With the sound of a gentle cough and the sound of opening the door almost at the same time, Xia Qing and Feng Baiyi, who were in the room, were suddenly choked by this sound. A middle-aged man in a golden brocade robe walked in from outside the door, that is, the uncle of Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing, who walked in slowly from outside the door with a light cough.

Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing were shocked by the footsteps of this uncle walking in, and the two of them couldn't help but stop arguing fiercely, and lowered their heads with a little weakness.

"Are you arguing about something?" the middle-aged man had always had a very kind expression, and the expression on his face was still very kind, and he asked Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing calmly.

Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing lowered their heads weakly, and then shook their heads decisively. They were reluctant to admit this fact, because their uncle was the same as them, and they were also extremely uncomfortable because of their master's affairs. However, their eyes met theirs

However, such a gaze did make Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing feel that something was wrong for a while, and the two of them couldn't help but bow their heads slightly, not daring to look at the uncle in front of them again.

"Come on, don't hide it from me anymore, I know you're struggling with your master. I also heard your quarrels" The middle-aged man in front of him had a kind face, and his demeanor shook out what Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing wanted to hide.

"Uncle, do you think my thinking is wrong, I just want to help the master avenge it" Xia Qingjian had no way to hide the truth of the quarrel with Feng Baiyi just now, so she simply took the plan and quickly jumped to the middle-aged man's side, grabbing the middle-aged man's slightly rough big hand as if she was coquettish, and her voice was full of a hint of coquettishness.

The middle-aged man's expression was more dignified, he knew that Xia Qing was using the usual methods when he was a child, but the middle-aged man had been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, but he had no way to deal with Xia Qing's coquettish behavior of a little girl. It was precisely for this reason when he was a child that Xia Qing secretly left the bamboo forest to find this middle-aged man when he was in a bad mood, and every time the middle-aged man was entangled by Xia Qing, there was no way, resulting in every time Xia Qing left the bamboo forest when he was a child, there were sugar gourds and sugar people to eat.

Now, even if Xia Qing has grown from a cute little girl to a well-born big girl, this middle-aged man still has no way to resist Xia Qing's coquettishness of holding hands.

"Qing'er" The middle-aged man's expression was unusually helpless, and even filled with a trace of bitter smile, "Don't be like this, okay, I think what Yi'er said makes sense, if you go to take revenge now, it is indeed an unwise act, this is also the last thing your master asked me, don't let me be too embarrassed, okay?"

"Ah" Xia Qing didn't react for a while, obviously seemed to be shocked by the middle-aged man's somewhat helpless words and slightly helpless expression, the middle-aged man spoke in such an apologetic tone for the first time, which made Xia Qing's face slightly stunned for a while.

Feng Baiyi also walked up, gently hugged Xia Qing's soft and boneless fragrant shoulders, but his face was facing the middle-aged man in front of him, Feng Baiyi's expression was solemn, and he asked in a slow voice: "Uncle, in fact, I won't tell you, Qing'er and I quarreled because of a disagreement on the matter of quenching the soul of the machine, don't worry, I will take care of her junior sister well, in fact, I will take care of her well, I will take care of her." Feng Baiyi wanted to take this opportunity to relieve the slightly tense atmosphere between him and Xia Qing, but who knew that Feng Baiyi's words were only halfway through when he was startled into a cold sweat by a high-speed rotating meteor wheel flying in the air.

"What are you talking about" Feng Baiyi glanced slightly, and saw Xia Qing with an angry face towards him, Xia Qing's plump and smooth breasts rose and fell violently because of being too excited, obviously very dissatisfied with Feng Baiyi's joke just now, and there was still a trace of wind blowing on her cuffs, which was also evidence that Xia Qing had just thrown out the meteor wheel in her sleeve.

Feng Baiyi turned around with an innocent expression on his face, "What's the matter, did I say it wrong?"

Feng Baiyi's words were only halfway through when a meteor wheel that was spinning at high speed flew out of Xia Qing's sleeve again, and this meteor wheel quickly passed past Feng Baiyi's ears again. Feng Baiyi was once again shocked into a cold sweat.

The meteor wheel passed by Feng Baiyi's ear, but the sound of "whoosh-" fell into the hands of the middle-aged man beside Feng Baiyi, and the middle-aged man just stretched out a finger and firmly caught the meteor wheel that Xia Qing flew out of his sleeve in his hand.

"Don't make trouble," the middle-aged man smiled a little bit.

When Feng Baiyi heard the middle-aged man's words, he closed his mouth with interest, and stood in front of the middle-aged man with his back to Xia Qing. What Feng Baiyi didn't expect was that Xia Qing jumped up from behind Feng Baiyi, aimed at Feng Baiyi's shoulder with silver teeth, and bit it so hard directly, Feng Baiyi was unprepared, and couldn't help but scream miserably.

Xia Qing used the greatest strength the moment the silver tooth touched Feng Baiyi's shoulder, and then his body came sideways with this force, standing directly beside Feng Baiyi. Two people stand side by side. Xia Qing stood very freely, but Feng Baiyi blushed on the side.

"This is your punishment!" Xia Qing glanced at Feng Baiyi, who was biting his lip tightly beside him, and couldn't help but say hatefully. Then he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him as if he was nothing, and his voice returned to his former naughtiness and eccentricity, "By the way, uncle, what is the matter with the 'quenching device soul' left by the master that we found last time?" I don't know, uncle, do you still know a thing or two?"

Xia Qing's words also aroused Feng Baiyi's interest, and he didn't care about his still somewhat sore shoulder, and he also listened attentively to what the middle-aged man might say.

The middle-aged man in front of him finally became solemn when he heard Xia Qing's words, and the middle-aged man swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva in a row before slowly saying to Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing: "This matter is very complicated to say, you may have to listen slowly."

"It's okay" Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing said that it didn't matter at all, this matter was indeed what Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing wanted to know the most. So the two of them hurriedly nodded.

The middle-aged man in front of him took a deep breath, and his face looked very helpless and anxious. "This matter starts from that year, when you were still young, probably only eight or nine years old, when your master suddenly came to me one night and told me that he accidentally discovered that your master was not a broken mountain and river who blindly likes to kill, that is, because of that incident, your master accidentally killed an enemy who was chasing him, and the blood of this enemy was inadvertently splashed on your master's wind blade axe, at that time, I remember that your master seemed to tell me that when the blood splashed on your master's two wind blade axes, an accident suddenly occurred, and your master's wind blade axe suddenly changed color, showing an incomparably blood-red color, after many times of research, your master found that such a situation can improve the ability of his soul, and your master was originally a person who loves ability, and then your master doesn't know whether it is because of advocating ability, or because of cultivation, your master has become a person who kills innocents indiscriminately, and hence the name Broken Mountains and Rivers, but you must believe that your master will definitely not harm you."

Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing didn't know their master's past, and Xia Qing realized his previous mistakes when he listened to the middle-aged man's intermittent narration. Xia Qing's mind also resurfaced many times when he questioned Shi Baoquan, Shi Baoquan's helpless expression. Xia Qing couldn't help but feel ashamed, and even lowered his head.

"So the real purpose of quenching the soul is to use other people's blood to improve the extra ability on your own soul?" Feng Baiyi didn't remember much about his childhood, so he didn't have the same excited and regretful expression as Xia Qing. His attention was the true purpose of what the middle-aged man called the Quenching Soul.

The middle-aged man nodded lightly and continued, "Actually, after your master left, I also studied the actual situation of this 'quenching soul', although using other people's blood is a good choice, but innocent mutilation of ordinary people will not only not be beneficial, but will have many counterproductive effects."