More than ten years later, Nan Xiao still remembers the wind and snow pouring into the ruined temple, and the crackling sound of firewood burning.

At that time, she didn't have a name yet, and her brother, who had been calling her Nannan, had not yet been taken away by the people of the Feather God Dynasty.

For as long as she can remember, she and her brother have lived in a ruined temple with a clay statue as a companion.

The spring is warm, and the fresh and tender wild vegetables can be satisfied, and there is more nectar, which is sweet.

Although it is very hot in summer, the new cicadas that have just molted can be beaten down with a stick and roasted on a firewood fire, which is particularly delicious.

The golden autumn was cool, and she and her brother could go and pick up the ears of rice in the field as soon as possible.

All year round, she doesn't like the cold wind blowing through the winter.

The reeds are scattered, the rags are thin, and the broken temple can't stop the cold wind.

Every night, she and her brother can only light a fire to keep warm.

"Crackling—"

The sound of the firewood burning was crisp, and the heat was rolling, and the cold wind in the house was fiercely clashed.

My brother didn't sleep well, and he got up from time to time to add firewood.

Otherwise, once the flames are extinguished, the next day they will be transformed into two cold corpses.

Therefore, before the cold winter of each year, her brother would take her everywhere to collect firewood, and stack them neatly to fill most of the ruined temple.

Her brother once told her that as long as the firewood was burned, she would be a year older and would be able to go to school in the future.

But once, the firewood that had been prepared so hard was discovered by a middle-aged man who was chopping wood in the early days.

In order to save trouble, the woodcutter took away a large stack of dry firewood first, regardless of the two of them, and then summoned his son, who was five big and three thick, and brutally snatched all the wood.

At that time, my brother had already been beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, but he still hugged her who was huddled behind the clay statue, patted her on the head, and smiled and comforted.

If it's gone, I'll look for it again, my brother has a lot of strength, and he will definitely be able to find more and more.

However, God did not fulfill people's wishes, and the harsh winter of that year came very early.

The goose feathers are whistling in the snow, and the mountains and forests are white.

The clay statue had a cracked skin, and her and her brother's faces, ears, hands and feet were covered in chilblains.

If it weren't for the fact that my brother stole an axe from the village, I'm afraid the two brothers and sisters wouldn't have survived that winter.

After that, my brother would hide some of the firewood in a new pit under the clay statue of the ruined temple, just in case.

And so it was for a few years.

One day, her brother excitedly told her that there was a place to live!

It turned out that there was an old man with no children in Banyuepo who died, and the room was empty.

When the village chief, who was close to the age of sixteen, saw that his brother was pitiful, he agreed to lend him the house that had only died.

In Nan Xiao's memory, on that day, her brother held her hand, bouncing and jumping, and everything was beautiful.

The room was small, but it was sheltered from the elements.

In the heat of summer and winter, you can't feel the heat and cold in the house.

Although she was occasionally hungry, her brother could always find her a steamed bun or two and a few leftovers.

Originally, she thought that she could survive with her brother to the age where she could work and earn money.

However, the peace was soon shattered.

In order to develop better, the Bao family, under the guidance of the masters, built a large number of buildings in various places and built palaces for the immortals to rest.

The feng shui sorcerer walked around and finally settled on the village of Banyuepo where she and her brother lived.

The village can be called Banyuepo because of its special geographical location.

From above, the area of the village is a large circle, but it is not complete. Viewed from the side, the village is low-lying and resembles a smooth and slightly curved moon.

So, with a wave of the master's hand, the Bao family directly bought Banyuepo and built a large number of buildings on it, to build a palace specially designed for immortals to rest.

In the mouth of a feng shui magician, the dilapidated house where Nan Xiao and her brother live is the location of the laurel tree on the moon, with a lot of spiritual energy, which is most suitable for immortals to live.

Originally, the Bao family also followed the advice of the master and traded with the owner of the house with three gold ingots, but the owner of the house had already died, and the three gold ingots were also heavily detained.

In the end, there were only two copper coins left in their hands.

Two copper coins, at that time, in the Banyue Slope, could not buy a shepherd's cabbage bun.

Immediately afterwards, the feng shui sorcerer bluntly said that anyone from a low background was not allowed to enter the village, because those people would pollute the Qinghui of the Moon Palace.

was ordered to leave the two, returned to the broken temple, and began to hoard dry firewood again, drove away the two men who stole firewood, and survived a cold winter.

Later, the elder brother was taken away.

Later, I heard from them that my brother died.

Later, Lin Xiao fell from the sky, and Nan Nan had a name.

Later, the temple collapsed and a person was buried.

From beginning to end, the clay statues blackened by the flames became more and more dilapidated, and remained silent all day.

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In the middle of the moon and sky, the fog can be as black as ink, and it is difficult to illuminate Nanxiao.

"Give you another chance and apologize to my sister, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!" After wrapping his eyes, he was completely covered in darkness, and behind him, there was a high sickle, shiny and shiny.

Nan Xiao tightened Bao Fei's neck, did not back down at all, his eyes were full of determination, his expression was resolute, and he said: "Then let's do it, pull a cushion before you die, and you will make sure you don't lose money!" After saying this, the dagger in Nan Xiao's hand was slightly forced, and Bao Fei's right chest was bleeding nonstop, like a volcanic eruption, flying straight down.

Bao Fei cried out in pain, and begged Bao Wandao miserably: "Brother! Elder brother! Don't push her! I want to live, I want to live, woo woo woo ......"

"What do you want?" Bao Wan's face was pale, and the sickle behind him skyrocketed to three zhang high.

He had never been insulted in this way.

Especially the ridicule on the faces of the group of people with low cultivation around him, which made him hold his breath, but he couldn't vent it.

"Make a heavenly oath that you will not trouble me in the future, otherwise you will die."

Nan Xiao took advantage of the victory to pursue, and coldly threatened to make Bao Wan make an oath.

"You!"

Bao Wan was furious.

How dare he make a heavenly oath?

As a cultivator of the Shenqiao realm, he naturally believed that there were rules in the underworld.

This restriction may be a great constraint on him in the future.

There is even a real possibility that you will die for breaking your oath.

But how could Bao Wan be left to the table?

It has always been him who has taken the initiative.

After wrapping the blackness in his eyes, there was a slight amount of blood light condensing.

Next, Bao Wan, who has a strong understanding, uses the mystery method of "Black Death Tide" to hide the frequency of the ebb and flow of the tide into the sound.

"Cheap girl, I admit that I underestimated you, but you are also worthy?"

The tide rises and falls, and the duckweed in the Hanhai Sea.

Bao Wan's words are full of charm, bewitching and confused, so that those who are not strong in their minds will sink into them at least and lose their minds at worst.

But Nan Xiao's will is not so fragile, her eyes are still clear. He said loudly: "This Heavenly Dao oath is very simple, as long as you don't trouble me in the future, it won't be triggered at all." Besides, are you not confident enough in your own energy? ”

The girl's voice is still a little immature, full of toughness, and she is not afraid of the sea.

Seeing that my sister had lost too much blood, her right chest collapsed, and she was about to crush her teeth.

The black tide around Nan Xiao receded, Bao Wan's eyes returned to normal, and the sickle dissipated without a trace.

The moonlight was slightly cool, the breeze was blowing slowly, and the cold sweat behind Nan Xiao wet her clothes again.

Just when Nan Xiao's hands were about to lose their strength, Bao Wancai said viciously: "Okay, I, Bao Wan, the cultivator of the Qingya Blessed Land Divine Bridge, swears hereby that I will never trouble Nan Xiao again in the future, otherwise it will be difficult to reach the other side in the future, and there will be no possibility of advancing to the secret realm of the Dao Palace." ”

Seeing the surprised eyes of the people around her, Nan Xiao knew that this time, she had won the bet.

In fact, she didn't even know how to make an oath.

From hearing about Bao Wan's deeds over the years, Nan Xiao is very sure that he is very thin-skinned.

Since Bao Wan dared to be here today, in front of everyone, he made a heavenly oath, then he, who prides himself on being high and from a merchant family, should not break the contract in the future.

"Bao Fei, remember to deal with the wound, otherwise one high and one low, it will insult your identity as a rich lady."