Lingxiao Continent, martial arts are respected.

Since ancient times, there have been many sects.

Wealthy families, countless.

But in the past hundred years, martial arts have suddenly been abandoned. Countless sects were almost wiped out overnight, and the big families disappeared.

Natural and man-made disasters continued, and secular powers rose to overthrow the royal family and replace it.

As a result, the people are even more miserable, and they are in dire straits.

The demons are ready to move, and the demon beasts feed on people.

Some people occupy the mountains as kings, wantonly burning, killing and looting.

......

Decades later

Finally, someone stood up and advocated rejuvenating the country with martial arts, excavating inheritance, establishing a sect and Taoism, establishing an academy, and recruiting disciples.

Lingxiao Continent, Qianzhou City, and Hefeng Town.

The Zhao family - located in the southeast of Qianzhou City, mainly engaged in business, the family industry is spread throughout Qianzhou City, and it is also the second largest force after the city lord's mansion.

Lingxiao calendar 10,000 and 20 years.

The Zhao family is happy to have a son, and it is said that when this son was born, it caused a vision of heaven and earth, which was a sign of great prosperity.

The city lord's mansion invited a master of the Tao to divinate that night, and the city lord was furious when the results came out.

From then on, most of the people in the market believed that the Zhao family would replace the city lord's mansion and become the largest force in the entire Qianzhou City.

Five years later.

The Zhao family's industry is better than in the past, and it is thriving and thriving.

One day, the wind was beautiful and the sun was in the sky. On the occasion of the birthday of Zhao Yun, the only son of the Zhao family, Zhao Changfeng, the head of the family, feasted the guests to celebrate his birthday. The entire Zhao family was beaming with joy and infinite joy, all in self-evident.

Until the evening, when the sun sets, night falls. The guests slowly left under the farewell of the Zhao family and his party.

Suddenly, there was a tengu eating the moon and a crow crowing.

The wind is blowing.

After all the guests left that night, the head of the house, Zhao Changfeng, always felt uneasy, but his body was not uncomfortable.

He immediately called the butler into the room, whispered a few words, and the butler hurried out.

Until midnight, nothing happened.

The head of the family, Zhao Changfeng, was a little puzzled, wondering if he was thinking too much. So I was going back to my room to sleep, but at this moment, there seemed to be some noise in the yard.

"It's on fire! ...... quickly"

Before the words fell, this servant of the Zhao family had already died tragically under the light of the knife, and blood was sprinkled all over the ground.

"Ahh

A scream, another ghost under the knife.

The fire became bigger and bigger, and the flames were blazing, and soon ignited the Zhao family's compound and reflected half the sky.

"Who are you, where did my Zhao family offend you?" Zhao Changfeng asked loudly with a sword that cut down a black-clothed masked man.

"Hahaha-" A man in black laughed.

"Zhao Changfeng! If you don't know how to be safe, you have to pay the price, take your life!"

......

The next day, the news of the destruction of the Zhao family swept through the entire Qianzhou City, and tens of millions of people were shocked.

The huge ancestral house of the Zhao family was reduced to ashes overnight, and hundreds of Zhao family members were slaughtered, leaving no chickens and dogs.

Within three days, the entire Zhao family's industry in Qianzhou City was occupied.

Since then, the Zhao family has been removed from Qianzhou City and disappeared in the long river of history.

In the market, there are also different opinions about the destruction of the Zhao family, and there are thousands of strange things.

"I heard that the Zhao family is developing too fast and threatens the status of the City Lord's Mansion, is it possible to ......?"

"Watch your dog's head!"

"Yes, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't put farts indiscriminately!"

"I heard that the Zhao family has offended ......"

"No, Zhao Changfeng, the head of the Zhao family, is kind and charitable, he is a good person, how can he be ......?"

"You know a fart, the Zhao family bullies people and kills innocents, haven't you heard of it?"

"Alas!"

......

At this time, at the junction of Qianzhou and Huzhou, next to the sheep intestine trail.

"Young master-I'm afraid the old slave won't be able to protect you anymore, after this ridge, it's Huzhou-cough-cough-" A middle-aged man covered in scars put the four or five-year-old boy in his arms on the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said quietly.

"Uncle Nine, what's wrong with you?"

The boy was about to cry and asked eagerly.

"Young master, the Zhao family - it's gone, you must live well and avenge the old lady!"

"Uncle Jiu, you hold on, you'll be fine when you find a doctor in Huzhou!"

"Young master, this is a letter that the master asked me to pass on to you, you take it - cough cough!" said the middle-aged man and took out a letter from his pocket, with some blood stains on it, and handed it to the young man in front of him.

"Uncle Nine, my father—what's wrong with him?"

"Young master, take care, the old slave is gone. ”

"Uncle Nine—— woo-"

"No!"

The boy was already heartbroken at this time, and his eyes were red from crying.

I don't know how long it took, the young man slowly came back to his senses, hastily buried the body of the middle-aged man, and walked tremblingly towards Huzhou City in the distance.

Three days later, there was a little beggar on the bustling streets of Huzhou City.

Unkempt hair, dirty face, red eyes.

Curled up in the corner, there was a broken bowl in front of him, and in the bowl was a steamed bun that had been eaten most of the way.

Who would know that this little beggar was once the young master of the famous Zhao family in Qianzhou City next door.

Around the corner, a hoarse voice was heard

——

"Big big brother, it's him!"

"Boy, where did you come from to dare to occupy our brother's territory?"

The little beggar on the ground looked at the people in front of him leisurely, ignored them, and withdrew his gaze.

"Call Lao Tzu!"

There was a burst of punches and kicks, and the little beggar had already passed out, and fell motionless in the corner.

Even the remaining mouthful of steamed buns in the broken bowl were taken away.

However, the scene that just happened was seen by a pair of eyes in the restaurant opposite.

I saw a middle-aged man turn around and instruct the housekeeper: "Lao Tian, keep an eye on the little flower opposite, don't let him die." ”

"Yes, sir!"

"Remember, don't shoot until you have to. The middle-aged man said lightly.

"The old slave will arrange the manpower. Steward Tian said that he was about to retreat.

"You do it yourself, and there must be no mistake. ”

"Yes, yes, sir. ”

......

Half a month has passed.

Autumn is getting cooler, and the geese are in a row.

The flowers fell to the ground into frost, and some people shivered.

At this time, the little beggar Zhao Yun was penniless, hungry and cold. Despite this, he was still a disciplined beggar.

He eats not all the food that everyone gives, and he wants the money that not everyone gives him.

He was beaten twice in three days, and there was nowhere to eat three meals a day.

After such a long time, I have lost too much weight, just because I have endured many things that I should not have endured at this age.

But so what, it's not how humble the background is, but the way the world is.

The law of the jungle is unpredictable.

The word "profit" is a ruthless knife. A knife that can ruin someone's fortune and kill someone, and of course, making it a good knife can also be a winner.

So, there are always some good people who sadly fall into the way of certain people.

The ruthless and cunning man became the final winner.

Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years.

In the days when the little beggar came to Huzhou City, he thought about a lot of things, including death.

But so what, the Qiu family is still at large and living a nourishing life. However, as for himself, the hatred of killing his father is not shared, not to mention the hatred of destroying the clan.

If this revenge is not avenged, how will I face my ancestors and ancestors in the future, how will I face my parents and so many clansmen under Jiuquan.

As the only young master of the Zhao family, how could he die in a nest?

It's better to die than to live.

What's more, the world is so big, doesn't there be a place for him.

One day, I will show you what regret is. At least that's what the little beggar thinks, if he dies right now, he won't be reconciled!

So, when he saw a shop selling steamed buns on the street, he went to steal several steamed buns from his family.

Then he was caught and beaten, even if the steamed buns were eaten by himself and fed to his stomach, it was a little worthless.

During the day, when he saw someone oppressing the good, he went to steal a cotton jacket from his house at night and put it on himself.

In the face of passers-by who are kind to themselves and give them alms, the little beggar will thank them and give them a salute.

But those who have beaten him, and loath him, he swears to repay them double.

It's long to come, just be alive.

The other side.

Huzhou City, the first big family - the Chu family.

In the hall of the Chu family, the head of the family, Chu Yuntian, was summoning Steward Tian for questioning.

"Lao Tian, how is that little flower doing?"

"Back to the master, according to the old slave's observation, that little flower doesn't look like he was born in a small family. Steward Tian replied.

Chu Yuntian was a little curious.

"Oh, is there anything different about him?"

"That's ......"

"In that case, you immediately arrange for someone to bring him back to the family, and let him follow Ling'er in the future and be a companion for Ling'er. ”

"Sir...... This is not good...... "Steward Tian is a little submissive.

"Do it now!"

"Yes. After Steward Tian finished speaking, he withdrew.