Xiao Xinyi crawled towards the road where she came, she didn't know what the Double Holy Gate was, and she didn't know where her father went, but she knew that there was still her grandmother and mother at home not far away, and it was not too far from home now, and she still knew the way home.

If you can die by the side of your family, you will be happy even if you die. At this moment, the only thing that supports her to climb forward is this one belief. When I got home, I could see my grandmother and mother, and I still had my own relatives there.

Now Xiao Xinyi's mind is blank, I don't know how long I climbed, I just feel that there is a warm feeling when the snowflakes fall on my face, the wind whirring in my ears is getting smaller and smaller, I am getting farther and farther away from the begonia forest, I am so tired, I really want to lie down here to sleep, Xiao Xinyi told himself that he can only sleep for a while, and he will go home as soon as he wakes up.

In a daze, she only felt that her body suddenly rose into the air, was she going to die? But I haven't returned home yet, I haven't seen my grandmother, father and mother, so I died like this, and I am unwilling!

Xiao Xinyi opened his eyelids like lead, his eyes opened slightly, and he was greeted by a pair of clear eyes.

Who is this man, and has he come to save himself? Or come and kill yourself!

Xiao Xinyi shook her swollen head vigorously and wanted to open her mouth to speak, but found that her throat was hoarse and she couldn't make a sound. Then she felt that someone had stuffed a pill into her mouth, the pill was not as bitter and unpleasant as she usually ate, but had a faint fragrance, which melted in her mouth, if it weren't for the pill and the smell of three herbs, she would think that she was eating a candy. The moment Sumeru ate the pill, he felt some strength in his body, and then he realized that he was being wrapped in a white coat and held in his arms.

I gradually heard a voice in my ears: "Little girl, tell me where Cang'an Villa is?" Little girl. The man's low voice was full of anxiety at the moment.

"Walk through this wood, turn left. Take me there, I'm the daughter of the Xiao family. I'll show you the way. Although she didn't know whether she was friend or foe, Xiao Xinyi had no other choice but to answer him, and she used all her strength to say this complete sentence with difficulty.

"Okay." There was no superfluous word, and the wind in my ears was whistling, and it turned out that someone had come to fly forward with her in her arms.

Xiao Xinyi had time to look at the benefactor who saved him. The other party is only fourteen or fifteen years old, with an elegant and handsome face, a pair of Danfeng eyes with slightly upturned corners of the eyes under the thick eyebrows like a blade, a little sweat on the tall nose because of anxiety in this cold weather, thin lips are tightly pursed, and some are slightly white.

Cang'an Villa is in front of her in the blink of an eye, and the place where she was once tall and majestic, sheltering her from growing up, has now become a sea of fire. The raging fire burned uncontrollably, and the flames rose into the sky, reflecting everything around them in golden red.

The sky-high flames reflected Xiao Xinyi's pale face

The house was on fire, what about the mother, grandmother, and aunts and uncles at home, Xiao Xinyi struggled to get up from the boy's arms, stumbled in the direction of the door of the house, and before he could walk a few steps, the boy hugged her, rolled in the snow a few times, and rolled into the shadow of the small alley on the side of the road.

A slightly cool hand tightly covered Xiao Xinyi's mouth, she was covered so that she couldn't make a sound at all, her whole body was tightly pressed by him, she couldn't move at all, and there was a creaking sound in her ears that would only be made when she stepped on the snow, and it seemed that there were many people walking towards this side.

She turned her head with great effort, and squinted her eyes to finally see the group of men and horses, neat steps, uniform pitch-black armor, and all snow-bright spears, it was a well-trained army.

Even though Xiao Xinyi was young, he could see that the momentum of this army was not ordinary. The leader was not wearing a helmet, dressed in armor, riding on a dark brown tall horse and walking at the head of the team, Xiao Xinyi could never forget that gloomy face, his dark face was stained with undried blood, was that blood the blood of his relatives?

Xiao Xinyi's tears crossed the sideburns and fell on the snow like beads of broken threads, the man sitting on the horse pulled the reins with one hand and wiped his face with a handkerchief in the other, she saw a long opening under the bloodstains, from the man's ear to the corner of his mouth, Xiao Xinyi recognized the wound, it was the wound drawn out of Jiang Wanyun's whisk whip, Jiang Wanyun's whisk whip was extremely soft and soft, like silk, but it was extremely the person, and the edge of the whip body was engraved with the pattern of clouds, Therefore, the edge of the wound drawn out with the cloud whip is also the shape of a cloud, Xiao Xinyi once saw her mother hurt a group of thieves in order to save a mother and son, those thieves were subdued by Jiang Wanyun and begged her to take them in, and now she has become a team of guards in Cang'an Villa, getting along with Xiao Xinyi day and night, so she clearly remembers the shape of those wounds.

Jiang Wanyun whipped the leader of these people with a whip, so what about her, did she escape? There was a carriage that had been cut in half at the back of the horse team, Xiao Xinyi recognized it as the carriage of his family, every time she was noisy to go out to play, Jiang Wanyun would use this carriage to take her out, the cushions inside were very soft, more comfortable than the soft chairs at home, the outside of the carriage was made of fine blue silk curtains, and the pagoda-like car cover had colorful bells hanging in the corners, and the carriage made a crisp sound of jingling bells as soon as it walked, and Xiao Xinyi would fall asleep listening to the crisp bells every time he sat in the carriage and went home.

But now the family carriage is only an empty body, the drapery is gone, the pagoda-shaped roof and the colored bells are gone, only the empty board remains. There were four big mahogany boxes on the board, and the boxes were painted with white begonia branches, which were the boxes in Jiang Wanyun's room, which contained her dowry.

There were also a dozen dart carts in the back, each loaded with full boxes and whole bags of grain. Those dart cars are Xiao Duzhong's, Xiao Duzhong is the youngest dart head in the martial arts, the three generations of the Xiao family's ancestors and grandchildren are all elected by the martial arts righteous people, and their reputation in the martial arts is quite heavy, so the people in the rivers and lakes give the Xiao family a little thin noodles, so Xiao Duzhong's Yuntian dart game is particularly smooth every time. But now his dart cart has been taken away by those men, along with his family's possessions and food.

Those people have been gone for a long time, Xiao Xinyi thought that the entire army of An Yeguo had come to her house, and finally those people were far away, and they could no longer hear the sound of squeaking, the young man listened for a moment, and only let go of her after making sure that there was no one around anymore, and stroked away the tears that had been frozen into ice slag on her sideburns with a cold hand, Xiao Xinyi jumped up from the snow like waking up from a big dream, but felt dizzy, the young man held her with his hand, his small body lay on the snow for a long time, and his back was already cold, It was shaking violently like a piece of ice, as if it was going to fall down again at any moment.

The young man felt distressed for a while, and then stopped his waist and hugged Xiao Xinyi, and slowly walked towards the firelight, even after a long time, the fire still showed no signs of abating, the Xiao family's century-old house, Cang'an Villa, which once dominated one side of the martial arts, disappeared in this sea of fire that reflected half of the sky.

The young man walked very slowly and lightly with her, if there was a if, Zhong Yuan hoped that he could go on like this, there would never be an end, so that the little girl in his arms could not see such a cruel scene, Zhong Yuan blocked her eyes with his own arm, not letting her look ahead, Xiao Xinyi did not resist as if she was stunned, and let the piece of clothing cover her gaze.

Even if Zhong Yuan didn't know the people in front of Cang'an Villa in the sea of fire, his heart hurt as if he had been stripped away with a knife.

More than 300 family members of the Xiao family were neatly placed on the edge of the old mansion, separated from the sea of fire, and the clothes of the people closest to the fire had been scorched and blackened. The two people in the row farthest from the firelight, one of them, Zhong Yuan had glanced at it from a distance, was the most beautiful legend in today's martial arts, Jiang Wanyun.

Legend has it that the daughter of the Jiang family has been smart and clever since she was a child, five years old can be able to write and eight years old can be martial arts, thirteen years old can ride a horse and archery to visit the famous mountains and rivers alone, a set of cloud whip dance is out of the gods, although it is a martial art of self-defense and killing the enemy, she danced out but like Luan Hui Feng Zhu, not to say that ordinary people can not get close, that is, in the martial arts a small famous chivalrous swordsman can not bargain under her, but when she was fifteen years old, but was caught by a seemingly polite teenager whip.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world.

There is nothing better in the world than walking hand in hand with someone you recognized at first sight on the long red carpet and crossing the brazier of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil. Hold hands and worship the high hall, and kneel to heaven and earth hand in hand. married as husband and wife, love is not doubtful.

The years were quiet, the peach blossoms were scorching, and the most beautiful woman on the rivers and lakes married Xiao Chonglou, the eldest son of the Xiao family, the leader of the two generations of martial arts alliances.

But now the woman of great beauty was lying quietly in the snow.

The firelight shone on her body to form a faint layer of gold, but it could no longer reflect the eyes that were once like autumn water and bright moon. The boy walked more and more slowly, and finally he couldn't bear to go any further, so he stopped and stood.

Xiao Xinyi slowly raised his head and looked at those lying on the ground, Zhong Yuan wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

She saw her mother and grandmother in the crowd at a glance, and she fell out of the boy's arms like crazy, and staggered to the two people who knew and loved her best.

With just one glance, Xiao Xinyi only glanced at his mother and grandmother, and then fainted.