On the bed, Xiao Xuanyan opened his eyes. He sat up in shock, covered in cold sweat. Hurriedly got out of bed, leaned his neck and poured a cup of cold water on the table into his stomach. In the end, the horror brought by the coldness of his heart was still exchanged for a trace of clarity in his chaotic mind, and the young man sat on the bed from the beginning, recalling the soaring dragon that he would always dream of in the past few days, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

"Maybe I've been tired lately!" Xiao Xuanhui lifted his sore arms, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he stubbornly didn't cry out in pain. The eyes as clear as amber rolled with fire, and the perseverance that should not have been crossed by the eyes should not have been that of a teenager.

"Awake?" At this moment, a figure pushed the door in, holding the jar of turbid wine, and drunkenly slumped to a chair not far from the bed. The man's face was full of vicissitudes, and his messy gray hair was casually draped. His eyes were hollow, and his big hands full of folds rubbed his aching head indiscriminately. Gradually, he lay down on the table and snored slightly. In this regard, Xiao Xuanhui only sighed silently. silently put away the wine jar on the table, and before going out, he didn't forget to look back at the man deeply.

It was his father, Xiao Chen. Once upon a time, he was so high-spirited, and his restrained and sharp eyes were so moving. But all this changed abruptly with the fall of his beloved wife...

Xiao Xuanhui remembered that it was the evening of more than ten years ago. At that time, their family was still living in the inner clan of the sect in the state of the Spirit Domain, and when his father Xiao Chen returned to the clan, how enthusiastic the clansmen were. But their enthusiasm was extinguished by the dead silence and solemnity around Xiao Chen. The first person to see Xiao Chen's clue was his father, Xiao Xuanbin's grandfather, Xiao Feng. Not long after the old man summoned Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen led Xiao Xuanyu out of the sect and left Zhongzhou.

Xiao Xuanbin wanted to ask many times about everything that happened during that period, but his father was hangover every day, not only did he not answer his questions, but he never even guided him in cultivation. But this also created Xiao Xuanbin's stubborn character, the more his father didn't say it, the more he had to find out what happened more than ten years ago. Since his father didn't guide him, he cultivated his own vitality and cultivated enough to break into the spiritual realm and find out everything!

......

The morning sun broke again, pouring through the ethereal clouds on the vast and beautiful back mountain. There were trees and a babbling stream. Occasionally, the breeze blows, causing the branches and leaves of the trees to sway slightly, making a subtle sound.

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, the silence of the forest was broken. The sound of the boxing stake reverberated from within, startling many birds. It was still the same boy who came here every day, and every punch he threw was full of strength, and every time he punched, the wooden stake trembled slightly and even dented, and there were even traces of blood on the boy's fist.

The sun shone on his childish face, reflecting his stubborn and heartfelt smile. Looking at the scars on his hands, not only did he not retreat, but his eyes became more and more hot.

Bang bang bang!

Another fist and slap on the stake. This time, his strength is even fuller, and his fist palms are becoming more and more coherent and orderly. When the sweat soaked his entire back, the young man breathed a sigh of relief and immediately gathered his fists and stood up. He was anxious to improve his cultivation, but at the same time, he also understood the principle of gradual progress. If you blindly immerse yourself in penance, it is easy to hurt your body and move your foundation in the end.

"Brother Xuanbin..."Xiao Xuanhui looked back at the clear and pleasant sound, and saw a butterfly-like figure rushing towards him. In a short time, the little girl stood in front of him.

But I saw that the girl was dressed in white, and her silver hair was scattered over her thin shoulders. The facial features are good, and the face is beautiful. The flickering autumn eyes are as bright as the stars, and the pink skin in the white skin is like porcelain.

The girl's name is Xiao Ruoxue, her surname is Xiao, and she is also called Xiao Xuan's brother. But in fact, the two have no blood relationship, she is just an orphan picked up by Xiao's mother in a remote mountain village many years ago, and because she was born really cutely, she was raised by the Xiao family as her own daughter. More than ten years ago, Xiao Chen and Xiao Xuanbin also took her away when they left the Zhongzhou Sect.

"Brother, you have made your hands scarred again....." Xiao Ruoxue pouted, bandaged Xiao Xuan's tired wound with a little distress, and said, "Dad will definitely be angry again if he knows." ”

"It's okay if Daddy gets angry, but now I haven't seen him do anything other than drink. Even angry..."

As Xiao Xuanhan spoke, his eyes gradually became hazy. How much he wanted his father to put down the wine jar in his hand, teach him to cultivate, or scold him a few words. Even... He even admitted to beating him.

But all of this seems to have become a luxury now...

"Brother, my father is just still with my mother in his own world. If you're tired of accompanying you, you'll always think of us. Seeing her brother like this, Xiao Ruoxue had to say something that even she didn't believe. Xiao Chen will be tired of Xiao's mother? Even if the sky falls, it won't be like this!

"Then let's wait for Dad to think of us!" Xiao Xuanhui wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and hugged Xiao Ruoxue's fragrant shoulder. The brother and sister walked into the woods and descended the winding mountain road...

That night, Xiao Xuanhui unloaded his tiredness, fell asleep on the bed.

......

"Xiao Xuanbin, Xiao Xuanbin. ”

With the hoarse voice coming, Xiao Xuanbin's eyes slowly opened. His eyes were clear and clear, and he muttered with a wry smile: "Again..."

Now he is not so much in his sleep, but in a quiet and deep mysterious space. There was a little light around it, like stars in the night sky. And his whole person is as if he is under the night sky, standing on pure water. The ground under his feet only rippled when he took a step forward.

After a few times, Xiao Xuanhui is now familiar with the road. He followed the sound and headed straight for the source. Seeing the seven-colored divine dragon lying in front of him, he also lost the panic and surprise when he first saw him, and even greeted him with a smile: "Old dragon, meet again." Immediately after, Xiao Xuanyan slowly closed his eyes, as if he had accepted his fate, and opened his arms to meet the flying attack of the divine dragon. It's a big deal, just like the previous times, I was scared into a cold sweat, and then woke up.

However, it was a long time. Xiao Xuanbin opened his eyes slightly puzzled, as if he was surprised by Shenlong's abnormality. His suspicious gaze stared at the dragon, and it just so happened that it touched the dragon's eyes. All of a sudden, the four eyes met. A strong sense of intimidation swept through Xiao Xuanyan's whole body in an instant, as if even his blood was frozen.

"Let's get out!" Shenlong seemed to sigh softly, and was about to raise his claws to send Xiao Xuanhui out of this mysterious space.

"Hey, wait!" Xiao Xuanbin roared like crazy, for fear that Shenlong would send him out again. Now that everyone has spoken, how can he not ask clearly. After experiencing these strange dreams, Xiao Xuanbin was already full of doubts.

Fortunately, the dragon's claws paused. A pair of dragon eyes exuded awe-inspiring majesty, looking at Xiao Xuanbin's gaze seemed calm, but it seemed to have the texture of life and death in an instant. Xiao Xuanhui was stared at creepy, but he still mustered up his courage. "Where is this?"

"It's nothing, it's just your mental space. Shenlong slowly closed his eyes and said in a deep voice wearily.

"Then you..."

"It's not until you know it. Before Xiao Xuanbin could ask, Shenlong seemed to know his question, and immediately took over the conversation. It's just that this is not the answer Xiao Xuanbin wants. But seeing that there was a dark flash in his eyes, his face was a little unnatural.

"When you can absorb the Xuan Qi, I'll tell you. Shenlong's tone was still tired and low. Then he said: "And when you have a certain strength, I may also tell you about your mother." ”

Mother?!

Xiao Xuanbin immediately captured the extremely crucial information, but when he was eager to say something more, Shenlong slapped him out with a claw.

......

"Wait... Wait. Ah, hey!"

Xiao Xuanhui woke up with a scream, and found that the sun was already shining through the window at the head of his bed. And he himself was still drenched in cold sweat as usual, the only difference was that this time his gaze was no longer as empty as when he first woke up. I saw that his eyes were clear and clear, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be burning with boiling flames.

"Mother..."

Xiao Xuanyan whispered to himself, and then clenched his hands into strong fists.