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Xiaoyao Mountain.

Xiaoxi confronts Jianye.

"Hehehe, play tricks, lure him to a duel with me, and weaken my strength. You have no dignity as a swordsman, and you are even more sorry for the sword in your hand." Jianye's eyes were cold.

"It's wrong for you to pass it on to me, and Xiao Xi can use any means to kill you, Xiao Xi, this is the kind of person now."

He tightly held the sword in his hand, which was a reward for challenging Jianye time and time again and learning his sword skills time and time again.

He used this sword to successfully draw scars on Jianye's body, constantly weakening him.

If it wasn't for the battle half a year ago, Jianye was seriously injured, and he wouldn't have had the chance to hurt him.

Now, he feels that he has the ability to kill him, but he is still reluctant to get along with him day and night, even without warm words, but he has to do it.

Jianye's eyes were cold, as if he was becoming more and more disdainful and contemptuous of him.

He didn't want to feel this kind of look too much, so he just raised his sword to attack him.

He was walking fast, and there was a strange fragrance floating on his body, which seemed to have the effect of confusing the enemy. The sword in his hand was shining, and the sword field only held Xiao to fight him.

Because he was seriously injured in the decisive battle with the sword riddle Liu Canghui a year ago, and he was attacked by someone half a year ago, adding more injuries to his injuries. Inside has been injured.

He fought Xiao Xi for dozens of rounds, and under his strength, he had already fallen into a disadvantage.

Xiao Xi's moves were fierce, and he didn't dare to use any less strength.I'm afraid that if you use less, your heart will soften.

Just when the sword in Xiao Xi's hand was about to pierce Jianye's body, he saw a burst of Huaihong Qi rushing towards Xiao Xi, forcing Xiao Xi to retreat.

"Jiandie." Jianye staggered back, Shen Jiandie had already come behind him, caught his figure, and called out "Sheng Lang."

Xiao Xi wanted to attack again, Shen Jiandie's eyes froze, and a slender sword light came out from his hand, forcing Xiao Xi to retreat again and again.

"Scared, ha, alas..." I can't give up all my previous efforts, this is a good opportunity, I must not let it go, there is a fierce light in his eyes, he rushed over again, and was beaten back again.

There were several small knives in his hand, cutting towards Xiao Xi's body.

"Don't, Dieer..."

Shen Jiandie stood in front of Ren Xiaosheng, pointed at Xiao Xi and said, "You are not Ren Xiaosheng's son at all."

Xiao Xi who ran over was startled, and stopped: "You are talking nonsense, mother said..."

"It's revenge."

Shen Jiandie ignored Ren Xiaosheng's stop, and insisted on telling him that his mother Yin Qingya's husband was Jianye's good friend, and he was the son of Ren Xiaosheng's good friend.

His mother was also from a generation of martial arts, and she pursued Ren Xiaosheng, but because of her despicable methods, she was abolished in martial arts.

Later, he followed Ren Xiaosheng's good friend, who was also a swordsman.

But after marrying Yin Qingya, she went back to her hometown and lived a retired life.

Xiao Xi stepped back in disbelief, looked up at Ren Xiaosheng, wriggled his lips, and asked seriously: "Are you really not my father?"

Jianye remained silent, Xiaoxi had already seen his answer from his eyes.

Jianye tilted his head slightly, looking into the distance with his eyes: "The son of a brother is naturally my son."

Xiao Xi couldn't help but smiled coldly, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with his hand, making a slight rubbing sound.

Then what is his complaint for such a period of time, he seems to be a clown, he has noble sentiments, neither relatives nor relatives, he bears the humiliation and wants to train himself to become a talent, but he always wants to kill him and join forces with outsiders.

All the sword energy erupted from his body, gathered at the tip of the sword, and rushed towards Jianye.

Thousands of small flying knives appeared in Shen Jiandie's hands, breaking up his attack, Xiaoxi vomited blood from his mouth, backed up again and again, jumped off the cliff with a leap.

Jianye went up to watch and sighed softly.

"Sheng Lang, you've done your best. It's time for him to know the truth so that he can grow up."

"Well, Die'er, did you think it's a good time to come out and save the hero by the beauty."

"Of course, no, how could I have the heart to get Sheng Lang hurt?" Shen Jiandie said in a gentle voice.

"Well, I knew Die loved me the most." Jianye approached him, wanting to love her, Shen Jiandie gently pushed him away to heal his wounds.

After Jianye's injury was treated, the two leaned side by side on Xiaoyao Mountain, talking insignificant words with smiles on their faces, which is a kind of romance.

When Xiao Xi jumped down the mountain, he was already seriously injured, he didn't care about it at all, just ran crazily.

When he ran to the place where the flowers were hidden, he hugged the flowers and took the dog with him, and ran towards the Kutan Gate, wanting to ask the truth.

I stumbled over a stone and fell, and the flower in my hand fell to the ground.

He half sat up, held up the flower, and stroked the petals with trembling hands: "Mother,..."

A gust of wind blows, the red flowers swaying, Xiao Xi raised his head, and saw a person in a black robe embroidered with white flowers appeared.

"Master, is Jianye my father?" He knelt on the ground and asked with red eyes.

"Ask your mother." As he said, white light gathered in his hands and he sent red flowers.

"Killing Jianye is your task, and you owe me this." The voice of the visitor said calmly.

Xiaoxi asked Honghua whether Jianye and the others were right, Honghua was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Xiao Xi suddenly burst into tears, neither hated nor resentful.

"Jianye was seriously injured. You have the flower soil on your body, and your body recovers quickly. I want you to wait for the opportunity and kill Jianye."

"I, I don't want to, as long as Xiao Xi is not allowed to kill people, Xiao Xi is willing to do anything."

"I just want to kill people in a short time, let's think about it." Said, the mysterious man Xiuran turned around and disappeared from his eyes.

Xiao Xi stretched out his hand, and there was an urge to destroy the flower in his heart. Hong Hua obviously felt it, and couldn't help but leave crystal tears. How can I repay you, mother...Mr. Jianye is a good person, but my child is a big villain..."

The little white dog rubbed against his leg, trying to comfort him, he stroked the white dog's head, as if to comfort him, he was fine.

He hugged the flowers again, stood up, and walked away from Xiaoyao Mountain step by step, with tears in his eyes.

Suddenly, twenty or thirty men, who seemed to be nearby villagers, surrounded him with sticks in their hands.

"The smell on his body is really strange. It must be a monster. He was poisoned after smelling it. Look at the flower in his hand, which is stuck in a bottle. It never dies or withers. It must be an unknown demon flower."

"It's him who tarnishes Jianye's reputation. He is really shameless. He pretends to be his son and falsely accuses him of abandoning his wife and son."

"He is a small interest in Feigou Village who does evil and eats people. He is not a good thing. It just happened to fall into our hands today. We must eliminate harm for the people and kill the grass."

Everyone approached him, Xiao Xi looked cautiously, and touched his waist with his hands.

He can't control the sword, the sword can hurt people by mistake.

... In this way, it's okay, he was already dead, so he let go of his hand.

"Joining the Kutan Sect, but can't do any tasks, it's really useless."

With the sudden sentence, Xiao Xi was startled slightly, a root had already hit him on the head, and immediately his head was bleeding, and he fell to the ground.

The little white dog ran up and was kicked away by everyone.

"Don't hurt Xiaobai..."

One person took his sword away, and then many sticks hit him. He only tried his best to protect the flower: "Don't hurt my mother."

When everyone heard it, they believed that Xiaoxi was a monster, and no one thought that Hua was their mother, so they beat him even more viciously.

Xiao Xi only felt that his body was in pain, the blood flowed continuously, his consciousness became weaker and weaker, and finally he closed his eyes.

Everyone kicked him with their feet, tested his breath, and made sure that he was dead, so they left yelling.

At this moment, Xiao Xi lay motionless in a pool of blood, frowning, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The red flower murmured sorry, and then withered, Xiaobai ran up to him, licked his face, and didn't respond for a while.

Only tears remained, twitching and choking, coughing up blood from the mouth, and fell straight to the ground.

The surroundings were calm, and the wind gently caressed them over and over again.

A man holding a red transparent bead string walked in slowly. It was Buku, the Buddha-reciter who practiced on behalf of Fafa. Looking at the situation on the ground, he chanted: "Amitabha."

So he collected the corpses for them.