Peach Blossom Village——

After a few months, Qiyu and the others finally came back, however, the one who accompanied him back was no longer the second uncle.

The only thing that accompanied him now was the little girl with him on his back.

She is only four years old, which should be the age of coquettishness in her mother's arms, but now, she is facing this great change.

The restraint that Dripping had placed for her when she ran away dissipated when he died. When she woke up, she saw Dripping Water lying next to her, and she thought Master was asleep.

She shook and shook. "Master, Master. ”

However, all that responded to her was the sound of the withered leaves fluttering. Master, I will never shout that spirit rhino in love.

Qiyu looked at her, his eyes were slightly red, and slowly walked over and pulled her.

"What's your name?" Qiyu asked, holding back his grief.

"My name is Lingxi!" Lingxi looked at her, her big eyes flickering left and right, and her face was curious.

"Oh, Lingxi, Master, he slept deeply, let's not disturb Master, okay?" Qiyu said as he held her hand tightly, trembling a little.

"Hmm!" Lingxi nodded heavily.

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When Qiyu and the others returned to the village, the villagers all came out one after another, however, no one had the joy of reuniting after a long absence, and there was only the grief of Ermao's father's death.

The most painful thing is Ermao, he is similar to Qiyu, he has been dependent on his father since he was a child, and now that his father is gone, he is an orphan.

"Mourning!" Qiyu walked over and patted Ermao's shoulder, persuading him with grief.

"Don't touch me!" Ermao opened Qiyu's hand fiercely. "It's all her, it's all her, it's all her who killed my father. Ermao pointed to Lingxi, who was standing on the side and was at a loss, and said.

The little Lingxi didn't know what was going on, thinking that he had done something wrong that made Ermao angry, so he hurriedly walked over and asked, "Big brother, did Lingxi make you angry?"

Ermao looked at her innocent eyes, listened to the crisp voice, and the original grief became even more sad, and he pulled away the spirit rhino: "Go away!"

"What are you doing!" Qiyu looked at Lingxi who fell to the ground, and hurriedly ran over to pick her up, and yelled at Ermao.

"What am I doing?" Ermao looked at Qiyu and snorted heavily. He left without shaking his head.

Qi Ming and Jing Xue glanced at the Lingxi who was still in Qiyu's arms, shook their heads helplessly, and went to chase Ermao.

"Brother Qiyu!" Lingxi looked at their angry and helpless eyes, and asked Qiyu puzzled.

Qiyu touched her head and said dotingly: "It's okay, Brother Qiyu didn't buy them anything back, they are blaming me." ”

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Since then, in Peach Blossom Village, there is another person, her name is Lingxi. However, there is one less person, his name is Ermao, and since his father died, he has never been found.

Lingxi lived with Qiyu for the time being.

During the meal, Uncle Qi also specially reminded Qiyu that it was time to take three pairs of chopsticks today.

At night, the stars were shining, and the light of the moon shone on Lingxi's face through the skylight of the roof, and about to see that her white face was faintly stained with tears.

When Qiyu and Uncle Qi fell asleep, Lingxi's tears couldn't stop flowing out, although she was only four years old and ignorant, but she still vaguely knew something about life and death.

She didn't know what happened halfway, and she didn't even know who the enemy who killed her master was, but she felt a sense of sadness emanating from the Su Xue Sword that was within her Danheng.

Su Xue was originally a divine sword, but with the fall of the first generation of masters, the sword spirit inside was wiped out, but there was still a little spirituality.

"Master, Master......" In the dream, she murmured indistinctly.

Tear stains, not dry yet!

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The peach blossom tree in Peach Blossom Village is still full of peach blossoms, and occasionally one or two naughty petals are swaying on the Bitan, drifting with the pond water to disappear.

Lingxi stood alone under the peach blossom tree, a peach blossom swaying to her dark hair, and she looked at the tree that never fell flowers in all seasons. Look at the petals of the four seasons.

Qiyu quietly walked over from behind him and shouted softly.

"Rhino!"

"Huh?"

Lingxi turned around, and the black hair flew directly.

"It's cold, wear more. ”

"Hmm!" Lingxi nodded happily and put on the clothes Qiyu had given her.

"You see, although the peach blossom never withers, it will always jump into the embrace of the pool with the temptation of the wind. Qiyu took a piece of peach petal and said.

Lingxi slowly looked at Qiyu, who also turned around at this time and gently touched her head.

"Therefore, no one's path will be ordinary, and they are not willing to be ordinary. But on this extraordinary road, there will be many twists and turns. ”

Qiyu rubbed her head again, and finally said, "Lingxi, I won't be ordinary, and you, too." ”

Lingxi looked at him and nodded thoughtfully.

Qiyu rubbed her head again and said with a smile: "Fool, but I will protect you, because you are my sister." ”

"Brother......" Lingxi shouted affectionately.

"Let's go, let's go home for dinner. Qiyu stood up and pulled Lingxi towards home.

These truths are naturally impossible for Qiyu, a six-year-old child, to come up with, and these truths were told to him by Uncle Qi when he had a nightmare.

Now, he uses these teachings to admonish the spirits in grief. Fortunately, Lingxi relied on her, and if she had changed someone, she would have left impatiently.

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Another night, after Uncle Qi and Qi Yu fell asleep, Lingxi began to cultivate, after being taken to Peach Blossom Village by Qiyu, Lingxi cultivated very hard, but there were no monks in this village, and Lingxi only quietly cultivated at night in order not to attract their attention.

She originally had a talent bloodline that outsiders were extremely envious of, but she used to have the blessing of her parents and master, so she didn't practice so hard.

Now, everything needs to be faced by herself, and she knows that the first thing she needs to do is to become stronger.

In the past year or so, she has cultivated to the realm of the fourth stage of the crystal spirit, and compared with the time when she was only the fifth stage of the crystal warrior at the beginning, she has improved by nine ranks.

Compared to this speed, even compared to some wizards of the Mu Sect and the Martial Sect, this speed is not too much.

She knew that this was not enough, and it was not enough on the way to becoming stronger.

At night, looking at the skylight, there are still stars, and next to it, there is a layer of light, which makes the stars brighter, and grope along the layer of light, and after a while, the source of the light is found.

It was the moon, round.

"It's fifteen today. Lingxi sighed.

Tonight, Qiyu had another nightmare, he dreamed that on the edge of a high cliff that could not be seen, there were many people, and many corpses, and those people were armed with knives, swords, and a pitch-black spear, all forcing him to jump off the cliff.

"Ah...... Uncle Seven. He sat up with his head slammed to his feet, sweating profusely on his forehead!

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