Tears stained Sun Hao's robe, arms tightly hugged Sun Hao's waist, Wang Qiong smiled and cried.

Sun Hao's heart couldn't help but flood with all kinds of memories of that year.

At that time, he was seriously injured and lay in bed for almost a year and couldn't move.

It is her sister Wang Qiong, who wipes her body every day to make her body fresh and refreshing at all times.

Sun Hao clearly remembers that at that time, the doctor said that he couldn't move and needed a massage, so Wang Qiong slowly kneaded his muscles every day.

At that time, the family was poor, and the savings were all for self-treatment, and what she ate was the best in the family, and her sister often silently looked at the things in her bowl and kept her saliva, but she never ate her own food once, even if she deliberately kept it and didn't finish it, she kept it for herself.

Sun Hao remembered that when he first cultivated the Thunder Law Refining Body, Wang Qiong was very frightened and said to himself: "Brother, let's not cultivate, okay?"

Sun Hao remembered that on the eve of his decision to participate in the sect soul test, Wang Qiong was afraid that he would not be selected, so he comforted himself and sent himself to participate in the selection with his mother.

Sun Hao still remembers that when he was successfully selected into the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls, although his sister Wang Qiong was proud, she didn't have much joy, what she hoped was that she could stay, like a mortal, ordinary and ordinary, and live her life.

She doesn't want to get ahead, she just wants to be safe.

She said she would wait for herself to come back, and the result would be to remember herself every day for decades.

She is very ordinary, ordinary-looking, slightly fat, and has two front teeth.

But this kind of ordinariness for decades. Accumulated together, but Sun Hao saw the greatness and extraordinary.

Genuine, concern for loved ones, genuine, expectations and prayers for loved ones.

Mortals can sometimes do extraordinary things that are enough for the monks to look at them.

Sun Hao felt that his sister Wang Qiong let herself sigh to herself.

all these years. Although Sun Hao occasionally thinks of Wang Qiong, in fact, Sun Hao should have found time to come back and take a look, but Sun Hao didn't.

Perhaps, that would slow down Sun Hao's cultivation speed.

Perhaps, the most important thing for a monk is to cultivate, and the sophistication of human feelings or something should not become a fetter.

However, this moment of really facing Wang Qiong. In Sun Hao's heart, there was a faint sigh of self-sighing.

Slowly, Wang Qiong, who was hugging Sun Hao, gradually regained her composure, but her arms were still holding Sun Hao tightly, and she said in her mouth: "Brother, you are finally back." ”

Sun Hao touched her hair and said apologetically, "Qiong'er, brother is back." Sorry all these years. Keeping you waiting. ”

Rubbing his head on Sun Hao's body, Wang Qiong said softly: "Brother, it's good for you to come back, Xiao Qiong is willing to wait for a long time, but, just." My mother was gone many years ago. ”

Sun Hao sighed: "Qiong'er, I have suffered you all these years." ”

Wang Qiongbei came from it, hugged Sun Hao again and cried.

Sun Hao raised his hand and let Wang Qiong fall asleep. Gently placed it on the bed, and then, just like Wang Qiong guarded her injured self back then, she sat quietly in front of the bed, waiting for her to wake up.

Outside the house, Xia Chuan was already puzzled, and according to Sun Hao's instructions, he found a vacant room to move in.

He wondered why the master was obviously from the Southern Continent, but why there was an inexplicable extra sister here who had been waiting for him for a long time.

Wondering, Xia Chuan didn't ask much, and lived in Wang Village with peace of mind.

What Xia Chuan didn't expect was that in Wang Village, he would live for more than a year, and besides, the master arranged a strange cultivation content to the extreme, but he was forcibly driven into the Thunder Valley every day, and suffered from lightning strikes.

Thunder Law refining body, refining first.

Since Xia Chuan has not yet condensed the Tiangang Earth, although it is rumored that the Aoyu Shengang Ba Law Refining Bird Dragon Elephant is like a dragon, this lightning resistance is not a little worse than Sun Hao, and it is strange that he is not killed by thunder.

Sun Hao'an was at ease, leisurely, and accompanied his sister Wang Qiong.

Although Wang Qiong hopes that Sun Hao will accompany him like this for the rest of his life, he also knows in his heart that it is impossible, so he especially cherishes the time with Sun Hao.

And with Wang Qiong's story, her experience over the years also made Sun Hao feel distressed.

Soon after Sun Hao left, his mother was seriously ill, and after two years of bedridden, he died, Wang Qiong at that time, without relatives, was helpless in his heart, and had no choice but to marry Huang Feng, a fisherman who was more than ten years older than himself.

Huang Feng wanders at sea all the year round, fishing to support his family, and the couple barely survives.

More than 20 years ago, Huang Feng was old, and when he was fishing, he was buried in the sea, and Wang Qiong, who had no children, was lonely and miserable, sitting alone in the fishing village, looking at the sea from afar, waiting for his brother to come back.

However, even if she married into the Huang family, the basswood in her hands was still a moment a day, never stopped.

She always believed that her brother would come back.

Sure enough, in the end, I waited for my brother to come back.

Wang Qiong's experience is ordinary and simple, she has basically never been out of Thunder Soul Island.

However, Wang Qiong's life, in the ordinary, made Sun Hao see the flash.

Her strong brother-sister feelings for herself, and her strong longing for herself, made Sun Haoyuan's baby feel angry, and unconsciously, she rose to the top of the old and the high.

Moreover, I have lived with Wang Qiong for more than a year.

Sun Hao felt like an ordinary fisherman, got to know the neighbors around him, and learned to communicate with ordinary people.

There is always a faint warmth in my heart.

A lot of cultivation was put down, everything went naturally, Sun Hao simply accompanied Wang Qiong like this, and his heart was completely calm.

As if he was hanging with his parents during the Qingming Festival, Sun Hao's heart was once again washed, and in this ordinary small fishing village, it was very peaceful and peaceful.

Accompany Wang Qiong to talk, teach Zhou Hongxi to learn words, and supervise Xia Chuan to refine his body, and his life is plain and peaceful.

Even, Sun Hao didn't deliberately pay attention to any changes in his Yuan Ying's heart.

At this moment, in Wang Village, the only thing Sun Hao did was to accompany his sister.

Wang Qiong's face had more smiles.

Some of the wrinkled skin stretched out again, just like when Sun Hao had recovered from his injuries, Wang Qiong, who had no mental burden, finally regained her smile.

She likes to laugh, but halfway through a laugh, she often covers her mouth with her hands to avoid exposing her conspicuous front teeth.

In about half a year, something unexpected happened to Sun Hao.

In his consciousness, Xiao Huo, who had been sleeping all along, actually woke up again and appeared on Sun Hao's shoulder.

The little fire that woke up, the memory was still broken, like a newborn, and he didn't know anything.

However, Wang Qiong, when she saw that Xiaohuo was still alive, burst out with considerable enthusiasm.

The two of them were good friends back then.

She thought that Xiaohuo had died of old age a long time ago, but she remembered that Xiaohuo was very old back then.

Now, the appearance of Xiaohuo surprised her unexpectedly.

Naturally, Wang Qiong took Xiaohuo from Sun Hao's shoulder.

To tell the truth, the moment Wang Qiong took Xiaohuo away, Sun Hao subconsciously wanted to stop it, but the hand he stretched out took it back.

Inadvertently, looking at Wang Qiong, who was holding Xiaohuo and helping Xiaohuo recall the past, Sun Hao's face showed a faint smile.

Xiaohuo's character was deeply influenced by Wang Qiong.

In the burial ruins, the strong rat was careless, which once annoyed Sun Hao, and sometimes, he even had to be distracted to take care of Xiaohuo.

Therefore, when Wang Qiong picked up the small fire again, Sun Hao's first reaction was to stop it.

The small fire is now, like a blank sheet of paper.

Maybe you can take this opportunity to change her personality and make her stronger.

However, seeing the light on Wang Qiong's face.

I saw the ignorant little fire.

In Sun Hao's heart, a thought suddenly sprung up, is the changed Xiaohuo still a Xiaohuo?

Although Xiaohuo has many shortcomings, Xiaohuo is Xiaohuo.

Now that she is sick, what she should do is to help her recover her old memories and let her recover like Wang Qiong.

If she is allowed to shape it according to her own ideas, then what will be reborn in the end is just the shell of Xiaohuo, and its core, its soul, will really fall.

Thinking of this truth, a faint smile appeared on Sun Hao's face.

At this time, Wang Qiong had already walked to the courtyard with Xiaohuo, pointed to a stone pier, and said with a smile: "Xiaohuo, remember, back then, here, you knocked over my oil lamp......"

Xiaohuo tilted his little head, as if he was thinking about it carefully.

After half a sound, his body jumped, jumped up, and scurried forward, speeding over the stone pier.

Wang Qiong clapped her hands and laughed: "Xiaohuo is so smart, yes, yes, that's it, that's it, that's it, you ran too hard back then, and knocked over my oil lamp ......"

"Xiaohuo, back then, it was here that you stole the conch I gave to my brother......"

Xiaohuo's little paws covered his little face.

Wang Qiong clapped her hands and smiled: "That's right, that's right, you also had this expression back then......"

Sun Hao watched quietly from the side.

At this moment, what Sun Hao didn't know was that in his dantian, Yuanying's heart fire was shining brightly, and it had grown rapidly. (To be continued.) )