Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Sect, Liuyun Peak, Ancient Songxia.

A plain-clothed woman held a long sword, folded her hands and then picked it up in the air, the sword flower rotated like snow, and before it landed, it detonated several thunderbolts one after another, and the sound wave did not disappear, but seeing the woman take two steps forward, the willow eyebrows bent slightly, and the white rainbow on the fingertips came out of her hand, and crossed twelve arcs in the air, and after all the fallen leaves were smashed, only then did a goose whirlwind and fall straight into the soil in front of her.

Although the woman is not decorated with powder, she is dressed in white and has a few folds of Hunan skirts, and her socks are like no bone toad bends, and the ethereal temperament on her body makes her more and more holy.

"Sister Xue Ning, your progress is so fast, it's just a realm a day!"

At this time, Ling Xue, who was wearing a painted colorful dress and a ponytail, came to the backyard, only to see her staring at the puddle of almond eyes, and pouting with a pink cherry mouth: "It's only been two months, sister, you have become an eight-star martial artist, your speed is even faster than my second uncle, according to this speed, it won't take long to break through to the great martial artist in one fell swoop!"

Feng Xuening smiled slightly, as warm and warm as spring can melt the winter ice and snow, thin lips, and said softly: "Xiaoxue, your progress is also great, look at it, isn't our Xiaoxue also a martial artist now!" After speaking, Feng Xuening stretched out her jade hand and pinched Ling Xue's pink little face.

Ling Xue didn't resist, revealing the small dimples on her face, and at the same time poked Feng Xuening with one hand, and said with a grin: "Sister Xuening, you said that your brother has been gone for a long time, why hasn't he come back?"

Hearing the word "brother" in Ling Xue's mouth, Feng Xuening was slightly stunned, the big boy who liked to wear green shirts suddenly appeared in his mind, he always had a stubborn smile on his face, like his own relatives to bring him warmth, and the place with him was a warm harbor.

"Sister?" Seeing Feng Xuening in a daze, the eccentric Ling Xue suddenly stretched out her hand, slapped her buttocks, bared her white teeth and laughed: "You blush, don't you miss my brother more than me!"

Feng Xuening's little face is indeed red, like an apple in this cool autumn season, red and clear. After a long time, Feng Xuening retracted his thoughts, and sighed softly: "Xiaoxue, Brother Zhan said before he left that he would come back within three months, counting that the days are almost over, you see that the maple leaves in Xishan are all red, Brother Zhan should be back soon!"

"Well, I think so. Ling Xue nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and then looked like she knew it in her chest, slapped one hand on Feng Xuening's fragrant shoulder, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Don't worry, my brother has always done what he says, when he says when he will come back, then he will definitely come back!"

"That's right, Brother Zhan has a lot of promises, and he will definitely not deceive us. ”

After speaking, Feng Xuening bent down and pulled out the white long sword on the ground from the soil, and at the same time took out a silk handkerchief from the cuff embroidered with gold flowers, and gently wiped the soil stained on the sword.

"Sister, you said that we should cultivate all day long, it's also boring. Ling Xue moved two wooden benches from under the ancient pine, wiped the morning dew on them, and put them on the ground to sit with Feng Xuening.

Feng Xuening withdrew the long sword from its scabbard and hung it on his waist, and then responded: "It's quite boring, instead of cultivating the Tao, it is better to live this life ordinarily, like a farmer in the countryside, just looking forward to a good harvest every year, and there is no need to fight and kill. ”

At this time, Ling Xue raised her head, looked at the vast sky above, and suddenly remembered her parents. Five years ago, in order to complete the task sent by the family, his parents left the Ling family and never returned.

She remembers very well that when her father left home, like her brother, he touched his cocked ponytail, and said with a smile that he would come back in three months, and that he would stay at home honestly, listen to his brother, and bring gifts when he came back.

Ling Xue waited patiently, counting the days when her parents would come back, and as the days progressed, she became happier and happier. "What gifts will my father bring me? I guess he will bring me a lot of delicious food, just like my second uncle did for his children. I'm so obedient, I'm not as naughty as my brother at all, and I'll give all the gifts to my father and not any to my brother. At that time, Ling Xue, in addition to playing with girls of the same age every day, spent the rest of her time thinking about how to snatch the gift into her own hands.

Three months later, Ling Xue and Ling Zhan cut a lot of small flowers with red paper and pasted them on the door very festively, Ling Xue remembered very clearly, although it was raining that day and the weather was slightly cool, she and her brother were not lazy in bed, the two got up early in the morning, sat at the door with a small bench, and waited from morning to evening.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the two of them became more and more anxious, and the red paper flowers pasted on the doors and windows were washed down by the rain and drifted to the ground, and the red on them was cleaned and turned into a weak white.

The two of them sat honestly on the small bench and waited for a day, but in the end they didn't see their parents.

Later, the two of them got up early in the morning every day, and before dawn, they carried a small bench to the door, straightened up, and smiled to welcome their parents.

Day after day, this continued for the second full March.

Later, there was still no news of the parents.

In the third March, from summer to winter, on the first day of the third month, there was a goose feather snowfall, and the snowflakes were scattered half a meter high, covering the whole house.

Early that morning, Ling Zhan got out of bed and lit the stove, ready to move to the small bench and continue to wait, but Ling Xue slept lazily that day, she felt that it was too cold outside, even if she slept for a while, it didn't matter. She remembered very well that her brother had come to her room and knocked on the door for a long time, saying that Mom and Dad would definitely be back today, and that they would go and wait for the last day.

Ling Xue lay in the soft quilt and remained silent, she knew that her brother was lying to him, and her parents would not come back.

That day, the goose feather snow kept falling, Ling Zhan stood in front of his door for a long time, he didn't knock on the door again, just stood like that, and didn't speak, just like the two of them used to sit upright on the small bench.

It wasn't until a long, long time later that Ling Zhan turned to leave, and his immature sigh could still be faintly heard.

At noon that day, the weather became a little warmer, Ling Xue got up from the bed, put on thick cotton boots and jackets, and when she carried a small bench and was about to come to the door to continue waiting, she only saw the empty bench on the ground, but did not see her brother.

After that day, Ling Xue never saw her brother carrying a small bench to wait in front of the door.

And it was also from that day on, the Ling family in Green Willow City suddenly had an extra waste who couldn't cultivate overnight.

After carrying the name of waste, Ling Zhan no longer went home to live, but was driven to the firewood room by the servants, eating the leftovers and the food that the dog did not eat every day, not only the Ling family shouted and beaten, out of the Ling family's compound, but the disciples of other families also called him to drink.

I don't know when, Ling Xue found that she had a certain dislike for her brother. So he left Liuyun Courtyard and moved to his second uncle Ling Feiyun's house to live.

Since then, Ling Zhan has begun to give up on himself, huddled in the dim corner of the firewood room every day.

If this world fell into eternal night, the only thing that could give Ling Zhan warmth and comfort was not himself, but Feng Xuening, who was dressed in white by his side.

I heard that when Feng Xuening was delivering food to her brother a year ago, she was seen by the Wang family, and they beat her brother violently when they caught him.

And the elder brother, who didn't know where he got the strength, was angry and turned into a red face, and simply killed the man!

Since then, Ling Zhan's temperament has changed greatly, and he has turned the tide many times, first joining the Xuanyang Gate, and then coming to the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Sect, and at the same time helping the Ling family exterminate other families, and establishing the Ling family's status in Green Willow City and even the entire Xuanyang Gate.

"What is the purpose of cultivation?"

Looking at the cold and distant sky, Ling Xue recalled the past, as if there was no trace of water, and a crystal clear tear flowed from the corner of her beautiful eye.

The teardrops greeted the early sun under Yun Lan, reflecting the scene of his relationship with Ling Zhan for many years. Why is my brother cultivating so hard and so desperately?

"Xiaoxue, are you alright?"

Seeing that Ling Xue stayed there and kept looking up at the sky, and didn't speak for a long time, Feng Xuening thought that something had happened to her, and gently touched the corner of her clothes.

"Sister, I'm fine, but I miss my brother a little. ”

The corners of Ling Xue's eyes were sour, her nose turned red, and she was ashamed of what she had done wrong. But my brother has always been so generous, and he has silently endured his cold eyes and ridicule for many years, and with a sentence of "It's okay", he carried everything down.

Feng Xuening didn't know what Ling Xue was thinking, but when she mentioned the name hidden in her heart, she still trembled slightly, and her heart rippled slightly.

"Sister, let's hurry up and cultivate, and when my brother comes back, we can also surprise him!" Ling Xue stood up, her flushed cheeks smiling slightly, and let the crystal tears in the corners of her eyes slide to the ground.

"Okay, I see that Xiaoxue's "Ten Thousand Souls Xuan Jade Technique" has been cultivated to the second level, do you want to compete?"

"That's not good, my sister's "Chaotian Song Que" is even more powerful than my exercises, I definitely can't beat you. ”

"Hee-hee, how do you know if you don't fight, look at the palm!"

"Okay, you, you dare to sneak attack me and eat me with a punch!"

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