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In the courtyard at the top of the mountain, a terrible shout suddenly sounded.

As soon as the shouting started, I saw a few sparrows above the roof, flapping their wings and fleeing into the distance.

And in this room, Shi Wuwei was sitting on the bed board in a panic, gasping for breath.

On his forehead, there were beads of sweat the size of beans.

The clothes on his back were also soaked with sweat.

But at this time, he didn't realize the sweat coming out, but stared at a wooden table in front of him with wide eyes and unconsciously.

The dark place in the dream still existed in his mind, and he didn't want to disperse for a long time.

He dreamed of his father, and scolded him with righteousness and sternness.

"Your cultivation is progressing so slowly, how can you do it for me and your mother, how can you do it for the eight hundred and seventy people who died in the Fang family! Avenge! ”。

In the dream, in the dark, he was kneeling weakly in front of his father, crying with tears in his eyes.

"Dad, it's useless to be a child, and I still haven't been able to break through the realm to this day. It was the incompetence of the children that made the people suffer." Tears were pouring out of his eyes.

And he didn't even have the slightest way to control it.

He only remembered that after his father snorted coldly, he flicked his sleeves and turned away, leaving only a heartbreaking word that floated in the dark space.

"How did the Fang family produce a useless person like you."

He tried his best, crawling forward, trying to grab the corner of his father's clothes, wanting to keep his father's figure.

"Daddy, Daddy. Don't go, don't go, Daddy"

His poignant words echoed in the dark space.

But he never touched the corner of his father's clothes, even half a point.

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After that, he was pulled back from his sleep to the real world by this grief that was deep in his bone marrow.

But although the dream is gone, the tears in his eyes are not dry.

He knew it was just a dream, it was all an illusion.

Because he remembered the last time he said goodbye to his father, his father hoped that he would never return to the capital again, and hoped that he would live quietly.

So, how could the father blame him for being useless.

In fact, the stories in this dream, the words of his father, are all his inner demons, and they are the things he fears the most.

He was afraid that he would be too slow to break through the realm, and that he would not be able to take revenge.

He was afraid that the Fang family's unjust soul would not be able to settle down and ascend to heaven, and he was even more afraid that his fighting spirit would be consumed in this comfortable valley.

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"Senior brother... Brother.. Are you okay".

Outside the door, there was a worried inquiry from the junior sister.

He came to his senses and got out of bed.

He opened the door and smiled weakly.

"It's okay.... It's okay...".

Mu Yi thought to himself, "It's okay? “。

After that, I saw her squinting one eye, looking upwards, raising her eyebrows and asking, "Senior brother, how can I hear what you are shouting..... Wan'er... Wan'er".

After speaking, without waiting for the senior brother to answer, I saw her continue, "Senior brother, this Wan'er won't be your sweetheart."

Shi Wuwei had a headache, and his expression was very stiff.

I thought in my heart, "It's just the last moment.... It seems that I did dream of Wan'er...".

But although he remembered this incident, he couldn't remember what he said to Wan'er anyway.

He only remembered that in the dream after his father left, Wan'er appeared.

All he remembered was the smiling face that had never changed, still calling his name.

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Mu Yiyi saw that the senior brother seemed to be still immersed in pain.

So, she laughed.

"Senior brother. One by one, I'm also a little bored in the mountains. Today, I want to go down the mountain with my senior brother, and by the way, I will see my brother's method of chopping wood."

In fact, the two can be said to be dependent on each other.

Therefore, she naturally knew what her senior brother was thinking about writing.

It is precisely because of this that she wants to go down the mountain with the other party and guide the other party by the way.

After all, she is still very confident in her martial arts and the strength of her first master.

Shi Wuwei didn't expect that his junior sister would go down the mountain with him, so he wanted to stop him.

After all, it is very inappropriate to let a girl's family go to that pristine land.

But suddenly, he suddenly remembered that yesterday the master said that the senior sister was already a cultivator, and he said in his heart, "That's right, maybe the junior sister can teach me some cultivation methods!" ”。

So, seeing that he was determined, he pretended to be profound and said, "Yes, you can, but you can't run around, if I accidentally hurt you, the master will definitely blame me."

In fact, after he said this, even he himself was a little weak-hearted.

How could a junior sister who was already a cultivator be injured by the thorns in the forest?

And the reason why he spoke like this was because of the word 'reckless'.

He is a big man, how can he make a woman laugh, even if this woman is a senior sister who treats him well, he can't do it.

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An hour later, Mu Yiyi, who was on the hillside, grabbed his senior brother's arm and asked as he walked down.

"Senior brother, can the pain in my abdomen and back improve?"

And for her actions, Shi Wuwei obviously showed a trace of discomfort.

After all, even Wan'er, a childhood sweetheart, has never had such an intimate act towards him like her junior sister.

But the junior sister had to hold his hand, and he had no choice.

So, he could only answer calmly.

"Well, it's getting better. Chopping wood, there should be no problem".

The second pulse of Ren Du in his abdomen was still a little swollen and painful.

And he has learned a lesson, and today he does not dare to stimulate these two fatal pulses.

Therefore, he can only chop wood and practice the so-called swordsmanship.

"Senior sister is already a first-class martial artist, I don't know what kind of weapon my junior sister is good at?"

"Well, use the sword. But I only know a little bit about it, and I haven't done it before."

"When I cut wood later, I hope that my sister will teach you one or two."

"Yes, no problem".

Today, the sky in the mountains is blue and the water is blue, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

And the two of them walked down the hill like this.

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"Senior sister, this is where senior brother chops wood on weekdays. There are a lot of thorns and mosquitoes here, so you have to be careful." Shi Wuwei reminded his junior sister as he walked towards the forest.

But who knows, as the two of them walked, the junior sister suddenly stopped.

He turned his head to look back, and found that the other party was frowning and looking around.

"Senior sister, what's wrong?". He asked aloud.

Seeing this, Mu Yiyi showed an embarrassed expression and said with a smile.

"Senior brother, there are a lot of thorns and weeds here. Why don't we find another place, I see a bamboo forest not far west of the valley, and I want to go there and see it."

Although she is a cultivator, she is not afraid of thorns or mosquito bites. But no matter what, she is also a daughter's family, and she really doesn't want to stay in this place full of mosquitoes for a long time."

Shi Wuwei didn't find out what his junior sister was thinking.

He just felt that it was rare for his junior sister to accompany him down the mountain once, and he should follow the other party.

So, he said, "That's fine." Then let's go to the bamboo forest. You can also pick some fruit shoots for hunger."

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