In the middle of the night, the night sky of the burning town is full of stars, and the whole town is warm, which is very different from the cold of Wanren Mountain.

In the four seasons of the burning town, there has never been a cold word, even if it is a cold winter, the town is as warm as spring.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, there were two peerless masters who were proficient in fire martial arts, and they discussed martial arts here for seven days and seven nights.

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A courtyard to the west of the burning town is where the Qin family is located.

The residence of the patriarch of the Qin family is in the center of the house.

Standing in front of the door of the house, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar door, a memory appeared in Qin Mo's mind, grandfather Qin Zhengxing's cultivation was the seventh stage of martial arts, and the Qin family's unique mastery of breaking the army fist was cultivated to the seventh level, and he was one of the few masters in the burning town.

The strong strength, as well as the high prestige enjoyed in the Qin family, made Qin Zhengxing's position as the patriarch extremely stable, and in the past twenty years, the first line of patriarchs and the first line of elders have achieved a delicate balance.

After he was seriously injured and abolished in his previous life, his grandfather tried all kinds of ways to help him recover his body. He even infused him with true qi many times, causing his cultivation to drop greatly in just one year, down to the third stage of martial arts.

After that, the elder line headed by the great elder and the deputy patriarch rebelled and seized the position of grandfather's patriarch, causing the patriarchal line to completely decline. Because of a series of blows, grandfather Qin Zhengxing fell seriously ill and died a year later.

That year, Qin Mo was 16 years old, and he sat in front of his grandfather's grave for a month, and he couldn't revive this strong and respectable old man.

When he was 18 years old, the whereabouts of the jade pendant exposed by Zhao Yong after he was drunk made Qin Mo understand that the incident of his attack on Wanren Mountain was the beginning of a conspiracy against his grandfather by the elders.

"Young master, the master is waiting for you. Uncle Le's reminder made Qin Mo wake up from his memories.

Qin Mo took a deep breath, nodded, pushed the door and walked in.

The room was a little empty, only the stone table, the stone chair, and the stone bed were all carved from the limestone of Wanren Mountain, and the only precious thing was the blanket on the stone bed, crisscrossed with gold threads, exuding brilliance, making the room bright.

Under the blanket it was round, as if covered with a ball of flesh, and there was a slight breathing sound in it.

In front of the stone table, there was an old man in a white robe, with gray hair and thick eyebrows, not angry and arrogant, sitting there, like a lion, which made people feel awe.

"Grandpa......"

In his previous life, after the destruction of the burning town, Qin Mo had imagined countless times that if he could see his grandfather again, he would definitely hug this dearest person, cry loudly, and vent his long-standing longing.

But now, with a thousand words and only a whisper, Qin Mo had only one thought in his heart, in this life, he wanted to become the pillar of his grandfather and the Qin family, and he would not let his grandfather work so hard.

"Mo'er, what are you doing standing there stupidly? Are you intimidated by the experience of the past three days? Hmph, it's really useless, not like my grandson at all. Qin Zhengxing scolded with a straight face, and his loud voice shook Qin Mo's ears.

"Master, Young Master Mo has returned safely and broken through to the realm of warriors, this is a double happiness!" Uncle Le said beside him.

"Hmph, you're going to protect him, this kid is spoiled by you. Qin Zhengxing's face was calm, and his expression became more and more cold.

Uncle Le didn't care, the old patriarch had always been cold-hearted, and he treated his grandson even more so.

Puff ...... , Qin Mo suddenly knelt on the ground: "Grandpa, you are worried, your grandson will definitely work hard in the future and take on the burden of the Qin family." ”

Hearing this, Qin Zhengxing and Uncle Le were both stunned, and they were quite surprised by Qin Mo's move.

After thinking about it for a while, Qin Zhengxing was immediately relieved, his grandson had stagnated in the realm of the ninth stage of the martial arts for eight years, and now he had broken through and fought with the opponent of the second stage of the warrior for a long time, coupled with the tempering in the Ten Thousand Mountains for three days, it was not surprising that he had regained his self-confidence a long time ago.

However, in Qin Zhengxing's view, this kind of growth is like a flower in a greenhouse, just after some wind and rain, Qin Mo still has a long way to go in the future.

"You stinky boy, you just broke through, do you think you are very remarkable? The gap of eight years, can you make up for it overnight, with your current strength, you can barely squeeze into the top 100 of the three generations of the family, don't be ambitious. ”

Qin Zhengxing scolded, but he stepped forward and helped Qin Mo up, his grandson had this heart, which already made him quite happy.

Qin Mo's lips squirmed and he nodded, indicating that he was taught. He smiled bitterly in his heart, and after seeing his grandfather, he was emotionally agitated for a while, so he made this move. Unexpectedly, in the eyes of grandpa and Uncle Le, it was the arrogant words of a teenager. But it's right to think about it, the 14-year-old warrior is not outstanding in the family, and he swears that he will carry the burden of the Qin family, this is not a teenager's madness, what is it.

At this moment, the blanket on the stone bed suddenly opened, and a round figure sprang up.

"Brother Mo!" With a childish shout, a chubby little girl threw herself into Qin Mo's arms.

"It's so heavy!"

Rao is initial opening of the Fighting Holy Body, Qin Mo's strength is far superior to that of a martial artist of the same level, he still felt a strong attack in his arms, like a rock smashed into his chest, and he couldn't bear it and sat on the ground.

In her arms sat a little girl with two pigtails, about 7 or 8 years old, but she was too fat, with a chubby face and a round body, which at first glance looked like a ball of meat. Only her eyes are extremely peculiar, revealing an inexplicable agility.

This is Qin Mo's cousin, Qin Xiaoxiao!

Since birth, he has great strength, but he can't cultivate true qi, and he is the most famous freak of the Qin family!

"Woooooooooo......oo , Brother Mo, grandpa said that you may have gone far away and will never come back. You're so bad, you're a bad person, go so far away, why don't you take Xiaoxiao with you......"

The little girl's eyes were blurred with tears, she cried profusely, her chubby little hands clenched into fists, and slammed at Qin Mo's chest, making a "dong dong" sound.

"Aren't I coming back, little girl, don't hammer me, I'm about to be hammered to death by you. ”

Qin Mo tried hard to get rid of the little girl's "magic fist", this little girl's strength was too great, even a warrior at the warrior level couldn't bear it, and suffocated his chest.

For a long time, under the continuous comfort of Qin Zhengxing and Uncle Le, the little girl Qin Xiaoxiao accepted the fact that Qin Mo returned home safely, lay in Qin Mo's arms, and fell asleep.

"This little girl, her strength is still so great. ”

Qin Mo smiled bitterly, being made such a fuss by this little girl, the sadness of seeing her relatives had diluted a lot.

Holding the sleeping little girl in his arms, Qin Mo couldn't help but think of the night of the destruction of the burning town in his previous life, that stunning woman, with a red phoenix mark on her forehead, holding a jade halberd, fighting bloodily in the void.

The figure of the stunning woman overlapped with the little girl in her arms.

"If you stinky boy don't come back, I'm going to be annoyed by this girl. Qin Zhengxing said with a cold face.

Subsequently, talking about what happened in the past three days, Qin Mo couldn't tell the truth, but told his grandfather that when he was plotted and fell off the cliff, he was blocked by the branches and vines on the cliff, so he was lucky to suffer some minor injuries.

As for the rest of the matter, Qin Zhengxing already knew about it, and Qin Mo didn't say much.

After hearing all this, Qin Zhengxing's face was as cold and hard as usual, but anyone who was familiar with the Qin family patriarch could feel that Qin Zhengxing was in extreme anger.

In the end, Qin Zhengxing waved his hand and said, "Mo'er, you just broke through, go back and rest first." Three days later, it was the ten-year Qin family memorial. In the past three days, I first stabilized the realm of the samurai for a while, and then went to the family library to choose a suitable martial art to improve my strength as much as possible. Don't think too much about other things. ”

Qin Mo nodded, hugged the little girl, and turned to leave.

When he walked to the door of the courtyard, Qin Mo's sensitive sense of hearing heard the subtle conversation between his grandfather and Uncle Le.

"Master, the Great Elder, they are too vicious, Young Master Mo was attacked this time, it is clear that they planned it, and they want to target you, Master, ......"

"Alright. Things have happened, and it is useless to say more, and I have a sense of proportion in all this. Don't let Mo'er know this, he has just broken through, and the first task is to double his cultivation and catch up with the footsteps of the geniuses of his peers. ”

Hearing this, Qin Mo's gaze condensed slightly, did not stop, and his figure gradually disappeared into the night.

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At the same time, another place in the Qin family's mansion.

In the courtyard of the deputy patriarch Qin Yide.

At the head of the room, there sat an old man in a black robe, with a white beard, holding a cup of fragrant tea. Beside him, there was a young man with a face like jade, holding a teapot, pouring tea for the black-robed old man from time to time.

In the center of the room, there was a middle-aged man standing, wearing a luxurious blue robe, with thick eyebrows and a wide mouth, exuding a solemn and cold atmosphere. At this moment, his face was clouded, and he glared at Deacon Rong.

"Please forgive the patriarch, I didn't expect Zhao Yong to be so greedy, and he got such a precious treasure as the Hundred Treasure Bag, and he even coveted Qin Mo's jade pendant. If the matter is revealed, I blame my majesty for not being strict. Deacon Rong bowed again and again, and his kind face was full of fear.

This middle-aged man in a luxurious blue robe is none other than the deputy patriarch of the Qin family, Qin Yide.