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Chapter 102: Righteousness (5)

One evening ninety years ago, the clouds were foggy, and the bitter rain was bleak and the wind was sad.

In front of the gate of Xiaoyao Sect.

A child, who was only about ten years old, was kneeling on the stone steps, with dry blood still left on his head. It was not injured by others, but by the child himself.

Starting from early morning.

The ragged and pale-faced and thin boy knelt on the stone steps, kowtowing while saying "Please accept me as your disciple."

During this period, there were disciples from Xiaoyao Sect who came out to see it, but in the end they all left, and the little boy could only keep kowtowing. He had not eaten anything along the way, and he had already exhausted because of the kowtow and finally fainted on the steps.

But no one came out.

Someone asked the little boy: "Why do you want to join the Xiaoyao Sect?"

"I want to learn martial arts!"

"I want to take revenge!"

The little boy replied, his eyes filled with anger of hatred, as if the scene of the past had reappeared.

It was a nightmare day.

The horse thief was raging in the village, the man's roar, the woman's scream, the calm Xiao Village was covered with orange-red fire, the child's last memory of the village was at the moment when his parents hid themselves, at the gentle eyes of his mother, and at the father's resolute back.

"Like ink, like ink, my child"

"Living."!!!

Xiao Rumo suddenly opened his eyes. At some point, he was no longer in the imperial tomb, but was in a deserted village, full of corpses and blood. He seemed to have traveled through time and space, and returned to the day ninety years ago, and back to the day dyed red with blood.

When I came to my senses, crystal tears were flowing out uncontrollably.

"Don't you hate it?"

“!!!”

Xiao Rumo turned his head suddenly and looked in the direction where the sound came. Standing there was an old man who looked old but had a good spirit.

"master?"

"Ru Mo, don't you hate them? I hate these thieves who killed your family?"

""

The familiar tone and familiar voice made Xiao Rumo feel a little confused and remembered the past scenes again.

The same is the problem.

The old man who asked this question stood in front of Xiao Rumo, who was only a ten-year-old boy at that time. Before that, Xiao Rumo had kowtowed for a whole day, but no one responded to him. But he was originally desperate, but the appearance of the old man made Xiao Rumo rekindle hope.

When facing the old man's inquiry, Xiao Rumo said without hesitation:

"I hate it!"

"If I succeed in martial arts, I will definitely kill all those enemies! No one will be left!"

"good!"

The old man laughed and agreed with him: "Well said! From today on, you will be my disciple! Since you have hatred and enemies in your heart, you must work hard to practice and never slacken in your whole day. Every time you relax, your enemies will be free for a day. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

"Follow me."

After coming back to his senses, looking at the master who appeared in front of him again, Xiao Rumo was silent for a moment, and then smiled helplessly.

"Master, I hate it."

"I still hate those horse thieves. I hate them and I wish I could crush them to ashes."

"good!"

The master laughed and praised him as much as he remembered.

but.

After praise, the smile on the master's face changed.

"Since you hate, then take revenge! Take revenge as much as possible! It is these damn horse thieves, these so-called martial arts people, which will destroy your family! If these horse thieves do not know martial arts, their number is not enough to slaughter your village, and they deserve to die."

"These martial arts people deserve to die!"

"Kill them!"

"Let them understand your anger!"

"Relax out the anger in my heart!"

"Like ink, like ink"

The master is no different from his memory. When calling his name, he is still gentle and stern, but his tone changes unconsciously.

Like ink, like ink.

Being devil, be intoxicated

Being possessed!

The surrounding scenes changed again, as in memory, the horse thieves laughed wildly, the screams of the villagers, and even the shouts of their parents before they died, their faces before they died, their wishes before they died, their anger before they died, and their resentment before they died all emerged.

The familiar relatives in my memory turned into ghosts and floated in front of Xiao Rumo.

Since you hate it, then go and kill it!

If you don't want to do it.

Then give me the power.

I'll kill you!

If a hero violates the ban with martial arts, kills all the people who are martial arts in the world, and the world will naturally be peaceful!

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!

Huang Zhong's voice like a great man echoed in Xiao Rumo's mind, squirting the murderous intent in his heart, urging the anger in his heart, tragic death of his relatives, parents' determination, despair of surviving, the deepest shadow of childhood flashed through Xiao Rumo's mind

After Xiao Rumo was silent for a moment, she suddenly smiled and shook her head.

“That’s the end.”

"Chen Changzhuan, is it you?"

"Although you deliberately concealed it, I have carefully investigated you before, and you can't hide it from me."

“!!!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the screams that had been continuously stopped for a moment.

Looking at the ghosts around, listening to the screams in my ears, and feeling the terrifying memories from ninety years ago, Xiao Rumo not only showed an angry look, but instead

"Why bother?"

Sighed deeply.

Rumble!

The sighs fell, and the surrounding scene changed again. The ruined villages, corpses everywhere, and cheering horse thieves also disappeared. Instead, a figure wearing a blood robe and fierce face was Chen Changzhuan, who should have been cut off by the Beidou Star Lord.

It was not Chen Changzhuan who appeared here.

To be precise, he was almost dead in reality at this time, but before he died, he used the induction between the Blood Demon Pill and Xiao Rumo to project consciousness here.

Xiao Rumo was not surprised by this.

"Is it an illusion? When did you inject poison into me?"

"You were caught when you first met."

Chen Changzhuan said coldly: "The Blood Demon Pill is divided into two parts: mother and mother. I use mother and mother. The thin and weak dust of the son pill can be used to perform illusions after it is penetrated into your body. At critical moments, I can even use mother pills to directly extract the blood of the qi and blood of the son pill host to restore my own state."

"Since that's the case, you seem to have failed?"

"Damn it!"

Xiao Rumo's questions made Chen Changzhuan roar indescribable.

"Why!"

"Xiao Rumo! Are you not angry??"

"I know you!"

"I have investigated your case specifically! You joined the Xiaoyao Sect because your whole family was killed. The identities of those horse thieves were actually fleeing people in the world. They were of great martial arts and had weapons. Even if there were many middle-aged men in Xiao Village, they could not withstand the swords of those horse thieves at all."

"Aren't you angry? Don't you want to take revenge?"

"It's all those people in the martial arts world!"

"If it weren't for them, you could have lived a happy and happy life in your own village! Grow up safely, get married peacefully, grow up safely, grow old peacefully, have children and grandchildren, and be peaceful and happy for the rest of your life. Those people in the martial arts world have destroyed everything about you! Don't you hate it!"

Chen Changzhuan's roar seemed to touch this mysterious illusion space.

Just beside him, illusions appeared one by one, but the master of the illusion was no longer Xiao Rumo, but another similar but different boy.

They are also young children in the village.

In order to confront the enemy family, a family in a nearby city easily destroyed the entire village and regarded hundreds of villagers as pawns of conspiracy.

It seems as if history repeats itself.

The young child survived by chance, and he hid in the cubicle at home and escaped.

Then he also joined the Xiaoyao Sect

Yes.

Xiao Rumo looked at these scenes and couldn't help but sigh: "It looks very similar to me."

"Answer me!!!"

"Xiao Rumo!!!"
Chapter completed!
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