flew in the direction of the hurricane.

Qi Mo smiled awkwardly and thanked people with fists. Then he quickly came to Qi Chuan, who was still curled up in a ball and slumped on the ground. He picked up the girl in a hurry, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm sorry ......"

Qi Chuan coughed dryly and laughed, she said, "What are you apologies to me?"

As he spoke, he subconsciously rubbed against Qi Mo's chest, and only after hearing the man's steady and powerful heartbeat did he feel completely relieved.

Qi Mo pursed his lips, his brows almost furrowed: "It's that I didn't take a good look at those little bastards...... Are you feeling unwell? I'll take you to the hospital now?"

"It's okay, little skin trauma. Just take me back to bed, and I'll prepare my own trauma medicine. Qi Chuan said, coughing dryly again. And when she raised her head, Qi Mo found that the girl's face was bruised, and the corners of her mouth were so red and swollen that they were even purple.

"You...... Do you really want to see my brother and me like this?" Qi Mo was even more unhappy, if it weren't for the fact that his brother's demeanor couldn't be lost, I'm afraid that the pouting mouth could be hung with an oil pot.