Chapter 3 Misfortune is not a one-way street

When the baby in his arms heard Mo Wentian's three words, he giggled happily! Amused the couple with great joy! As soon as the child was born, the family spoiled him as a baby!

But the good times didn't last long! The god of doom once again patronized Mo Wentian!

At dusk, the autumn water is the same color as the sky, and the sunset and the lonely bird fly together. As the sun sets, the night has quietly come to an end.

A head with a grass ring poked out from the corner of the mountaintop, and there was no trace of fluctuation in the grim gaze, or ruthless and ruthless, and there were more than a dozen heavily armed people hiding in several places nearby, dressed in night clothes, and they were waiting for the opportunity to move, and the autumn colors brought a little coolness,、、、、

The night was dark and the wind was high, and the cool autumn wind blew through the yellowing of the dead grass. Dark clouds and lightning covered the entire cottage and several nearby hills, and the temperature plummeted, adding a bit of gloom to this quiet and beautiful mountain village, and the last rain of late autumn was approaching. A crow crowed a few times and disappeared into the dark night, and soon its usual silence returned, except for a few dog barks from time to time, only the sound of these people's breathing remained、、、

In the courtyard of the owner of Qingfeng Village at the foot of the mountain, he was happy at this moment, and he didn't know that an extinction disaster was close at hand. The people are preparing for the 10th birthday of Mo Wentian, the master of the young village.

"Ask the sky, come here grandpa, and my father will give you a sword (Taiyin Divine Sword)!" The owner of Qingfeng Village, Mo Peng, said to his precious son.

"Dad, don't sell it, take it out and take a look!" Mo Wentian said coquettishly to the head of the family.

"Come on, go to my study and bring up my iron box" Mo regretted looking at his precious son dotingly, and then said to the housekeeper.

"The owner of the village, the treasure has been brought!"

"Butler, open it, let Wentian take a look at this ......" Mo regretted not finishing his words, there was still a plum blossom needle-like dart on his forehead, and the family had not recovered from the atmosphere just now, and five or six family members had already fallen to the ground and never got up again.

"Kill 、、、 and leave no one behind", and after the man in black who led the leader snatched the box from the butler, he ordered the following blacks.

"Yes!" replied a few of them.

"Ask the sky, go quickly, go 、、、!" Mo Wentian's mother, who was the first to react, took Mingqiu in her arms, jumped into the courtyard, and then jumped on the roof and hurriedly ran out.

"Chase, don't let one go!" the leader roared at his men again.

More than a dozen black-clothed people heard the sound and chased after him, and soon saw the figure of Mo Wentian's mother and son, for the mother who only cultivated as Mo Wentian, the middle warrior cultivated as Mo Wentian, tonight was in a catastrophe, and he couldn't see the cultivation of the chasing soldiers at all, indicating that at least they were all martial artists' cultivation, and now he could only sacrifice his life to save his son, and then tore off his clothes, bit his index finger and scribbled a few lines on the placket, hurriedly stuffed it into his son's arms, and then ordered his son's sleeping hole, put it in the grass, and led the pursuers away alone、、、

The next day, after the baptism of last night's heavy rain, the morning air seemed fresh, the sun was hanging on the branches as always, and the grass was lying full of a little boy with a muddy body, his face was slightly immature, but there was a little more fear and vicissitudes. The heavy eyelids were picked, and he opened his eyes with difficulty, his hands naturally covered the sunlight shining on his face, and he felt that something was resting on his chest, and the little boy withdrew a bloody placket and opened it to take a look

"Ask God, I'm sorry! Mother is useless, I can't protect you, I can't protect our Qingfeng Village, from now on, my mother can't be by your side, you must live well, live strongly, don't take revenge, you are not their opponent, you are the only one left in the Mo family、、、、、 go to find your father for your father, take care! Looking at the bloodstained clothes, the little boy's tears finally couldn't help the attraction of gravity, and tears the size of beans were rolling down from his eyes, and he fell to the ground on his knees, hugging his head and crying

"Father, mother、、、、、 I swear here that this revenge will be avenged, and I will definitely cut the murderer with a thousand knives to pay tribute to you," after speaking, the little boy wiped away his tears and carefully put his clothes in his arms, so as to warn himself to take revenge. Walked out along the dirt path、、、

But not long after he left, a discordant voice came from behind him: "Isn't that a famous young master, catch me alive"

didn't have time to think about it, Mo Wentian consciously pulled his legs and ran, no matter where he was ahead、、、 after a while, he was forced to the edge of the cliff.

"You little rabbit cub, you are running, why don't you run, keep running、、、 the old man chased all night, I'll see how I torture you, hahaha、、、"

"Don't come here, I'll jump off if you come over again" Mo Wentian said in a panic, but he was thinking again, "It's better to die than to be caught, and there may be a chance to jump off the cliff!"

"Okay, you pick it out for me, hahaha、、、 just obey."

"Ah、、、、、、、h

In the process of falling, from time to time I was hung by the branches on the cliff, but fortunately I didn't touch anything hard, and in terms of the middle martial arts cultivator, these injuries and pains are still within the acceptable range, and if I hit the rock, I guess I will have to braid.

Mo Wentian was struggling in his heart, and roared in his heart, "God, you are unfair, you have already let me die once, why do you still refuse to let me go! If I don't die this time, I will definitely fight against you, grandma's bear." Roaring while being hung by the branches、、、

Bang 、、、's eyes darkened, and he completely fainted, and it turned out that the bottom line of the cliff was a pool. Jumping off such a high cliff, the speed in the end can be imagined, fortunately, Mo Wentian has a strong physique, changed to someone else, and before he fell into the pool, he was already dead. This should be considered fateful.

(Predicting what will happen next, please see the next chapter breakdown)