Ling Xiaoyao recovered faster than Hua Chongjin estimated, and when the inn junior brought the food, she was already dressed and moved freely. This recovery ability made Leng Moxi envious.

"With this resilience, you are simply a Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten."

Ling Xiao glanced at him. I can't stop him when I eat.

"By the way, who is that woman? I seem to know you very well. ”

"She doesn't know me, her brother knows me, it's Hua Liufeng."

"Oh...... Who is he? Do you have small hair? ”

"Sort of. It's just that I rarely went out before, and I didn't get along closely. ”

Leng Moxi stopped his chopsticks: "That's right, you people here, you are all in retreat and cultivation when you are young." I rarely go out, so how do you know each other? ”

Ling Xiaoyao raised his head and stroked back his hanging hair: "Do you really want to listen?" I've heard of it all dead. ”

Leng Moxi blinked: "Are you going to kill me?" ”

Ling Xiaoyao still had an indifferent face: "No." ”

……

Eight years ago.

It's been five years, and the eight-year-old Ling Xiaoyao left the Valley for the first time, and was dressed up as a ghost by his father - unkempt, and there was an unhealed "scar" on his face that spanned half of his face, wearing a rag robe, only half of his pants, and a worn hole in his shoes, revealing half of his toes, and the whole person looked extremely terrifying. Ling Muhan squatted down, and was coating the white calves of his "son" with the soot that had been brought from the kitchen and processed and would not fade. Finally, he stood up and threw a broken bowl to his "son": "Xiao Yao, this is your first experience, remember, to obtain the information of the newly rising 'shadow' killer group near the Hua family's Jiumang City without being detected, and its value will be determined by me when I come back." ”

Ling Xiaoyao looked down at his beggar outfit, and arched his hand: "My son remembers." ”

A few days later.

Outside the city of Jiumang sat a group of dirty beggars. Among them, there was a little beggar huddled in the corner, frowning, and slowly nibbling on half of the black steamed bun in his hand.

As a pampered young master from a young age, Ling Xiaoyao had already endured it when he first got the steamed bun given by others, but he couldn't convince himself to nibble on the black and hard steamed bun that he didn't know how long it had been left out. For so many days, the growing hunger and the increasingly serious scrutiny of the beggars around her forced her to let go of the pride and cleanliness of the Ling family's eldest young master and give in.

After chewing on the steamed buns, Ling Xiaoyao endured the discomfort in his throat, picked up the broken bowl with two red crystals and prepared to enter the city. At this time, a hand stretched out out of nowhere, and at the moment Ling Xiaoyao noticed it, a hand knife slashed down, and then caught the soft and slippery body in front of him and left.

"This is the qualified child you found?" A childish voice sounded lazily.

"Yes, young master. The subordinates have observed for a long time, and these dozen or so children are all neat with their hands and feet, and they can take on this heavy responsibility if they are trained. ”

"Really? Have you had your bones checked? ”

"Not yet."

Footsteps sounded, and it seemed that someone had walked down the steps: "Then prepare water and take them off, and this young master will personally test it." ”

"Yes."

Ling Xiaoyao had already woken up, she was not a real wandering beggar, so naturally she would not be asleep for a long time like an ordinary person. Originally, I wanted to wait and see what happened, but now I can't be still. There is only one who can be called the young master around Jiumang City - Hua Liufeng, the genius of the light system of the Hua family. Although he didn't know why he came down from Jiumang Mountain, where the Hua family lived in seclusion, he had to pass this level first. The Hua family bone examination, the Hua family who has practiced this technique touches the occipital bone to the tail vertebrae, and the martial arts height of a warrior's life has been known.