Ling Han's memory of himself before he was ten years old had always been vague.

Because it was the bleakest period of his life.

He was nine and a half years old that year, and he was still called a "little bastard" behind his back. He hadn't met his master Nangong Zhenren yet.

Whitewater City is still full of flowers, the streets are full of people, and the laughter is continuous. After being bullied by his cousin that day, Ling Han, who had a wounded heart, got lost not long after he walked out of the city gate.

In a trance, he came to the outside of a large house in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

It was a fine afternoon, and a group of girls who had just eaten were playing in a small garden. A hungry Ling Han walked past the fence of the garden, and he looked at the group of frivolous children with envious eyes. Having been neglected since childhood, what he longed for most was not a delicious meal, but three or two intimate playmates. It's a pity that he didn't have a real friend when he was a child.

When the group of children playing, a strange child in crumpled clothes peeked out of the wall to watch them swing, and a few naughty children came to tease him.

Ling Han was verbally ridiculed by them, and they also threw small stones at Ling Han. The small stone is not big, but it still hurts very much when it hits the body, and even after more than ten years, this pain is still fresh in my memory.

"You can't bully people like that!"

A little girl with a pair of horns in a bun on the swing stopped her companion's rudeness.

That was the first time Ling Han was respected when he was a child, and of course he remembered it deeply.

"What's your name?"

Ling Han plucked up the courage to ask the cute little girl.

"My name is Chu Yingxuan."

"You're a good girl, I wish you a long life." Ling Han, who had a clumsy mouth, didn't know what to say to the girl.

Chu Yingxuan smiled and said, "Thank you, little brother!" Unfortunately, I was destined to die young, because when I reached the age of seventeen, I would be killed by a cultivator. ”

"You are so kind, how can anyone be willing to kill you?"

"I came from the future, I was dead at that time, I have no future, I can only look back on the past, life is really beautiful, it's good to be alive."

That was the first time in Ling Han's memory that he had a good impression of a girl, if he hadn't returned to the illusion, he would have forgotten that he had also been a teenager.

After Ling Han met the lovely Chu Yingxuan, he felt that there was an extra light in the world. That light has always shone in the bottom of his heart and accompanied him to grow up healthily.

Su Yingxue's father was a captain guarding the city in the border town of the northern country.

The most gratifying thing for Captain Su is that he has a talented daughter.

That day, Ling Han wandered to the Moon Temple, hoping to ask for some leftovers from the temple to satisfy his hunger.

Because it was already past dinner, Miao Zhu asked Ling Han to come back at dinner.

Although Ling Han was a little disappointed, after all, he had received the promise of the temple blessing, so he planned to wait in the temple until the monks had some food to eat before going home.

When he was wandering around the temple, he met Su Yingxue, who was praying.

"I'm going to Twin Peaks to practice, please bless my elderly father with good health, and when I leave the school, I'll find a good family to marry." You should always be closer to home so that you can honor your parents. ”

When Ling Han heard the little girl's words, he couldn't help but feel funny, what kind of pressure would make a little girl under the age of ten have to think about marrying someone in the future?

It was getting dark, and the monks in the temple of the moon god had begun to eat dinner. That Miao Zhu broke his promise, and Ling Han couldn't see Miao Zhu bring him the long-awaited dinner. He left the Moon Temple hungry and cold, walking alone on the street when the lights were on.

A little girl in a floral blue dress suddenly appeared at the mouth of the small alley in a hurry. She bumped into Ling Han, who had lost his soul.

Ling Han felt that he was really unlucky.

The little girl had just bought some meat buns. The smell of meat buns was fragrant, and because of the sudden collision with Ling Han, one of the meat buns held by the little girl fell to the ground.

Ling Han had no intention of arguing with anyone about anything, he picked up half of the meat bun full of mud, tore off the skin of the bun with soil and put it to his mouth and ate it.

The little girl in the blue cloth skirt was very surprised to see Ling Han gobble up a bun that had fallen to the ground. She actually gave Ling Han three steaming buns.

Seeing that Ling Han was full, the little girl left with a smile and satisfaction.

Ling Han thought that those four buns were the best delicacy he had ever eaten in his life.

As a young man, he vowed that when he grew up in the future, he would repay the little girl in the blue dress.

In a flash, Ling Han had been brought to the Kunlun Realm by Nangong Zhenren to practice for ten years, and had become a young and promising cultivator.

During the operation to kill the tiger's mouth, he met the new generation of Seven Swords of the Moon Temple.

The Seven Swords were just ordinary martial artists, and Ling Han rode on top of the white crane and indifferently unleashed a fatal sword at the Seven Swords.

That sword contained the power of magic, and it was full of murderous intent, which could not be avoided by ordinary warriors. He was supposed to kill the weakest of the seven swords with one sword.

He didn't know that the little girl at the bottom of the Seven Swords Ranking was named Lu Yaoyi, and he didn't care about the past and future of a dying person at all.

Qu Huashang is Lu Yaoyi's fifth senior sister, and she usually has the closest relationship with Lu Yaoyi. When Lu Yaoyi was in distress, Qu Huashang and Lu Yaoyi got together recently. Without hesitation, she drew her sword and blocked it in front of Lu Yaoyi.

Qu Huashang underestimated the power of the cultivator's flying sword, and before she could put on a posture, she was pierced through her chest by the flying sword.

Lu Yaoyi didn't have time to exclaim, and the flying sword killed Chu Yingxuan, Su Yingxue, and Wei Pujia before returning to Ling Han's hands.

The reason that prompted Ling Han to stop was that when he killed Wei Pujia, he felt a little chuckled in his heart, as if he had been hit by some kind of impact, and there was some inexplicable pain.

At that time, he didn't think so, but he was also a little vigilant, so he and Lu Meng returned to Baishui City with the crane.

Now he is recognizing Wei Pujia as the little girl in the blue dress who gave him four meat buns when he was a child.

He had dreamed countless times of what it would be like when they met again. He longed to repay the grace of the beautiful and kind Wei Pujia, who expected that they would meet again and kill her with a sword before they could recognize each other.

At this point, Ling Han regretted that his heart was delirious and lost his heart, and he began to doubt his life, feeling that his existence was completely a mistake.

"Wow!" Ling Han spat out a mouthful of blood.

Both he and Floating Leaf wake up from their visions.

Ling Han looked at Fusheng Ye with a pale face and said, "I didn't expect you to defeat me in this way." I thought you would choose an ancient battlefield where we would fight a battle of trapped beasts in the manner of gladiators. Hey! I lost to my own heart. ”

Fushengye said: "I didn't expect that you, who are now powerful, would have a fragile childhood. ”

Ling Han wiped the blood on the corner of his lips and said, "My Dao heart has been ruined, and I am determined to withdraw from the competition, now that I have no mana, you can take the opportunity to kill me to avenge the four of them." ”

Fushengye said: "That person with the killing intent is already dead, why should I kill you again?" My sisters are not murderous people, and they don't want me to kill more. ”

Ling Han said bitterly: "Why do I want to atone for my sins with death, but you refuse to fulfill me. How can we atone for our sins by living in the world like this? ”

Fushengye said: "I hope you can stick to your true nature and never forget your original intention." If you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will help the world, and it is not difficult to be a good person. ”

Ling Han looked at the floating leaves and said deeply, "I've been taught!" I'm going back to the Kunlun Realm to think about it, if I can embark on the path of cultivation again, I will definitely keep your words in mind and be a good person. ”

The floating leaves were indifferent to Ling cold.

At this time, the Ice Queen appeared in front of them with Cheng Xinghe and Qianluo.

Qianluo no longer looked like a dog, he stood upright behind the Ice Queen, looking at the floating leaves and the others with a proud expression.

Cheng Xinghe stood behind the Ice Queen, and he actually wore a bronze mask on his face.

The mask was exactly the same as the one on the face of the floating leaves.

Now there are three people wearing masks at the scene, Cheng Xinghe is wearing a bronze mask, the Ice Queen is wearing a silver mask, and Floating Leaf is wearing a gold mask.

The masks of the three of them are of different materials, but the styles are exactly the same. Among them, the golden mask with floating leaves is naturally of the highest grade.