In the City of Miracles, when it comes to the martial family, no one knows it, no one knows it, just because the contemporary head of the martial family, Wu Tiansoul is the generalissimo of the Holy Soul Dynasty, the recognized god of war in the entire Heavenly Soul Continent, the owner of the title of Flame God of War, and one of the greatest men in the entire Heavenly Soul Continent.

At this time, in a remote corner of the samurai family, a thin young man, who was carrying a bucket of well water with difficulty, walked towards the kitchen, the young man was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and his appearance was delicate, but because of perennial malnutrition, the bones on his face were prominent, his eyes were slightly concave, and his skin was vegetable colored, but the eyes of this young man were extremely bright, like a pair of black gems.

The young man's name is Wu Qingxuan, and his father is Wu Tiansoul, the contemporary head of the martial arts family.

As the fourth son of Wu Tiansoul, Wu Qingxuan was born rich and noble, with a prominent background, there are very few people in the Heavenly Soul Continent who can compare with him, he should have enjoyed all the glory and wealth for a lifetime, and he didn't have to do what these subordinates did at all, but at this time, Wu Qingxuan did it, and he never stopped since he could remember.

This is because of Wu Qingxuan's mother, Qin Dongxue.

As for why, Wu Qingxuan didn't know the reason at all, no one had ever told him, he also wanted to know, and he also asked around, but no one told him the reason, but Wu Qingxuan clearly knew that it was because of his mother that he lived so badly in the Wu family, and even some subordinates were inferior.

However, Wu Qingxuan was not jealous of his mother, but was very dependent, this was because since he could remember, he had only lived with his mother, and the two had lived together for seven years.

On the other hand, there is not much father-son affection between him and his father Wu Tiansoul, the relationship between the two is almost blank, and the number of times they have met for more than ten years is only a handful, even when his mother died, Wu Tiansoul did not come to see it, so on the blank piece of paper of the relationship between the two, there was a trace of resentment.

It was very difficult to pour the well water in the bucket in his hand into the water tank, Wu Qingxuan slowly put down the bucket in his hand, reached out to wipe the sweat from his face, and couldn't rest, so he turned around and started to make today's breakfast.

He didn't have a maid by his side, so he had to do these things by himself, but fortunately, he had become accustomed to his life over the years, and it didn't take long to make a simple breakfast.

After breakfast, Wu Qingxuan packed up the tableware, turned around and walked out of the room, and walked towards a tall building.

After half a ring, Wu Qingxuan came to the top of the high-rise building, sat there, and looked at the young people cultivating in the courtyard in the distance with some envy, these people were all juniors of the martial arts family, and they were gathered together by the elders to teach and teach soul skills.

Usually Wu Qingxuan is free, and he always comes here to peek at the cultivation of the martial arts teenagers, hoping to learn something useful from them.

"Wu Tiansoul, why do you want to forbid me to cultivate?" Looking at the young people who were cultivating below, Wu Qingxuan's eyes were full of unwillingness, and his palm was tightly gripping the wooden railing, causing the green tendons on the back of his entire hand to burst out because of the excessive use.

The place where Wu Qingxuan is located is called the Heavenly Soul Continent, and everyone on this continent is cultivating soul power and practicing soul skills, originally as Wu Qingxuan, he can cultivate soul power and practice soul skills like those teenagers, but his father Wu Tiansoul once ordered that no one from the martial family teach him anything about cultivation, blocking his path to becoming a strong man.

Therefore, Wu Qingxuan, who is now fourteen years old, has not undergone any cultivation, he is just a very ordinary person, you must know that some thirteen or fourteen-year-old teenagers in the martial arts family have successfully cultivated and reached the soul power stage.

And in the heart of every teenager, there is a dream of becoming a strong man, and Wu Qingxuan is no exception, because of so many years of humiliating experience, he understands that only a strong person can fulfill his heart's wish, and he doesn't have to act on other people's faces.

In Wu Qingxuan's heart, there has always been an idea, that is, to seek justice for his mother, to be on an equal footing with Wu Tiansoul, and to ask him why he treated their mother and son like this, so he desperately wants to cultivate and become a strong man.

But Wu Tiansoul's approach blocked his path to becoming a strong man, so Wu Qingxuan, who had always been calm, also had hatred in his heart.

"Wu Tiansoul, are you afraid that I will become stronger and seek justice for my mother? I'm unwilling, I'm really unwilling!" Looking at the group of passionate and enthusiastic peers below, the anger in Wu Qingxuan's heart became stronger and stronger, and even a layer of blood surged between his eyes, so that everything he saw was smeared with a layer of blood.

Ten minutes later, as the anger in Wu Qingxuan's heart rose, the blood in front of him became more and more intense, and in the end, Wu Qingxuan's face even began to have a mad demon-like look, his eyes were red and his back was leaning against the wooden railing, his face was hideous, and his mouth kept talking to himself.

"Mother, don't worry, I will definitely seek justice for you, ask him why, why, hahaha. ”

"I'm going to be strong, I'm going to be strong!"

Wu Qingxuan frantically pounded the wooden fence with his hands, as if he was enchanted, his eyes were blood-red, and he looked very hideous, so he pounded the wooden fence hard, and after a while, Wu Qingxuan suddenly held his head, his face was painful, and he began to roll on the floor continuously, and the sweat on his face instantly seemed to be gushing, running down his cheeks, and constantly dripping onto the wooden board.

"Oh, my head, why does my head hurt so much"

"It hurts, mother, are you punishing me, complaining that I shouldn't be so resentful of Wu Tiansoul?, are you still in love with this negative man?" Wu Qingxuan hugged his head, and his mother's voice and appearance in his mind kept appearing, making him feel even more painful, lying on the plank and rolling around, his head seemed to be about to crack, and the huge pain like tearing continued to impact his spirit, making him want to die immediately.

After the intense pain lasted for a few minutes, Wu Qingxuan began to continuously hit the wooden board under him with his head, making a thumping sound, hoping to alleviate the pain, but the pain in his body became more and more intense, and finally Wu Qingxuan finally couldn't hold on to the scream and fainted.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Qingxuan began to wake up slowly, feeling the blood on his face in a bit of a daze, which was caused by him hitting his head on the wooden board before he fell unconscious.

"What's wrong with me, how can I be like crazy. At this time, Wu Qingxuan was still a little unable to come back to his senses, and sat on the ground with dull eyes.

After a long time, Wu Qingxuan slowly came back to his senses, then supported his body with difficulty, slowly got off the tall building, and walked towards his yard, what happened today made him very puzzled in his heart, usually his mental state is very stable, nothing like this has ever happened today, he wants to go back and be quiet.

The martial arts family occupies an extremely wide area, there are countless buildings and water pavilions, and the corridors are dense, Wu Qingxuan took more than ten minutes to return to his courtyard, and just when he pushed open his door, a voice suddenly sounded.

"You need strength, I can give it to you. ”

This voice appeared extremely abruptly, as if it sounded in Wu Qingxuan's ears, Wu Qingxuan hurriedly stopped, looked around vigilantly, and said in a deep voice.

"Who? Who?

"I am you, you are me, how do you let me get out. The abrupt voice sounded again.

This time, Wu Qingxuan accurately grasped the source of the voice, his heart was shocked, his young heart was a little unbelievable, his face was stunned in place, if he was not bad as he expected just now, the voice he heard came from him.

(This overhaul is almost all the front part of the tear down and re-written, it took a total of three days, because the back has to work, within three days, the black shrine is almost 24 hours a day sitting in front of the computer, tens of thousands of words are all deleted, in the re-writing of nearly 50,000 words, revision, upload, review, Hei Xi feels that his waist is about to break, and his typing fingers are stiff, I don't know if it's good or not, you have comments in the book review area, and Hei Ci is busy.) Thank you for your support, it's been very hard for this book. ）;