Warm and cold room

Then, he merged with his father's blood, flowed all over the ground, and slowly condensed into dark red. "Xue'er, go away! Remember to avenge your father!" Dad, this is actually the last sentence you said to your baby!The revenge of killing your father is irreconcilable, as long as I live, I will definitely avenge you!

As the sun set, Xiao Hui knelt in front of a solitary tomb without a tombstone built of chaotic stones. "Mother, my son is not filial. I just came to visit my mother today, but my son finally avenged you. Look, this is the head of your enemy Dai Shiheng. My son burned it to ashes to honor your spirit in heaven." After finishing speaking, Xiao Huidong He kowtowed a few times.Soon, a flame rose from the grave, emitting thick black smoke...

sick and sympathetic

Two years later in the autumn, the thousand-foot Duan Hun Cliff plunged into the blue sky, and the mountain wind was blowing in his face. Xiao Hui stood with his sword, and a fiery red maple tree beside him seemed to merge with the burning morning glow in the sky.In the distance, a small black dot was climbing up the cliff, and it was Dai Xue who was getting closer and closer.Two years have passed, he has grown a lot taller, and his lightness kung fu has also improved a lot.

It seems that in the past two years, he has practiced martial arts hard in order to take revenge, but he is still far from being able to compete with himself. Even if he does not use the ruthless swordsmanship, he has also practiced the eighth level of his Heaven-Xungong. The corner of Xiao Hui's mouth A satisfied smile appeared, but her heart trembled inexplicably.I thought that everything would be fine after getting revenge, but for some reason, in the past two years, from time to time, I would think of the little things I spent with Dai Xue when I was a child, those short but sweet times.Occasionally he would dream of Dai Xue's helpless eyes and thin body, tossing and turning under him, hearing him cry "Brother Xiao", his big eyes filled with tears but he did not dare to cry aloud, Xiao Hui couldn't help crying I want to wipe away the tears for him, and hold him in my arms to comfort him.But every time he would wake up at this time, facing the endless darkness of the night... Sigh, when he left, did anyone come to save him? How should a 13-year-old child live without his father?Xiao Hui somewhat regretted that he was soft-hearted, not only did he not kill the grass, but also worried about him, but after all, those were not his fault, so how could he kill him?

In a blink of an eye, Dai Xue had climbed to the top of the cliff.He was still in his clothes, a plain white filial piety dress that made his skin more beautiful than snow, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his expression was a little less childish and more calm, but his face was still pale.That night, he lost his dearest relatives, his originally happy life collapsed in an instant, and he had no choice but to embark on the road of revenge.In the past two years, he sold all his property, and the Quartet invited famous teachers to practice martial arts hard.Painful memories tortured him all the time, and his father's spiritual tablet silently reminded him that he was no longer a carefree child under his father's lap, suffering alone in hatred, making it difficult for the young Dai Xue to support him... Therefore, just After two years, he also knew that he might not be able to win Xiao Hui, so he still came here seeking revenge. If he could not succeed, it would be a relief to die for revenge.

Looking at each other, Xiao Hui was startled, the underdeveloped and thin child in the past has become a delicate and beautiful boy, and Dai Xue, who had begged him with tears, has grown up.But those eyes are still exactly the same as two years ago, still full of despair and hatred.

"Xiao Hui, draw your sword!" Before Dai Xue finished speaking, the sword was out of its sheath.

Xiao Hui sighed: "Dai Xue, you obviously can't beat me, so why come to die?"

Dai Xue bit her lip and stopped answering, she stabbed with her long sword and arrived at Xiao Hui's door!Xiao Hui moved sideways, and then drew out his sword, the two swords intersected, and a few sparks burst out with a bang.The two fought for a while, after thirty strokes, Xiao Hui's sword rested on Dai Xue's neck.Dai Xue didn't say a word, she closed her eyes, waiting for the long sword to be cut down, waiting for her head to fall to the ground, like two years ago... After a long time, Dai Xue's neck suddenly loosened, and Xiao Hui returned the sword into its sheath. "Let's go, don't come here again, if you practice for another 20 years, you won't be my opponent."

Dai Xue was still silent, but when she turned around suddenly, she was about to jump off the cliff!Xiao Hui was startled, and flew forward, pinning him tightly, the upper bodies of the two were already hanging in the air when they landed.Xiao Hui hurriedly resorted to the kung fu of a heavy drop, and firmly nailed his feet on the cliff to relieve the momentum of the fall.With a little stability, he pulled Dai Xue up, pushed him back a few feet, and stood in front of him to prevent him from jumping off the cliff again.

"You don't kill me, and you don't allow me to end it myself?" Dai Xue asked coldly without gratitude.

"Huh!" Xiao Hui sneered, "I thought you were a man with ambition, so I agreed to fight you, but in the end, not only did you not improve in martial arts, but also in your temperament. When you encounter a little setback, you still seek life and death. What kind of man are you? What revenge is there? Your inhuman father raised a bloodless son!"

Dai Xue's face turned from white to red, and then from red to white again, her lips were pursed, her chest heaved violently. "Xiao Hui, remember what you said, you will pay the price! Two years later, I will come to Broken Soul Cliff to find you again!"

"Two years later? Why should I wait for you? What if you lose again?" Xiao Hui smiled wickedly upon hearing this.

"Then you kill me!" Dai Xue gritted her teeth.

"Hehe, I won't kill you, I want you to be my slave, let me handle everything, how about it?" Xiao Hui looked at Dai Xue leisurely, waiting for his answer.

slave?Dai Xue knew exactly what this meant, and the nightmare of that night was still as clear as yesterday. Whenever he thought about it in the past two years, he wished he could tear the corpse of the person in front of him into pieces.Do you still want to be humiliated by him? "No! I'd rather die!"

"If I lose, I will do whatever you want to kill or cut. If you lose, you will do as I please. Isn't that fair? Besides, I let you off once just now, so there is no need to accept your challenge again. If you don't agree , you will never find me again. Are you afraid, thinking that you will lose for sure, so you dare not agree? Then you don’t need to mention any revenge, just find a place to hide far away!" Xiao Hui Suo will fight to the end, if he is humiliated by himself again, it will be more painful than killing him, right?So will he retreat in spite of the difficulties?

Dai Xue's face turned pale again, and after a long silence, he finally said: "Okay! I agree to your terms. See you in two years!" Turning around to leave, he suddenly heard the wind behind him, and something broke. Flying in the air, Dai Xue copied backhand, but it was the long sword she had just dropped on the ground.Dai Xue took the sword and didn't say a word, but Xiao Hui's voice came from Suifeng: "Dai Xue, let me advise you, listen to it or not. Although your talent is good, it is not suitable for practicing just The martial arts you have learned all the way, you have learned too messy, and you are too eager to achieve success, but the haste is not fast..." Dai Xue put away the long sword, and used lightness kung fu to slide down the cliff, falling faster and faster, Xiao Hui's words gradually became inaudible.

Like a stone sculpture, Xiao Hui stood quietly on the cliff, watching Dai Xue's back gradually disappear.This hatred can't be solved in a lifetime, right?Looking at the sky, the morning glow has disappeared, the autumn is clear, there is no cloud in the blue sky, only the westerly wind can be heard on Duanhun Cliff, and the life-and-death struggle just now seems to have never happened.

After a long time, Xiao Hui turned his head and saw a thin old man with gray beard and hair standing on the cliff at some time. "Master!" This person is Xiao Hui's master, Mo Wushang. There are rumors in the Jianghu that "If you use the ruthless sword, you will die without injury." No, his real name can't be tested.Mo Wushang has a eccentric temper and is not married. He took in one or two disciples before and was chased away by him one after another. But seven years ago, by chance, he rescued Xiao Hui who was dying in the snow, and found that he was very talented. I wanted to pass on my unique skills, so I took Xiao Hui, who was only 13 years old, and brought him back to Broken Soul Cliff, taught him martial arts, and raised him as an adult.Although the master is unsmiling, and it is common for him to beat and scold him when his practice does not meet the requirements, but Xiao Hui knows that the master treats him like a reincarnation, and his kindness is as heavy as a mountain. He respects and loves him more than his parents.

"Hui'er, who was that person just now?" Mo Wushang asked.

"It's Dai Xue, the son of Dai Shiheng, the disciple's enemy."

Two uncertain future

"Oh? Then why didn't you kill him and cut the grass and roots? Have you forgotten the rules of the ruthless sword?" Mo Wushang was slightly displeased.

"The disciple has already killed his father to take revenge. He is still young, so I cannot bear to kill him. Besides, he can't be my threat." Xiao Hui concealed what he had done to Dai Xue.

"Hui'er, you have clear grievances and grievances. That's all, you can handle this matter at your own discretion. As a teacher, you don't need to worry about it. However, I think he has a bit of sympathy with you back then."

Xiao Hui's heart suddenly jumped a few times when he heard Master say the words "same sickness and compassion for each other".Sympathy?Is not it?Even this stubborn temper is exactly the same as his back then...but his "illness" is caused by himself, so how can he be sympathetic?

"Hui'er, follow me." Back in the house, Mo Wushang said, "As a teacher, I have to go down the mountain."

"What's the important thing for master to go down the mountain?" Xiao Hui asked.

Mo Wushang said: "Hui'er, you don't know something. Our Wuqing sword school has always passed down the Wuqing sword and the Wuqing sword technique. The Wuqing sword was forged from ancient black iron by the founder of the mountain. Pai Zhibao. But although you are now practicing the Wuqing sword technique, the Wuqing sword has been lost for many years. I got some clues recently, so I have to go down the mountain to investigate."

"In that case, should the apprentice accompany Master down the mountain?" Xiao Hui asked hurriedly.

But Mo Wushang said: "What are you in a hurry for? After you have practiced martial arts, you will naturally need them later. Your ruthless sword and Xuntian kungfu are in good progress, but they can still be improved. My visit may be short-term. You can’t come back, and when I’m not around, you have to practice more diligently and don’t be lazy.”

"Yes, my apprentice would like to obey my master's orders." Xiao Hui replied with a bow.

Mo Wushang smiled with satisfaction, Xiao Hui was smart, diligent, and humble.