After Qin Xiaotian killed the disciple of Shouxian Palace, he turned around and looked at the blood-stained avenue, Teng'er's big head rolled out of a distance of dozens of meters, his eyes were still round, and he didn't look dead, Qin Xiaotian glanced at it a few times, "Who made you a lackey of Shouxian Palace?" You have already lost the face of the disciples of the outer sect, this kind of death is cheap for you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The mount Wanli Yun shook his head, looking at the scene in front of him, the warm sun shining on its body, emitting a fiery red light, looking from a distance, it looked like a pile of fire burning there. Qin Xiaotian walked over and said to Wan Liyun affectionately: "Baby, this is the realm of Shouxian Palace, since we are here, we should also go and meet that old thing of Rotten Muqing for a while!" Wan Liyun seemed to nod his head, waiting for Qin Xiaotian to step on, Qin Xiaotian jumped lightly on his back, grabbed the reins with his hand, and the dust behind him was raised, and he rushed forward.

In the front direction, there is a city from here, that is, the mainland province of Shouxian Palace, where the prosperity is endless, the whole city, as if there is no day and night, the north end is Shouxian Palace. Qin Xiaotian had this choice, it seemed that he was impulsive, not necessarily so, he thought that Kada and Teng'er and the others were all used by the Rotten Muqing of the Shouxian Palace, so they defected to the Outer Sect, so he was angry with the Rotten Muqing.

After the mount ran with Qin Xiaotian for a while, the scenery on the road became more and more beautiful, and Qin Xiaotian's mood also improved, counting, he was also half a member of Shouxian Palace, but he never forgot that he was born in a small village in the O'Mali Empire. He had this idea because Wang Yanran was born in the Continental Province of Shouxian Palace.

A few years have passed, and the scenery of Shouxian Palace is still the same as before, and I can't help but let the mount slow down and continue to move forward without a goal. About noon they came to a small village. Although the village is small, there are about a dozen or so families, all of which live in low earthen walls, and the roofs are covered with weeds and plants such as wheat stalks, and some of the roofs are rotten with weeds and seedlings and other plants. The surroundings of the small village are very peaceful, with green trees and a summer atmosphere. Surrounded by greenery, the quiet hamlet has a quaint beauty that is not as depressed and dilapidated as you might think.

As the mount slowly walked into the small village, Qin Xiaotian really felt the warm atmosphere of summer. The sun overhead is a little intense, pouring all the light on this peaceful land, and everything on the ground is full of vitality and vitality. The grass on the side of the road bowed its head slightly, swaying in the breeze, as if welcoming the arrival of the harp roaring sky.

The mount took Qin Xiaotian all the way to run, and it didn't stop until now, it should be a little hungry, Qin Xiaotian planned to let it gnaw some grass first, so that it could nourish its spirit. Qin Xiaotian jumped down from its back, led it to a big tree, tied the rope to the tree, patted its body and said, "Baby, let you rest, you should be hungry already! With that, Qin Xiaotian walked through the grass to a hut not far ahead.

The door of the hut was facing the direction of the rising sun, and it was a bamboo door enclosed by dozens of pieces of bamboo, some of which had been broken due to the passage of time, and the wind could blow through the cracks. This is the realm of Shouxian Palace, and the names of these villages certainly belong to the people of Shouxian Palace. Just when Qin Xiaotian was hesitating, suddenly the bamboo door squeaked open, and a young man about sixteen or seventeen years old came out of the inner room, his face was scorched, his eyes were deep-set, his expression was a little obscene, his robe was shabby, his eyes were a little sluggish, and he looked malnourished, he glanced at the entrance of the village outside the door, and cursed in a strange voice, "Dead old man, where did you go?"

After scolding, he turned around and entered the inner room, and closed the bamboo door with a bang. Qin Xiaotian was about to knock on the door and ask for a drink, when on the way to the entrance of the village, a half-hundred-year-old man walked on, carrying a hoe on his shoulder, as if he had returned from a nearby field. After a while, the old man came to the bamboo door, put the hoe off his shoulder, clapped his hands, pushed open the bamboo door, and walked into the house.

Qin Xiaotian saw clearly that this old man should be the owner of this thatched hut. That young man is the old man's son. After a long silence in the house, the father and son in the thatched hut suddenly quarreled for some reason, the young man's voice was obviously higher than the old man, and suddenly heard the young man scold: "You dead old man, Lao Tzu has endured enough of you, today, Lao Tzu beat you to death!" These words floated out of the thatched hut and came into the ears of Qin Xiaotian, who was nearby, Qin Xiaotian couldn't help but feel sorry for the young man, "This is what the son should say to his father?"

Curses and curses continued in the hut, and the young man's voice grew louder and louder, and the old man's voice was rarely heard, and he swallowed his anger, and he felt distressed in the face of this unfilial young man. There was a sound of breaking things in the house, and the old man was already unbearable, dragging the old man's voice and saying, "You rebel, you just smash everything in the house, I don't want to live anyway." ”

The hut was filled with the smell of gunpowder, which could ignite and explode at any moment. If this continues, the father and son in the house will have to make trouble, Qin Xiaotian was furious, and strode to the bamboo door, and without hesitation, he pushed the door and walked in. By this time the boy had already pushed his father to the ground, raised his fist, and struck the old man on the head. Qin Xiaotian originally couldn't get used to this young man, and shouted: "Stop, you unfilial guy, it's really unreasonable!"

Due to the darkness in the inner room, the young man's scorched face revealed a fine light, with a murderous aura, he looked at Qin Xiaotian, raised his fist a little relaxed, and shouted loudly to Qin Xiaotian: "Who are you? ”

Qin Xiaotian's face sank, he walked into the inner room, glanced at the old man who fell to the ground a few times, and pushed the young man casually, and the young man stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Helped up the old man and said, "Uncle, don't be afraid, with me here, your son doesn't dare to do anything to you!"

The old man stood up straight in fear, glanced at the white-faced handsome young man in front of him a few times, and then nodded, the old tears rose horizontally, and cried loudly: "Oh my God, what did I do wrong in my last life? Now my son beats Lao Tzu, what a misfortune for the family!" At this time, Qin Xiaotian was also a little sad, and shook his head helplessly, and said, "Your son often treats you like this?"

The old man's wrinkled face flashed with a hint of fear, "Yes, he is a lazy worker, idleness every day, mingling with some local ruffians, and often coming back to me to ask for gold coins and flowers, and I don't give it to him, so he will punch and kick me and fight me." At this time, the scorched young man was furious, picked up a broken stool from the corner of the house, his eyes were red, he whirred a few times, and swept towards Qin Xiaotian's body, Qin Xiaotian was already angry, looked at the stool that swept over quickly, flew up with a kick, and suddenly the stool broke into countless pieces, and then, bullying himself, slapped the young man in the face, and said loudly: "This slap is for your father." ”

Another slap on the young man's face, "This slap is a slap on you, an unfilial descendant, and it has disgraced your family, and from now on, you can disappear in this world." The young man was hit by Qin Xiaotian and the Venus in front of him was wild, his body was weak, and he fainted to the ground. Qin Xiaotian strode forward, lifted him up from the ground with one hand, lifted him above his head with a gentle force, and said loudly: "I tell you, from now on, if you dare to beat your father again, I will throw you to death!"

The young man was so frightened that his hands trembled, and he begged, "Shangxian, please spare your life, I won't dare next time." Qin Xiaotian snorted in his nostrils and threw him to the ground, I still don't believe you, unless you kneel in front of your father and promise in front of him. I see that you are still young, otherwise, a sword will kill you!

The young man fell to the ground and squinted at Qin Xiaotian's scabbard, and sure enough, there was a sword in the scabbard, knowing that he was not an idle person. "Yes, I don't dare to hit my father again. He rubbed his knees on the ground, moved a few steps forward, knelt in front of the old man, kowtowed a few times and said, "Father, the child will never dare to beat you again." ”

The old man bowed his head and was silent, and said for a long time before he said: "If you want to be a good person, as long as you sincerely repent, I will give you a chance, otherwise, it will be your life." The young man was so frightened that he knelt in front of the old man and Qin Xiaotian tremblingly, "Please believe me, okay? I will be filial to you in the future!" )