Thinking of this, Yang Xiaotian's eyes flashed with tears, and a choking sensation hit, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pretended to be strong, and began to walk out against the flying goose feather snow, slowly, the thin figure gradually disappeared in the vast snow, I don't know whether it was submerged by the heavy snow, or swallowed by the bamboo forest, in short, the bamboo forest garden is no longer visible, the former owner.

Yang Xiaotian stepped on the moonlight, accompanied by the flying snowflakes, walked to the city wall near the south gate, when he looked up, he found that the current city wall is no longer the towering and majestic in his eyes, can block everything of the siege, I saw him come to a corner of the wall where no one is around, observed around, saw no one, only to see him fly up and jump, step a few steps on the wall, his body has come to the city wall, and then with the help of the power of the martial spirit, he flew over, and the whole body was like a snowflake, slowly falling.

After settling down, he walked along the south-facing road outside, leaving a snow footprint behind him, which was soon covered in heavy snow.

In this way, he crossed the mountains and the lake, and also passed through the crowds, walked through the night, and stepped into the day, and the temperature also had a slight sense of warmth, at least there was no heavy snow.

Finally, ten days later, he came to the gate of Qingnan City, where he grew up, and suddenly, a familiar breath came to his nose, but at this time, the person guarding the city gate was no longer from the Wuyue Empire, but a soldier of the Lansoul Empire wearing green armor.

"What are you doing?" one of the soldiers stopped Yang Xiaotian's footsteps.

"Visiting relatives!" At this time, Yang Xiaotian had long since lost his original immaturity, but became more calm.

Because a year ago, the Lansoul Empire captured Qingnan City, and some people left their hometowns, but there are still their relatives and friends in the city, and now the relationship between the two countries has eased slightly, so from time to time people begin to travel to and from Qingnan City, which is already a very common thing.

The soldier looked Yang Xiaotian up and down, and when he saw that he was just a child, he didn't interrogate him too much, so he let him go inside.

Yang Xiaotian walked through the bustling streets, he thought about taking a day off here today, so he found an inconspicuous hotel and stayed first.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Yang Xiaotian made some makeup on his face to prevent being recognized, after all, he was famous a year ago! The ancient martial spirit, awakened to the eighth level, will definitely spread for a long time in this small city.

After doing this, he walked out of the hotel and went to his original Feng family.

When he walked over there, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, the cold wind was biting, and there were even very few pedestrians on the streets that were prosperous in the past, which made people feel a little deserted, seeing this, Yang Xiaotian's nose was a little sour.

Turning the intersection in front of me, I arrived at the Feng family where I grew up, and the expectation in my heart was even worse, although I was bullied by those cousins here, but this is still the place that carried his entire childhood. When he came to the door, he saw that the door was closed, and there were still crossed seals on it, and there were spider silk entanglements on the door frame, and the door was also because no one had stepped on it for a long time, and there were a few clusters of dead grass growing next to the threshold.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotian's eyes began to become moist, and tears rolled in his eyes.

After a long time, he turned around and left, heading towards the back mountain, he still had to see his mother, this is the reason why he planned to rest in Qingnan City for a day, he didn't return for a year, I don't know if his mother's grave was already overgrown, he wanted to weed his mother, and then talk to her, tell her what he had seen and heard in the past year, just like before, every once in a while, he would always go to her grave and tell her about the grievances in his heart.

When he came to the back mountain, he couldn't help but speed up his pace, and he couldn't wait to come to Yangjialing immediately, at this time, on the road of the back mountain, the wild grass on both sides was already as high as people's chests, and there was a half-meter-wide path in the middle, with almost no grass on it, as if someone often came to worship.

At this time, Yang Xiaotian almost ran towards his mother's grave, when he came to the door of Yang Jialing, he stopped, the door was already covered with dead vines such as creepers, making people feel as if no one had come for a hundred years, suddenly, a sense of desolation welled up in his heart, tears finally like a flood that burst the embankment, snatched down, Yang Xiaotian rushed to his mother's grave, sat down next to the tombstone, holding the cold tombstone, tears

The water splashed downward, as if he wanted to turn the thoughts in his heart into tears, and all of them poured out.

Therefore, a lonely teenager who has been away from home for a long time pours out his thoughts by his mother's side, sometimes crying like a torrential rain, sometimes laughing like a madman, and sometimes quiet like water. He was confident that his mother would be able to sense his presence.

Suddenly, a strange sound came from the tomb, Yang Xiaotian couldn't help but be startled, and his steps naturally took a step back. If it was before, he might have been afraid, but now he no longer believes in ghosts and gods.

"Who's coming out!" Yang Xiaotian said sharply, his voice revealing absolute confidence.

After a while, a seven or eight-year-old girl walked out of the empty tomb of her father next to her, limping, only to see her emaciated body trembling constantly, her head lowered, and she didn't dare to look at Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian saw that it was a child, and the coldness on his face disappeared at once, but his tone was still a little stiff, and he asked, "Who are you? Why did you go inside." ”

The little girl trembled and still did not dare to speak.

Yang Xiaotian saw that the little girl looked timid and afraid, and comforted him gently: "Don't worry! I'm not a bad person, this is the grave of my parents!"

Only then did the little girl raise her head and look at Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian also stared at the little girl in front of him, with a pair of clear and bright eyes hanging on his withered yellow cheeks, which made people feel distressed at first glance.

Seeing Yang Xiaotian's gentle face, the little girl put her mind at ease, her body no longer trembled, and said: "I was originally from Qingnan City, a year ago, Lu Maozi entered the city and killed my parents, and there is no place to go, so I have been living here." ”

"You live here!" Yang Xiaotian's face was solemn, he couldn't believe it, a seven or eight-year-old child had experienced this, becoming an orphan, although he had lost his father and mother since he was a child, but at least he had the care of his grandfather, in a huge family, food and clothing were always worry-free, thinking of this, Yang Xiaotian couldn't help but feel sad when he looked at the little girl. Said, "Then what do you eat?"

"Come to the city during the day and come here in the evening. The little girl said softly.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaotian's eyes became moist, he held back his tears, took out hundreds of soul coins from his body and gave them to the little girl, and said, "Little sister, your little girl is too dangerous here, my brother will take you back to the city!" After speaking, he went to pull the little girl's hand.

Who knows, the little girl who was originally smiling and had already reached out to receive the soul coin, suddenly retracted her hands, retreated to the empty tomb with a frightened and limping face, and said, "I don't want to go back to the city, the city is dangerous." ”

"Why is it dangerous in the city?" Yang Xiaotian couldn't believe that a seven or eight-year-old child actually felt that this place was full of graves, and the overgrown back mountains were safer than the city.

Tears flashed in the little girl's clear eyes, and her body trembled even more.

Yang Xiaotian walked over slowly, gently stroking the little girl's head, like a big brother comforting his little sister.

After a while, the little girl whispered, "Some of our companions were killed in the city! ”

Yang Xiaotian looked at the poor little girl in front of him, and his heart ached, this is the tragedy of the city's destruction and death, the children are unattended, let alone educated, and they live in fear all day long.

So he bent down and said, "Don't worry! I won't let people bully you." After speaking, he slowly stretched out his hand to the little girl.

"Who are you, let go of the little rabbit!" Suddenly, five or six children in their seventies and eighties appeared behind Yang Xiaotian, both men and women, two or three people in the front row had sticks in their hands, staring at Yang Xiaotian vigilantly, and the three people in the back were holding food in their hands, close together!

Yang Xiaotian just wanted to stand up and explain, but at this time, the originally weak little girl shouted: "Brother Ming, he is not a bad person!"

Only then did those people relax their vigilance, walked over to Yang Xiaotian, and said with a smile and apologetic, "I'm sorry! We thought you were arresting us." ”

Yang Xiaotian smiled slightly and shook his head, but when he fixed his eyes on the person in charge, he had an extremely familiar feeling, and suddenly thought of it, so he asked, "Are you Feng Ming?"

The man at the head stared wide-eyed

Looking at the luxurious big brother in front of him, he nodded suspiciously.

That's right, he is indeed Feng Ming, the younger brother of Sister Feng Yu, the person who awakened the martial soul at the same time as Yang Xiaotian, Yang Xiaotian laughed in surprise and said, "I am Yang Xiaotian!

"Are you Brother Xiaotian, you look ......" Feng Ming couldn't believe it, although he hadn't seen him for a year, why had his appearance changed.

Yang Xiaotian wiped off his makeup with his hands, and looked at Brother Fengming in front of him with a smile.

"Brother!" Suddenly, Feng Ming hugged Yang Xiaotian with tears in his eyes and cried.

Yang Xiaotian kept patting Feng Ming's back and silently comforted him.

The others were also shocked, and they all showed happy smiles, the little girl named Little Rabbit seemed to remember something, this was their home! No wonder he knew that there was an empty tomb here, and brought everyone to live in it.

It took a long time for Feng Ming to slowly calm down.

Yang Xiaotian saw that his mood was slowly calming down, so he began to talk to Feng Ming.

Now Yang Xiaotian understands that since the city was broken that day, suddenly the soldiers wearing the green armor of the Lan Soul Empire broke into the door and began to arrest the people of the Feng family, and Feng Ming survived by hiding in the dog cave under the protection of his grandmother, and when he came out later, he found that some of the people of the family next to him were also arrested, and there was nowhere to go, so he remembered the empty tomb in the back mountain, and he was hungry during the day, so he went to the city and began to beg.