Xiang Shaoying was dragged by Mo Lao and tossed for most of the night. When I went back, it was already early in the morning, and I felt a little hungry, so I simply went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

The Shenxiao faction has always advocated not wasting food, and no leftovers are allowed to eat, and when he first joined the Shenxiao faction, he didn't know how much Bai Ling ate leftovers and didn't like to eat. Now the kitchen is also clean, and there is not even a decent thing to eat.

Xiang Shaoying sighed, it seems that she can only do it herself, and she has enough food and clothing.

He made a simple bowl of tomato egg noodles. On the orange noodle soup, there were yellow eggs and red tomatoes, and somehow he put two sprigs of coriander on top. He hates to eat cilantro. However, he didn't know why he suddenly put two sprigs of coriander on himself.

I suddenly remembered that it was a long time ago, that girl full of aura, one night, made herself a bowl of tomato and egg noodles, and put two sprigs of coriander on top.

Counting the days, it has been a year since he came to the Shenxiao Sect. Unexpectedly, one year, it is such a season, the spring flowers are blooming.

It's just that in just one year, his life, his life, has undergone earth-shaking changes, and he has fallen from a young owner of the Divine Sword Villa to a poor man whose parents are dead and homeless. Since the death of his father, he has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, those who have been good friends with the Xiang family before, have avoided him, and those who came to the door with a shy face are people who want to explore the secrets of the lotus mirror, maybe in the Shenxiao faction, they can find a corner of their lives.

This year, the pampered young master has never done work before, and has done things he has never done before, such as the bowl of tomato and egg noodles in front of him. He was also bullied by Wang Xin and them, and he had also heard the gossip of other brothers and sisters, and he smiled dismally when he looked at the calluses on his palms. It turned out that the life he had set up was not like this, the life he originally envisioned, there had never been any wind and waves, studying with peace of mind, participating in the imperial examination, or being on the Jinluan Palace, making Longxin Dayue, Zhuangyuan High School, flower arrangement, Qionglin banquet, wanton romance, and then marry a woman who may not like it but is arranged by her parents, in those calm days, looking at the clouds and the sky, counting the years.

He has been weak and sick since he was a child, and his father has also washed his hands for many years, and he does not set foot in the rivers and lakes, let alone wants him to set foot in the rivers and lakes, but how can he say that he will retreat when he is in the rivers and lakes?

Now he has a sword in his hand, which is used to protect himself, or a sword to kill others.

He looked at the bowl of tomato and egg noodles, and suddenly lost his appetite.

I remembered that a long time ago, the girl told him that when he learned to cook and had to cook for her, he would now make simple tomato and egg noodles, but that girl had already gone down the mountain to find his sweetheart, and the happiness she longed for in her heart was never him.

A year ago, he had already lost everything, his parents, the people who loved him, his home, his happiness, and even more so his qualifications to give happiness to others. Now all he has is the blood feud of his parents.

He wondered why he was so sad today, because it was a year ago today, and he had lost everything.

Today is my father's death, last year was today, those murderers washed the Sword Villa with cruel blood for the lotus mirror, and now, those murderers are still at large.

He walked out, and the sky was dark, the stars were scattered, and the waning moon hung high in the sky.

He knelt facing the south, his expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Father, mother, don't worry, the child will definitely practice martial arts well and avenge you in the future." "Those murderers behind them, he will definitely find them out, take their heads, and pay tribute to the souls of his parents.

Tonight, pay tribute to the people he loves, pay tribute to his past, pay tribute to his dreams that he has abandoned, and pay tribute to the future he has longed for.

The long and deep night, the endless loneliness.