The two were about to fight again, but they heard Zhong Lixuan's voice.

"Are you a member of the Demon Cult?"

The woman in Tsing Yi was slightly stunned, and said coquettishly: "Zhongli Shaoxia has good eyesight!"

I saw that Zhong Lishuo had regained his former calmness, and said coldly, "How do you know that we are disciples of Lone Peak, and how do you know my name?"

The woman in Tsing Yi did not shy away from it, and said bluntly: "Of course the sect leader told me." Why? Did I recognize the wrong person?

A trace of anger flashed on Zhong Lixuan's face, his voice was a little hoarse, his eyes were a little dazed, and he asked, "Are you a ...... of the Blood Light Sect?"

The woman was also a little surprised, and said in her heart: "How could he know? It seems that this kid still has a very unique vision......

"That's right, I'm a Bloodlight Sect, how?"

Hearing this, the horizontal tendons on Zhong Lixuan's face twitched, and his eyes were immediately bloodshot again, his chest rose and fell, his hands trembled slightly, and the moonlight reflected on the long sword kept shaking.

"I ...... I'll kill you...... I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!" Zhong Lixuan let out a roar that spread far away from the open Tianshui River, and it was hard to imagine that such a loud and loud sound could emanate from the body of a fifteen-year-old boy.

Lin Tianwen and Zhang Chunyang had never seen Zhong Lishuo so angry, and they were confused for a while, they just hoped that Zhong Lishuo would not be too impulsive, and the woman in Tsing Yi was also startled, she could clearly feel that a powerful murderous aura erupted from Zhong Lishuo's body, although he may not be higher than himself, but at least that sentence did not seem to be just what he said.

It turned out that Zhongli Shuo had lived in Zhongli Villa on Zhongli Mountain in Chaozhou since he was a child.

Zhongli Villa, like Luzhongtang in Luzhou, is a force in the rivers and lakes, and it can be regarded as a powerful family in the world.

Zhong Liliang, who was the owner of the village at the time, was upright and arrogant, and had a good friendship with Lin Zhan of the Lonely City faction.

That day, the weather was very good, Zhong Liliang was holding the four-year-old Zhong Lishuo was playing in the courtyard, Zhong Lishuo was playing with a ceramic pig in his hand, but he saw a nurse hurriedly running to Zhongli Liangyu to report: "Owner!

Zhong Li Liang frowned and asked, "I, Zhongli Villa, have never provoked others, and besides, the Demon Sect has been hidden for many years, can you see clearly?"

The nurse panted and said: "The little one can see it clearly! That person has red hair, and he can use the demon law, as soon as he makes a move, several brothers will die in an instant!"

Zhong Liliang held Zhong Lixuan in one hand and stroked his three-inch beard in the other, thought for a while, and immediately came to his senses: "Could it be the red-haired boy of the Blood Light Sect?!"

"Owner, what should we do?"

Zhong Liliang put Zhong Lixuan on the ground and said solemnly: "Don't panic, you immediately ask someone to spread this matter to the Lonely City Pai Lin Zhan, since the red-haired boy dares to come to my Zhongli Villa to spread wild, I will go to meet him!"

After saying that, he went back to the house, took out a sword, and walked towards the mountain gate. Dozens of disciples of the courtyard all followed Zhong Liliang towards the mountain gate with great momentum.

Only Zhong Lishuo and some panicked maids and men were left in the courtyard, Zhong Lishuo didn't know what was going on, and only stared at the closed door with wide eyes without saying a word.

However, after half an hour, there were terrible screams from outside the door, and from time to time pieces of flesh and blood flew in from outside the courtyard wall. The people in the courtyard who had no ability to fight were frightened and ran separately, and the scene was chaotic, but Zhong Lishuo still held the ceramic pig and looked at the heavy gate very calmly.

Suddenly, the door was opened, and he saw that Zhong Liliang was covered in blood, his left arm was gone, and his right hand was holding the sword while covering the broken wound of blood gushing from his left shoulder, and he hurriedly ran towards Zhong Lishuo. Outside the gate, there were still countless disciples of Zhongli Mountain Villa who were fighting with the "red-haired boy", screaming one after another, and blood was constantly blooming outside the door like fireworks.

He came to Zhong Lixuan and knelt down on one knee, his mature face covered in blood and sweat. He looked at Zhongli Shuo's innocent eyes, forced himself to squeeze out a smile from the sharp pain on his shoulder, and said, "Shuo'er, how about playing hide and seek with you for your father?"

Zhong Lixuan has never seen blood, nor has he heard people's wails, he is the young owner of Zhongli Villa, others have always held and protected him, and in his little heart, there seems to be no concept of "fear".

Hearing his father say this, he smiled happily and nodded.

Zhongli's eyes were red, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and he smiled with satisfaction: "Okay! good boy!" Then he dropped his sword, picked up Zhongli Shuo with one hand, and ran to the backyard.

Zhong Liliang took Zhong Lixuan to a deserted courtyard in the backyard, where the corners of the yard were overgrown with weeds and there was an abandoned water tank.

Zhong Liliang gently put Zhong Lixuan into the water tank, and said to him softly: "Son, you hide here and don't make a sound, no one can find you." If you win, Daddy will make you a lantern tonight!"

Zhong Lishuo nodded, his innocent face full of anticipation and joy when he heard the lantern.

Zhong Liliang turned around and wanted to leave, but when he turned around, the two horizontal tears couldn't help but flow, and his voice trembled and said, "My son, Daddy will test you two questions, see if you can answer them." ”

Zhong Lishuo nodded obediently.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Shuo'er!"

"Where's the full name?"

"Zhong Lixuan!"

"Whose son are you?"

"I'm Daddy's son!"

"What's Daddy's name?"

"Zhongli Liang!"

Zhong Liliang laughed heartily, his face was covered with blood, but he smiled freely, and his deep eyes revealed a frank and heroic look.

"Okay, son, always remember who you are! Besides, Daddy wants you to remember three words, remember it firmly!"

"What three words?" Zhongli asked curiously as he leaned into the water tank.

"Bloodlight Sect!"

After speaking, Zhong Liliang gritted his teeth, covered the water tank with a wooden cover, turned around and strode towards the main entrance, never looking back.

Zhong Lishuo was in the dark, and he couldn't help but be a little afraid, but thinking that his father would make him a lantern tonight, he still endured the darkness and waited quietly.

Gradually, he slowly fell asleep in the water tank with the ceramic pig in his hand.

I don't know how long it took, Zhongli woke up slowly, and found that he was still in the dark, feeling cold on his body.

"I don't know if they have conceded defeat, why hasn't Daddy come to inform me?"

After waiting for a while, Zhong Lixuan still thought it would be better to go out and have a look.

Zhong Lishuo laboriously pushed open the wooden cover, and found that it was already evening.

He was frightened, and though the scene during the day was very lively, and seemed to him to be no different from the atmosphere of the festival, the night was now quiet and eerie.

He was in the water tank, and he could only see a small round piece of the night sky at the mouth of the tank.

"Daddy!" Zhong Lixuan shouted.

However, the only thing that responded to him was the chirping of insects.

"Daddy—I can't get out!"

There was still silence all around, and the maid who took care of him on weekdays did not appear.

Zhong Lishuo's face changed, his eyes were red, but he didn't shed tears.

He stuffed the ceramic pig into his arms, then grabbed the mouth of the tank with both hands and struggled to climb out of the water tank.

As soon as he came out, he hurriedly ran out of this long-abandoned courtyard.

Out of the courtyard, he was shocked by the scene in front of him!

I saw corpses everywhere, flesh and blood flying everywhere, and blood from people's severed limbs everywhere.

"They...... What's wrong?"

Zhong Lishuo slowed down with a question mark in his head and walked towards the main hall where his father usually was.

However, the smell of blood from his nose made him feel dizzy, and the smell of blood stimulated his instincts and made him feel even more uneasy.

When I came to the entrance of the main hall, I saw that the huge courtyard in front of the main hall was full of corpses.

Men, women, children, miscellaneous servants, disciples, and those familiar figures are all lying quietly on the ground at this moment. The moonlight was cold, spilling over the earth, giving the blood a disgusting blackness.

"Everybody...... Why are they all sleeping on the ground?" Zhongli Shuo frowned slightly, puzzled for the reason.

He carefully searched for Zhong Liliang's figure in the corpse, searched for a long time, and finally found that Zhong Liliang's clothes were broken, but it was a broken arm, and the sword was still tightly held in that broken arm.

Zhong Li's eyelashes were wet, he looked aggrieved, and dragged Zhong Liliang's broken arm with both hands to continue searching.

After a while, he saw Zhong Liliang's body covered in blood.

Zhong Lixuan fell down beside Zhong Liliang and saw Zhong Liliang lying motionless in the moonlight with his eyes closed.

"Daddy, who broke your arm?" Zhong Lixuan cried.

He rubbed his eyes, but he didn't see Zhong Liliang wake up.

"Daddy, don't sleep, Shuo'er is a little scared!" Zhong Lishuo was extremely aggrieved and gently shook Zhong Liliang's body. On weekdays, as long as he shakes it gently, Zhong Liliang will definitely wake up and make a grimace at him to make him happy.

But it's strange, no matter how hard he shakes Zhongliliang today, Zhongliliang just won't wake up.

Zhong Lixuan knelt beside Zhong Liliang's corpse and cried loudly.

I don't know how long I cried, and suddenly thought of what Zhong Liliang often said to him: "Even if a man cries, he can't make a sound." So he endured it and didn't cry, and just let the tears flow silently.

"Daddy, Shuo'er listens to you, don't be angry with Shuo'er, wake up quickly, Shuo'er is afraid!"

The moonlight was clear, but in Zhong Lixuan's eyes, it was hazy and unreal.

Everything is like a dream, and if it really is, how good would it be?

The next day, a black figure fell from the sky, the man had an upright face, and his skills were agile and powerful. But Zhong Lishuo didn't care about him, he just curled up and sat next to Zhong Liliang, talking to himself all the time, not knowing what to say.

The black figure is the Lonely City Pailin Zhan.

Lin Zhan saw the purgatory-like scene in front of him, his chest suffocated, and his anger rushed upward. He glanced at Zhong Lixuan's small body. Yi hurriedly ran to Zhong Lixuan and asked, "Child, what's your name?" As he spoke, he saw the mutilated body of his friend Zhong Liliang, and his heart was filled with grief and indignation.

Zhong Lixuan raised his head stiffly, and when he saw that he was not afraid, he muttered.

Lin Zhan didn't hear clearly, squatted down and asked softly, "What?"

"Blood Light Sect!" Zhong Lixuan replied. He stayed awake all night, tired from crying, knowing that his father might not wake up, so he could only keep recalling the last three words his father had said, and he repeated them all night, for fear of forgetting.

When Lin Zhan saw the child's face, he felt a heavy punch in the chest.

"Bloodlight Sect...... Child, come with me, I will take care of you for the rest of your life like your father!"