Although Han Zixie could feel the softness in his arms, he was more puzzled in his heart, and he didn't understand what was wrong with Beiming Zijue, and he actually cried when he saw him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Zixi patted Beiming Zijue's back, and then moved her body away to let Beiming Zijue stand up.

"Sister Zi Jue, what's wrong with you, why are you crying?" Han Zi Xie reached out and lost the tears on the pink cheeks of Zi Jue of the Northern Darkness.

Anyway, Han Zixie wanted to relax now and wait for the arrival of the monk's assessment, so he accompanied the North Darkness Zijue in the Scorpion Pond and sat on the stone next to the waterhole with the North Darkness Zijue.

"Sister Zijue, why are you crying here?" Han Zixie couldn't help but ask again.

"My father doesn't like me anymore, and he doesn't care about me anymore!" Beiming Zijue was silent for a moment, and then said pitifully.

"Your father doesn't care about you anymore, how is this possible!" Han Zi was startled, his brows furrowed slightly.

"That's right, since I started the bloodline lineage, my father's attitude towards me has been different, when he looks at me, it's like looking at an irrelevant outsider, only my brother in his eyes. Beiming Zijue said in a low voice, with sadness in his tone.

"What's wrong with your bloodline?" Han Zixie knew about the bloodline, because he himself had the Han family's bloodline.

"There are three kinds of Thousand Machines Pupil Bloodline Dao Transmission of our Northern Underworld Family, with the Void Arrow Bloodline of Thousand Machines as the ancestor level, the Yang Lost Bloodline Transmission of Thousand Machines as the descendant level, and the Thousand Machines Lossless Bloodline Transmission as the Shu level. ”

"And my bloodline Dao Inheritance is that Shu-level Bloodline Dao Inheritance, and it has not been lost to the sky! Although this Bloodline Dao Inheritance is the same as my brother's Bloodline Dao Inheritance, it is rare to see in a thousand years. ”

"But mine is the worst, and it's rare to see it in a thousand years... Even the most ordinary bloodline Dao inheritance is not as good, and even some of the clansmen in my family don't have the kind of love they used to cherish me when they look at me!"

Today's Beiming Zijue is different from the past, and she has heard more words today than Han Zixie has heard her say before he knew her.

After Han Zixie heard Beiming Zijue's words, he didn't speak, but became silent, and Beiming Zijue also felt a lot more comfortable after saying the words he held in his heart, and his heart no longer felt so uncomfortable.

"What if no one loves it? What if no one cares about it? What if you are ridiculed by others! As long as you have a strong heart, it will become harder and harder on the road of being destroyed, until after dyeing everyone's eyes with your own color, the most intense light will burst out, Sister Zijue, do you have such a heart?" After Han Zixi was silent for a moment, he looked at Beiming Zijue and said solemnly.

After hearing Han Zixie's words, Beiming Zijue only felt that her whole body was shocked, and she looked at Han Zixie blankly, her head roared, as if the whole world was quiet.

Compared with Brother Zixie, I am so cowardly, he grew up alone, no one to take care of him, no one to educate him, and he was even often bullied, ignored and ridiculed by others.

But he still has hope, dreams, and even more and more firm on the weathered growth path of his heart, and never shakes the dream in his heart because of the influence of others!

And what about me? Just because my father no longer values me so much, but I am despised by some people, that's all, compared with Brother Zixie, my grievances are not as good as one-ten-thousandth of his, what reason do I have to give up on myself?

Beiming Zijue looked at Han Zixie blankly, thinking of him who had come alone all these years.

"Let everyone's eyes be dyed with my color!" Beiyin Zijue muttered to herself, and a pair of jewel-like purple pupils began to brighten.

"Brother Zixie, I understand, thank you!" Beiming Zijue showed a happy smile on his face, and his smile was as brilliant as a white cloud penetrated by the sun.

"It's good to get it. Han Zixi smiled slightly, reached out and touched the little head of Beiming Zijue.

Feeling Han Zixie's wide palm, Beiming Zijue's delicate body trembled slightly, as if she had returned to her previous weak and shy appearance at this moment, her little face was slightly red, and her liver was jumping carefully!

I will follow in your footsteps until the day I can stand shoulder to shoulder with you......

In the afternoon, after Han Zixie sent the Northern Immortal Mansion back to the Northern Immortal Mansion, he left, but he did not go back, nor did he go to his cave mansion, but went outside the village, because he suddenly remembered something.

Two days ago, Deng Lao had come to Han Zixie, saying that he had a distant relative outside the village, who was his cousin's son, named Hu Kai, who was also at the peak of the little monk.

It's just that he is not from the village, so there is no way to come to Xianyin Village to participate in the Little Monk Competition, so he asked Han Zixi to take Hu Kai to Xianyin Village to participate in the Monk Competition.

Han Zixie was very strange why Deng Lao came to him, to be honest, if he asked Han Zixi to help fight for a place, it would really not be a difficult thing, Han Zixie was a little weak-hearted, could it be that the matter of "trading" between himself and Xianyin was discovered by Deng Lao? Impossible, Deng Lao is just a mortal!

However, Han Zixie also agreed to help Deng Lao's help, if nothing else, because he stole Deng Lao's two bags of flour two years ago to spoof the whole village, and after making a big fuss about the ancestor worship ceremony, he has not compensated Deng Lao!

As for why Deng Lao knew that Han Zixi had this ability, it was just that he knew the details of Han Zixie, not only Deng Lao, but basically everyone in the world knew it, but he didn't know!

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, there are still two days before the monk's assessment, and at this moment, above the sky outside Xianyin Village, more and more Changhongs fly towards Xianyin Village, gathering from all directions, and rushing into the gate of Xianyin Village.

The security and inspection matters of Xianyin Village are also becoming more and more important, and even in the last two days, the Northern Underworld War arranged for the descendants of the family to activate the Thousand Machine Pupils for investigation at every juncture!

On this day, among the many Changhong, a black shadow came slowly towards Xianyin Village, this is a black ship, ten zhang in size, this is the boat of Ziyin Village, as for the last time to participate in the big competition of Xianyin Village, Bei Yingquan Ke and the other two, they are no longer among them, but when they are about to arrive at Xianyin Village, they left the boat, and flew in front with their Ziyin.

However, there were more than a dozen teenagers standing on it, led by an old man, each with a proud look on his face, and when he looked at the Changhong around him, his eyes showed contempt.

Especially when they saw a shadow next to their boat that was almost parallel to the ship in Ziyin Village, these people laughed unscrupulously.

"Oh my God! These two people who didn't even lead the team stepped on tattered dirt bags and came to Xianyin Shangcun to participate in the monk assessment? You are here to insult, hahaha!"

I saw that next to the ship in Ziyin Village, there were two young men, one was wearing a cloth coat with a simple face, and the other was wearing a gray robe, somewhat handsome, but the two of them stepped on a broken knife and flew in the air......