"I don't know what it is, I just know it's far, far away from here. ”

Yan Ling was surprised, and she said, "Why are you here?"

The little beggar suddenly twisted again, but he still said in a straight voice: "I heard that the Immortal Sect will come out every ten years to select some worldly disciples with good qualifications to enter the Immortal Sect to cultivate, and I also want to try it." ”

As soon as she heard this, she immediately remembered that in the first few days when they had just arrived here, there were indeed many sects that had come out and brought a few disciples back. But this matter is over, and it is useless for him to come now.

Yan Ling looked at him with a determined look, and she couldn't bear to tell him, but she still said: "You are late, just the day before yesterday, those immortal sect people have already left here, they are now competing, and then they will leave directly." ”

When the little beggar heard this, he was stunned for a long time, he closed his eyes to hide his desperate and helpless look, and his whole body also withered.

"Well, you come with me, and I'll take you home. ”

The little beggar looked up suddenly, his eyes shining, as if he repeated in disbelief: "Hui...... Go home?" the hatred, despair, and unbearability in his heart all vanished in an instant, as if all the previous tribulations had become worthwhile.

"Yes, go home, my home will be your home in the future, and I will give you my father, mother, and brother, so that you will also have a home. Moreover, my family is also an immortal cultivator, so you can also cultivate when the time comes. Yan Ling smiled and said to the little beggar that she didn't know why, but she had this impulse in her heart, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

"It's not early, I'll take you back, the family should be in a hurry. Yan Ling led the little beggar behind him to rush back from the same way he came, and after a short time, he crossed the barrier and returned to the Wen family's courtyard in Moyong Mountain.

Back in the courtyard, Yan Ling first asked people to take him to wash up, and then took him to his father and mother. I saw a little boy with delicate facial features walking towards him, a little broken bangs on his forehead, and under his slender eyebrows was a pair of peach blossom eyes with purple glass eyes, and his eyes were watery. It's just that he may have been malnourished for a long time, and he has been exposed to the wind and sun, his skin is black and wrinkled, his expression looks uneasy, and his body is too thin.

As soon as Wen Lingfeng arrived at Yanling, he couldn't help but chatter: "You said that you are a girl's family, and before you can reach it, you dare to run around alone, and your courage is getting bigger and bigger." ”

Yan Ling stuck out his tongue and grimaced: "I'm young but my kung fu is high, only I can bully others, who dares to bully me!"

Wen Lingfeng rolled her eyes back.

Yin Wanyun pulled her to her and scratched her nose affectionately: "You, don't let your father and mother worry, naughty!"

Yan Ling was clingy to his mother for a while, then stood up and pulled the little boy who had been standing aside and introduced: "Daddy, father, mother, this is the boy I saved on the street, he wants to cultivate, but he is homeless, I will bring it back, Daddy, you can see, can he cultivate?"

"Oh, what's going on?" Wen Zichu has always been reluctant to talk much, except in front of his wife, even if it is a child, he will not talk too much.

Yan Ling described the experience of going down the mountain today.

After hearing this, Yin Wanyun said sadly: "Now this person, his heart is really bad, such a young child can bear to bully." ”

Wen Zichu looked at the child with delicate features in front of him and didn't believe that he could be a beggar, and he had never seen purple eyes, and he had never heard of anyone with eyes of such color, but there was nothing wrong with looking at his thin body. Looking at his uneasy look, his heart fluctuated somewhat.

Yin Wanyun was overflowing with motherhood, and pulled him in front of him to take a good look. "It's a handsome appearance, why is he so thin and living on the streets. How old are you this year, and what happened to your family?" asked in a soft voice with a look of pity on Yin's face.

The boy was a little shy and overwhelmed by Yin Wanyun, and said shyly: "The kid is 12 years old this year, and the family doesn't know it, and he was already a little beggar when he remembered." ”

"Oh?" Yin Wanyun was surprised: "12 years old?" she looked at the child who was not yet her daughter's height, and her heart was sour.

The boy nodded.

"Do you want to cultivate?" Wen Zichu spoke, his expression was slightly dissatisfied, his voice was also threatening, and his eyes stared at the boy fixedly.

The boy didn't know what offended him, and he cramped up again, but he also said "um" firmly.

Yin Wanyun couldn't see it, glared at Wen Zichu, and blamed: "If you want to ask, ask well, what are you scaring him for?"

Wen Zichu looked at the boy's gaze and was even more dissatisfied, and he said in a cold tone: "Come and I'll take a look." ”

The boy looked at Yan Ling, and when he saw the other party nodding, he walked in front of Wen Zichu.

Wen Zichu saw this scene and coughed warnly.

"Hand out!"

The boy did as he was told.

Wen Zichu put two fingers on the boy's veins and probed them in with spiritual power, he frowned, let go of his hand and said indifferently: "The qualifications are extremely poor, and the physique is also weak, so I don't have either, what kind of cultivation are you talking about!"

The boy looked depressed, hung his head, did not dare to look up, and said to Yan Ling in a deep nasal voice: "I'm sorry to disappoint you. "The first time, the first time he was annoyed by his failure, he didn't have a face, he didn't care if he had suffered so many setbacks, but this time, he was extremely resentful of God. Is he really the garbage that has been given up by God? Is he really a broom star? Why does he work so hard and resist again and again, but he is still a weak person, does he deserve to be bullied to death in this life?

Seeing that the boy was full of depression, Yan Ling glared at his father with some disapproval, and comforted: "It's not your fault, and you haven't disappointed anyone. If you can't practice, you can practice kung fu, and if you are weak, you can exercise!

Wen Zichu was very unhappy when he was glared at by his daughter, and now he received the other party's warning eyes, so he could only reluctantly say "um".

"Daddy, mother, brother, let him live in our house in the future, just have a companion with his daughter." ”

Wen Lingfeng was unhappy, "What, with a new person, forget the old person, isn't it, who accompanied you before." ”

Yan Ling said arrogantly: "How old are you, we don't have a common language." ”

Yin Wanyun Dao also agreed, she said: "Since Ling'er has been brought back, let him live in our house, it doesn't hurt to have one more person in our family." Poor child, this is your home from now on, we are all your family, and you will not live the hard life you had before!" Yin Wanyun touched the boy's head, and her tone was gentle, but the little boy's body became more and more stiff. Yin Wanyun felt that something was wrong, and followed the boy's gaze, just to see Wen Zichu turn his head and look like nothing, and laughed helplessly. I had to let go of the boy, afraid that if I grabbed him again, I would let him be killed by Wen Zichu's eyes, this jealous guy.

The two people with the highest status in the family both spoke, and the others naturally had nothing to say.

"Mother, he doesn't have a name yet, let's give him a name. Yan Ling saw that his father and mother were about to leave, and suddenly remembered that the boy had no name yet, so he stopped them.

Wen Lingfeng stopped and turned around, looked at the boy and thought for a while: "Since you came to our house, it means that your past hardships have disappeared, and you are an ambitious person, then take the name Xinxiao, and you will come to the nine heavens after all the hardships." Then he flicked his robe and walked away.