"Master Sima, this is my nephew Zhang Abao, this child has loved martial arts since he was a child, and I implore the head of the family to take him as an apprentice. ”

The businessman surnamed Zhang prepared a generous gift and brought Huo Xuan to apprentice with him. At this moment, Huo Xuan, alias Zhang Abao, an eight- or nine-year-old boy, honestly knelt in front of Sima De, kowtowed and saluted.

Sima De glanced at the child, saw that his roots were okay, and the Zhang family had a close relationship with his family's business, so he nodded and agreed.

"Okay, Ah Bao, from today onwards, you are my Sima De's disciple, remember, you must not be afraid of hardships and practice diligently to achieve martial arts!"

Sima De was relieved and happily accepted Huo Xuan as an apprentice. Beside him, a cute little girl stood there, staring at the little boy in front of her with dark eyes, looking interested.

"Hey!"

In the martial arts field, Huo Xuan, like many older brothers and sisters, stood in front of the wooden stake, tied up his waist, and slapped on the wooden stake with one palm, and was practicing the basic martial arts of the Sima family, "Splitting and Hanging Palms".

This human-level primary martial art is really unsightly for Huo Xuan, but he is now guarding his identity and practicing very hard and seriously.

"Po!"

A little girl in a white dress came, pinching her waist with both hands, with an indescribable arrogance on her childish little face, and began to teach Huo Xuan a lesson, "Splitting the palm pays attention to the unity of the waist and the horse, and with the power of twisting the soles of the feet, the whole body rushes forward, and the palm strikes out, splitting the stone and cracking the monument......"

The little girl demonstrated while teaching the old-fashioned lesson. Don't look at his age, he puts on a posture, and he has a bit of a master's demeanor. His tender white little hand was attached to the wooden stake, and he suddenly exerted his strength, stomped his right foot, leaned forward with his whole body, and slashed straight through with one palm, and the half-human thick wooden stake was broken in response.

"Senior sister, good kung fu!"

Huo Xuan showed all the reactions that an eight- or nine-year-old child should have, with a look of adoration. Look at the little girl. There was tenderness in his eyes.

"Study hard!"

The little girl clapped her hands, turned her head arrogantly, and turned away.

This little girl is Sima Qingyan, the proud daughter of the Sima family, and she is also the second reincarnation of Qin Ke.

This life. Qin Ke showed a strong talent for cultivation. Birth is an innate body. Under the vigorous cultivation of the Sima family, she advanced to the bone quenching realm at the age of six and was regarded as the proud daughter of the Sima family. It is loved by the whole family, young and old.

The years passed in a hurry, and more than ten years later, when Qin Ke's reincarnated body Sima Qingyan was seventeen years old, she had successfully broken through, advanced to the Gang Refining Realm, and became the only martial artist in the Sima family except for the head of the family, Sima De.

In this life, he specializes in martial arts, Qin Ke's demonic talent, and his cultivation progress is much faster than in Fengming Pavilion in his previous life, even if the Sima family is just a small martial arts family, it is difficult to hide his amazing dazzling light.

And Huo Xuan, his pseudonym Zhang Abao, has mediocre talent, more than ten years have passed, and his cultivation is still at the peak of the innate peak with most of the Sima family's disciples. In this regard, his teacher Sima De has already regarded him as one of the disciples who can give up training.

Huo Xuan didn't care about this qiē. He just silently stayed by his lover's side, different from the previous life, in this life, he put away the love in his heart, kept his duty as a 'junior brother', and did not dare to exceed the slightest.

For him, just like one of the many senior brothers, Sima Qingyan didn't pay too much attention, the girl was addicted to martial arts, practiced hard every day, and vowed in her heart to surpass her father, and one day, her cultivation would reach the highest level in the legend.

This is her biggest dream!

"There's an enemy attack!"

On this day, the Sima family received a big deal to escort a batch of priceless cultivation items for a large merchant in the Bazhou region. But I didn't know that this was a game set up by several opponents of the Sima family, intended to uproot the Sima family.

Three Gang Martial Artists, one Condensing Mystery Master, and a large number of good hands ambushed in the mountains and forests, and suddenly launched an attack. The team under the leadership of Sima De's father and daughter, although they gathered the strength of the entire Sima family, was still unable to resist the enemy's attack. Sima De was besieged by three martial artists, and Sima Qingyan was entangled by a Xuanshi who had reached the late stage of condensation, and the two fought back desperately, but they were still at a disadvantage, and the situation was precarious.

Huo Xuan also happens to be a member of the escort team. Seeing the enemy attacking strongly, the senior brothers and sisters around him who got along day and night were injured and fell one by one, and the beloved woman was also in danger at the moment, he sighed lightly, he had hidden his identity for so many years...... In the end, it was finally necessary to make a move.

"Definitely!"

A soft snort. But he saw that all the enemies who were attacking, including the four masters who were fighting fiercely with Sima De's father and daughter, at this moment, all of them were bound by a mysterious force, and their bodies were unable to move at all.

However, the Sima family's team was not affected at all. This sudden and strange scene made everyone in the Sima family stunned and unbelievable.

"Kill me!"

After a short period of distraction, Sima De reacted, roared wildly, waved the nine-ring broadsword in his hand, and solved the three sworn enemies around him with one knife. On the other side, Sima Qingyan also reacted in time, the long sword in his hand slashed, blood splashed, and the unlucky Condensing Xuan Master was killed instantly.

A group of disciples of the Sima family also came to their senses at this moment, and they took action one after another, launching a one-sided slaughter, and killing the enemy in a short time.

"Haha......"

Finally won and successfully eradicated the sworn enemy, Sima De, who was over the age of six, held a blood-stained broadsword and laughed wildly. And Sima Qingyan, put away his long sword, his beautiful eyes searched the crowd, and when his eyes fell on Zhang Abao, who was under Huo Xuan's pseudonym, his brows frowned slightly.

If you heard it right, the sudden soft drink just now was very similar to the voice of this inconspicuous junior brother Zhang Abao.

"Bao, come here!"

The girl beckoned. Huo Xuan smiled bitterly and walked over. He knew that he could hide it from anyone, and he couldn't hide it from her, maybe it was the wonderful induction between the underworld, she was so sensitive to everything about herself!

"Did you just do it?"

The girl glanced at Huo Xuan deeply and suddenly asked. As soon as these words came out, not only Sima De, but all the Sima family disciples present turned their eyes to Huo Xuan with disbelief.

Huo Xuan smiled and was noncommittal. But he was struggling in his heart, and today ...... It seems that it is her eighteenth birthday again, eighteen years of protection, and she has a thousand words in her heart, but she doesn't dare to say it...... Should I take this opportunity to sue her?

However, what if...... She awakened the memory of her past life again, what should she do, what should she do?

Huo Xuan was in a dilemma, looking at the girl's eyes, but they were full of tenderness and sweetness.

It is these eyes full of love that seem to touch the girl's hidden love strings in the depths of her heart, in her eyes, the taciturn junior brother in front of her, the appearance began to change, into a handsome man, his face, as if engraved in the depths of the soul for a long time, so familiar, unforgettable, never forget......

"It's you...... It's you ...... again."

The girl muttered to herself, and tears couldn't help but gush out of her eyes and slide down her delicate and beautiful face.

"Why won't you let me go...... Why?"

At this moment, the girl remembered all the qiē, in the past and present life, the demonic man had bloody hands, brutally slaughtered his relatives, and ...... In the seaside fishing village, the tender young man, with a sad face, made a heart-rending call to himself.

"It's me, Ke, I beg you, forget all the qiē before jì...... We're together, and we're never going to be separated, okay?"

Huo Xuan had already recovered his original appearance, with blue hair and a shawl, tears streaming down his face, begging bitterly.

"I can't forget, I can't forget ......"

The girl shook her head in pain and slowly closed her eyes...... At this moment, a little white light bloomed from his heart, and the familiar power, the scene that made Huo Xuan feel painful, was about to be staged again.

"Don't!"

He shouted frantically, and in his hand, the Nine Peerless Pagoda was sacrificed, and the tower body rotated, emitting a huge power that enveloped the girl's body, wanting to suppress the mysterious power of the person in the girl's body exploded.

At the same time, Huo Xuan extracted all the source crystal crystals that had accumulated over the years, turned into wisps of milky white air, and smashed into the girl's body.

But!

This qiē is still in vain. With a roar, a pillar of blazing white light rose into the sky, engulfing the girl's body in an instant......

What is Grief?

There is no greater mourning than the death of the heart.

Although Huo Xuan's heart is not dead, his soul seems to be torn apart, the pain is indescribable, as if the sky has fallen, the earth has collapsed and fallen, and he is the only one left in the whole world, alone, and he is just a walking corpse alive.

"Daughter!"

In my ears, there was a cry of sorrow. Huo Xuan's dull gaze saw Sima De lying on the ground with scattered ash fragments, crying loudly.

"Your daughter is the lover of my previous life, and this life ...... Her fate with your father and daughter is over, take care...... That's what I'm giving you!"

Piles of spirit crystal elixirs, Dao weapons of war, and cultivation resources that a big family and sect could only dream of, suddenly appeared in front of Sima De. After that, Huo Xuan turned to leave, and his back full of sadness disappeared into the void in an instant.

Sima De lost his beloved daughter, and looked at the pile of worthless cultivation items in front of him obsessively, and only after a long time did he let out a cry of sorrow, "Daughter!"

…………

Eighteen years.

When Lan Zhi saw Huo Xuan, who had returned to the Mountain Gate of the Poison Sect eighteen years later, his sad eyes and lifeless face as pale as a tree already knew a thing.

"Big brother, don't be discouraged, after a while, you still have a chance to meet Sister Qinke......"

Lan Zhi felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, and comforted her softly.

Huo Xuanmulan nodded, "Thank you." After saying this, he staggered towards his cave, his back was so lonely and lonely, full of deep sadness, which made people cry. (To be continued......)