"I do remember a woman who has always been with me, but that person is not you, no matter what he looks or what his name is."

"Who's that?" She was a little inaccurate in what she asked, and she knew it, but she couldn't help it, she actually didn't know anything about Sikong Yang's past, thinking of this, she felt a little guilty.

She is really a not very qualified friend, Sikong Yang has done his best for her, but she doesn't know much about him.

"How did you grow up? Is that the person with you? ”

Sikong Yang closed his eyes, his face was calm, and he spoke: "Since I can remember, I was born in heaven and earth, without father and mother, it was she who picked me up and took me from the grassland to the inland, from a mortal to the road of cultivating immortals, just ......"

That person must have disappeared suddenly for some reason, Tan Tai Xia guessed it, otherwise Sikong Yang would not have become the big devil who was scolded by thousands of people in the future, she relied on her two days of substitution, and felt that the woman in Sikong Yang's memory must also be an extremely gentle person, and that kind of person would not allow Sikong Yang to embark on or be slandered on the road.

"What's her name?"

"Jiang Xia."

As soon as she heard this name, her head suddenly began to hurt densely, as if she had been pierced into her head by countless needles, and her nails involuntarily buckled her scalp, pulling her hair hard, trying to pull her hair down.

When Sikong Yang saw her move, he immediately broke free from his memories, he ran to Taixia's side a few times, pulled away Taixia's hand with great strength, grabbed her wrists with both hands, and told her not to hurt herself.

Tantai Xia's head had never hurt so much, she almost didn't even have the strength to shout, and her face was pale.

"What's wrong with you?" She struggled with great strength, and Sikong Yang was about to lose her wrist.

Selfishly, he didn't want to use spiritual power on her.

After a long time, that feeling gradually disappeared, and Taixia was sweating, her eyes were red, and her bloodshot eyes looked at Sikong Yang in a daze.

"Sikong Yang, I remember you."

The moment he said Jiang Xia's name, all the things that had been sealed in the depths of her memory woke up in an instant, and Tan Taixia suddenly understood everything.

She is not a child of the Shantai family at the bottom of the Hanging Sky Valley at all, her name is Jiang Xia, and she is the child of the Jiang family of the divination family.

Jiang Xia has been gifted and intelligent since he was a child, he can read and write at the age of one, he can compose poetry at the age of three, and he can get started with divination at the age of five, and he is a famous prodigy in the entire Xuan Demon Continent.

The person who changed his life against the sky that Lang Xing said, she was also one of them back then.

On the day she died, she calculated a hexagram for the world, and calculated that a hundred years later, the Xuan Demon Continent would give birth to a demon who did all kinds of evil, and he would bring great disasters to the Xuan Demon Continent.

At that time, Jiang Xia was Jiang Xia who had the world in mind, and she made a decision almost the moment she figured out this matter, she wanted to strangle this big devil in his infancy before he grew up.

So she packed her bags and sneaked out of the house.

She calculated that the man was still wandering on the grassland at this time, so she went straight to the grassland without thinking about it, and searched for several days, among which she ran into a robbery of territory on the grassland, and was almost killed as a soldier, but fortunately she learned good camouflage skills and barely escaped.

But everything on her body was thrown away when she escaped, and her clothes were torn, her mouth/lips were chapped, and she was very embarrassed.

The two of them met in such a situation, Sikong Yang had been wandering on the grassland for a long time at that time, taking the sky as the seat and the earth as the feast, he even had a great need for food because of his natural spirit bones, but he didn't know this, he had been hungry for a long time.

It was Jiang Xia who said that he would give him a sip of water to drink.

The water source on the grassland is more precious than gold and gems, and every lake is guarded by a special person.

So he believed Jiang Xia's words and waited for her in place for a whole day, and then the sun went down, Sikong Yang laughed a little self-deprecatingly, he is not a child of three or four years old anymore, how could he believe what she said, if he didn't go to find a place to sleep, this night would be very difficult.

He stepped away and prepared to leave, when a group of men approached him on horseback and with torches.

Run! At this time, Sikong Yang subconsciously thought, but he had just been beaten two days ago, and he didn't find any food, and his body was so weak that he couldn't run, so he could only be arrested.

As a result, warm tents and food to fill his stomach awaited him, as well as precious water.

He was both surprised and scared in his heart, surprised that he could finally eat a full meal and sleep well, and afraid that all this would be his last warmth before he died.

But he thought about it, he was an orphan, he had no long things, what was there to be afraid of, the worst was to continue to wander, if he got up tomorrow to meet him with death, then he would have a good birth in the next life.

Thinking about it like this, there was no burden, he ate with a round belly, and after taking a bath, he slept warmly wrapped in a blanket.

This has been the case every day for the past three days, and he has changed from peace of mind at the beginning to anxiety until Jiang Xia's arrival.

Unlike when he first saw her, Jiang Xia, who came to see him, had wet hair and was dressed in the most ordinary dress of a woman on the grassland, but he was stunned for a while.

How can there be such a beautiful fairy on the grassland.

Even though Jiang Xia's facial features are good-looking when she is down, who can see her beauty through the mud and blood scabs.

She said that they were safe for the time being, and she said that Sikong Yang was now her brother, and she told him to leave nothing alone.

He followed Jiang Xia's side like this, watching her give advice to Hu Yanlinwan, and watching her win Hu Yanlinwan's trust day by day.

Soon, they changed to bigger and more ornate tents, and Sikong Yang's tent was also sent a lot of books by Jiang Xia, and she would teach him to read and write in the afternoon.

This went on for a long time, and he sometimes thought that time would freeze and they would live a stable life, but he was wrong.

That day, he heard people outside say that Huyan Lin Wan had taken down a small tribe this time, and there was no tribe bigger than his territory, and he was about to become the overlord of the grassland.

So he was drunk that night, Jiang Xia never liked to go to their celebration banquet because he was a woman, so he came to the tent where Sikong Yang lived early, and the two of them guarded a candle and read a book.

Huyan Lin came in late with the smell of alcohol, Sikong Yang looked up and saw him drunk, frowned, and there was a panic in his heart.

Jiang Xia was also very embarrassed to look at Huyan Lin Wan like this, he was actually a little sensible, but he was soaked in wine, which made him more courageous, and he did what he didn't dare to do on weekdays.

He confessed to Jiang Xia.

Sikong Yang had long known that he liked Jiang Xia, and from the first time he saw Huyan Linwan looking at Jiang Xia, he knew that it was not the eyes of a king treating his courtiers, it was the eyes of a man looking at his beloved girl, but at that time, he needed a brave and resourceful courtier more than a virtuous wife.

And now he doesn't need such a courtier, and he doesn't need to hide.

Jiang Xia rejected him, Sikong Yang was not surprised, they seemed to be people who had walked the same road for a long time, but the two of them did not walk the same road.

Hu Yanlin wants the world in the evening, while Jiang Xia wants the world to be peaceful and all beings are equal.

That night, Hu Yan Lin Wan relied on his strength to use strength against Jiang Xia, Sikong Yangming knew that Jiang Xia was not an ordinary mortal as he thought, but he still rushed in front of Jiang Xia, took out the dagger hidden in his body, and stabbed Hu Yan Lin Wan fiercely.

Feeling the blood splattering on his face, Sikong Yang had no fear or regret.

Jiang Xia was a little frightened, she almost immediately took Sikong Yang to leave the grassland with some immortal means, and they came to the inland.

They lived in an inn, and Sikong Yang felt flustered at this time, Jiang Xia, don't you want him anymore, because he killed someone, and he is not a poor child in her eyes.

But Jiang Xia didn't leave him, she would go out every day during the day and come back in the evening, Sikong Yang didn't dare to talk to her because she looked tired.

But one night he suddenly woke up with urine, and before his eyes opened, the hairs on his neck immediately stood up.

It was the feeling of a dagger on his neck, the cold blade against his skin, and Sikong Yang had a natural instinct for danger.

Jiang Xia wanted his life, Sikong Yang realized this, a huge sorrow shrouded in his heart, he didn't make any movement, thinking in his heart that if Jiang Xia wanted it, then take it.

Anyway, the years have been stolen, so let's take it as a repayment.

But Jiang Xia didn't make a move, Sikong Yang felt the blade slide slightly, and he moved away in a hurry, and he immediately opened his eyes.

Jiang Xia hurried away with her long hair scattered, and she was wearing a snow-white wide-sleeved collared gown, just as he had dressed when he first saw her on the grassland.

He thought that he would not see Jiang Xia the next day, but early the next morning, Jiang Xia knocked on his door with a stack of books.

This year, Sikong Yang was twelve years old, and under the guidance of Jiang Xia, he knocked on the door on the road to cultivating immortals.

Jiang Xia didn't go out early and return late, she stayed by his side every day, teaching him how to cultivate immortals, and Sikong Yang began to covet the tenderness that did not belong to him again.

But the good times didn't last long, this day was the same as usual, he was running cross-legged with the spiritual power in his body, Jiang Xia was sitting at the table with a book, neither of them spoke, and the room had a quiet atmosphere.

Jiang Xia vomited a mouthful of blood very abruptly.

Sikong Yang smelled the smell of blood in the air at the tip of his nose, and immediately opened his eyes.

"I'm fine." Jiang Xia didn't care much, she took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth casually, and called Xiao Er to clean up the dirt.

Sikong Yang's heart suddenly burst into his heart, and a bad feeling permeated his heart.

The next day, Jiang Xia was gone.

Sikong Yang didn't see her until noon, and when he went to her room, all her things were gone.