Chapter 581 - Xiao Hai

Xu Yan looked at Xiao Hai, who was gobbling up the food box that Mingxin had originally prepared for him: "What about you, don't you miss your mother?" Xiao Hai shook his head, and even a few grains of rice fell on the snow, like crystal ice flowers: "I was just born, and my mother has already gone to the heavenly immortal world. I haven't seen my mother. 」

It's the same as me.

Xu Yan meditated in his heart, and then spoke, "But you will never see your father again, and you will have to live on your own again. Aren't you afraid?" Xiao Hai grinned, like an innocent child, "Father told me not to be afraid of loneliness, because that's what it means to grow up. My father had already taught me a lot of things, how to plant seedlings, how to plant seeds, and how to take care of the farmland. This year's harvest is all up to me!" Xiao Hai said as he compared his muscles.

Xu Yan couldn't help but be happy when he saw this, this kid was really interesting.

While thinking, Xu Yan took out the jade pendant from the divine ring again.

He also saw its true face at a glance with this jade pendant, which was a supreme treasure - the Flame Jade.

According to legend, it is a treasure that can only be produced by the extreme yin of the world, the so-called cathode yang. And the Immortal Flame Jade is the Extreme Cold Fire that can be naturally derived from the place of extreme yin. The so-called [Immortal Flame Jade] was actually just the appearance of the extremely cold fire, just like Xu Yan saw the wisp of [Anger] hanging on the iron lotus in Jiayi.

"This is your family heirloom, so I'll give it back to you. 」

saw Xiao Hai shaking his head, and even dropped a few grains of rice: "Dad said it was for you." If I take it back, I will definitely be beaten by my father when I go back to heaven in the future. 」

No matter how soft and hard Xu Yan is, Xiao Hai, who is like a child's mind, refuses to accept it. In the end, Xu Yan had to take the Dark Flame Jade back into the Divine Ring again. After all, this kind of treasure has its own treasure light, and if it is not included in the space magic weapon, I am afraid that people will be aware of the fluctuations of its treasure light.

............

Xiao Hai ate up the food box, burped a full time, and then wrapped it again and handed it back to Xu Yan: "Uncle, this rice is delicious, did you make it yourself? This is much better than Hai'er's cooking!" Xu Yan shook his head: "It was made by an uncle's friend." Have you eaten well? We're going to get ready to go home. 」

Xiao Hai nodded and smiled, "Hai'er is done. 」

Xu Yan sighed secretly in his heart, and he wondered in his heart whether this child knew what was going on with his father's death. He condensed the pattern, and a cloud of fire hung in front of them.

"Has Hai'er ever fantasized about flying like an immortal?"

"Yes!"

"Then we're going to fly!"

"Let's go!"

............

Night.

Under the fine snow, the bright moon seems to cover the world with a white veil, which looks even more poignant.

It was only under the moon that a black-haired young man came with his hands in his hands and looked up to see it.

His eyes are very peculiar, if you see the depths, you can detect that there is also a bright moon hanging on the left side of his eye, reflecting the bright moon in the sky. Suddenly, the young man's body trembled, as if he was in such pain!

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spit out, and red flowers dotted out on the snow-white scroll.

Ling Fei behind him was shocked: "Holy Son!"

It's just that Xiao Hu grabbed Ling Fei suddenly, his face pale: "Something happened. He pointed to the west: "Heading west, I can see that there is a great opportunity for my way to the west of the moon!

Ling Fei hesitated, "But the Holy Son's golden body ......" Xiao Hu shook his head: "Now is not the time to talk about this, this thing is extremely important to the Corpse Pattern Dao! Go quickly!" Ling Fei still chose to believe in Xiao Hu after all, and he also had a certain amount of confidence in the strength of the Holy Son: "Then the Holy Son is careful himself, I will go back when I go." 」

Xiao Hu shook his head, "No, if you get it, go back to the Black Cheng Tower immediately. The only way to keep it safe is inside the Black Tower. His hand pushed Ling Fei even more: "Go quickly, I have sacrificed a lot for this deduction, don't let my efforts be in vain." 」

Ling Fei nodded, no longer rubbing, his body turned into a ball of light and disappeared into the snowy night.

Xiao Hu watched him silently, and muttered to himself, "What the hell is it that has such a great impact on the luck of the Corpse Pattern Dao......

After speaking, he shook his head. He didn't have much affection for the Corpse Pattern Dao, but after all, he had lived for so long, and some of the rewards that should be done still had to be done.

After a short rest, he continued to walk south alone, his bare feet leaving a clear set of marks in the snow.

............

Xu Yan sat in the hut, drinking tea.

What surprised Xu Yan was that Xiao Hai was really able to take care of himself.

After Xu Yan arrived, he even took care of himself very politely and sat down, and poured a cup of tea for him. However, he learned that mentally handicapped patients generally have an IQ equal to that of ordinary children, and many of them are even unable to take care of themselves.

But Xiao Hai is quite skilled, obviously influenced by his usual living habits.

He thought of the old farmer who had entrusted him with him before he died.

How much effort did the old farmer put into teaching this child?

Xu Yan opened his mouth and asked, "Hai'er really don't want to go with me?" Hearing this, Xiao Hai shook his head like a drum: "No, this is my home. My farmland. My father taught me many times that home is the root of everyone's heart. That's something you can't part with. 」

Xu Yan was silent.

He wasn't too worried about Xiao Hai.

After all, he was decisive and did not give Cong Zong Qian and Zhang Yanhong a chance to escape. No one would think of such a mentally handicapped child. But just in case, Xu Yan still privately used the power of the Iron and Blood Battle Gate to notify and dispatch some cultivators to come.

And he really doesn't have much time to waste here.

Xu Yan nodded, "Since that's the case, it's time for my brother to go. 」

Xiao Hai smiled, "Well, my brother is my friend. Hai'er has never had friends, and her brother is the first. Xu Yan saw a sour feeling in his heart, and forced a smile: "Don't worry, my brother has also found a lot of friends for Hai'er to accompany you." If there is anything in the future, go to the Zuo family in the Southern Imperial City and report your brother's name, which can solve a lot of troubles for you. 」

"Got it!"

Xu Yan looked at the sky, and the night was about to disperse. In the end, I couldn't rest for long, but the strength was still enough to continue the journey.

"Hai'er, goodbye. 」

"Goodbye, brother. 」

Xu Yan drove the clouds and turned into a red shadow and disappeared into the clouds.

The smile on Xiao Hai's face gradually faded, replaced by sadness. He muttered to himself, "Daddy, you taught me not to grieve because of death. Even if you want to be sad and cry, you can only hide and cry by yourself...... Now that my brother is gone, can I cry?"

"Daddy, Hai'er misses you so much!"

............

The snow is not empty. Faintly visible, there was a bulging snow bag, a chariot halfway into the snow, and ...... Bloodflower and two corpses.

Suddenly, two rays of light and shadow appeared here.

The traces were not deliberately concealed.

When Jiancheng and Zhang Bai arrived, they easily patted the bulging snow bag, and saw the durable horse buried under the snow and the old farmer surnamed Xiao.

It's just that the little princess of the dignified Futian City, Cong Zongqian, the eldest lady of the family, and Zhang Yanhong, the immortal genius of the Zhang family, were dead on the spot, and the light snow on their bodies proved that the perpetrators did not even bury the two, but buried a beast and an ordinary old farmer.

"Hmph!" Zhang Bai was furious, and with a slap of his hand, the powerful force of the Three Palaces Realm slapped the old farmer surnamed Xiao and the beast into blood foam.

From the completion of the face is even more cold to feel something.

A very violent ripple of ripple force remained in the air, and even the light snow could not hide it.

That's my daughter's murderer, right?

Congcheng's eyes flashed with a fierce light: "I didn't see that mentally handicapped child, probably he escaped, right?" Zhang Bai sneered: "Escape, where can you escape?"

The two did not rush to catch up, but carefully dug a big pit for each of their children's bodies and buried them seriously. After everything was done, the two looked at each other: "Fallen Leaf Village, catch up." 」

The two of them turned into two rays of light and disappeared again.

The snow covers all around, and it may not be until the spring flowers bloom and the snow melts that we know what kind of bloody battle took place here.