Originated from mountains and seas, life never ends

The expected pain came as expected. She was kicked out and hit the stone statue outside heavily. She was deeply trapped in the statue's arms. A fishy and sweet taste came out of her mouth. She didn't know whether she had bitten her tongue or injured her internal organs. Her arms and calves drooped weakly and hung in the air, shaking slightly.

She clearly heard the sound of bones breaking.

Is she...going to die?

Her pupils began to dilate, and the man was getting closer and closer to her, like death walking towards her.

It was a pity that the robe the boy had given her was lost while she was running.

As she approached death, this was her last thought.

She would never touch that robe again, that was so clean, so soft, so warm and comfortable.

Blood was oozing from the corners of her mouth, but she couldn't even do such a simple action as pursing her lips.

My vision is blurry and my life is slipping away.

Just as she was about to let go, a hand blocked her way.

It's white, short, and very soft.

so familiar...

She was in a trance, and her consciousness returned before her brain could work.

he--

How can it be? ! !

She forced herself to focus her eyes, but could only clearly see the boy, whom she had only met once, standing in front of her.

"This is... wrong." The boy stopped her and spoke seriously to the men.

"Not right? Why not?" One of them tilted his head and sneered.

"You...bully her. You can't bully girls. You can't bully the weak. You can't--"

Before the boy could finish his words, he was punched hard.

--Do not!

Her eyelids trembled and her lips quivered as she wanted to speak, wanting him to get out of the way, to stop him from reasoning with these people, to just... run.

The boy was punched in the face and flew back a few steps. Blood started flowing from his nose and one side of his face began to become red and swollen.

The boy had never suffered such an injury before, and he was obviously panicked and began to tremble all over.

It’s right to be afraid, run!

The boy wiped the blood from his nose, tears welled up in his eyes, and he stood up again, choking with sobs: "But...but this is not right."

"Are you fucking stupid?"

"Whose foolish young master is this?"

The men looked at him with strange and disdainful eyes, and raised their hands to slap him again.

This slap knocked him to the ground.

The boy shed more tears and his sobbing became more obvious, causing her ringing ears and heart to tremble.

He stood up again, trembling with fear, crying, and took a few steps back, his back pressed against the stone statue under her legs.

Everyone thought he was going to run away. The man's expression eased a little, and he was about to say something -

"You can't do this... This is not right."

The boy repeated it, crying hard, but he stayed in front of her, as if he was fighting against something, repeating it stubbornly.

“It shouldn’t be like this…”

"Kid, nothing is wrong." The man suddenly pinched his head and looked at him sternly. "Just like you have everything since birth, but we can only beg you people for a way to survive. This world has never been fair."

"Now, get out of the way, I'll give you a chance to live."

She killed someone, there was no way the man would let her live.

So she used all her strength and whispered, "Let's go..."

The boy trembled even more violently, and cried as if he would flood the dilapidated temple.

"But...it shouldn't be like this. This is wrong."

The boy's faith seemed to collapse here. He looked up at the man dejectedly, his face covered with tears.

The man got impatient and punched him hard.

The punch hit me in the heart.

The sound of bones breaking was heard again, and tears welled up in my eyes.

she cried.

The boy stopped crying, his body stiffened, and then quickly collapsed.

"Do not……"

Tears continued to flow, the corners of her mouth twitched, and the fingers that were sunken into the stone statue began to tremble.

The man let go, and the boy suddenly fell to the ground, where he lay lifeless.

"It's your turn." The man's cold voice made her despair again, but now she no longer had any strength to resist.

Tears blurred her vision and she stared at the boy on the ground and cried.

The man raised his hand, murderous intent surging.

But suddenly, the boy stood up.

It didn't crawl up, but stood upright like a bamboo pole.

The boy's bangs were messy because of the slap from the man, and the well-hidden eye mask fell off, revealing his other eye.

Weird and spooky.

That eye was completely opposite to that of a normal person. The pale pupil stared straight at the man, and the white part of the eye was now pitch black, like an abyss with no bottom in sight.

She looked at him, and her heart suddenly felt cold, and she even forgot to cry.

wrong……

very scary.

who is he?

Noticing her gaze, the boy raised his face, looked at her expressionlessly, then looked around and suddenly sighed.

"he--"

The person who discovered it had just said a word when he fell to the ground with a bang.

The sky seemed to darken for a moment, and the dilapidated temple was silent.

The man in front of her had no perception at all, his pupils dilated and he fell backwards to the ground.

The boy walked slowly up to her, his dark eyes revealing a hint of compassion.

Unlike the condescending charity, she felt frightened when she was stared at like this.

It was as if the gods and Buddhas in the temple had taken on a concrete form...

What a strange perception.

She wanted to shake her head to get rid of the thought, but the pain was too great to move.

The boy reached out and tapped her forehead.

The pain receded like the tide, the bones made a grinding sound, the bent bones recovered, the itching felt like thousands of ants gnawing at the bones, and after the severe itch, there was a refreshing feeling.

She sat up suddenly, looked at her palm in disbelief, touched her chest, and touched her whole body.

Okay...alright?

She looked at the boy blankly. His bruised face returned to normal, and the boy blinked, the creepy aura on his body had faded away.

The strange smell disappeared.

The boy took two steps and put the robe on her again.

Only then did she notice that she was naked and her face turned red.

The boy didn't notice her shyness. He carefully covered her with his robe and stared into her eyes.

She was about to say something, but the boy fainted.

She hurriedly caught the boy's fallen body and sat on the ground at a loss.

She was very dirty, with not only the dirt from the past few days but also the blood from the past. However, the dirt on her body seemed to have been burned away by the flames just now...

She didn't dare hug him for fear of dirtying him, so she could only sit quietly beside him and stare at him.

Just as she was daydreaming, a figure reappeared in the temple.

A strange man appeared in front of her at some point, well-dressed and gentle.

The man met her eyes, was startled, noticed something strange about her, and conjured up a set of clothes out of thin air for her to put on.

She was puzzled and just stared at the clothes falling to the ground without picking them up.

The dress was so beautiful that she couldn't afford to pay for it.

"Put it on." The man looked at her with a smile, put it on her body, and touched her head. "Did you do that just now? That flame."

She blinked. The man put his hand down, not wiping it, but letting it hang by his side.

She thought for a moment and nodded.

"Very impressive..." The man smiled and said, "Where are your parents?"

She was stunned for a moment and shook her head.

"Any family?"

Still shaking his head.

"What's your relationship with this kid?"

Still shaking his head.

The man was in a dilemma. He nodded his chin and looked at the boy, then found the logo on his sleeve.

"The Chen family's child?" The man muttered, looked at her, and smiled suddenly, "Are you worried about him?"

She was silent for a moment and nodded.

"Then come with me." The man patted his sleeves and held out his hand to her. "I'll send the child home. Come with me and I'll support you. Okay?"

The man's voice was gentle, a little hoarse in the bass.

She didn't understand why, looked at the boy, then at the man, and blinked.

She thought of it as a deal, like the other men before her, she would go with him and he would take the boy home.

So she thought about it and nodded.

The man smiled a little brighter.

"Then let's go." The man suddenly reached out and picked her up.

She was suddenly frightened, her whole body stiffened, and she clutched the man's collar in confusion.

"Does it have a name?" the man picked up the boy with his other hand and asked her.

She shook her head.

"Then I'll give you one."

The man looked at the leafless tree in the dilapidated temple, tilted his head and thought for a while, then said softly:

"Summer cicadas are silent, leaves are silent, green lamps and rain turn autumn into autumn."

"You can just call yourself Xia Wu. My last name is Xia, too." The man said with a smile, "If you call me daddy, you will be my daughter. How about that?"

It seemed as if the heavens noticed something, and as the man finished speaking, fine raindrops fell, hitting the palms of his hands and the top of his head.

The man tucked his clothes into her arms again, fearing that she would get wet in the rain.

Seeing that she was hesitant, the man increased his strength.

"We provide food and lodging, and give you little skirts to wear. We have everything you want. How about considering it?"

……

Xia Wule concealed a lot and simply described the process of the appearance of flames and blackening. Looking at Qin Xiao who was lost in thought, he tapped his fingers and added.

"Also, I don't know if it was because of that day. A phoenix pattern appeared on my back." Xia Wule lifted her hair to her shoulders, slowly turned around, and pulled off her clothes on her back.

Qin Xiao looked at her white and smooth back and frowned slightly.

"It will only appear when I am circulating my Qi." Xia Wu Le explained as if he had grown an eye on his back.

Black flames appeared around her body, and gorgeous and mysterious black and red tattoos gradually appeared.

It is a phoenix spreading its wings proudly.

The phoenix eyes are located on the neck, the wings overlap with the butterfly bones, the tail feathers hang down to the waist, the feathers are like floating flames, and they still shine with a gilded glow in the dim light.

Ancient and mysterious.

Xia Wule turned his head to look at Qin Xiao. Seeing that he was looking at her seriously, he felt relieved. Just as he was about to put his clothes down, he heard Qin Xiao speak.

"Do you suggest I take a photo?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Please ask a friend." Qin Xiao looked away, "If it doesn't work, forget it."

"...You stay."

Qin Xiao used the Qi device he had just bought to take a picture of her back, leaving a picture.

Xia Wuliao straightened his clothes and said, "I have talked about this with the old man Shen Youge. Shen Youge said it is related to my attributes. The old man went to look for information and has not come back yet."

Qin Xiao knew that the old man she was referring to was the dean, and nodded slightly: "I understand."

"Who are you going to ask?"

"A friend." Qin Xiao thought for a moment, "Do you know if there is anyone else who has the Fire Phoenix attribute besides the Yuhua Royal Chamber?"

"The Yuhua royal family is the Fire Phoenix?" I didn't expect Xia Wule didn't even know this. "I don't understand, but I have never seen a Qi cultivator with the same attributes as me."