Finally, after a long search of three hours, Nangong Mu found two corpses in a pile of rubble, which were his parents in this world. In the rest of the www.biquge.info of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion, no other corpses were found, perhaps, the second elder had dismissed everyone and left them alone to buy time for everyone to leave.

But what Nangong Mu didn't expect was that there were almost no knife wounds, sword wounds and other wounds on the second elder's body, and the fatal one was the dagger inserted in his chest, and this dagger was carried by the second elder.

"This ......" Nangong Mu looked at the name of the second elder on the dagger, his face was full of doubts, and he paused: "Could it be that they all committed suicide? Why is this happening? Under what circumstances did they choose to commit suicide and die? Who is the enemy they are facing? With only those small sects, it is impossible for the second elder to choose to commit suicide, who is the enemy?"

With full of questions, Nangong Mu slowly removed the daggers from his parents, and then carried them to the stream to wash off the ashes on their bodies, and finally found a place near the mountains and rivers, buried the two elders together, put their hands together, and let them spend hand in hand in heaven, never separated.

And just when the tombstone was inserted, Nangong Mu seemed to see another self in his mind, and heard the transparent young man slowly speak: "Thank you, put my father and mother in the ground, so that I can also feel at ease." The matter of revenge in the future will be entrusted to you, but the other party is extremely powerful, not that you can compete at this time, before reaching the top master, do not act rashly, remember. ”

"As for who the other party is, I can't tell you, I hope you practice hard and stop just having fun like me. When the time comes, you will know who your enemies are. Remember, don't disbelieve or trust all those around you. Okay, I'm leaving, let's make good use of this body. ”

"Hey, don't go, I have something to ask you, hey......" Nangong Mu hurriedly stopped, but the transparent shadow did not stop, floating in the distance in his mind, farther and farther away, more and more blurred, and finally disappeared completely. And at this moment, scenes that had never existed before kept flashing in Nangong Mu's mind:

In that familiar room, a child of three or four years old was running on the floor, with a carefree smile on his face and a giggle in his mouth. At the wooden table, a young couple snuggled, looking at the children running around with a happy face, a family of three, hairy and happy.

"Mu'er be careful!"

The young woman exclaimed, jumped over, hugged the child who was about to fall to the ground, stretched out her jade finger and gently scraped the bridge of the child's nose, and said softly: "How many times have you said it, let you be careful, look, you have fallen again." This time, you have to remember your mother's words, don't be so careless again. ”

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As time passed, the boy quickly grew up, and he was already a ten-year-old boy, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and everyone praised him for his good martial arts skills, and he was a rare martial arts wizard in a hundred years. Why don't you like to practice martial arts, you just want to play, and every time you practice martial arts, it's just for show.

This made his parents feel a headache, and his mother also told him that he must practice martial arts well, so that he can have a good future and not be bullied. But the boy told his mother that he didn't like to practice martial arts, and that he was protected by his parents, who would dare to bully him, the young master of the Qianling Sword Sect.

When the boy reached the age of fifteen, he practiced martial arts perfunctorily at the request of his parents, and could barely be called a beginner martial artist. But if you want to take over as the head, the difference is too far, which makes your parents very anxious. But he doesn't take it seriously, he only plays with good people every day, especially a few beautiful maids around him, and he is called to the big bed every night.

If it weren't for the good men in the sect, it is estimated that a pair of children would have been born. In order to contain his playful heart, his parents married the Situ family, who had good friends in the world, and the two children were the same age, and decided to get married when they reached the age of seventeen, let the woman control the boy, and let him practice martial arts seriously, so that he could take over the Qianling Sword Sect in the future.

Because the boy does not like to practice martial arts, he is often laughed at and even bullied, and every few days, he has to go home with a lottery. This makes the parents extremely heartbroken, please the best Langzhong, use the best medicine, and buy the best food...... As long as they can think of it, they will not hesitate to find it for the boy. And every time I went to find the theory of the party that beat people, and there were even fights a few times.

When he was sick, his parents stayed by the boy's side day and night, and did not feel free to do anything else until the boy was fully recovered. The strong father's love and full mother's love have always been by the boy's side, allowing him to enjoy the joy and happiness brought by his parents and the warmth of the family.

However, just a few days after the boy turned sixteen, he fell into a deep pit in the back mountain because of his stumble, and walked through this short life.

This is the end of the clip, and Nangong Mu knows what happened later, and he also feels the meticulous care of his parents, and it can even be said that he is doting. Let him feel what is the love of his parents and what is the warmth of home. But all this was too short, and in less than a month, all of them were destroyed by a disaster, making him an orphan for two lifetimes.

"Whew~~~"

Taking a long breath, Nangong Mu wiped away the tears that slipped down at some point, raised his head, looked at the blue sky and said: "I also thank you for giving me this body, giving me the warmth of home, and thank you for giving me this memory that I really want to have but have never had." From this moment on, you are me, I am you, we are one person, and we are the young master of the Qianling Sword Sect - Nangong Mu!"

Bowing his head, Nangong Mu knelt on his knees and kowtowed to his parents' graves, and the memories that he had just integrated flashed in his mind, which made him extremely heartbroken, tears blurred his eyes again, and a cloud of anger rose from the bottom of his heart.

Such kind parents, such a warm family, do not compete with the strong, do not bully the weak, just live their duty. However, why did the tragedy happen, why was it jealous of heaven and man, why is this!

"For the sake of a divine sword, can you erase human nature, and can you force such kind parents to death? Greedy and shameless people, you are simply not worthy of being called human! No matter who you are, no matter how powerful you are, I, Nangong Mu, swear, will definitely find you out, and use your blood to sacrifice the spirit of the second elder in the sky, definitely!"

The more Nangong Mu spoke, the more angry he became, the anger burned in his eyes, and the murderous aura kept pouring out of his body, scaring the birds around him.

After kowtowing three more times, Nangong Mucai continued to stand up, looked at the tombstone and said word by word: "Father, mother, the child will definitely work hard to practice martial arts, and he will definitely rebuild the Qianling Sword Sect." Daddy, mother, watch the children fight!"