The moonlight is like water, and the water is like the stars.

The world is picturesque, and the young man sings alone.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on the world, like a fairy who could not be dirty, descended to earth, and spread a layer of hoarfrost coldly and clearly. At the top of the hill, in the midst of the ruins that had been burned by the fire, a few thin grasses swayed in the breeze, and under the white moonlight, the blue light shone brightly.

Not far away, countless boulders were scattered on the ground, lying lifeless on the scorched earth.

Time has erased everything here after all, and there is no trace.

The pond in front of you is like a mirror, reflecting the dark night sky, and the stars and moon are all in it.

Water is like stars.

The moonlight poured down on his body, rippling. The long dark blue hair hung down, and the back figure who was only fourteen or fifteen years old sat there so lonely, reflecting the blue waves in the pool.

The moonlight shone on his face, which was not particularly handsome, and made his face look very pale, without a trace of the freshness that a fourteen-year-old boy should have, and it was terrifyingly cold, and it was so cold that it was gloomy cold.

In front of him was a low tomb.

On the tomb, there is a stone tablet, not a single word is engraved, only a small wolf shape is in the upper left corner.

"Stars!"

Suddenly, a woman's figure appeared behind him.

"Sister Hua Qing, you're here. ”

When the young man heard this, he turned his head and looked at the graceful woman in green clothes in front of him, and the corners of his mouth pulled reluctantly, and said.

The woman was only seventeen or eighteen years old, surrounded by a layer of faint white light, and her posture was even more graceful. Her eyebrows are expressive, her skin is as clear as snow, and her long hair is like a waterfall, which is gently pulled by a white hosta without any carving. In the moonlight, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is "like a fairy".

"Well, I'll come to see you, and by the way, see your mother. ”

The girl nodded slightly, sat down beside him, took out a wine jug from her wide sleeve, handed it to the young man, and said, "It's hard to go down the mountain once, I know you're in a bad mood now, drink some!"

He took the flask from the girl's hand, and said nothing, his eyes still resting on the tomb.

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His name is Xu Xingchen, and he is an outer disciple in the Xuyun Sect. His aptitude is as good as his name, like a star twinkling in the vast night sky, mediocre to the extreme.

The Void Cloud Sect, the second sect among the three major immortal cultivation sects today, was created by the world's first Void Cloud Immortal. Although the school has been founded for only 400 years, its disciples have spread all over the world and their strength is very high.

In the Void Cloud Gate, there are three classes of disciples - outer disciples, inner disciples and in-house disciples.

The disciples who entered the room were the most talented ones in the Void Cloud Sect, with only a few forty people, but they were all rare sons of the sky, all of whom were personally taught by the head of the Void Cloud Sect, the Void Cloud Immortal, and had a very high prestige in the Void Cloud Sect with a thousand people.

The second is the inner disciple, who is quite talented and is taught by Gu Yang, the senior brother of the Xuyun disciple, and the wife of the Xuyun Shangxian.

And the remaining outer disciples are the worst group of cultivators in the Xuyun Sect, and they are also the most numerous disciples in the Xuyun Sect. They were all taught by the second junior brother of Xuyun Shangxian, Qingyuan Shangxian, and the junior sister Huangdie Fairy.

They have mediocre talents, ordinary muscles and bones, and are completely untreated by the master Xuyun Shangxian and the inner disciples and the disciples who enter the room.

Xu Xingchen is an extremely ordinary one among the seven hundred disciples of the Void Cloud Outer Sect.

And she, that girl, Hua Xiang, is the daughter of Hua Qingzi, the head of the Huaqing faction of the first sect in the world, who was born noble and has an extraordinary bearing. She is also a proud son of the sky with extremely high talents, who is favored by the Void Cloud Immortal at a glance, and she is also one of the more than forty disciples in the Void Cloud Sect.

Everyone said that Xu Xingchen was an out-and-out iceberg, and even his eyes were cold to the bottom of his heart. He was not a talkative man and preferred solitude, so much so that many people who met him for the first time thought he was a mute.

His coldness makes people have to want to know about his life experience, but his life experience, in the eyes of all disciples, is like a mystery, blank.

Only a few people know everything about him.

She said to him, "Perhaps, this is the nature of a wolf."

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Xu Xingchen took a sip of wine and looked at the small pattern on the stone tablet, but his eyes seemed to have vast stars, faintly shining. Hua Xiang turned her head and looked at his well-defined side face, and somehow, her heart suddenly fluttered slightly, and a watery tenderness arose, immediately enveloping her whole body.

He looked at the monument, she looked at her, and for a moment, the pond was silent under the cover of night.

He was an outer disciple and moved relatively freely, so every month, he would run down the mountain and come to the place where the clear spring was located, and sit all night. At this time, she would also run down the mountain alone at the risk of being punished by the master, and sit with him on the edge of the pool, in front of his mother's monument.

Seven years, day after day, never missed an appointment.

Suddenly, a crystal teardrop rolled down Xu Xingchen's cheek.

"Stellar ......"

Hua Xiang looked at his face, knowing that he remembered the past again, and his heart ached.

"Sister Huaxiang, do you remember the first two days of the slaughter of our village?"

"Remember ......"

Hua Xiang looked at him and nodded slightly, and a touch of crystal flashed in his eyes.

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Seven years ago......

The sun was just right, the leaves were greener, and a seven-year-old boy faintly appeared in the green and deep woods. Dressed in a coarse cloth barely a garment, he jumped up and down, humming a little tune, and walked through the woods.

"Xingchen, let's go outside and come back! It's covered in mud, see if you go back and lead her not to beat you!" At this moment, an extremely familiar figure flashed out of a tree hole next to him, looking at him and smiling.

He stopped when he heard the sound, turned his head and said with a smile: "Uncle Chengxian, you are laughing, I have fine skin and tender meat, why is my mother willing to beat me? ”

"Hey, you little rabbit, why do you speak so sharply! I really want to beat you to death now!" Cheng Xian said, but the smile on his face remained undiminished.

"Don't beat me!" Xingchen looked at him and said with a wicked smile, "You beat me, don't say how my mother will clean you up, just if I tell Aunt Yunsheng about your overnight stay at Sister Ziyun's yesterday, don't think about a good end!"

"You little devil, you dare to threaten me. Okay, okay, I won't beat you, okay!" Cheng Xian liked this child very much, and rubbed his head, without any annoyance.

The light of the day gradually dimmed, and a faint golden red hit the sky......

The young man looked up at the sky and said, "Uncle Chengxian, I won't talk about it first, my mother is still waiting for me at home, I'll go first!" After saying that, he hurriedly pulled up his legs and ran deeper into the woods......

At this moment, around the woods, a faint dark aura suddenly rose......

The sky was darker, the horizon was brighter, and in the blink of an eye, an extremely large cave appeared in front of the stars. There is a clear spring next to it, shining with a faint golden light in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Mother, I'm back!" Xingchen stood at the door of the cave and shouted, and suddenly, among the mountains and forests, birds and beasts were terrified.

"Xingchen, why did you come back so late!" As soon as the words fell, a white figure suddenly flashed out of the cave.

She was in a sturdy state, snow-white, and her fur glowed golden in the setting sun. In those dark green eyes, an extremely beautiful blue light suddenly flashed out.

"When I came back, I met Uncle Cheng Xian, so I chatted with him for a while. Xingchen looked at this familiar figure, smiled happily, and said the truth.

"It's good to come back, let's eat quickly! My mother invented a wild vegetable method today, and I tasted it, but it was delicious. At human age, you're growing your body now, so eat more!"

"Yes, mother. ”

She looked at the stars with a doting look on her face, and hurriedly pulled them in the direction of the cave......

Under the sunset, a snow-white wolf, a teenager as tall as it, left side by side......

It turned out that his mother was a wolf, the queen of the spirit beast realm, and the last king of the spirit wolf clan.

......

He wanted to have such a happy life all the time, always running and jumping in the Spirit Wolf Village, and collecting all the joy and happiness in his heart.

However, just two days later, one night when he went to Huaqing Mountain to play with Hua Xiang, the village was suddenly slaughtered by a group of nameless people and became unrecognizable. The old trees and roads were completely devoured by the raging fire, and the whole familiar land was devastated.

In the village, the smell of charred corpses accompanied by blood permeated the air, and the faces and voices that were once familiar were all turned to ashes......

When he ran home again, as if he had gone crazy, all he saw was a pile of toppled rocks and the white and red corpse.

Everything in the past, everything he thought he could have all the time, suddenly disappeared on that night......

Xu Xingchen recalled this scene, he couldn't help sobbing, his heart was torn and painful like a knife, and even his breathing suddenly became rapid and disordered.

"Stellar ......"

Hua Xiang looked at him, not knowing what to say, so she just called him softly, and there was no follow-up.

His tears suddenly dripped down like beads of broken thread, and his hand holding the jug trembled continuously, and suddenly he buried his face between his legs, and couldn't help crying loudly. Hua Xiang didn't know what to do, so she had to hold Xu Xingchen's hands tightly, looked at him, and didn't say a word.

The two of them sat by the pond and were silent for a long time.

The sky was darker, the stars were brighter, and the heavens and the earth suddenly fell silent, except for the heart-rending cry of the remaining young man.

"Xingchen, since your mother is gone, you must live well, you must not lose your faith, and you must avenge her!"

After a long time, Hua Xiang spoke, and her eyes were already slightly red.

Tears fell one by one, wetting the young man's clothes, and he was still crying, speechless.

Suddenly, an extremely dazzling flash of silver light pierced the sky......