Vol 2 Chapter 1501: Xiao Mao’s hatred

"Oh? Your enemy?" Xiao Hua Wei Wei, look at Hongxia Fairy, but also look at Li Zongbao, know Xiao Mao's scruples, nod, "If you do, you don't say anything! If you think Big Brother has help Your ability, you can say it!"
"You still say it at this time!" Li Zongbao said faintly. "You are already in a state of mind. If you don't say it, you are not interested in future cultivation! Although a family can't help you, you can't definitely What will hinder you!"
"This..." Xiao Mao is still hesitant. After all, the relationship between the various sects on the Xiaoyu continent is complicated. This is the most important thing in the feud. It is a little leaking, that is, the disaster of killing, Xiao Maolian Xiao Hua I dare not tell, where can I talk to Li Zongbao and Hongxia Fairy!
"Actually... in this world, there are still a few that can be trusted. If this trust cannot be saved in the world, this road of cultivation is afraid of becoming narrower and narrower, and more and more lonely!" Understand Xiao Mao's scruples, naturally know that Xiao Mao kept this secret since he was a child, and his heart is extremely burdened. And Xiao Hua himself has a lot of secrets that can't be told, and my heart is very tired.
Even Xiao Hua himself has hatred, fearing that responsibility is no lighter than Xiao Mao. He also has Zhang Qingxiao and Xiao Xianrui to talk, and Xiao Mao can only lie in his heart. His bitter Xiaohua can be realized.
However, Li Zongbao's cultivation is "I Love the Love", which is extremely sensitive to the fluctuations of Xiao Mao's emotions. Since he said that there is a problem, Xiao Mao is really a problem. Xiao Hua does not want to see Xiao Mao walk in. Ramp, can only say so.
"Xiao Hua said that it is good! The road to comprehension is long and long, there are enemies, opponents, and there are always accomplices. It is always different!" Li Zongbao said slowly, "You don't have to name the name! Infant monk, you don't say, a certain family knows that it is Yuan Ying!"

Hey. Thank you, Master Li’s reminder!
Xiao Mao sighed.
The enemy has always been a thorn in the heart of the younger brother! In the past, I went to Yan Yan’s teaching, and later, the younger brothers used this hatred as the first one. The big thing is also the motivation for the younger brother to practice! But before... the younger brother’s qualifications are dull and unsuccessful. Every time I think about this, my heart is like a knife, and I hate that I can’t take revenge for my mother!

"With hate as the goal, your cultivation must not go far! Even in the end, you may not be able to revenge!" Li Zongbao said, "Only when you see the road as a goal, you can put hatred under your feet!"
"Yeah. Master Li said very much!" Hongxia Fairy is also whispered, "As long as you put down your hatred and meditate, you can truly achieve the realm of revenge!"
"Well, Master, Master Li, these younger brothers know!" Xiao Mao smiled. "If you really let the younger brother do it, the younger brother is really not easy to do it!"
"Xiao Mao, which is your comprehension disciple?" Li Zongbao frowned. "A certain impression of Zhongxi is not a family with a surname Xiao. It seems that there is only a Xiaojia in the country, but the Xiao family is very small. It’s also a long way from the west!

"The younger brother is not a disciple of the family!" Xiao Mao shook his head. "The younger brother started from the beginning of the story with the mother in a... a life in the Xi country. It is an extremely quiet valley, mother-in-law, it seems that there is still awkwardness, only us A family of three. He farmed in the fertile places of the valley, and the mother kissed the clothes and taught me to read and read..."
Speaking of Xiao Mao’s eyes, there was a hint of warmth, and looked up at the morning dawn. Whispered: "This situation used to appear in my dreams. But as the years passed, this situation was blurred. In addition to the look of the mother, there is still some impression, what does it look like... I... I can't remember some of them!"
Xiao Hua and others did not dare to disturb the rare situation of Xiao Mao. They all fly silently beside him.
"Remember... I am still a mother, I have a good friend, but I have never seen him. Every time I come, when I am sleepy, I feel that I am in a dream. And it feels like it is in the grass house, his voice is a bit weird, different from ordinary people... except for him, where I live... no more fifth person!"
"I always thought that this world is afraid of only four people! Everything in the book is just in the book, not in the world! But when I see the fifth person, though, that day is exactly Rainy autumn, although I was still sleepy at the time, but his appearance... I remember it clearly! And, when he killed my mother, I felt a red. Mother kissed me in my ear and even said his name!!!"
"Ah?" Red Xia fairy was slightly stunned, and some weirdly looked at Xiao Mao, asked in amazement, "Xiao Mao, how old were you?"
"Oh, teacher!" Xiao Mao smiled, and there was a bit more bleak in the eyes. "I know what you want to say! The things in it are a strange thing! I still don't understand it, and I haven't made it clear!"

"Really!" Li Zongbao nodded. "You are only four or five years old when you go to Yan Yan. You are three years old when you are in front of you. At that time, the memory is now a bit fuzzy, even if you even look at yourself." Can't remember, the closest is the close relatives... It's getting more and more vague! If your enemy can kill your niece, you can kill you! How can you be safe? Live to the present?"
"The younger brother's memory only has some scattered impressions! When the mother-in-law fell, the younger brother's eyes were blood red, and the thief's appearance was deeply imprinted in the younger brother's mind! It seems... your thief is also shooting the younger brother. The younger brother still remembers that the thief was very frightened, very weird, and then the younger brother could not remember anything!"
"How do you go to worship Yan Yan?" Xiao Hua asked with a frown.
"When the younger brother woke up, he had already taught a brother in the arms of Yan Yan!" Xiao Mao smiled bitterly. "He came to Jinyanling with his younger brother. The younger brother was lucky enough to pass the entry test. Yan Yan teaches. However, this brother is old, just around the age of six, and has passed away!"
"Well, this brother... You didn't ask him, how did you meet you?" Hongxia Fairy frowned.
"After the younger brother worshipped Yan Yan, it was the brother who took care of the younger brother's life. The younger brother naturally asked!" Xiao Mao's face showed memories. "However, he only said that he saw the younger brother in a coma on the roadside. Moreover, the foundation of the younger brother is also very good. At that time, it was the time for Yan Yan to recruit disciples. He also brought the younger brother into the Yanyan teaching!"
"This person is really, don't ask if it is a child who is lost by others..." Hongxia Fairy is somewhat puzzled.
"Senior brother is kind!" Xiao Mao shook his head. "When the brothers said that they saw the younger brother, it was a place of extreme desolateness. There was no human smoke at all..."
"Where is that? Are you afraid of being close to the valley where you live?" Xiao Hua asked.
"The brothers said, but the younger brother was still small at the time, and I don't remember very clearly!" Xiao Mao was very sorry.
Xiao Hua listened, and no longer asked, this is Xiao Mao’s , and now it’s said that it’s good.
"If you say that your enemy is a Yuanying monk, then your aunt is not a normal person!" Li Zongbao said faintly, "And, your buddy friend... must be extremely powerful. Supreme. As you can see from a certain family, he must have arrived at the valley when the thief killed you. Although he did not rescue your mother, he will save you! He was terrified at that time... Just see the man’s panic!"
"Well, it should be!" Xiao Mao nodded. "The younger brother was too young at the time, and could not remember clearly..."
"There is still some doubts in the whole body!" Hongxia Fairy frowned. "If it is as Master Li said, then Xiaomao's mother-in-law is at least a Jindan monk! They even shun the world because they don't know why. Should also be used after Xiao Mao’s birth to Xiao Mao to wash the marrow, otherwise ... his repair can not be so low!"
"That's the same!" Li Zongbao was indulged. Whether it is a comprehension family or a comprehension martial art, it is all about inheritance. Every family and martial art has some secret techniques. When Zongmen disciples were young, they started to use them. This will not only ensure that these disciples can practice very fast, but also ensure that they go further on the road of cultivation!
As for Xiaomao’s sister-in-law, it’s just that teaching literacy is absolutely unique!
"Confucianism!!!" Xiao Hua suddenly was a glimpse, very shocked to see Xiao Mao, the dark road, "Is this Xiao Mao with ... Zhu Bocheng's Zhu family? Even with the right to travel is the Confucianism Descendants? Their niece was discovered after they shunned the world, and this was killed?"
You can look at Hongxia Fairy and Li Zongbao. Xiao Hua is not afraid of the two people knowing Confucianism, but he still said carefully: "Maybe, Xiao Mao's mother-in-law does not want Xiao Mao to practice again, only let him stay safe for a lifetime. ?"
"This word does not agree!" Hongxia Fairy immediately opposed. "Who is not willing to have a long life for a child? If it is cultivation, it can even live forever! How can it only read the word?"
"In fact, it is not just the ordinary literary reading!" Xiao Mao said with some hesitation, "Mother is still... I have taught younger brothers some hometown since childhood, some hometown words..."
"Oh? Your home is not a country?" Hongxia fairy.
"Nature will not be!" After listening to Xiao Mao's words, Xiao Hua even affirmed that Xiao Mao's mother is the identity of Confucianism. The inscriptions are completely different from the words used in comprehension. "If it is the country, they To avoid the enemy is to go to Mongolia or the country, or even the country!" (To be continued.)