Xing Tian muttered for more than an hour, but the muttering in the back did not listen carefully, what he said was nothing more than how he was abused by Gu Nancheng and how he was bullied. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info also thought that this kid might not be the Xingtian of the Four Poles, but when he heard that he was so dissatisfied with Gu Nancheng, it made him feel more and more that Xingtian wanted to kill Gu Nancheng, and because of his lack of strength, he colluded with the Extreme Emperor to kill Gu Nancheng's conjecture!

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Time passed day by day, and Luo Zhenren really never came again, but in addition to the flower girl, there was one more child who was full of complaints and often came to complain. It's just that it's been so long, but I haven't been able to see the so-called Miao King Gu Nancheng.

After a long time, listening to Xingtian's muttering became the only pastime for no confusion. Gradually, I felt that Xingtian, the kid, was actually a good person, maybe everything was my own crankiness. After all, no one knows what the hell is going on, maybe it's just that I'm thinking too much, there are so many names in the world, and there is a great god named Xingtian in ancient times!

On this day, Xing Tian came to the room where the blood lotus was again.

"Hmph, Dad and the slippery head old man have always gone out to play without me since they took that ugly woman! I'm so angry! I haven't been to Liaoguo yet! But it's okay, you don't take the master, the master is too lazy to drive for you! Anyway, it's you who enjoy it, and it's always the master who suffers and suffers! These adults are the best at talking nonsense, every time the master is tired, they say that the child knows how to be tired, I bah! Fart! The child is not a person! As soon as I say that the back hurts, the bull-nosed old way says that the child has no waist! Why do I hurt if I don't have a waist! There is no shame in two adults teaming up to bully a child!"

Although it's just a child's thoughts, it's quite touching, and I think it's the same when I was young. Whenever there is a good thing, there is no self, once you have to work, you think of children, lies are told 10,000 times and become the truth, when you grow up, you unconsciously follow these ridiculous lies to teach the younger generations, but you have long forgotten the dissatisfaction you had when you were a child.

At this time, I heard Xingtian's complaints, but it also evoked childhood memories. In addition to what Xing Tian said, the elders also like to talk about how bitter they were when they were children, and how happy their children are now. However, if every generation is like this, generation after generation is happier, then what kind of misery did human beings live in thousands of years ago? In fact, this is not necessarily the case, to put it bluntly, this is just a right of the elders, relying on the elders can say casually, relying on the elderly, they can make arbitrary conclusions without knowing the suffering of the younger generations, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, everyone has their own suffering, but the suffering is different. There is no comparison between people.

I remember when I was a child, how many people said that the muscles and bones of no confusion were too bad, and if you embarked on the martial arts, you would definitely be a waste of wood in the future! However, it was such a waste of firewood, but it was favored by the sword saint Wen Renyu and slapped everyone in the face!

"Well, if only you could talk...... Every time, I say it by myself, it's really boring...... It's time for me to go back to practice, and you're going to have to be reborn early. ”

Seeing Xingtian leave, he smiled in his heart, how could such a cute child be the aggressive Xingtian? I hope all this is his own nonsense......

Three years have passed in a flash, and a complete skeleton has been born in the blood, and the blood and water are wriggling, and the miserable whiteness of the bones is exposed from time to time.

Although he has bones, he still can't speak, he watched Xingtian grow up day by day, but he has never seen what Xingtian looks like under the armor, and he doesn't know if these two people are the same person?

In three years, Luo Zhenren has not been here once, and Gu Nancheng, the king of Miao, seems to have completely forgotten him as a person, and he has not seen him so far.

And Xingtian slowly grew older, his mind gradually matured, and he didn't like nagging so much, and the number of times he came to see Wufu became less and less, which made Wufu feel deeply lonely.

In the blink of an eye, it was another seven years, the color of the blood and water had become a little darker, and the white bones were attached to the complex meridians. In the past ten years, Xingtian has already grown from a child to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, and his personality has become more and more calm and introverted, and he no longer likes to chatter.

The place of rebirth has long been a place of meditation for Xingtian, and Xingtian is also the only companion of Wutian for ten years...... Although the two did not communicate, they also had an incomprehensible feeling, whether it was Wufu against Xingtian, or Xingtian against this blood lotus.

But as he grew up, the number of times Xingtian came became less and less, and even he never saw Xingtian again for a whole year.

In the next six years, Wu Wei felt that internal organs gradually began to grow on his body, and the day of resurrection was not far away!

Crunch......

The familiar sound of pushing the door sounded, and he smiled faintly in his heart, and there were many times, even if he only heard the sound of pushing the door, he could distinguish the person.

A thick arm pushed open the door, and it was Xingtian who came!

"I've been too busy lately, I haven't seen you for a long time, old friend, are you okay?"

Only Xingtian's own voice still echoed in the room, but he was used to it.

"In six years, you can be resurrected, I don't know if we can really become friends, or is it just my wishful thinking?" found a place to sit cross-legged and looked at the blood lotus quietly.

"Alas, I just accompanied my father back from Zhao Kingdom, Zhao Kingdom is in chaos now, although the Holy Monarch Xiao Tianyan has been extinct for almost a year, but the Holy Sect is inseparable from the various sects of Zhao Kingdom. This is miserable for those people, and my father has gone to Zhao State many times to ask for help from them, but unfortunately our strength is too weak to save so many people. You say, those martial arts people chant all day long what they think is justice, fighting, killing, and killing, how many innocent people have been harmed? Dad said that this group of people will not die well sooner or later. ”

Although Xingtian has grown up and become a lot deeper, he only rarely complains, but once he comes, the words seem to be incompatible. Over the years, it was a chaotic period when the Demon Sect used Xiao Tianyan's prestige to make waves in the Zhao Kingdom, but Gu Nancheng was the King of Miao and belonged to the King of Dali and not the Zhao State, so they didn't call those Western Regions sects the Demon Sect, but followed the Western Regions' own name and called the Holy Sect.