"That's why we always think they are blood relatives."

"Dijun was only a child at the time, but he was willing to sacrifice so much to protect his sister..."

Everyone's hearts were moved by it, only Bai Chen at the side frowned slightly.

Originally, he wanted to make public the deeds of the emperor's suicide, but things didn't seem to be going in the direction he thought.

Especially when he heard those monks showing sympathy and admiration for the emperor who was extremely disgusted, Bai Chen couldn't help clenching his fists.

He said coldly: "Even if the emperor paid a lot for Fairy Xiaoxiao at that time, so what?"

"Even if his original intention was to protect his sister, in the end, didn't he take advantage of his sister's dependence on him to take advantage of her spiritual veins?"

As soon as these words came out, the monks were relieved.

That's right.

Since ancient times, it has been said that from love comes sorrow, and from love comes fear.

It's because the friendship was too deep before, that hatred arose after the Dong Chuang incident happened.

That's why he felt that all he had paid was for other purposes.

If he used to bear a lot for his sister, what if he cut off her spiritual veins now?
Some people think that the emperor treated her like that just to get her spiritual vein from the beginning to the end.

Some people also think that Dijun was sincere to his sister at first, but later, he changed...

"Sure enough, Baidi is calm!"

That's right, when Bai Chen said this, Liang Xiaoxiao, who had just been touched, also fell into deep thought.

Everyone went to see the world in the painting.

They only stayed in the mortal world for a short time.

Because she could walk since childhood, Liang Xiaoxiao played and played with the little wolf cubs in the mountains, and she was used to being free.

Coupled with the fact that Liang Lin pampered and doted on her, he developed a character like a monkey, and was caught and sent home by the neighbors every day. If it wasn't for a big fight with someone's child, or smashed someone's window.

Gradually, as long as something happened to someone's family, they would feel that she did it.

Therefore, when the big ancestral hall in the village was smashed inexplicably, everyone pointed their fingers at the girl who caused the trouble.

All kinds of ugly words were thrown at Liang Lin, his expression was a little solemn, but he still looked at Liang Xiaoxiao with doubts.

"No, brother, I don't know about this, I'm not wrong!" The younger sister who was hiding behind Liang Lin said aggrievedly with tears in her eyes.

"Don't cry, brother believes in you!" Liang Lin gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Then he stared at Xiao Mao who had been flustered from the beginning.

The new clothes were covered with incense ash, his eyes were erratic at the moment, and he still swallowed his saliva from time to time.

The woman standing in front of Xiao Mao looked a little embarrassed when she met Liang Lin's eyes.

"They don't believe me, only you..." Liang Xiaoxiao's face was full of grievances.

"Brother knows that you won't destroy things that others cherish."

"But they think Xiaoxiao did it."

"that is because……"

Liang Lin didn't continue talking, and when he looked at Xiao Mao, he would get even worse insults.

"Let's go back to Little Wolf."

Because of this matter, the two brothers and sisters who depended on each other could only leave the village under the accusations and insults of everyone.

Everyone outside the screen was stunned when they saw this.

"The incense ash all over this child, are those mortals' eyes all right? Why let them leave without evidence?"

All the monks couldn't help but make a noise.

Song Ming said expressionlessly: "If you want to drive them away, these people can find a hundred reasons. The two of them depend on each other for life. If no one protects them, they will inevitably be bullied."

"With so many people, only the emperor believes in his own sister. Now, she is his own father and mother. I'm afraid they can't compare with each other." A monk sighed.

Seeing that everyone's faces softened again, Bai Chen felt a little annoyed.

But when he turned his head to look at Liang Xiaoxiao, Liang Xiaoxiao's expressionless face made him feel a little relieved.

in the screen.

The brother and sister returned to the mountain again.

It is difficult for people who have been lively to bear the coldness. There is only her brother and two wolves in the mountains, and Liang Xiaoxiao often feels lonely.

Wild beasts like these in the mountains divide their territories.

Worried that Liang Xiaoxiao, who couldn't relax, would be in danger, Liang Lin and the female wolf continued to fight to open up the territory.

In a battle, the female wolf died unfortunately. From then on, the little wolf became Liang Lin's comrade-in-arms.

Fortunately, there were no more accidents, and the days passed day by day.

A few months later, a young master Pian Pian suddenly appeared in the territory.

He is a man dressed in black and gorgeous clothes, with a luxurious temperament, like a banished fairy.

However, when Liang Lin saw him, he was not so delicate.

A group of leopards were chasing him, and he was in a desperate situation. Seeing a leopard rushing toward his face, the boy closed his eyes and waited for death, but an iron sword flew from a distance, and the back of the sword knocked the leopard down to the ground. Seeing that the situation was not right, the leopard group withdrew directly.

Isn't the boy holding the sword who suddenly appeared the emperor?

"My God, how long has it been since the emperor's swordsmanship is already so powerful?"

"But judging by his appearance, it seems that the bottleneck has arrived. His sword skills are getting more and more refined, but Jian Xin still hasn't improved at all."

"It's ironic that such lean swordsmanship has a big iron sword."

Everyone outside the screen sighed.

This method of cultivating weapons is different from practicing spells, and one can also practice by oneself.

Weapon training needs to be passed down, no matter how bad it is, it needs to be taught by a master. Such a genius can only learn by himself and live in the mountains with an iron sword.

Suddenly, the monk next to him made a suspicious voice.

"Hey, why does this young man in the black robe look familiar? He looks a bit like Emperor Song?"

Hearing this sentence, everyone looked at Song Ming and reached a consensus.

As for Song Ming himself, at the moment, he just felt extremely embarrassed that such a shameful thing was announced in public.

Anyway, he is also at the level of Immortal Emperor, which is too embarrassing.

"How is this possible?"

In the next second, someone raised a question: "This Emperor Song was born in the world's number one sect. Even if he is still young at this time, he wouldn't be forced to die by a group of leopards, right?"

This is also the reason why everyone was surprised.

To say that it is the number one sect in the world is actually a bit exaggerated, because the Songlian sect he belongs to is the earliest sect established in the entire Xuanyan Continent, so it is often called the number one sect in the world. In fact, there are two other sects and Songlian sect. Lianzong's strength is comparable.

And the suzerain of the Songlian Sect is Song Ming's father, he would never let such a young son go down the mountain.

Song Ming explained with some embarrassment: "At the beginning, my father only had me as a son, so the stars in the sect spoiled me so much that I was spoiled. I was almost eight years old and hadn't practiced Taoism yet."

"Worried about my future, my father sent me down the mountain to practice."

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