Hua Manxian woke up very early, there have been too many things that have annoyed him recently, Xiao Zilin couldn't help but feel sad when he looked at his husband's melancholy appearance, he walked behind Hua Manxian gently, and wrapped his hands around his neck from behind, "Still thinking about what happened last night?" ”

Hua Manxian replied in a low voice, "It's not all, the martial arts conference has reached a critical time again." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Wouldn't it be better if I hadn't stopped you from keeping him yesterday?" Last night, when he was about to fall asleep, a dark shadow jumped in front of the window, and Hua Manxian chased him out with a sword, that person's martial arts skills were not high, but Xiao Zilin couldn't help but cover his mouth when he saw him. It happened that Hua Manxian cut Xiao Lang's arm with a sword, and was about to continue to stab him in the thigh first, but he didn't want Xiao Zilin to exclaim: "Don't!" "It's just a hesitation that Xiao Lang ran away, and he couldn't catch up anymore.

"His light skills seem to be the 'Yan Zhuanbu' of our Ten Thousand Swords Villa? Maybe it was the right thing to let him go. He may really have something to do with Qin Xiang. "Flowers are full of strings.

As soon as I thought of that girl, Xiao Zilin felt guilty, although she was his aunt, but her feelings were more of a sister, I don't know when she also played the role of the sister who was off the line back then, but unfortunately she didn't take care of her sister, different sisters didn't take care of themselves and left, and she didn't take care of Qin Xiang and she left. However, what annoyed Xiao Zilin the most was that her sister's enemy was worldly, and she didn't know who to seek revenge! And Qinxiang's enemy is the world, and there is no one to take revenge in the vast world! Over the years, Xiao Zilin has occasionally appeared in her dreams that her niece who is in love with her sisters, and when she wakes up at night, she wakes up and buries herself, "Be cautious and she won't have an accident!" ”

Hua Manxian held Xiao Zilin's hand, "But it's been so many years since this incident, so don't think about it!" He put Xiao Zilin down with his hand and said, "The martial arts conference is about to start, maybe I'm going to play today, I'll wait to prepare." ”

Xiao Zilin let go of his hand, his eyes were filled with infinite tenderness, and he reminded him with some worry, "Be careful!" ”

"Did you come back this time to seek revenge on him?" Yang Yuan asked when he saw Xiao Lang take out the jade ring with a distracted expression.

"I want to too, but ......" Xiao Lang couldn't speak, he couldn't do this, this sentence shouldn't have been said by a man.

"yes, we can't do it, we can't help it!" Yang Yuan raised his glass and took a sip of wine. "Sometimes I want to rush up the hill to get revenge on that old fellow, but what can I do? Going up is just sending us to death, and our lives are all exchanged for her. It wouldn't be a loss if you could sacrifice this rotten life for her, but it wasn't worth dying. ”

Xiao Lang could only pour a big sip of stuffy wine, and the memories suddenly went back to when he was eight years old.

Eight-year-old himself has already suffered a lot, every day is not in addition to facing hard practice, but also has to face the lessons of the "master", or it can be said to be corporal punishment, Xiao Lang can never be satisfied with him, as a master he has countless reasons to beat himself, since the age of five he has asked him to live and practice with a sandbag. Even if you break your leg, you can't put it down, the so-called master has countless education methods, and if you break your leg, you practice boxing and sword. But it is very difficult for a five-year-old child to pick up a sword and dance, not to mention that the "master" will never take the effort to prepare a bamboo and wooden sword for himself. Finally survived to the age of eight, the light work that fell will not be forgotten by the "master", Xiao Lang began to climb the cliff with sandbags, Wanjian Mountain is not big, but it is not small, and finally in a hot summer Xiao Lang couldn't stand the cruel cultivation and fainted.

When the eight-year-old Xiao Lang woke up, he was lying on a warm big bed, a child as big as himself stared at him curiously, his little hands curiously touched the sandbag wrapped around his waist, and a gentle aunt with long hair walked into the house with a bowl of chicken soup, which was the first time he met Yang Yuan and Aunt Chen. Xiao Lang woke up feeling scared, followed by surprise, he couldn't believe that there would be someone in the world who would be so good to him, just because he had been in a too bad life all along.

Xiao Lang didn't dare to say a word, just drank the chicken soup, and ran away without even saying thank you, no one ever taught him how to thank people, he knew how to practice every day, or how to kill people, and after drinking that bowl of chicken soup, it was just because he had never smelled such fragrant food.... Xiao Lang fled in a panic, although the "master" never supervised his practice, but he would come to "teach" himself every evening, and he couldn't disappear, because it was easy for him to find himself.

Xiao Lang didn't dare to tell the master about what happened today, he had only met a disciple of Wanjian Villa before, and the master knew about it, and Xiao Lang almost couldn't get up the next day. Although he practiced all day long in Wanjian Mountain, Xiao Lang had nothing to do with Wanjian Villa, he just lived in a small thatched hut near the steep mountain wall behind Wanjian Mountain.

The next day, Xiao Lang continued to practice hard day after day, and when he was climbing this cliff, a voice suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain: "Hey, you uneducated guy?" Why didn't you even say thank you? That was the first time Xiao Lang knew about the original situation, and he should say thank you. A child of about the same age soon became a playmate with Xiao Lang, of course, all this did not dare to let the "master" know, knowing Yang Yuan let Jiang Yun know that the world should not be like himself, the world should be as warm as the big bed of the Yang family, not his own thatch, and the world should have a mother who can carry chicken soup instead of only a master who beats and scolds.

Suddenly, one day Yang Yuan came to him with an old man with a smiling face, Jiang Yun was unexpectedly frightened, because this old man looked very similar to Master, the difference was that his hair was white, and his face was not as harsh as "Master". "What's your name?" The old man smiled and asked, that was Xiao Liping. I thought it was a kind old man, but I was unexpectedly an old bastard with a knife in his smile. The two were soon locked up in a dark cave, and Xiao Liping asked himself a lot of inexplicable questions with a whip, but Xiao Lang didn't even know his name. It was the most painful whip Xiao Lang had ever eaten, more ruthless than "Master", at that moment Xiao Lang was a little looking forward to Master coming to take him back, until he met her and met his sister.

When Xiao Liping finished beating herself and left, soon after she left, the little girl with a small head and a white dress touched into the cave, with neat black and shiny hair combed with small braids, a small nose and a small mouth revealing calmness, she let the two out, and when she escaped from the cave and saw the sunshine outside, Xiao Lang still remembered the first thing his sister said to himself: "Are you my brother?" ”

It's a little inexplicable, but Xiao Lang still became his younger brother, at that time he was just a child who didn't know anything, and he had an inexplicable closeness in his heart in the face of this girl who was about the same age as himself, at that time, Xiao Lang didn't care who was big or small, he only knew that she was really good to herself. The small thatched hut on the cliff will definitely not go back, Xiao Lang has lived in Yang Yuan's house since then, the gentle Aunt Chen, and Uncle Yang who is drinking, have reached Yang Yuan, which is undoubtedly better than practicing martial arts every day. Xiao Lang is very diligent, he will help Aunt Chen with all kinds of housework, and he can also go to the field to help with farm work, Yang Yuan's family is not just a simple hotel, this remote place can't survive by doing business. This made Yang Yuan always complained by the old shopkeeper Uncle Yang, but this did not make the two little guys separate, because Yang Yuan always had to pester Xiao Lang to meet Xiao Qinxiang.

Xiao Qinxiang naturally knew that Xiao Lang was at Yang Yuan's house, and he would come down the mountain to find him from time to time, and sometimes bring some delicious and fun food, although as Xiao Lang understood more and more, he felt a little disadvantaged by the title of this inexplicable younger brother, but whenever Xiao Qinxiang touched his head and said domineeringly: "Your name is Xiao Lang, it is my brother!" "In addition, Yang Yuan is basically obedient to Xiao Qinxiang, which makes it useless for Xiao Lang to object! What's more, I have never been unwilling, this sister is much stronger than the "master" who has been with me for eight years.

Just when Jiang Yun thought that he would go on like this for the rest of his life, there was no pain or suffering, but unfortunately he was discovered by the "master" after a year. He was taken back up the mountain, returned to the dilapidated thatched hut, and continued to live a difficult life.

Revolt?! Jiang Yun already had this kind of thought, but it was tantamount to a fantasy to resist in the case of the "master" easily knocking him unconscious with one palm, for which Yang Yuan and Xiao Qinxiang were also injured, but fortunately, the master was not ruthless, he made a condition, as long as he could kill someone, he would let himself go, or go to the Yang family by himself, or be Xiao Qinxiang's younger brother. This condition is - kill the thief saint.

When he learned that the thief was more powerful than his master, Xiao Lang began to practice martial arts diligently for the purpose of his master, with a young foundation and a goal, Xiao Lang's progress in martial arts was fast, but this so-called master was never satisfied, and the beating and scolding never stopped. Xiao Lang, who had tasted happiness, naturally didn't like this kind of pain, but he still persevered, because Yang Yuan and Xiao Qinxiang would look at themselves from time to time, Xiao Lang waved his arms and said, "I want to become stronger, and when I beat the master, we will no longer be afraid of him." ”

Whenever Xiao Lang stood behind his little friends who supported him, Xiao Lang would feel that no matter how high the mountains in the world were, they could turn over, and the deep rivers could also flow past. Man is such an animal, with the belief that as long as he has it, he will become extremely powerful. But the opposite is also true, when faith disappears, it becomes vulnerable......