A cup of new soil, a lonely grave, and a row of big words are engraved on a stone tablet.

"The tomb of the beloved wife Youxue, the mat stands in the evening, and the autumn of the year of Renchen."

Two years of love, a life of misery, leaving only a crystal of love. Xi Jingmu loved his daughter Ling'er not only because of his father, or because of his daughter, but also because of his daughter, there is a shadow of this woman who makes him miserable.

The eight-year-old daughter is becoming more and more like her.

His hand slowly slid across the stone tablet, just like he used to caress a woman's body. The feeling of pain penetrated his heart and lungs. Even if eight years were enough for him to erase all the pain, at this moment, the past was surging and the fluctuating emotions seemed to be no longer suppressed.

"I want mom, I want mom---------" This call echoed in his ears like a sharp blade, instantly cutting his persistent heart. Xi Jingmu always thought that giving her daughter a happy growth was the best that a father could do, but now it seems that some things are indispensable.

"Youxue, I'm sorry, it seems that I want to break my promise to you. Some things cannot be relieved, and some accounts need to be paid back. But I promise you that as long as they don't come to me, I will let them go."

After Xi Jingmu finished speaking, he turned around and left. His heavy back was so firm, just like eight years ago, carrying a promise, leaving behind the world and resoluteness of all love, hate and love.

He hides for love, deserves the effort, but lets down more people. This is like a shackle that cannot be broken free. Looking back at this moment, he realizes that there are too many concerns in his heart.

In front of the three thatched huts near the water and mountains, there was a joyful atmosphere at this moment. Three old people who couldn't tell the difference in age surrounded Xi Ling'er, smiling each other, holding very unusual toys in their hands, as if they were tempting and pleasing.

The three of them are the three demons in Xi Jingmu's mouth, one monk, one Taoist and one Ni.

Ni is Master Saint Ni on the Snow Peak of Tianshan Mountain. Although she was wearing a very worn robe, it did not damage her very beautiful face. It is hard to believe that an old woman in her seventies was like a woman in her forty, and her face could show a gorgeous temperament. Her sharp appearance was beyond words.

At this moment, the Holy Niu held a translucent night pearl in his hand and said, "Ling'er, you are really the master's treasure. This scene is performed so well. Come on, this is a reward for you. When you are born, the master will give you the holy dagger from Xuefeng. Even if you are your two sisters, you have to listen to you."

Xi Ling'er took the night pearl and looked over it for a few times, but she didn't think there was anything fun. Of course, she didn't know that this kind of night pearl is a protective treasure, warm in winter and cool in summer. It is a treasure that is priceless when worn on her body.

There was a very distressed look on his face. It was hard to believe that an eight-year-old girl could have such a beautiful expression, but the three old men were used to it. The older one was a monster, and the younger one was also a little bit. She had been with them since she was three years old, and the treasures on her body were almost taken away.

They knew this little girl's genius.

"Oh, I don't know if my dad knows that I'm lying to him, so if he's angry. Actually, I didn't lie to him all. I really want to find a mother, and Teacher Ye is also pretty good."

"Cough cough---------" The old Taoist couldn't help coughing, immediately interrupting Ling'er's reverie and said, "Ling'er, don't think about it anymore. What's the point of that little girl from the Ye family? She's stupid and ugly. She has lived with you for three years, but she didn't notice any strangeness. If you give birth to a younger brother, you will definitely be stupid, so don't want it."

"Yes, yes, you master is right. Did you see the photo last time? That's your senior sister. In addition to being a high martial arts, you are also a business genius. Now you have a large group of 10 billion yuan. Once you become your stepmother, you can enjoy delicious food and drink spicy food. And your second senior sister, who is now a big star--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Ling'er, our Xietian Sect has a saint. Do you want to have a contact with your dad?" The old Taoist Xietian couldn't hold it in his hands at this moment. Although he knew that this would make the saint girl in the Tao angry, he didn't care much about it at this moment. Such a good thing cannot be taken first by Xuefeng Mountain.

"Amitabha, good, good, two, you deceive a little girl like this, how can you bear the conscience? Ling'er, don't listen to the lies of these two evildoers. The Buddha said that fate is determined to be three lives, and I believe in Buddha's light, and there is always one of your father's fate. After you are born, you must convince your father to go to the Shaolin of Beishan Mountain. All the love story will come naturally."

The one who spoke at this moment was the monk among the three demons. You said that they were both righteous and evil, and there was also one who was both righteous and evil. They could actually stay here for five years. It was really a pity that they could make peace.

If it hadn't been with this monk for five years and knew his roots well, just by the demeanor he showed on his face, it would have made people mistakenly think that he was a Taoist monk. Xi Ling'er knew that these two masters were not good people, and bad waters also emerged from time to time.

It’s just a pity that no matter how she asked, she couldn’t find out why these three masters looked at their father so much. It seemed that as long as they joined their sect, they would have to be rich and have people. She was very puzzled.

Everything is easy to say, but if you ask about this, no one will give her the answer.

"Bald donkey, do you want Xi Jingmu to be a monk?" The old Taoist Xie Tian was angry and shouted, "Believe it or not, I will kill you?"

"This bald head is really hateful. Do you know the value of the dragon seed of the hundred generations? It is a natural cultivation furnace and cauldron. You actually want Xi Jingmu to be a monk and never touch a woman in your life. I really want to give that mouth a sword and let it go."

The Saint Ni Xuefeng was also a little angry and stared at Master Kongkong, as if he was about to join forces with the old Taoist Xie Tian to destroy him.

Master Kongkong was Amitabha Buddha and Shanzai for a long time, and said, "My Buddhism also has a unique Zen learning. I don't know if you have heard of Huanxi Zen. This monk thinks that the donor of Xi is the best candidate for practicing."

Two "puffs" sounded. If Xi Ling'er hadn't been there now, they would have been despised by Master Kongkong.

But Master Kongkong did not blush at all, but said leisurely: "The Void Realm is the end point that the ancient martial arts world has longed for for thousands of years. Although this monk is highly respected, he also wants to break through the Void Realm and try the suffering of the Void Realm. The Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?

"You think beautifully. If you think about it, your dreams will come true. We don't have to stay here for five years. Monk, have you forgotten the oath of a thousand years? The dragon comes and the disaster comes, and the misfortune comes. If the storm is not born, it will be gone. Once you are born, you will inevitably face the disaster. The prosperous city will also be bloody and the wheel of heaven and earth will change."

The Saint Niu of Xuefeng is mixed with sadness and joy, and the joy is that Xi Jingmu will be born. The Xuefeng Sect has the opportunity to obtain the dragon seed energy, and will inevitably rise to the Daxuefeng Sect and squeeze into the peak of the Ancient Martial Arts of Yinchen.

What is sad is that the blood is everywhere in the sky, and the boundless evil of the disaster is approaching, and this storm of extinction in the world is slowly approaching.

The three of them were silent for a moment. After five years, they just wanted Xi Jingmu to be born and to get great benefits from the reincarnated dragon species. This not only concerns them themselves, but also everything they have behind them. It is important and extraordinary.

Otherwise, how could a figure like them, who is a master, stay here? It took five years to live in a waste of time.

The old Taoist Xie Tian said quietly: "Although the old nun's words are good, it is not completely correct. Even if Xi Jingmu is not born, the heavenly tribulation will still come, just a little earlier and later. Killing the people and killing people may be to save people. With the purple dragon energy, the ending may not be as bad as we think. What do you think?"

Master Kongkong also sighed, his face filled with sorrow, and said, "The chaos in the north and south eight years ago was already in response to disasters. At this moment, there were also demons dancing in the world. Eight years ago happened because of him, and today eight years later, it was also because of him. Reincarnation is the cause and effect. This is impossible to escape. Moreover, there are still many people in the world who are silently waiting for him to go back. This is also his destiny."

Xi Ling'er didn't speak, just listened quietly to the three of them, her pair of spiritual eyes moved, as if she wanted to learn something she didn't know from the conversation between the three of them.

But when I heard about what happened eight years ago, Xi Ling'er had to speak and asked, "Second Master, did you say that I was born and my mother died eight years ago?"

Master Kongkong did not answer, but the old Taoist Xie Tian who was standing beside him spoke: "Ling'er, we only know the chaos of eight years ago because of your father, but no one knows what the specific thing is. If you want to know, go back and ask your father, I can only tell you that there is no body of your mother in the tomb."

Not only Xi Ling'er wants to know about this, but also the three of them want to know, or in the world, anyone who knows the chaos back then wants to know what happened.

And after that incident, Xi Jingmu disappeared. They also spent a lot of energy to find him. As a dragon-like reincarnation identified by the Roulette of Destiny, his life was destined to be mysterious and wonderful. This is also the reason why the three of them have been with them for five years but have been reluctant to leave.

For such people who can change the worldly pattern, they have an unparalleled dragon-seeded aura. Everyone hopes to be closer to him. Unfortunately, after five years of hard work, they are just a neighbor.

If the road was not good, they would take the small road and take Xi Jingmu's daughter as a disciple. For this reason, Xi Jingmu must take care of them.

"Whoever dares to hurt my dad, I will kill him."

How could an eight-year-old girl say such a sentence in front of three old men? What surprised the three old men even more was that this little girl with super innate physique had such a strong evil spirit. The three of them passed on so many killing techniques to her, and they didn't know whether it was a blessing or a disaster.
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