Now, these past events are blooming under his feet over and over again, saying that there is no fluctuation in his heart, that is false, revenge, he avenged, Master said not to be innocent to commit murder, so he only killed the main messenger of that incident and the few people who killed his parents with his own hands that day.

In the capital of Yuanzhou, except for the occasional meal of noodles, he tried his best to make himself look down, not to think, not to read, not to see.

He has to be calm, he can't be murderous, otherwise he will be trapped here and can't get out, do you want that girl to save himself?

Thinking of that person, for some reason, his heart was a little warm, no longer the whole body was cold and piercing, Qing Han smiled self-deprecatingly, that girl had never given him any good face, he actually felt that she was very warm for a moment just now.

He must have been delirious from the torture he had been suffering for the past few days.

Thanks to this thought, he was finally able to move his golden feet, force himself not to look at the picture on the surface of the lake, look ahead, and start to hurry.

However, it has not been a dozen or so steps.

"Han'er, don't run around, embroidered a small purse for your mother today, from today onwards, you will have your own private money, come on, my mother will bring it to you." ”

Qing Han seemed to be frozen, his eyes were red, his whole body began to tremble, and his breathing began to become short.

If the scene of the day his parents left him was imprinted in his heart, but before revenge, he had always used this incident to warn himself, not to slack his cultivation, not to sway his Dao heart, so even if those scenes were met again, he could still adjust himself.

But the few beautiful things that remained in his mind when he was young were the ones he didn't dare to look at.

He was afraid, afraid that he would desire beauty, afraid that he would be jealous of others having beauty, thus producing a distorted personality, he had been deliberately avoiding, and then he experienced a lot of things, he thought that these dusty memories had long been forgotten by him.

But now just listening to such a sentence or two, he feels that he is dying.

His eyes looked uncontrollably at the lake, and a boy of about five years old, dressed very plainly, but because he had already begun to exercise, he ran vigorously, and threw himself into the woman's arms in three or two strokes.

The woman looked like she was only in her early twenties, so delicate that she couldn't do it, but she wasn't gaudy at all, and her eyebrows were overflowing with tenderness, and she picked up the boy and turned around happily a few times before she gently put the person down and tied a small purse with a tiger pattern in her hand to the boy's belt.

"A-Niang secretly put a little spirit bead in it, don't tell your father, otherwise, it will be snatched away by your father, do you know?"

After hearing this, the boy immediately untied his purse, carefully put it in his arms, raised his head and said in an innocent tone: "Auntie, Han'er has put it away, and I will never tell my father." This is Han'er's private money. ”

The lady was amused and praised the boy for his cleverness.

Qing Han on the surface of the lake couldn't stand anymore, so he knelt down directly, covering his heart with one hand and supporting the ground with the other, breathing faster and faster, and more and more difficult.

Why, why, obviously his parents didn't do anything, just to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors, they had to suffer such a catastrophe.

Qing Han couldn't control his heart anymore.

Why are good things so short for him forever?

Whether it is the relationship between parents or the friendship between teachers and students of the Master, it will always be so short, is he a lonely star? Isn't there anything good about meeting him?

That's right!

In order to give him a good backer and a good development prospect, his parents chose to go to the Mu family to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors after hesitating for so many years.

Thinking that although his father is a casual cultivator, he also has the cultivation of Yuanying, but the funds and resources have not been very good, otherwise he can completely start a mountain and establish a faction by himself.

It was also when he was teaching him to forge his body and induce qi into his body that he found out that he was different, and he was afraid that he would ruin him if he didn't teach him well, so he hurriedly went to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors.

Blame him!

At this moment, the Qing Han aura was abnormally disordered, and his eyes were red, as if he was in a demonic barrier, and he was going to take action the next moment.

Fortunately, the disordered spiritual power woke up the cold smoke of Zhihai, so that it could break away from the master's control and appear in front of him.

"Master, master, what's wrong with you? Don't think about it, these are illusions, you can't lose yourself here. Look, the water level has submerged the instep of your feet, this water eats people, wake up. ”

But Qing Han, who was immersed in self-blame, looked at the water that had submerged the instep of his feet, but felt a trace of pleasure.

"Hahaha, Hanyan, do you know that your master and I are a bad star, they were all killed by me, my parents, my master, they were all killed by me, if it wasn't for me, this wouldn't have happened. ”

Han Yan looked at the owner of some crazy demons, and was so anxious that he cried: "How come, the master is the best in the world, the master will pretend to be okay for the sake of the people of the world, even if he is seriously injured, he will pretend to be fine, and go to Zero State alone to reduce the demonic qi, even if you know that the gilded fox was raised by Meng Xinlan, but you kept her life because she saved a few lives, and did not blindly take revenge." ”

"Why is such a master a bad star? Wake up, the water is already in your calves, and you can't think about it anymore. By the way, think of the lamp girl who calmed your mind the last time you were in the Oasis. Yes, aren't you going to help her find a treasure to restore her body?"

When Qing Han heard this, he was obviously stunned, and the water level successfully stopped.

But he hadn't fully recovered from his self-blame, and subconsciously looked at Han Yan and asked, "Look, she was injured because of me, will she also ······?"

Han Yan immediately interrupted: "No, no, let's quickly find something to restore her body and stabilize her foundation, and it will be fine, if there is no one in this secret realm, we can go to other secret realms, or we can go to other places to find it." ”

Qing Han grabbed Han Yan's hand tightly as if he had grasped some life-saving straw, and said: "Yes, she is still alive, I injured her, I want to find her a strange treasure, and then stay away from her, so that she will also hate me." That way I won't have another chance to hurt her. ”

Han Cigarette tilted his head and looked at his master: "Master, Miss Bulb doesn't seem to like you either, she thinks you have a sick brain, and like a little daughter-in-law, it's very embarrassing to be with you." ”

Qing Han almost spit out a mouthful of blood, although after thinking about it carefully, Han Yan said such a thing, but it was very shameless to say it so bluntly.

So angry that he directly shook off Han Yan's hand, stood up and began to stride forward, not at all like he was about to go crazy, and the water level under his feet became lower and lower, and gradually returned to his feet.

Looking at the owner who has returned to normal, Han Yan once again feels that the young lady called the light bulb is her master's enemy, yes, what the senior brother in charge said, the enemy is the meaning of Fuxing, and protecting the enemy is to protect the master.

It seems that in the future, in addition to protecting the master, we must also protect the enemy, no, no, we should protect the enemy first, so that it is equivalent to protecting the master.

Qing Han, who didn't know that his sword spirit had betrayed his master, had recovered all his divine consciousness at this moment, and he couldn't see what was playing on the lake under his feet, because the words of his own sword spirit made his ears red.

How could it be, is he so annoying?

So, someone fell into deep memories, searching his stomach to think about whether anyone had given him any praise.

Thinking about it, it was only his master's words.

"Not bad, not bad. ”

"Yes, you can. ”

"Promoted again? That's better than your senior brother. Hahaha, good apprentice. ”

And then what you think about everything else is a blank.

He's so annoying?

Someone, who didn't shield the sword spirit at all, received a knife again.

"That's right, no one in the sect likes you except the master, and you don't have any friends outside the sect, master, you are really not likeable. ”

Qing Han directly turned around and gave her a roll of the eyes, and with a wave of his hand, he took back this angry sword spirit into his sea of consciousness.