Although the enemy resisted desperately, [Beiming Kung Fu] was the most powerful evil sect in the Tang Dynasty. Jiang Xiyue easily killed the head of the Ning family, a sixty-year-old man, with one sword stroke!
"kill!"
Jiang Xiyue's fair face was spattered with countless blood drops, and she said coldly.
The entire Ning family of immortal cultivators, a total of fifty-six members, were all killed by Jiang Xiyue.
Jiang Xiyue wrote in blood in the lobby of the Ning family: Beiming Sect will destroy the Ning family here!
Jiang Xiyue stretched out her little hand and wiped away the blood beads on her cheek. Then, she put the blood beads in her mouth and drank the blood greedily. But at this moment, an accident happened.
"Ying ying."
"嘤嘤······"
There was actually a slight sound of a baby crying coming from the wall.
"Secret room?" Jiang Xiyue held a blood-red sword and smashed the wall with one sword. Sure enough, with a rumbling sound, the wall collapsed and a secret room appeared. And in the secret room, there was the last grandson of the Ning family, a baby who was only a few months old. At the last moment, the baby was hidden by the mother in a secret room, but unfortunately Jiang Xiyue still discovered it.
Jiang Xiyue, holding a long sword, slashed at the baby who was only a few months old.
Just then:
Her pitch-black eyes suddenly took on a strange color. She looked at the several-month-old baby, listened to the familiar yet unfamiliar cry of the baby, and suddenly said: "Brother."
"younger brother."
"He looks like my brother."
Her mind was drawn back to six years ago, when she was chopping wild vegetables while carrying and coaxing her younger brother.
"Brother." At this moment, Jiang Xiyue's coldness disappeared, tears flashed in her eyes, and she walked towards the little baby.
"Hey." The fat little baby continued to cry.
But then, Jiang Xiyue gritted her teeth again, she went crazy, and she roared: "I remembered."
"Grandpa and mother-in-law, in order to support my brother, you sold me!"
"Brother, you must be living a good life now."
"But what about me?"
Jiang Xiyue's eyes turned red and she was on the verge of madness. She looked at the crying baby and suddenly raised the blood-red sword in her hand:
puff!
"Brother!" The moment the blood flowers fell, Jiang Xiyue shouted in a tragic and angry voice.
Is it miserable? Or angry?
She doesn't know either!
"Ah!!!" Jiang Xiyue's soul was violently stimulated, and black mist evaporated.
Jiang Xiyue is about to wake up from the "dream" of thousands of years ago.
At the very last moment:
The scene changed again.
When the white-haired master died, he said to Jiang Xiyue: "Remember, remember."
oh?
"The fifteenth month is full and the blood moon is in the sky!"
"In Xuanji's tomb, there is a secret treasure of the sect!"
"Remember!"
oh?
It’s a full moon, so what?
Xuanji Tomb, what is it?
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"Ah!"
"younger brother!"
Jiang Xiyue screamed sadly and woke up completely! ! ! She subconsciously wielded the non-existent sword and slashed hard at her brother's position.
What is her mentality?
Does she care about her brother and miss him, or does she hate her brother and her parents?
Perhaps, even Jiang Xiyue himself didn't know.
After all, her parents sold her in order to support their younger brother.
"My brother is their child, so am I."
"Grandma, grandma, why do you do this to me?"
"No!"
Jiang Xiyue's whole body was trembling, and a large amount of black mist emanated from the depths of her body. This weak remnant soul seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
This dream seriously stimulated the female ghost Jiang Xiyue.
"Hiyue." Xiao Fan looked at the painful female ghost and quickly activated the spiritual power of Changchun Gong. The gentle spiritual power poured into Jiang Xiyue's body like a trickling stream.
Jiang Xiyue, still roaring crazily, said: "Brother!"
"Grandma, Grandpa, I miss you so much."
"Grandma, Grandpa, I hate you so much!"
"You actually sold me for my brother."
"Ah..." The painful Jiang Xiyue felt like she was about to split into two!
Do you miss your parents and younger brother, or do you hate your parents and younger brother?
She doesn't know either.
"Woo, woo." But in the end, she shed crystal tears.
"Okay, okay." Xiao Fan put aside the copied fragment of "Beiming Gong". He comforted Jiang Xiyue: "Everything has passed. Those things happened a thousand years ago."
"Jiang Xiyue."
"Aniu."
Hearing Xiao Fan's voice, Jiang Xiyue finally woke up. Yes, that was all a thousand years ago, and I am already dead. In a subsequent battle, he was killed by an enemy sneak attack. After his soul collapsed, part of it hid in the bronze mirror.
It was not until a thousand years later that the bronze mirror was opened by Xiao Fan with blood...
"call."
"Yes, it's been so many years." Jiang Xiyue murmured.
Xiao Fan shook his head, Jiang Xiyue used the [Dream Pillow] to enter the dreamland, and finally gained something, and got more [Kung Fu Fragments]. Xiao Fan handed the remaining chapter of the skill to Jiang Xiyue and comforted him: "Thousands of years have passed...and besides, I think your parents will sell you because they have no other choice."
"Really." Jiang Xiyue sneered, "They just sold me for the sake of their younger brother, the boy and the heir."
"I'm just a girl."
"My parents sold me. They should be very happy. They should live a good life, right?"
"No." Xiao Fan felt like he had almost become a [psychiatrist]. He had just resolved the knot in Zhao Feng's heart and began to comfort this sinister little Loli. He explained: "Xiyue, no matter how they live later... selling you will always be the most painful scar in their hearts."
"Haha." Jiang Xiyue sneered.
Xiao Fan shook his head and said, "Let's just talk about my parents."
"When I was a child, my family was very poor. We were only willing to kill a chicken during the holidays."
"At that time, I was very happy and eating chicken."
"When I was young, I never noticed that my parents only ate the vegetables in the chicken soup and gave me all the chicken." Xiao Fan shook his head and said: "I remember, after eating, father, father,"
"My father would often take the chicken bones I had eaten, then split them open and eat the marrow inside."
"I found out, and my father told me that he likes to eat bone marrow."
"My little self actually believed it." Xiao Fan said.
Jiang Xiyue's expression finally changed. She looked at Xiao Fan, nodded, and said in her heart: Then I won't torture you tomorrow.
Tiantian deliberately asked Xiao Fan to practice the wrong [meridian route], which was so painful that Xiao Fan could either pull a banana with an Oder watch or dig barnacles.
"Yeah." Jiang Xiyue suddenly said: "I also remembered a combat skill in Beiming Gong."
"Oh? What is it?" Xiao Fan asked curiously.
"That's it: the roar of the blood dragon!" Jiang Xiyue said.
oh?
Sonic attack?
The blood dragon roars!
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Li Yiyi was discharged from the hospital.
After all, Li Yiyi only suffered a moderate concussion, and Xiao Fan had input the spiritual power of [Changchun Kung] before, so today, in the bright sunshine, Li Yiyi was discharged from the hospital. Xiao Fan bought a bouquet of carnations from Lin's Flower Shop and gave it to Li Yiyi. Li Yiyi was very happy to accept the flowers, but in fact, she wanted Xiao Fan to give her more: roses.
After all, roses symbolize...
The family returned to Li's villa. Uncle Li Xiong was very happy and said, "Let's have a casual meal today at noon."
oh?
What's the meaning?
I heard Uncle Li Xiong say: "Do you know about the [State Banquet Restaurant]?"
oh?
Xiao Fan has been working as a psychiatrist in the past few days: either he is treating Zhao Feng or Jiang Xiyue. Jiang Xiyue, in particular, felt very uncomfortable when she thought of being sold by her parents a thousand years ago yesterday. There is a saying: People need to spend their whole life to heal their miserable childhood.
Jiang Xiyue, that's it.
But when she swung her sword to kill the little baby, she had already fallen into the devil's path.
"However, whether it's a magic way or not, their sect's spells, the roar of the blood dragon, are very powerful."
yes.
The blood dragon roars!
At this time, I heard Su Xueer say: "Uncle, I've heard about this too."
oh?
I heard Uncle Li Xiong continue: "The State Banquet Restaurant actually invited a true descendant of the imperial chef of the Qing Dynasty to cook in the State Banquet Restaurant."
oh?
The descendant of the imperial chef of the Qing Dynasty?
"Yes," Huang Liye said, "This is not an ordinary chef."
"He is a descendant of the imperial chef in the [Qing Imperial Palace]."
"It is said that his grandfather cooked for the Empress Dowager Cixi."
Did you cook for Cixi?
"The imperial meals he cooked are said to be extremely delicious. Now, all the rich people in Hedong City want to go to the State Banquet Restaurant to taste the skills of the descendants of the imperial chefs of the Qing Dynasty." Huang Li said proudly: "I made a reservation the day before yesterday. Success!"
"Tomorrow at noon," Huang Li said, "we will go to the State Banquet Restaurant to taste the skills of the imperial chef. Congratulations: my family Yiyi is discharged from the hospital in good health."
"Yes." Uncle Li Xiong also nodded with satisfaction.
"Xiao Fan, remember to come." Uncle Li Xiong said.
"Okay, okay." Xiao Fan nodded.
After having lunch, drinking tea and chatting with Uncle Li Xiong, Xiao Fan returned to the garden villa. In the villa, Jiang Xiyue continued to play online games, as if the sadness from yesterday did not exist. But Xiao Fan knew that Jiang Xiyue's madness and bloodthirsty had a lot to do with his miserable childhood.
When she was a child, she was sold by her parents. Later, because of his spiritual roots, he accidentally joined the [Beiming Sect].
"Well, she's playing her online game, and I'm continuing to watch mine: unzipping videos."
oh?
What is today? Or buckle barnacles?
"No, no, today is the same classic: trimming the cow's hooves."
oh?
[Unzip video] Which one is better?
Trim cow hooves, tuck barnacles, and knead instant noodles! If you don’t believe it, you can take a look and it will definitely decompress you!
Today, while practicing the painful [Bei Ming Gong], Xiao Fan watched the cow hoof repair. I saw the little brother using a unique tool to peel off the dirty cow hooves layer by layer. Finally I found the inflamed area, and when I saw our little brother, I squeezed it hard! puff! Suddenly, a large amount of black and red liquid was squeezed out from the wound of the cow's hoof.
The cow was in pain and neighed. But the little brother just squeezed the wound hard, and finally squeezed out all the smelly and dirty black blood. At this time, the red meat was exposed in the cow's hoof, and the cow was in great pain. At the critical moment, take out the white anti-inflammatory powder and sprinkle it generously on the cow's wound.
