Chen Nianyun showed a bitter smile that was inconsistent with his age.
"Then? Then my father, uncle, and uncle all died in the hands of that demon cultivator. His martial arts skills were powerless to fight back."
Lin Xiaolu was shocked when he heard this and looked at Chen Nianyun in shock.
"Why did the demon cultivator kill them?"
Chen Nianyun clenched his little fists and gritted his teeth and said: "I didn't know that at first, but later I heard from Master that the demon cultivator's sect was at war with Emei, and was injured by my Master and fled all the way. Later, When he met us, he was resentful of Emei and knew that the country we were in was protected by Emei, so he killed my father and uncles to vent his anger."
"Then you were accepted as a disciple by Fang Wuxiu?" Lin Xiaolu asked in surprise.
"Well~ At that time, the demon cultivator was also planning to kill me. Fortunately, my master appeared in time and killed him with one sword, and then saved me."
After saying that, Chen Nianyun looked at Lin Xiaolu and said: "To be honest, I don't like you very much, but when I learned that you can't practice and can only practice martial arts, I still sighed. After all, if our escort agency hadn't encountered that Demon cultivator, I should also be a martial arts practitioner now."
"So you've changed so much during this time?" Lin Xiaolu asked while licking the syrup and smacking it in his mouth: "You think of dad as soon as you see me, right?"
Chen Nianyun:......
He scratched his head and felt that something was wrong with Lin Xiaolu's words, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
It is true that there are no martial arts practitioners in Emei, so when he found out that Lin Xiaolu was a martial artist, he would always think of his father who practiced martial arts in front of him when he was a child. However, he did not want to admit this directly. It was too shameful. , so he opened his mouth and said:
"Actually, it's not entirely true. I was imprisoned by my master for half a year. During this period, I read many books and learned some principles of life, so I don't want to argue with you anymore. After all, I want to become the best swordsman in the world in the future. The man who entered the world of demonic monks!”
"Forget it, you are too stupid to be number one in the world."
"Then I will be second in the world." Chen Nianyun retorted.
Lin Xiaolu didn't continue to be stubborn with him. He just bit up the remaining glutinous rice paste, threw away the small wooden stick and bought a bunch of candied haws.
The two chatted all the way, and for a while they seemed to put aside their past grudges. They talked to each other about the differences between practicing martial arts and cultivating immortals. From time to time, there were a few childish laughters. It was not until very late that they finally touched Honglu Temple.
"Deer."
Approaching the temple, Chen Nianyun, who was chatting and laughing with Lin Xiaolu all the way, suddenly turned serious and said to him:
"All the elders in my family died at the hands of demonic cultivators. All of them were masters of martial arts and had good boxing and kicking skills. However, facing the cultivators, they were like chickens on the chopping board. They had no strength but could only wait for death in despair. This is what I Personal experience.”
After hearing this, Lin Xiaolu glared at him and asked unhappily: "You also want to persuade me to give up martial arts?"
"That's not what I meant."
Chen Nianyun, who is a head taller than him, explained:
"I heard from Senior Sister Tang that you drank the blood of a foundation-building monster and endured unbearable pain for ordinary people. You also endured the pain of practicing martial arts and endured catastrophic hardships. Only then did you gain unfathomable martial arts skills. If possible, I actually hope that you can create a path in the future, a path unique to warriors. After all, I, an immortal cultivator, was once a warrior queen."
The eight-year-old boy was stunned and looked at Chen Nianyun in disbelief, seeming a little surprised that he could say such a thing.
After a brief thought, the corners of his mouth began to rise slightly, revealing a heartless evil smile:
“We are all children, and what you said should be something that adults should consider.
But if I grow up in the future, I will consider what you said, create a new world for warriors in the world, settle down, and embark on a path that only belongs to warriors. After all..."
The boy paused for a moment, his eyes flickering, and he remembered how Brother Zhang Yong looked when he faced him and knelt down in fear.
"What exactly?" Chen Nianyun asked curiously when he saw that he was silent.
Lin Xiaolu came back to his senses and said with a smile: "After all, martial arts practitioners cannot kneel."
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Night, Haishi
In the warm and comfortable room that exuded a light body fragrance, Tang Xin sat at the wine table, looking at the sumptuous food in front of her without saying a word.
Three-yellow chicken, crucian carp tofu soup, spinach and egg soup, crispy elbows, ground three delicacies, fried meatballs, soy sauce beef bones, roasted lamb trotters with wild pepper, braised prawns, mapo tofu, and a duck pear, a skewer Grape.
Eight dishes, two soups, two fruits, extremely rich!
Tang Xin just sat quietly at the table. She didn't eat, she just looked at the food with an expressionless face, her face as cold as frost.
On the side, Lin Xiaolu, who had dark circles under his eyes, his younger brother was shot, and a nosebleed, looked pitifully at the food on the dining table, which made him salivate. He hadn't eaten yet, and he made a big fuss in Miaoyufang in the evening. His physical strength I consumed too much, and I only ate a bunch of glutinous rice flour and a bunch of candied haws at night. I was so hungry that my chest was pressed against my back.
"Rakshasa hag, I'm hungry." Lin Xiaolu said in a low voice, and his belly made a "gurgling" sound.
Tang Xin ignored him, still sitting motionless with a cold face.
Seeing her like this, Lin Xiaolu felt even less confident. He looked at the fragrant food on the table eagerly, sniffed, and then said angrily: "I don't know what a prostitute does. That guy said I can eat for free." Go ahead, you can’t blame me.”
Tang Xin still didn't speak, as if Lin Xiaolu didn't exist at all, and her whole body was as cold as ice.
"Those people didn't let me go and wanted to look at my butt. That's why I beat them. I already held back. I just knocked them unconscious and made them cry."
Lin Xiaolu explained again.
After saying that, when he saw that Tang Xin still didn't respond, he immediately pouted angrily.
If it were his previous personality, he would have snatched it directly, but he promised Senior Sister Miaoxin that he would be a child with a clear sense of grudges and grievances. The Rakshasa hag treated him... barely, so he would give her a Face, after all, competing with girls is not something a man should do.
He comforted himself for a while in his heart, and his stomach made a "gurgling" sound again.
Until then, Tang Xin looked at him expressionlessly and said in a cold voice: "What did you promise me before coming to Vietnam?"
Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, then flattened his mouth and muttered: "Listen to your words."
"Then how did you do it!"
Tang Xin's voice rose slightly, she glared at Lin Xiaolu and said coldly: "You act without permission, you are naughty by nature, and you ignore your senior sister's words right out of the door!"
Lin Xiaolu continued to be sulky and silent, his mouth pouting.
Seeing his virtue, Tang Xin knew that this damn child was unconvinced, and said again in a cold voice: "Your senior sister Miaoxin has a gentle personality, and Elder Li doesn't ask much about things. They usually dote on you too much, so that's why You’ve been spoiled for life, but I won’t spoil you!”
After saying that, Tang Xin picked up a plate of three-yellow chicken on the table, handed it to Lin Xiaolu and waved it around, making him swallow his saliva:
"Want to eat? Think clearly about what you did wrong, tell Senior Sister, and Senior Sister will let you eat, otherwise you will starve to death today! Senior Sister will not even blink an eye!"
After saying that, Tang Xin left the table, sat on the bed and began to meditate with her eyes closed, leaving Lin Xiaolu standing alone in the room.
In the room, Lin Xiaolu pouted, and when he saw Tang Xin meditating motionlessly as if she was asleep, he arched his nose at her angrily.
Hum, when I grow up in the future, I will make you stand for a while, eat and drink in front of you, and make you write your review.
He thought angrily, looking eagerly at the food on the table and drooling at the plump three-yellow chicken.
