Although the enemy resisted desperately, the [Northern Spiritual Gong] was the first evil sect technique in the Tang Dynasty, and its strength was strong. Jiang Xiyue easily killed the head of the Ning family, a sixty-year-old man, with a sword!

"Kill!"

Jiang Xiyue's white face splashed countless blood beads, and he said coldly.

The entire Ning Clan's Immortal Cultivation Family, a full fifty-six people, was all killed by Jiang Xiyue.

Jiang Xiyue wrote in blood and water in the lobby of the Ning family: The Northern Hell Sect destroyed the Ning family here!

Jiang Xiyue stretched out her little hand and wiped the blood beads from her cheeks, and then, putting the blood beads in her mouth, she drank the blood greedily. But at this moment, the unexpected happened.

"Boom."

"Boom ······"

There was a slight cry of a baby coming from the wall.

"Secret room?" Jiang Xiyue held a blood-red long sword, and a sword shattered the wall, and sure enough, with a rumbling sound, the wall collapsed, and a secret room appeared. And in the secret room, there is the last little grandson of the Ning family, a baby who is only a few months old. At the last moment, the baby was hidden in the secret room by his mother, but unfortunately he was still discovered by Jiang Xiyue.

Jiang Xiyue, holding a long sword, slashed at a few months-old baby.

At this moment:

Her dark eyes suddenly had a strange color. She looked at the three-month-old baby, listened to the familiar and unfamiliar baby crying, and suddenly said, "Brother." ”

"Brother."

"He's like my brother."

Thinking was pulled back to six years ago in an instant, when she was chopping wild vegetables while carrying her younger brother on her back and coaxing her younger brother.

"Brother." At this moment, Jiang Xiyue's coldness disappeared, tears flashed in her eyes, and she walked towards the little baby.

"Boom." The chubby little baby continued to cry.

But then, Jiang Xiyue gritted her teeth again, she went crazy, she roared, "I remembered." ”

"Grandpa and Auntie, in order to support my brother, you sold me!"

"Brother, you must be living well now."

"But what about me?"

Jiang Xiyue's eyes turned bloody, and the whole person was on the verge of madness, she looked at the crying baby, and suddenly raised the blood-red sword in her hand:

Burst!

"Brother!" The moment the blood flowers fell, Jiang Xiyue shouted a miserable and angry voice.

Is it miserable? Or anger?

She doesn't know either!

"Ah !!" Jiang Xiyue's soul was violently stimulated, and the black mist was steaming.

Jiang Xiyue is about to wake up from the [dream] of a thousand years ago.

At the last moment:

The picture turned again.

When the white-haired master died, he said to Jiang Xiyue: "Remember, remember." ”

Oh?

"Fifteen full moons, blood moon volleys!"

"In the Xuanji Tomb, the secret treasure of the sect!"

"Remember!"

Oh?

Fifteen full moons, what's the matter?

Xuanji Tomb, what is it?

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"Ahh

"Brother!"

Jiang Xiyue let out a sad cry and woke up completely!! She subconsciously brandished a non-existent sword and slashed at her brother's position.

What kind of psychology is she?

Does she care for her younger brother and miss her younger brother, or does she hate her younger brother and hate her parents?

Perhaps, even Jiang Xiyue himself doesn't know.

After all, her parents, in order to support her younger brother, sold her.

"My brother is their child, and I'm not."

"Grandpa, Auntie, why do you want to do this to me?"

"No!"

Jiang Xiyue's whole body trembled, and a large amount of black mist emanated from the depths of her body. This weakened remnant soul seems to be on the verge of collapse.

This dream seriously stimulated the female ghost Jiang to attack the moon.

"Moonshot." Xiao Fan looked at the painful female ghost, and hurriedly stimulated the spiritual power of Changchun Gong, and the gentle spiritual power was like a trickling stream, injected into Jiang Xiyue's body.

Jiang Xiyue still roared frantically, and said, "Brother! ”

"Auntie, Grandpa, I miss you so much."

"Auntie, Grandpa, I hate you so much!"

"You sold me for my brother."

"Ah ······" Jiang Xiyue, who was in pain, felt like he was going to split into two!

Do you miss your parents and brother, or do you hate them?

She didn't know either.

"Woo, woo." But in the end, she burst into tears.

"Alright, alright." Xiao Fan put aside the fragment of the copied [Northern Spiritual Gong]. He comforted Jiang Xiyue: "Everything has passed, and those were all thousands of years ago. ”

"Jiang raids the moon."

"Ahh

Hearing Xiao Fan's voice, Jiang Xiyue finally woke up. Yes, it was all a thousand years ago, and I was already dead. In a later battle, he was killed by an enemy sneak attack. And after his soul collapsed, part of it hid in the bronze mirror.

It wasn't until a thousand years later that the bronze mirror was opened by Xiao Fan with blood······

"Whew."

"yes, it's been all these years." Jiang Xiyue muttered.

Xiao Fan shook his head, Jiang Xiyue used the [Dream Pillow] to enter the dream realm, after all, he gained something and got more [Exercise Fragments]. Xiao Fan handed the fragment of the exercise to Jiang Xiyue and comforted: "A thousand years have passed······ Also, I think your father and mother have no way to sell you. ”

"Yes." Jiang Xiyue sneered: "They sold me for the sake of their younger brother, for the sake of the boy and the heir." ”

"I'm just a girl."

"My parents sold me, they should be very happy, they should have a good life, right?"

"No, it won't." Xiao Fan felt that he had almost become a [psychiatrist], and he had just resolved the knots in Zhao Feng's heart, and began to appease this black-bellied little Loli. He explained, "Raiding the moon, no matter what happens to their lives later······ Selling you is always the most painful scar in their hearts. ”

"Huh." Jiang Xiyue sneered twice.

Xiao Fan shook his head and said, "Just talk about my parents." ”

"When I was a child, my family was also very poor, and I was only willing to slaughter a chicken during the holidays."

"At that time, I was very happy and munched on chicken."

"When I was young, I never paid attention: my parents only ate the vegetables in the chicken soup and gave me all the chicken." Xiao Fan shook his head and said, "I remember, after eating, father, father,"

"My father used to take the chicken bones I had eaten, and then split them and eat the marrow inside."

"When I found out, my father told me that he liked to eat bone marrow."

"Little me, I actually believed it." Xiao Fan said.

Jiang Xiyue's complexion finally changed. She looked at Xiao Fan, nodded, and said in her heart: Then I won't torture you tomorrow.

Every day deliberately let Xiao Fan cultivate the wrong [meridian route], which hurt Xiao Fan either to watch Odyssey pull bananas or to dig barnacles.

"Hmm." Jiang Xiyue suddenly said: "I also remembered a combat skill in the Northern Spiritual Gong. ”

"Oh? What is it? Xiao Fan said curiously.

"That's it: Blood Dragon Roar!" Jiang Xiyue said.

Oh?

Sonic attack?

Blood Dragon Roars!

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Li Yiyi was discharged from the hospital.

Li Yiyi, after all, was only a moderate concussion, and Xiao Fan had input the spiritual power of [Changchun Gong] before, so today, in the bright sunshine, Li Yiyi was discharged from the hospital. And Xiao Fan bought a bouquet of carnations from Lin's flower shop and gave it to Li Yiyi. Li Yiyi was very happy to accept flowers, but in fact, she preferred Xiao Fan to give her: roses.

After all, the rose symbolizes ······

The family returned to Li's villa, and Uncle Li Xiong was very happy and said, "At noon today, let's have a casual meal first." ”

Oh?

What do you mean?

I heard Uncle Li Xiong say: "You guys, do you know about the [State Banquet Restaurant]." ”

Oh?

Xiao Fan has been working as a psychiatrist in the past few days: either to solve Zhao Feng or to solve Jiang Xiyue. Especially Jiang Xiyue, yesterday I thought of being sold by my parents thousands of years ago, and I felt very uncomfortable. There is a saying: people need to spend their lives to heal a miserable childhood.

Jiang Xiyue, that's it.

But when she swung her sword and slashed the little baby, she had already fallen into the devil's path.

"However, the Demon Dao is not the Demon Dao, the spells of their sect, the blood dragon roars, but it is very powerful."

yes.

Blood Dragon Roars!

At this time, I heard Su Xue'er say: "Uncle, I have heard about this too." ”

Oh?

Listening to Uncle Li Xiong, he continued: "The State Banquet Restaurant actually invited a real: the heir of the Qing Palace's imperial chef to cook in the State Banquet Restaurant. ”

Oh?

The heir of the imperial chef of the Qing Palace?

"Yes," Huang Li also said, "This is not an ordinary chef." ”

"He is the descendant of the imperial chef in the [Qing Imperial Palace]."

"It is said that his grandfather cooked for the Empress Dowager Cixi."

Cooked for Cixi?

"The imperial food he made is said to be extremely delicious, and now, the rich people of the entire Hedong City want to go to the State Banquet Restaurant to taste the craftsmanship of the descendants of the imperial kitchen of the Qing Dynasty." Huang Li said proudly: "I, the day before yesterday, I have made an appointment successfully!" ”

"Tomorrow at noon," Huang Li said: "We will go to the State Banquet Restaurant, taste the craftsmanship of the imperial chef, and congratulate: My family has been discharged from the hospital in good health." ”

"Hmm." Uncle Li Xiong also nodded with satisfaction.

"Xiao Fan, you remember." Uncle Li Xiong said.

"Okay, okay." Xiao Fan nodded.

After lunch, tea and chat with Uncle Li Xiong, Xiao Fan returned to the garden villa. In the villa, Jiang Xiyue still plays online games, and it seems that yesterday's sadness does not exist. But Xiao Fan knew that Jiang Xiyue was so crazy and bloodthirsty, which had a lot to do with her tragic childhood.

When she was a child, she was sold by her parents. Later, because of his spiritual root, he accidentally joined the [Northern Netherworld Sect].

"Well, she plays her online game, and I continue to watch my: unzip video."

Oh?

What is it today? Or buckle barnacles?

"No, no, today it's the same classic: trimming cow's hooves."

Oh?

【Unzip Video】Which one is stronger?

Repair cow's hooves, buckle barnacles, and pinch instant noodles! If you don't believe it, you can take a look and absolutely decompress!

Today, while cultivating the painful [Northern Spiritual Gong], Xiao Fan watched the cultivation of cow hooves. I saw that the little brother used a unique tool to cut the dirty cow hooves layer by layer. When I finally found the inflamed place, I saw our little brother and squeezed it hard! Burst! Suddenly, a large amount of black-red liquid was squeezed out of the wound of the cow's hoof.

The cow was in pain and hissed. But the little brother just squeezed the wound hard, and finally squeezed all the stinky and dirty black blood water clean. At this time, the red meat has been exposed in the hooves of the cow, and the cow is in pain. At the critical moment, take out the white anti-inflammatory drug powder and sprinkle a large amount on the wound of the cow.