Seeing that the young man was so excited and serious, Zhao Shenbi was obviously stunned for a moment, and after a moment of silence, a soft color appeared in his eyes.

He said softly, "Ah Mo, this should just be your nickname, what's your big name?"

"There is no daimyo ...... Ah Mo is Ah Mo, ......" Before the words fell, Ah Mo's face was clear, his eyes were slightly red, and he lowered his head and said, "Ah Mo has no father and mother since he was a child, and everyone in the village calls him that." If Grandpa Li hadn't brought me back to the sect, Ah Mo would have starved to death two years ago......"

Zhao Shenbi was surprised, "Grandpa Li, could it be that your master is not successful?" Ah Mo, which sect are you a disciple of?" ”

Ah Mo raised his head, his eyes were as clear as a pool of water, his pupils were as black as paint, and he looked at Zhao Shenbi deeply for a long time, as if to confirm that he really did not have any evil intentions and malice.

After a while, Ah Mo said slowly, "When I was nine years old, there was a plague of locusts and beasts in the village, and many people in the village starved to death. As a result, once accidentally, Ah Mo was chased by a snow wolf, and it was Grandpa Li who rescued me. ”

His voice became a little choked, "At that time, Grandpa Li was already a monk in the middle stage of the manifestation, but at that time I didn't know this, and I didn't know that he was the head of the Seven Star Pavilion, I just thought that he was an immortal descended from the heavens, and he actually killed the snow wolf that more than a dozen strong men couldn't beat as soon as he made a move at will." ”

Zhao Shenbi nodded and motioned for him to continue.

Ah Mo continued, "Later...... Later, I was taken back to the Seven Star Pavilion by Grandpa Li. The elders of the sect all thought that I had a high talent for cultivation and wanted to cultivate me as a disciple, so I had the realm I am today. ”

"Originally, Grandpa Li ...... Grandpa Li wanted to hold a succession ceremony in a few days and accept me as a personal disciple. When Ah Mo said this, his tone darkened, and tears rolled down, "But before this day, the demon tide came...... The sect is gone...... Grandpa Li is also dead...... It's just Ah Mo. ”

Zhao Shenbi sighed, and after looking at Ah Fu a little unbearably, he gently rubbed his head.

Ah touch's body was shocked, as if he wanted to dodge, but after a moment's hesitation, he didn't refuse after all.

Although Ah Mo is just an ignorant teenager with an unopened mind, his tone is sad and heavy, and he is constantly choked when he speaks, but his thinking is very clear, and in just a few paragraphs, he tells the ins and outs of the matter clearly.

However, to Zhao Shenbi's slight surprise, Ah Mo was willing to confide in himself.

These secrets, buried in the deepest part of Ah Mo's heart, like scars, he would tell himself, a stranger who had known each other for less than a day.

But Zhao Shenbi didn't know that there was another reason for this.

What Ah Mo didn't tell Zhao Shenbi was that since he was born, he had a strange ability that others couldn't imagine.

He has a pair of magical eyes, able to see all kinds of scenery and scenes in the depths of people's hearts, and can capture the evil thoughts and good thoughts of others in great detail.

However, since he was a child, he saw people whose hearts were like a dull and dirty pool of stagnant water, some of which seemed to be impermeable dark and dense forests, some of which were deep courtyards and towering walls, some of which were filled with steel knives and sharp blades full of blood, and some of which were sinister and silent swamps, crawling with poisonous snakes that only chose people to devour.

It was only when he met Li Rufeng, the sect master of the Seven Star Pavilion, that he saw for the first time a scene that made him not feel disgusted and afraid.

It was a clear and ethereal wind, dancing around the small mountain, making him feel relaxed and warm both physically and mentally.

In the Seven Star Pavilion, he also saw a lot, saw delicate flowers, saw silent rocks, and saw persevering snails.

There is only one person who makes him completely unable to see through, or because he has seen too many and too complex things, so that he can't understand or think about it.

This person is Zhao Shenbi.

When Ah Mo opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Shenbi, he saw a dark cloud, in which thunder flashed violently, and the knife light cut vertically and horizontally, full of sharp and piercing murderous aura.

Directly below, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and an incomparably beautiful, but incomparably sinful black flower suspended above it.

Above this flower, it seemed to be filled with all sins and negative feelings, which frightened him, frightened him, like a nightmare in the deepest part of his memory, and made him instinctively want to escape.

Therefore, this is also the reason why he was full of vigilance and vigilance at the first moment after he opened his eyes and saw Zhao Shenbi.

However, when he looked at Zhao Shenbi again, the picture changed again.

He saw the gods of the heavens, the ancient dragons, the immortals in the sky, the flying beasts, and the endless black sky, the black halls that were deeper than the sky were dotted with them, stretching for millions of miles, like the sleeping palace of the gods.

One of the five largest of them, there was a lonely and great figure standing there, lonely and indifferent, but full of sorrow and loneliness, with endless grief and anger in his eyes, as if he was crying.

The tears that were shed were blood-red.

He also saw a lot, and the more he watched, the more confused he felt, and the more he couldn't understand what kind of existence the person in front of him was.

However, through the fog and through those complicated scenes, he finally saw that a mountain appeared in the deepest world of Zhao Shenbi's heart.

There was a teenager sitting on the hill.

The young man's green shirt was like a blue wave, his black hair was like an ink dragon, his appearance was delicate and elegant, his pupils were clear and firm, he was full of unwavering confidence and courage, full of love and kindness for all things in heaven and earth, and full of hope and firm protection for all good things in the world.

In the eyes of the young man, there seemed to be a fresh fire, warm and bright, like a great sun in the sky, shining on the earth.

So Ah Mo is no longer afraid.

Rather, it produces an indescribable trust and closeness, just like a flower that naturally yearns for the sun.

Thoughts came to mind, but only for a moment.

Zhao Shenbi saw that Ah Mo was distracted for a short time and did not speak, thinking that he was in a sad position and couldn't extricate himself, so he patted him on the shoulder again.

Zhao Shenbi asked, "So, after the collapse of the sect, you fled here from the edge of the continent alone with the resources of the sect and the relics of the sect master?"

Ah Mo nodded, choked up, and said, "Originally, Ah Mo would never have survived, but Grandpa Li and the uncles and uncles in the sect would rather all die in battle and dissipate their souls in this world, but also fight for me to have a glimmer of life so that I can escape." ”

"They are all very good people, especially Grandpa Li, who is obviously expected to become a Jindan Earth Immortal, but he still chooses to fight to the death with those elders. ”

"So they're all dead, only A-Mo is still alive......" A-Mo said as tears flowed down his eyes like a pok-soaked balloon.

Zhao Shenbi froze in place, and after holding Ah Mo in his arms, his heart couldn't be calm for a long time.

The young man's words were like a powerful hand, which suddenly tugged at his heartstrings that had been silent for a long time.

Once upon a time, was he the same as Ah Mo, in the face of the collapse of the sect and the death of his comrades, the elders in the sect, as well as the senior brothers and sisters, also chose to fight to the death and not retreat for his glimmer of life, and paid the most tragic price?

The way Dao Zhenzi laughed loudly before he died, the figures of the senior brothers who fell one by one, the flames that collapsed and burned in the ten thousand halls of the Wheel Hall, and the tragic and gloomy scenes resurfaced in his mind.

A tear crossed Zhao Shenbi's cheek.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Especially for those men in this world, who are affectionate and sexual, flesh and blood, when they encounter empathy and resonance in their hearts, this is even more so.

After all, Zhao Shenbi has been a human being in two lives, and his strong heart is far from being comparable to others, and after only a moment, he was withdrawn from this sadness and emotion, and his eyes became firm as iron again.

As if he suddenly remembered something, Zhao Shenbi suddenly said, "By the way, Ah Mo! You just said that you were only nine years old, and you dared to steal the eggs of those fierce beasts before you embarked on the path of cultivation?"

Ah Mo didn't know why Zhao Shenbi suddenly had this question, and after wiping his tears, he said blankly, "Ah Mo not only steals the eggs of fierce beasts, but even the demon eggs of those low-level demon beasts, I sometimes steal them." ”

Zhao Shenbi was shocked, "How is it possible?

A touch of blush appeared on his face again, as if he was unspeakable, Nie Ruo said, "Because...... Because Amo...... I'm always good at stealing, which is why the people in the village call me Ah Mo......"

Zhao Shenbi was already completely shocked, "Could it be that those two spiritual monks just now didn't wronged you, you really stole their things?"

"Ah Mo did steal their things. Ah Mo stared at Zhao Shenbi, nodded heavily, and said, "But those things were originally Ah Mo's!"