Boom!

I'm down again!

In the past five years, I don't know how many times I've been beaten down by my father, but my father has never shown mercy to my subordinates, never!

For five years, my dad was ruthlessly knocking me down, then harshly accusing me of my mistakes in the fight, and then continuing to fight, continuing to blame.

"I'm so unwilling! I want to beat my dad so much! I want to prove myself!" I thought over and over again, "I want to win"!

Suddenly, the scene of being knocked to the ground by my father changed in front of my eyes, and I could only see the fog covered the red earth, everything was empty and real, turbid and clear, like a dream.

Two colors appeared in front of the mist, one crystal like snow and holy light healing the mind, and the other as black as ink exuding an aura of despair.

They slowly approached me, and I slowly saw that they were a pair of "wings", and their owners were obscured by the fog, so they couldn't see clearly.

I heard him say to me, "You want to win, I'll give you strength!"

I breathed the dusty air again, saw the ants on the land move, and I returned.

But my heart ached, and I was filled with hatred, as if I wanted to destroy everything I saw.

Yes!

I felt like my back was going to be torn, and the "wings" stretched out from my back, the same color and breath as the "wings" I just saw, I wanted to destroy, I wanted to destroy everything!

I saw my dad standing calmly in front of me, but there was still a look of shock on his face, I was going to beat "him", I wanted to win!

I soared into the air with the "wings" behind my back, rushed at my father, and launched an attack on "him", and I burst out all the things I had learned in the past five years.

Dad blocked my attack over and over again, while dodging into the distance, I felt that my dantian has an inexhaustible source of vitality, at this time I felt extremely powerful, I rushed to Dad again, I want to use my strongest punch in the past five years to knock "him" down, I want to prove my efforts in the past five years, but this punch directly penetrated Dad's body, this is just an afterimage, I was too careless, I was knocked out by a knife from my father behind me, fainted to the ground, I fell down again.

But this blow was the heaviest blow my father had in the past five years, which also made me understand!

Dad is far more powerful than "I" imagined!

I passed out and returned to the red earth covered with fog, and this time I did not see the wings and his master, but only a sigh: "Isn't it time yet? ”

I was kicked out of the red land, and I woke up again, back to reality.

I opened my eyes and looked out the window, it was the beginning of the day, the sun was not very bright, and then I looked at the bed, my sister was sleeping on the edge of the bed, looking at her haggard little face, I must have been worried that I didn't sleep all night last night!

Thinking of this, I feel more and more "selfish" and "arrogant", but I let "my" favorite person and the person I want to protect the most bear it, and I "blame myself"!

I got up from the bed, got dressed, walked to my sister's side, pinched her soft little face, carefully picked her up, and sent her to the warm little quilt, I gently closed the door, tiptoed out, I really didn't want to disturb her smiling dreams.

When my mother saw that I was going out, she smiled and said to me, "Take these meals with your father, you must be hungry." ”

To hide that tear from the corner of my eye, I smiled and ran towards the Miall Mountains with my meal.

But with the strength of the mother, it should have been seen long ago!

The wind follows my figure, the wind is me, I am the wind, the footwork is mysterious, and the afterimage is continuous, this is one of the three major physical techniques I have learned in the past five years - "Wind Walker", and those who cultivate the "Wind Walker" can walk with the void and turn "time" into one.

In less than a quarter of an hour I was in the depths of the Miyar Mountains, and under the cascading waterfall I saw my father's figure, dancing under the gushing waterfall, as if he was holding something in his hands, but he couldn't see clearly, and it was so strange that it appeared and disappeared!

I blessed my eyes with "vitality", and I finally saw clearly, it was a "sword"!

Dad used the Yuan Qi to turn the sword, and then danced, the surrounding void fluctuated with the end of the sword, trembling, Dad stabbed the sword, the surrounding void shattered, turned into pieces, retracted, the void reshaped, neatly arranged, the Yuan Qi "sword" disappeared, and the void was repaired.

I was stunned!

I saw that two different rare "magics" of space and time were used in swordsmanship, and they were so powerful!

"Xiaoqi, come here. I heard my dad say in the distance.

I immediately ran to my father's side, put down the food, filled him with a bowl of rice, and said to him, "What was that just now, Dad?

Dad took the rice I served and looked at me: "The void you see is broken and reshaped, all of them are illusory, it's just ordinary swordsmanship, do you want to learn it?"

"Of course, Dad," I said earnestly.

"Then Xiaoqi, do you have a reason to hold the sword, why do you hold the sword?" my father asked me.

"I don't know why I hold a sword, and I don't understand why I hold it, but I know I want to be stronger!" I replied seriously.

"Becoming stronger is just your own strength! I'm going to go on a long trip with your mother, I'll give you three days, Xiao Qi, when we come back, I hope you give me the answer, and don't use that power yesterday, it will only hurt your origin, and you will stop here." Dad tapped me on the head and said.

As soon as the words fell, Dad disappeared without a trace, and I only felt a gentle breeze blowing by me, and the void fluctuated slightly.

"Why do I hold my sword, and why do I hold it?" I thought to myself over and over again before I lay down on the waterfall, it was getting darker, and I had to go home first.

When I got home, my mother and father were already out of the house, and all I could see was the delicious meal my mother had made before she left, and my sister who was "pitiful" in the light.

"Brother, you're back, why did you come back so late? You just got healed from your injuries yesterday, aren't you!" my sister taught me.

Looking at the eight-year-old "sister" in front of me teaching me, this ten-year-old "brother" must be particularly funny to outsiders.

But it seems to me that "sister" is worried about me, and she is worried about me!

"Okay, isn't it okay if my brother is wrong? You see that I brought you your favorite "cherished grass" back, can you forgive me?" I said to my sister with an apologetic look.

"Really, okay! I'll forgive you once for the sake of the grass that cherishes the grass, but not next time!" said my sister with a bright smile.

When I heard what my sister said, I immediately took out the "cherished grass" hidden behind my back and handed it to my beloved "Her Majesty the Empress".

Looking at "her" happy smile, my heart "trembled" violently, I was so afraid of losing "her"!

Why do I hold the sword?

"I want to protect her's smile!"