Originated from mountains and seas, life never ends

On the way back, Miao Kaijie didn't say anything else, just looked at Qin Xiao with those creepy and interesting eyes.

Qin Xiao wanted to do it several times, but after thinking that he might need his help in the future, he endured it.

Qin Xiao couldn't face Mo Hanyu in a short period of time, so he had to find a way to get around him. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to go visit Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was still unconscious, lying in his own dormitory. The windows and curtains were closed, the room was dark, and about 70% of his body was bandaged, all of which were burns, and even the right side of his face and jaw were covered with gauze.

Chen Mo's eyes were closed, his breathing was weak, and he looked like he was barely alive.

It shouldn't be...

Qin Xiao frowned slightly. He had heard from Mo Hanyu about Chen Mo's condition. It was clear that there was nothing wrong with his body, so why hadn't he woken up yet?

Xia Wu sat silently beside the bed, holding his wrist loosely, checking his pulse with his middle and index fingers to confirm that he was still alive.

"Senior, can you tell me what happened at that time?" Qin Xiao felt that something was wrong.

Xia Wuliao's rampage was so strange and there was no sign at all.

Xia Wule glanced at him and nodded slowly.

Qin Xiao suddenly realized that she was in a very bad condition. Her fiery hair was dry and rough, her face was haggard, her originally bright eyes were dimmed, and she looked dispirited.

"Have you checked?" Seeing her like this, Qin Xiao decided to chat with her first.

Xia Wuliao nodded, his eyes dim: "There's nothing wrong with my body, but I don't know why... something like that happened."

"Is it about to break through, so the Qi is a little turbulent?" Qin Xiao guessed.

"No..." Xia Wuliao glanced at Chen Mo again, lowered his eyes, and sighed deeply, "I might... have a guess."

Qin Xiao said nothing and motioned for her to continue.

"Although I haven't told you, but after fighting these days, you should know that I have the attribute of Fire Phoenix, right?" Xia Wule said, spreading out her palms, and a dark flame suddenly appeared above her palms, and according to her wishes, it transformed into a fire phoenix with wings spread proudly in the wind.

Qin Xiao nodded: "Born to be an evil cultivator."

"You are also a natural evil cultivator. Can you tell me about your awakening process?" Xia Wule asked, as if he wanted to confirm something.

Qin Xiao did not hide anything and told her the process of his awakening - of course, he concealed the three heavenly thunders because it was because of Ji Meng and it was not within the normal range of awakening.

"...So, is evil cultivation determined by one's character?" Xia Wule seemed to be thinking for a moment, then he lowered his eyes and picked up the water cup on the bedside table. Soon, steam came out of the cup.

"I'm not sure." Qin Xiao's eyes turned, "Senior sister, are you asking these questions? Have you remembered something?"

"I'm just guessing..." Xia Wuliao's face was heavy and he sighed deeply, "I'm different from you... I don't have anyone to awaken me."

Qin Xiao was slightly startled: "Can I awaken on my own?"

"I don't know about this, but I really had no one to guide me at that time..." Xia Wuliao frowned, and it was obvious that it was not easy for her to recall the past. "I was greatly stimulated at the time, and suddenly awakened after an emotional breakdown. I'm not sure if it has anything to do with this."

"At the beginning..." Qin Xiao didn't finish his words. He looked at Xia Wule's face and felt that something was wrong.

As expected, Xia Wule glanced at Chen Mo, gently stroked the side of his face, and said softly: "It's a long story."

Qin Xiao said nothing and listened to her quietly.

Xia Wule recalled the past, his eyebrows trembling, and finally he closed his eyes, his tone calm.

It was an autumn with falling leaves.

Wangqiu is different from the other three empires, with clear rules and regulations. There are definitely the most sects in Wangqiu, and at the most exaggerated, there is a sect every two miles.

This results in a huge difference in the strength of the sects in the Wangqiu realm. The top ones can be compared to small countries, while the low-level ones are like mud on the ground, similar to street gangs.

In such a chaotic and disorderly place, it is very difficult for people to survive without the support of a sect or family.

Xia Wuliao was lucky. She was born in an area ruled by both aristocratic families and sects. There were magnificent streets and bustling markets. Compared to those muddy places without even a good road, she was lucky.

But she is an orphan.

Ever since she was conscious, she has been hanging out with a group of beggar children.

Following this group of low-level people who make a living by begging and stealing, the first sentence Xia Wuliao learned was "please", and the second sentence was "please be kind".

She often gets more food and money than other children with her pleasing looks and flattering smile.

As long as she smiles and sheds a few tears at those well-dressed adults, those compassionate young masters and disciples of noble families will often show the compassion from their superiors and then give her some food or jewelry.

Being at the same bottom of the social ladder, they have no desire to help each other. When they see someone living better than themselves, they are more likely to be jealous and vicious.

She was a one-year-old child walking on the street with so-called jewelry, and the words "come and grab" were engraved on her face. Once those kind-hearted young men walked away, children of the same age nearby would rush over to grab those glittering things, and most of the time there were also those skinny adults.

Xia Wule didn't have the ability to keep those things. After being robbed several times, she learned her lesson. Coincidentally, a few men came to her for cooperation.

She looked at four or five beggars with pale faces, skinny bodies, and unkempt hair. They were the same, yet also different.

She was still a child, and it was obvious that kind people were more likely to give her alms than to adults with hands and feet.

The men had trouble even getting food, and had not eaten for four days before they came to her. They said they could protect her, and she would give them 90% of the money she begged for food.

She didn't think too much about it, she just knew that without them she might have nothing, so she nodded and agreed.

Everyone got what they needed, and the cooperation went smoothly in the beginning. The group of people gradually gained strength, gained weight, and their complexions gradually improved.

When she is well fed and warmed, she will think about sex, even if she is just a child.

Over time, she let down her guard against them, and didn't feel anything unusual during the initial unintentional contact with them.

No one taught her about the so-called safe distance and normal contact. Under the instigation of this group of men, she quickly accepted that this was a normal way to express a good relationship and acquiesced to these men touching her.

She could vaguely tell from the reactions of people around her that she was good-looking, and she was also good at using her face. But when people around her gave her obscene looks, these things were beyond her cognition, and she could only listen to the explanations of those she trusted.

After discovering her trust in them, the group of people became more aggressive and began to pull her clothes, forcing her to wear shorter and thinner clothes, on the grounds that "she is growing and clothes will restrict her growth."

The autumn wind blows, the leaves and grass fall, the coldness comes, and it is the winter solstice.

It was in late autumn that she met someone.

He was a boy about her age, neatly dressed and wrapped in a dark velvet robe. There was no skin exposed below his face. He had black hair and black pupils. His hair was so long that it even covered one of his eyes.

Very clean.

When she first met him, he was accompanied by a group of servants, and she could tell at a glance which noble family he came from.

She should have walked up to him, as she had done countless times before, smiling at him ingratiatingly, lowering her body, and asking him for some change.

But perhaps he was frightened by the indifferent-looking servants around him, so he dared only to shrink aside, watching him walk into the cart pulled by the monsters and disappear.

That day she walked back to the dilapidated temple in a daze. Perhaps because she had missed such a good opportunity, she didn't have the energy to cheer up for several days.

Her listless appearance made the men unhappy, and they asked her why she hadn't gone to beg for food for several days.

She felt sad and just shook her head without answering. She sat there blankly for a while, then forced herself to go out and beg.

Then I met him again.

This time, after she finished begging, the handsome and elegant disciple of the sect gave her some food out of pity and touched her head.

After touching his head, he took out a handkerchief, wiped his hands carefully, and then threw it away.

She picked it up and touched the silk that she had never touched before. She felt comfortable, like clouds, soft and cool, a feeling she had never experienced before.

She held it up to her eyes curiously, and just as her smile broke out, it froze.

The boy stood opposite her, staring at her for an unknown amount of time.

It was like a basin of ice water was poured over my head, colder than ever before.

There was no one around the boy, and the servant who had been with him a few days ago disappeared for some reason.

The boy looked at her for a moment and walked towards her.

Her first reaction was to run.

But he was already there.

As she watched in horror, the boy took off his outer robe and put it around her.

"Girls shouldn't do this." The boy still had a babyish voice, but his expression was very serious, "...I taught you that. Are you hungry?"

As he said this, he took out a silver coin from his pocket and gave it to her.

She was at a loss and stared at him blankly. The boy then put some paper in her hand and wiped her face with it.

She suddenly remembered that she hadn't washed her face for a long time. Her whole body stiffened and she felt more ashamed than ever before.

The boy's fingers were clean and they accidentally touched her face, which was soft and warm.

Unlike the touch of those men, the boy's eyes were black, serious and bright, like pearls, without any desire.

She unconsciously compared them and suddenly noticed something strange.

But the inspiration flashed by and she didn't catch it.

The boy wiped her face carefully, looked at her quietly, and suddenly smiled: "You are so beautiful."

Her face suddenly turned red.

The boy accidentally got lost and asked her for directions. She hurriedly showed him the way and wanted to return the silver coin to him.

It was too clean and she didn't want to touch it.

But he refused.

"Thank you for helping me." The boy bowed to her. She had never been treated like this before, so she turned around and ran away in panic.

It was not until I ran into the temple that my pounding heart calmed down a little.

An arm suddenly appeared from behind and embraced her.

Her hair stood on end and she felt like she was going to explode at that moment.

The man held her in his arms, one hand around her waist and the other hand on her face.

"Why is there only one? You seem to be less and less attentive lately..." The man complained and tried to take the silver coin from her hand.

She clenched her fist instinctively: "No..."

"No?" The man never thought she would refuse. He narrowed his eyes and pinched her chin. "Why?"

She suddenly felt nauseous. Her chin, waist, and every place where her skin was touched felt disgusting.

"Why did you wipe your face clean today?" another man came over and raised his eyebrows.

The man tightened his arms around her and smiled, "Looking at it this way, it's really beautiful..."

The man's fingers slid down her cheek, gradually overlapping with the place where the boy's fingers had brushed past, and her hair was about to explode.

Comparing the two, she finally understood where the problem lay.

The first reaction was nausea.

Meeting the man's lustful eyes, she finally remembered.

She had seen such a scene!

After begging once before, Ben was eager to exchange some food, but he unexpectedly saw a man and a woman hanging out in the alley. The man excitedly pinched the woman's neck and pushed her to the ground. The woman's rapid breathing was mixed with pain.

At that time, that look...

It's exactly the same!

She finally realized what the man in front of her felt for her, and she felt disgusted and terrified.

The woman's pained expression impressed her.

She didn't understand what it was doing, but she knew it was causing her pain.

So she pushed the man away, turned around and tried to run, but was pulled back by her calf.

"Damn, did you find out?"

"How did you find out?"

"Did someone tell her? Or did she see something..."

The remaining few people gathered around and watched her being pinned down by the man, trapped in his arms.

She started to get scared and pushed hard, but to no avail.

"Don't be afraid, it will come eventually..."

The clothes made a breaking sound and fell to the ground like broken beads.

Her mind went blank, and she could only struggle randomly. She felt something on her face, and she bit it without hesitation. Her mouth was filled with blood, and she successfully heard the man's cry of pain.

"This little brat!"

"I'm going to fuck you today!"

"Stupid thing, be obedient and make me comfortable, otherwise——"

The obscene words were unbearable to hear. She couldn't actually understand all of what they said, but she knew it was definitely not something nice. Seeing her hands and feet being grabbed, the man's dirty and torn clothes blocking her vision, her body went cold, and her waist and abdomen were held down tightly.

The strings in her brain suddenly broke, and the complex emotions of anger, despair, resentment, etc. that had been constantly squeezed in her chest reached their peak and suddenly burst out, drowning her in an instant like a tide.

——A collapse like never before.

“Get lost!!”

It burst out from the heart, and the body seemed to be on fire, burning hot, and even reason collapsed.

As soon as the restraints on her limbs loosened, she suddenly stood up, grabbed the man's throat tightly, threw him to the ground, and pressed him under her.

The cloth on his head slipped off, and the man's hideous face appeared before his eyes.

She could see that her arm, which was holding the man's throat, was burning with flames. The flames passed through her body, and her entire body seemed to be on fire.

All thoughts vanished into thin air, leaving only the thick, burning murderous intent.

She's going to kill him!

Her eyes turned red, and her fingers kept tightening, trying to strangle him to death. However, the man's strength was also increasing. He awakened his attribute, which was to restrain her water.

Seeing that the water was about to put it out, she was not afraid at all and had fallen into madness.

Her body burst out with huge energy again. She stared at the flame burning on her arm, which gradually darkened from bright red to extremely black.

The water suddenly evaporated, and the black flames penetrated every hole, instantly enveloping the man.

The man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to scream, but due to the pressure in his throat, no sound came out. His eyes bulged and he stared at her in disbelief.

She could clearly see her own indifferent face in the man's eyes, and watched the man turn into charcoal in the flames.

Her entire body was enveloped in black flames, and after confirming that the man was dead, she slowly stood up and looked at the other people.

The murderous intent urged her to attack them. After killing one more, she suddenly lost her strength, the flames dissipated, and her body went limp and fell to the ground.

Why...is this happening?

She didn't know. She wanted to get up, but she couldn't move a finger. She could only let her face stick to the ground. She didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Yu Guangzhong saw the remaining people walking towards her, and she closed her eyes in almost despair.

She was dead.