One evening 90 years ago, the clouds were foggy and the rain was bitter and the wind was bitter.

In front of the gate of Xiaoyaozong Mountain.

A boy of about ten years old was kneeling on the stone steps, and there were still dried blood stains on his head, which were not injured by others, but broken by the child himself.

Start early in the morning.

The ragged, yellow-skinned boy knelt on the stone steps and kowtowed, "I beg the master to take me as an apprentice."

During this period, there were no disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect who came out to see it, but in the end they all left, and the little boy could only keep kowtowing, he didn't eat anything along the way, and because of kowtowing and bleeding a lot, he had already collapsed, and finally even fainted on the steps.

But still no one came out.

Someone asked Xiao Tong, "Why do you want to worship the Xiaoyao Sect?" ”

"I want to learn martial arts!"

"I want revenge!"

The boy replied, his eyes filled with hatred and anger, as if the scene of the past had been repeated.

It was a nightmare day.

Horse thieves wreak havoc in the village, men's roars, women's screams, the peaceful Xiao village is covered in orange fire, and the child's last memory of the village stays at the moment when his parents hide him, on his mother's gentle eyes, and on his father's resolute back.

"Ru Mo, Ru Mo, my child...."

"Live."

.....！！！

Xiao Rumo opened his eyes suddenly, I don't know when, he was no longer in the emperor's tomb, but in a deserted village, full of corpses, blood everywhere, he seemed to travel through time and space, and returned to the day of ninety years ago, back to the day when the blood stained red.

When I came back to my senses, the crystal tears had flowed uncontrollably.

"Don't you hate?"

“！！！”

Xiao Rumo turned his head abruptly and looked in the direction where the voice came from, and standing there was an old man who looked old, but had good spirits.

“... Master? ”

"Rumo, don't you hate it? Hate these horse thieves who killed your family? ”

“........”

The familiar tone and familiar voice made Xiao Rumo a little distracted, and remembered the past scenes again.

Same issue.

The old man who asked this sentence stood in front of Xiao Rumo, who was only a ten-year-old child at that time, before this, Xiao Rumo had kowtowed all day, but no one responded to him, but they were all desperate, but the appearance of the old man rekindled Xiao Rumo's hope.

In the face of the old man's inquiry, Xiao Rumo said without hesitation:

"I hate!"

"If I succeed in martial arts, I will definitely kill those enemies! Not a single one to stay! ”

"Good!"

The old man laughed and agreed with him: "Well said! From today on, you will be the old man's apprentice! Since you have hatred and enemies in your heart, then you have to work hard to cultivate, and you must not slack off for a day, and every day you slacken, your enemies will be free for a day, you understand? ”

"Understood!"

"Come with me."

.........

Coming back to his senses and looking at the master who appeared again in front of him, Xiao Rumo was silent for a moment, and then smiled helplessly.

"Master, I hate."

"I still hate those horse thieves, I hate them, I want to crush them to ashes."

"Good!"

The master laughed and praised him as much as he remembered.

.... But.

After the praise, the smile on the master's face changed.

"Since you hate, then take revenge! Take revenge to your heart's content! It's these damn horse thieves, it's these so-called martial arts people who make your family ruined! If these horse thieves don't know how to do martial arts, their numbers are not enough to slaughter your village, and they deserve to die. ”

"These martial arts people deserve to die!"

"Kill them!"

"Let them understand your anger!"

"Let the anger in your heart come out!"

"Like ink, like ink..."

The master is no different from the memory, and when he calls his name, he is still gentle and a little stern, but his tone has changed unconsciously.

Like ink, like ink.

Into the devil, into the devil.

.... Enchanted!

The surrounding scene changed again, just like in memory, the laughter of the horse thieves, the screams of the villagers, and even the cries of their parents before they died, their faces before they died, their wishes before they died, their anger before they died, and their resentment before they died.

The relatives who were familiar in their memories turned into ghosts and floated in front of Xiao Rumo one by one.

If you hate, let's kill it!

If you don't want to do it.

Then give me the power.

I'll kill it for you!

Chivalry violates the ban with martial arts, kills all the people who know martial arts in the world, and the world is naturally peaceful!

Kill Kill!

Huang Zhong's voice was endless, echoing in Xiao Rumo's mind, tickling the killing intent in his heart, urging the anger in his heart, the tragic death of his relatives, the determination of his parents, the despair of surviving, and the deepest shadows of childhood flashed in Xiao Rumo's mind one by one....

..... Xiao Rumo was silent for a moment, but suddenly shook his head with a smile.

"That's it."

"Chen Changzhen, is that you?"

"Although you deliberately cover it up, I have carefully probed you before, and you can't hide it from me."

“.....！！！”

As soon as the words fell, the originally continuous screams paused for a moment.

Looking at the ghosts around him, listening to the screams in his ears, and feeling the terrifying memories of ninety years ago, Xiao Rumo not only showed an angry look, but instead...

"Why bother?"

..... He sighed deeply.

Thundered!

The sigh fell, and the surrounding scene changed again, the ruined villages, the corpses everywhere, and the cheering horse thieves also disappeared, replaced by a figure wearing a bloody robe and a fierce face, which was Chen Changzhuan who should have been cut in two by the Big Dipper Star Monarch.

It wasn't Chen Changzhen himself who appeared here.

To be exact, he was dying in reality at this time, but before he died, he projected his consciousness here with the help of the induction between the Blood Demon Pill and Xiao Rumo.

Xiao Rumo was not surprised by this.

"It's an illusion, isn't it? When did you get poisoned? ”

"You were tricked when we first met."

Chen Changzhen said in a cold voice: "The Blood Demon Pill is divided into two parts, I use the Mother Pill, the Zi Dan is weak and dusty, and it can be used to perform illusions after it is injected into your body, and at the critical moment, I can even use the Mother Pill to directly extract the Qi and blood of the Zidan host to restore my own state..."

"In that case, you seem to have failed?"

"Bastard!"

Xiao Rumo's question made Chen Changzhen let out an indescribable roar.

"Why!"

"Xiao Rumo! Aren't you angry!? ”

"I know you!"

"I once investigated your case! You worship the Xiaoyao Sect because the whole family was killed, and the identity of those horse thieves is actually a fleeing Jianghu people, with strong martial arts and weapons, even if there are many middle-aged men in Xiao Village, they can't carry the swords of those horse thieves at all. ”

"Aren't you angry? Don't you want revenge? ”

"It's all those Jianghu people!"

"If it weren't for them! You can live happily ever after in your own village! Grow up peacefully, marry peacefully, grow old peacefully, have children and grandchildren, and live a peaceful and happy life..... Those martial arts people have ruined everything about you! Don't you hate! ”

Chen Changzhen's roar seemed to hook this mysterious fantasy space.

Right beside him, one after another illusions also emerged, but the owner of the illusion was no longer Xiao Rumo, but another similar but different teenager.

The same young children in the village.

A certain family in a nearby big city easily wiped out an entire village in order to blame a rival family, using hundreds of villagers as pawns in a conspiracy.

It's as if history repeats itself.

The toddler also survived, and he himself escaped by hiding in the cubicle of the house.

Then he also worshiped the Xiaoyao Sect.

...... Yes.

Xiao Rumo looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh: "It's like me." ”

"Answer me!!"

"Xiao Rumo !!"

Chen Changzhen's eyes were blood-red, staring at Xiao Rumo deadly, and said word by word: "Don't you hate?" ”