Qin Xiaotian took Bai He's words and said with a hint of comfort: "Master, now that the three elders of the Wind Demon Relic Clan have been removed, you should sit back and relax." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "What's more, the demon beasts in the Damai Mountain, as long as they prevent the clansmen from going into the mountains to hunt less, and try to avoid conflicts between the two sides, I don't think they dare to make a mistake easily! If I guessed correctly, among the foreigners, except for a few leaders who are transformed by demon beasts, the others should be the villagers in the mountains, they have some brute strength, but almost all of them are brave and unscrupulous, with the wisdom of the master, they will never attack rashly.

A few worries flashed on Bai He's face, so he had no choice but to do so, I hope so! I see that you haven't closed your eyes all night, hurry back to your room to rest! At this time, Qin Xiaotian really felt sleepy, said goodbye to Bai He, and went into his room to sleep.

Soon after he fell asleep, the figure of the young man from before him appeared before his eyes. He was a thief, but his gaze was filled with some respect for him. On his pale face, I saw his calmness and persistence in dealing with things, but I don't know who he is looking for? Qin Xiaotian pondered like this, and unconsciously entered the dream realm・・・・・・・・

Breaking into his dream was a beautiful and familiar picture, with low earthen walls and a tranquil mountain landscape in front of which was a river flowing eastward・・・・・・・

The six- or seven-year-old child was shirtless, with a childish smile on his face, and clear and crystalline droplets of water on his forehead trickled down his white face. His short black hair bathed the river, and the dazzling sunlight shone on his thin body, and he looked at the clear and even transparent river water, and laughed again.

In the simple and fresh picture, this is the peasant life in a small border town of the O'Marley Empire, where Qin Xiaotian was born, and the low earthen wall across the river is his home.

Suddenly, after taking a bath, the child climbed out of the river, came to the shore and put on his clothes, and then ran home. Although the people here are simple, there is a large family here, and there are thousands of households. In this big family, everything is controlled by the patriarch. It also includes the fate of the individual, poverty, wealth, and so on. The young Qin Xiaotian was born here, and he was imprisoned by many clan rules since he was a child.

The child slipped back into the earthen walls of his house. Although his family is poor, in this family, his family's life belongs to the lowest level of the family. His parents were illiterate peasants, but they were particularly strict with Qin Xiaotian, and they hoped that he would be more literate and not be like them.

There is a private school in the family, which was funded by the patriarch, and a few people with a little literary talent were selected from the clan as Qin Xiaotian's teachers. Qin Xiaotian spent his childhood in a private school.

Qin Xiaotian sat down quietly, took out a book and read it, one pretending to let his parents know that he was studying hard, and the other was to avoid being beaten by his parents. Because at this time, the parents soon returned from working in the fields.

He was anxious to hope for his parents to return soon, when suddenly it rained heavily, and the bean-sized raindrops smashed on the tiles above his head, making a crisp sound, and after a lightning bolt, a dull thunder that was about to tear the sky apart suddenly sounded, and Qin Xiaotian was awakened.

At this time, Qin Xiaotian opened his eyes in confusion, his mind was still lingering in the dream, and he muttered: "Isn't that me when I was a child?" Isn't it too homesick, just pondering like this・・・・・ he unconsciously thought of Wang Yanran, the wife of the Bathing Sect, and he felt that he owed her in this life! It seems that it is time to leave here.

Early the next morning, a tired Qin Xiaotian came to see Bai He with an uneasy mood. After sitting down, he hesitated for a long time before he said in a low voice: "Master, now that the three elders of the Wind Demon Relic Clan have been removed, I should leave here, lest the remnants of their party take the opportunity to retaliate!"

His straightforwardness made Bai He and Bai Honghong, who was standing aside, a little uneasy, and they persuaded at the same time: "Everything is fine, now that the remnants of the party have basically been cleared, please don't worry!" No, I understand your kindness, as a disciple of immortal cultivation, I still have a lot of things waiting for me to complete. What's more, my wife is still waiting for my return from the Bathing Sect?

The next morning, the weather was a little cold, and when I went out, the ground was covered with a very thin layer of frost, and everywhere looked like a salt pile that could never be dug up, and this kind of weather would be sunny at noon. Qin Xiaotian stood in the frost, his face was slightly red, Bai He instructed Bai Hongshui, raise a glass for him, and the servant carried a large cloth bag on his shoulder, and the cloth bag was full of gold coins, which was a personal reward that Bai He was going to give to Qin Xiaotian at the commendation meeting a few days ago, but unexpectedly let the remnants of the three elders stir up the scene, so that he missed the opportunity.

The servant handed the cloth bag full of gold coins to Bai Hongshui, and said in a low voice: "Young Master, this is a gift prepared by the patriarch for Master Qin!" Bai Honghong smiled and took some gold coins, stepped forward and bowed to Qin Xiaotian and said: "Brother Xiaotian, the road is far away, please accept this little gift!" Qin Xiaotian hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head and said: "I have your kindness in my heart, I can't accept it, I can't accept other people's favors casually!"

Bai He was not happy at this time, strode forward, and took Qin Xiaotian's hand, how can this be done? Isn't it just a few worthless gold coins? Take it! If you don't accept it, you will look down on my Wind Demon Relic Clan, and you have to weigh this matter! Qin Xiaotian looked at his eyes full of worry, and replied for a long time: "Since this is the case, I might as well obey my fate if I am respectful." ”

Bai He patted him on the shoulder, that's it, manly man, be straightforward, this is what I value you the most. At this time, the sun passed through a gray cloud, shining warmly on the white earth, and gradually a thin layer of mist was suspended in the air ・・・・・, enveloping this mountain and river.

Qin Xiaotian said goodbye to Bai He and Bai Honghong and the others, and walked forward, and after a while, his figure disappeared on the mountain road covered in fog. There were few pedestrians on the mountain road, and occasionally I saw a few middle-aged men with heavy burdens on their shoulders, and they were trembling towards him, with almost no expression on their faces, and they just kept their heads down and hurried away.

At this moment, a young man suddenly popped out from the side of the road, he was quick with his eyes, and took the contents of the basket with the momentum of taking the sheep, Qin Xiaotian could really see that the young man was the thief he had encountered in the village of the Wind Demon Relic a few days ago.

Don't let himself think too much, Qin Xiaotian stepped forward, grabbed him with both hands like a wind, and said loudly: "Put the things down for me!" This shout, several porters immediately reacted, and shouted: "There are thieves, dare to rob in the light of day!" So he stopped, looked at the young man with an angry face, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to rush over.

Qin Xiaotian grabbed the young man and reprimanded, "Why are you again? You unrepentant thing!" The young man's face changed greatly, his hands trembled in fright, and he knelt on the ground and was silent. (To be continued.) )