The young man buried the girl by the water where they first met.
When they first met, the girl accidentally fell into the water, and the young man rescued the girl. The girl occasionally chatted with the young man, and the two gradually fell in love.
After the young man buried the girl, he returned to the Wang family, but the hateful people in the Wang family had disappeared, leaving only a seven or eight-year-old girl.
The young man recognized this little girl. She was the girl's most beloved sister. She looked very much like the girl. She was standing alone in the flower hall. When she saw the young man covered in blood walking in, the little girl shuddered and shivered. Looking at him.
The little girl looked at him with tears in her eyes: "Will you kill me?"
The young man looked at the little girl's face that was similar to his lover's and looked away coldly. He wanted to leave but the little girl grabbed him by the corner of his clothes. He turned around.
The little girl looked up at him and asked, "Brother, have you seen my sister?"
Her voice was choked: "They all said that my sister is dead. Do you know where my sister is?"
The little girl couldn't help crying as she spoke, feeling sad and sad about her sister's death.
The young man's nose became sore. He put his arms around the little girl and said, "Don't cry."
The little girl threw herself into his arms: "Oh, sister, I want my sister."
The young man patted her back, thinking that he and her sister were probably the only ones in the world who felt sad about her death.
He said: "No need to cry, I will avenge her..."
"puff!"
Before he finished speaking, his chest hurt. He slowly lowered his head and saw the dagger pierced into his heart. The dagger was probably engraved with runes. The strength he had finally gathered began to drain away.
He shifted his gaze to the little girl in front of him in disbelief, "Why?"
The little girl's eyes were red and her hands were shaking, but she looked at the young man with deep hatred in her eyes: "You killed my sister, I want to avenge her."
As she spoke, she raised her hand and pushed the dagger a little further on the young man's chest.
The young man slapped her away with one hand and pierced the dagger on his chest. He stood up and looked at the little girl who fell to the ground and said, "I didn't kill your sister."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
The little girl's crying voice came from behind: "If it weren't for you, my sister wouldn't have died. It was you who killed her."
The young man's footsteps paused, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Yes, if it hadn't been for him, she wouldn't have died. He was also one of the murderers.
The young man staggered out of the flower hall, but he could never leave the Wang family because the group of insidious and cunning people ambushed him outside.
They took advantage of his lover's most beloved sister to kill him, and then they took the opportunity to take action.
The young man was caught and the Wang family locked him up in the basement of a courtyard at the foot of a mountain outside the city.
They put the young man who had turned back into the form of a white dragon into the formation, peeled off his scales, pulled out his tendons, and nailed his four claws, head and tail with long nails.
When the white dragon was sacrificed, he stared at Master Xuan and the Wang family. He swore that he would not let them have an easy time. No matter how many years passed, he would definitely take revenge.
The dead white dragon had so much resentment that even Master Xuan had no way to do it. Master Xuan could only use magic weapons to suppress its resentment and think of a solution later.
But as time went by, Bai Jiao's resentment became more and more serious, and Master Xuan had no way to solve it, so he could only continue to suppress it.
By sacrificing the white dragon that was about to turn into a dragon, the Wang family's business was booming and getting better and better.
"I hate it, I want revenge!"
A voice filled with endless hatred rang out from the dark basement.
Xiao Naibao looked at the white dragon evil spirit trapped in the formation. He hesitated and stepped forward, reaching out to touch its cold body. "Does it hurt? I'll breathe for you."
The white dragon evil spirit was stunned when he looked at the little milk bag that suddenly appeared in his nightmare. After his scales were peeled off, his body always seemed to be roasted on a fire rack, but the place where the little milk bag was touched caused a sensation. A burst of coolness came and the pain disappeared.
Bai Jiao opened his scarlet eyes and looked at her, and asked in a deep voice: "Aren't you afraid of me?"
"Why are you afraid?" Xiao Naibao asked him.
Bai Jiao sneered: "I will kill you."
The little girl was not afraid, she said: "If you really wanted to kill me, just kill me right then instead of asking me to open the door for you."
Xiao Naibao couldn't figure out who the young man she met in the underground wine warehouse was at first, until she fell into the young man's dream and saw the white dragon transformed into a human form.
Bai Jiao:......
"Ha, that's because my strength has not been restored. If you open the door for me, I will definitely kill you," he said with a sneer.
Little Milk Bun: "Oh."
Then he breathed a few times to the white dragon, "Hooh, it hurts so much."
Bai Jiao:......
Bai Jiao looked at the little milk bag in front of her that was purring for her seriously, and closed her eyes: "I want to sleep, so get out of here."
Before the little girl could speak, the scene in front of her suddenly changed. She was kicked out of her dreamland by the white dragon.
The little girl opened her eyes and saw the familiar ceiling.
She got up and looked at the sky outside the window. The sky was still dark and there was no dawn.
Xiao Naibao thought for a while, got up and put on her shoes and socks, wearing thick clothes.
She quietly opened the door and slipped downstairs. As she passed the living room, she accidentally saw Tang Xuan sitting in the dark living room.
There were no lights on in the living room, and the light was very dim. If it were anyone else, they might not be able to spot Tang Xuan sitting on the sofa.
But Xiao Naibao was different. In her eyes, Tang Xuan was a walking spotlight, and his whole body exuded a golden light of merit that could blind people's eyes.
She whispered: "Dad?"
Tang Xuan, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze, came to his senses when he heard the soft voice, and saw the little milk bag standing not far away through the dim light.
His frowned eyebrows relaxed and he asked, "It's so late, why don't you sleep?"
The little girl said: "I want to go to Grandpa Wang's house, can you send me there?"
Tang Xuan was stunned: "Uncle Wang?"
He remembered the recent news that Uncle Wang was seriously ill. He called Wang Mingyi to ask about the situation. The latter smiled bitterly and thanked him for his greetings, and did not disclose the rest.
The other party didn't want to say anything, so Tang Xuan didn't continue to ask.
But he knew that Uncle Wang had entered the hospital now. What was Xiao Nai Bao doing there so late?
"The eldest brother and the second brother are over there," Xiao Naibao told him, "I want to find them."
Tang Xuan was surprised. Why were Taoist Priests Wuwei and Wuxin at the Wang family?
However, he bent down and picked up the little milk bag and said, "Let's go."
Tang Xuan walked out with Xiao Nai Bao in his arms. When he walked out of the courtyard of the Tang family's old house with Xiao Nai Bao in his arms, Xiao Nai Bao looked at him in confusion and asked, "Dad, do we want to walk?"
Tang Xuan nodded slightly: "Yes, let's walk."
"Ah?" Xiao Naibao was a little surprised: "Why don't you drive that battery car?"
Tang Xuan paused for a moment, thought for a moment and then told Xiao Naibao: "I haven't driven a car since your mother had an accident."
Xiao Nai Bao was stunned. Tang Xuan walked towards Wang's house with Xiao Nai Bao in his arms. As he walked, he recalled to Xiao Nai Bao: "Back then, your mother and I took you to have a picnic."
"The weather forecast said it would be a sunny day, but when the car got on the road it started to rain heavily."
Tang Xuan drove the car carefully in the heavy rain. In the sudden heavy rain, a driver failed to see the road clearly and crashed the car. The accident caused a huge traffic jam.
The car couldn't move forward for a long time, but even so, Tang Xuan was not impatient because his lover and baby daughter were sitting in the back seat, talking and laughing.
No matter how bad the weather and roads outside were, he was patient.
"When I was driving on the bridge, the car suddenly stalled. I couldn't control it, and the car hit the guardrail of the bridge."
Although Bai Weiwei responded in time, the car still fell into the river. She held her daughter in one hand and dragged her husband with the other, and used her magic power to teleport out of the car.
As they moved toward the shore, the battle began.
Tang Xuan stood aside with his daughter in his arms and watched helplessly what was happening in front of him. He could do nothing.
After that, although he had no memory of Bai Weiwei, he could not continue driving. Whenever he sat in the driver's seat, he felt scared and couldn't breathe, as if he was being pinned down in the water and unable to breathe. Feeling suffocated.
"I feel like I'm pretty useless," Tang Xuan said as he recalled this and twitched his lips in a self-deprecating manner.
The little girl touched Tang Xuan's head and comforted him, "It's not that I'm useless. People have both useless and useful sides."
