In the small courtyard, the lilies planted by the small wormwood, the sky is flying all over the sky by the impact of the storm, the white lilies are accompanied by the storm and the poplars are floating in the air, and even the falling flowers are crying, the beautiful spirituality is intoxicating, and the scene is so beautiful and beautiful.

Ling Yun knelt beside Xiao Ai's corpse, grief-stricken, and all kinds of warm pictures with Xiao Ai in the past year came to his heart.

He Lingyun has no father or mother since he was a child, and grew up with his uncle Situ Xianhua. For more than ten years, Situ Xianhua has been acting as a strict teacher and loving father in Lingyun's life. It had been that way since he could remember. So in his mind, he has long regarded his uncle Situ Xianhua as his father, and he basically obeyed Situ Xianhua's words.

And his Uncle Hua was extremely strict with him in terms of cultivation. From an early age, he set the goal of becoming a strong man. Keep training him, keep asking him. And when he was youngest, he made a promise to his Uncle Hua and the people around him. He must become a strong man and must stand at the top of the continent.

So he began to practice desperately since he was a child, and worked hard. But it turned out that he was not cultivation material at all, because he was congenitally blocked in the meridians. The meridians can only carry an extremely small amount of Dou Qi and input it into the dantian.

He went to ask his Uncle Hua, can he still be saved from this situation? Can he make up for this defect with hard work? Can he still become an absolute powerhouse?

His Uncle Hua swore to him that he would cure him and not let him become a mediocre man in his life. He was looking forward to it, and he was working harder while looking forward to it. But there are many things in the world that the parties concerned simply cannot decide. When his Uncle Hua didn't know how many elixirs had been used to smash on him, and his condition was still not improving, his Uncle Hua was completely disappointed.

While Uncle Hua was disappointed in him, he himself gradually became numb to himself. No matter how hard he tried, he could only carry a very small amount of Dou Qi into the dantian in the meridians, and no matter how hard he tried, his cultivation could not break through the first order. Every time he saw Uncle Hua's disappointed gaze, he had the idea of suicide. At this time, ridicule and ridicule from the outside world also followed.

"Just like his bear, he also wants to be a strong man in the world, and he laughs at me. Someone said.

"He's just a natural scrap, look at what he said before, and he still wants to stand on the top of the continent. It's funny. Someone else said.

In the years to come, he lived like a walking corpse, and his life was bleak. Such a talent doomed him to be mediocre for the rest of his life. Although he was not reconciled. When his will gradually weakened, his most beloved Uncle Hua also comforted him. But he was completely dead at the moment, and he basically lost hope in his cultivation.

"Encounter is a kind of fate, and in the vast sea of people, we can finally meet, get acquainted, know each other and then stay together, which is a strange fate that has been cultivated for thousands of years in the previous life. ”

When Ling Yun was depressed, disappointed, numb, and lonely, he met such a girl. He didn't know anything about cultivation at all, but he had a beautiful face. Her parents are dead, but she is not contaminated with the slightest dirt of the world, innocent and lovely.

When Ling Yun first met her, he was shocked by her beauty, loveliness, and innocence. Ling Yun still remembers the first time he met her.

On that day, Ling Yun's confidence had been completely eroded, and he had long lost his former ambition. He had suicidal thoughts, and he felt that life had lost all its pleasures. Facing the white mist cliff, he jumped down with his eyes closed. At that moment, he forgot everything, what ideals, what goals, what became a world-class powerhouse, and what waste materials. Forgetting all of them, he felt relieved, and all those troubles were soon gone. Soon, his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he was lying on the bed in this small courtyard far away from the world, and that graceful, beautiful figure was busy in front of him. The white clothes are fluttering, and the beautiful long hair is pouring down like a waterfall. A pair of beautiful eyes full of concern were looking at him tenderly.

A look of worry welled up on her beautiful face, and she murmured, "You're awake." Facing such a beautiful and innocent girl, Ling Yun seemed to be in a dream. That's how they met.

In the days that followed, he and this girl named Xiao Ai met and then knew each other and then stayed together. For a whole year, he and Xiao Ai lived very happily and happily. Whenever he was ridiculed and ridiculed by the outside world, he liked to come here, to this small courtyard hidden in the depths of the jungle. With Xiao Ai, Ling Yun feels very relaxed and happy, and when he is with her, Ling Yun will forget all his troubles. The more the two get along, they have an extremely hazy feeling, perhaps the so-called love.

From that moment on, Ling Yun no longer thought about cultivating, he only wanted to be an ordinary person and live happily with Xiao Ai for the rest of his life. He once made a vow to Xiao Ai, saying that he would take care of her for the rest of his life. Xiao Ai smiled knowingly, grabbed his wrist, and the two went to watch the sunset together.

Situ Xianhua was also very happy to see this scene, he was glad that someone could finally take Ling Yun out of loss, out of loneliness, out of a gloomy life. He once sighed softly: "Yun'er, this may be a good thing for you, and it may not be bad to be an ordinary person." If it really doesn't work, you can live your life like this, and live this life happily with Xiao Ai!"

Of course, it's good if you can go on like this, if you haven't met those animals of the Yuwen family. They followed Ling Yun, who had been ridiculed, ridiculed, and scolded by them many times, and entered this small courtyard, so the scene just now happened.

Ling Yun's heart is like a knife. He kept recalling what Xiao Ai had said to him before he died: "I have been with you for a year...... At...... Together, I ...... Really happy, actually...... I've always wanted to ...... with you Be an ordinary pair of ...... Husband and wife, watch the sunrise and sunset every day, and ...... Insipid...... life ....... But...... Now it's impossible. I'll just ...... To go, you must ...... Live happily!...... Be happy, don't think about ...... Avenge me, like that...... You're going to be unhappy, like that...... I don't want to see it, I just want to ...... Do you make a ...... Happy people. ”

Ling Yun's ten fingers clenched, his nails sinking into the flesh, and he screamed like a beast. The cries of grief and indignation echoed throughout the gloomy courtyard.

Suddenly, a monstrous hatred surged into his heart, he looked up to the sky and roared, and said hoarsely: "Yu Wenbin, I, Lingyun, will not kill you, and I will not be a man." Ahhh......h “