Martial Myth System

white clothed youth, his name is Xu Rong.

Mo Shisan is about four years old, and his body looks a little thin, not like a child from the Martial Dao Aristocratic Family, but like a Young Scholar.

A person secretly shed tears here, reflected in the moonlight in front of him, and in the light of the lake shore, there is unconcealable sadness.

"At night, hiding and crying by yourself is not something a man should do."

Han Feng walked towards the night breeze, his clothes and long hair fluttered.

The white clothed youth turned his head, his face was full of tears, and there were some snot hanging under his nose, completely battered and exhausted.

"Ye...Mr. Ye..."

Han Feng each minding their own business Da Lai came over and sat next to Xu Rong, looking at the moonlight reflection on the lake.

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The teenager did not speak, and Han Feng did not speak either.

At this moment, Xu Rong didn't know whether he should continue to cry or what he should do, and sat there a little dazedly.

Only then did he really start to look at the traveler who claimed to have come from outside Tobulin.

Although it is approaching summer, this Mr. Ye is still wearing black and white Hakuhaori. He has a long body and a handsome face. The moonlight on the lake shines on his face, and the shadow cast by the temples blown by the night breeze. Interweaving makes this person's temperament very complicated.

Gentle and distant, warm and quiet.

The young man looked at the pupils of this mysterious man, unconsciously feeling that the sadness in his mind faded a little.

"Mr. Ye...I..."

Han Feng didn't give him a chance to speak, and handed over the hip flask in his hand.

The wonderful wine just rewarded by the fog during the day [Han Bing Shao], from the TV series "The Drunk Man", can give people a special Yin Yang Attribute Inner Strength.

Xu Rong subconsciously took the jug in Han Feng's hand, and the ghost took a big gulp.

Then, in the internal organs, two completely different forces, fire and ice, are colliding and impacting.

Jiu Jin is also very strong, but under the two powers of ice and fire, the young man is particularly sober.

A Grade 9 internal strength cultivation base is promoted to Grade 8 under the impetus of Bingbing.

"This is..."

There are tears on Xu Rong's face, and his expression is a bit funny.

Han Feng just smiled and took a sip from the hip flask in Xu Rong's hand.

This wine can help Grade 9 teenagers directly promote, but it has no effect on Han Feng, who is already Grade 2.

Turning his head to look at the teenager sitting beside him, Han Feng's voice has a sense of vicissitudes.

"I think it's hard to live, right?"

When Han Feng asked like this, the sadness that had just faded came again.

I wiped his face with the sleeve of his left hand. The boy's face was full of depression, melancholy and nostalgia.

"Mother said that this year's New Year will give me a gift...but she doesn't say what it is..."

"I really want to ask her again..."

With a light movement of the eyelashes, Han Feng seemed to be infected by the emotions of a teenager.

The departure of the dead, sometimes, is the eternal regret of the living...

"The second uncle died in front of me, pulling at that person’s clothes...Call me Run..."

"Father wants me to forget these, let me keep them in my heart forever... But I know, he can't do it himself..."

"I understand...Some things will never be forgotten in a lifetime."

Han Feng looked at this young man saying his own things word by word, it is hard to imagine a child thinking things so clearly.

I don't know what to say, just help him to relieve his troubles by drinking alcohol.

The left hand grabbed Xu Rong’s neck, the right hand pushed the jug to his mouth, and gu lu lu poured it down.

Xu Rong couldn't resist, so he drank everything.

Then, the shocking feeling of True Qi couldn't restrain the spirit of alcohol, and the boy was completely drunk.

The tears seemed to be broken, and I started crying again.

Han Feng did not speak, but sat beside him silently.

The moon in the sky is very round, but occasionally it is covered by clouds, the ripples on the water surface have not stopped, and the reeds are swaying with the wind.

The water surface, the night breeze, and the time at this moment are all a bit cool.

"Big Brother Ye...is life always difficult?"

"Yes, it is always difficult."

"Is there anything less What about a difficult life?"

"Make yourself stronger. When you are strong enough to master your own way of life, then it won’t be so difficult."

" Can Big Brother Ye control himself?"

"I...Is it worse."

"Oh...I understand."

In this world, who can really control oneself?

Thinking about it, Han Feng took another sip of wine.

Xu Rong was so drunk in his mind that he was so dizzy that he sat alone, but he forgot to cry.

There was a moment of silence, but it was soon broken.

"Boy, there is no one in this world who is not suffering. Your difficulties are very sad, but it does not mean that you are beyond pain."

Xu Rong turned around, Jiu Jin Suddenly diluted by strong emotions.

Shi Shiran, a black robed youth carrying a sword, walked over, looking casual.

Young Palace Lord Jiang Lie...Isn’t the Grounding Palace suspected of slaughtering the forces of Xu Family?

Xu Rong could hardly contain the anger and killing intent in his heart, and wanted to stand up.

It's too strong for the wine, and instead stands does not raise.

It is not surprising that Han Feng has noticed Jiang Lie early.

"You kid, I've been weird since the day, why are you so malicious to me?"

Jiang Lie raised his eyebrows to look at Xu Rong and walked over to sit on him. the other side.

"The ruins of Xu Family are all spreading across the rivers and lakes. Wouldn't you believe it? This is absolutely impossible!"

In fact, Xu Rong will know this when he wakes up. Things were strange, but the anger that was nowhere to vent in his heart prevented him from facing Jiang Lie, so he had to turn his face away.

Jiang Lie didn’t care, he looked at Han Feng with his face:

"Mr. Ye, take a bite?"

Han Feng smiled sharply and took it [ Han Bing Shao]'s hip flask suddenly took a big gulp.

"Good wine!"

The fierce wine spirit accompanied by moonlight tearing open his throat and breaking into the internal organs.

After drinking, Jiang Lie lowered his head, patted Xu Rong’s shoulder cross-legged, and said:

"I know that your life is hard...but everyone in this world is living with things on their backs. "

"Tell you my story."

"When I was ten years old, it was much more innocent and unaffected than you are now. Everyday all feels that everything in the world is sincere. Brilliant."

"I only blame my unlucky old lady, the cultivation is "Blood Chasing the World Kungfu", the cultivation Guan Qiao turned out to swallow the blood relatives."

"She only has it. A son of mine, quietly took me away, and prepared to use me as a sacrifice to her peerless Divine Art."

"I don’t know if I was lucky or unlucky. My father found us and finally started fighting. ...Then, my father, in front of me, killed my old lady..."

Jiang Lie said with a smile.

"It’s not over yet, my aunt, which is my mother’s younger sister, she doesn’t want to believe that my mother cultivation has demon art, and thinks that my father killed my mother in vain, so she chose to assassinate my mother. My dad."

"She couldn't beat my dad. My dad didn't have the heart to kill her and let her escape. I don't know if the bloodline on my mother's side is inherently aggressive. My aunt chose to kill. I'll torture my dad...crazy woman..."

"Fortunately at that time, my martial arts had been advanced by leaps and bounds. I killed her when I was not prepared..."

"Heh...she liked to hug me the most when she was a child."

Jiang Lie was a little drunk by the Jiu Jin of the Bing Bing Shao, and talked a lot.

There is no emotional change when speaking, but it is easy to feel the great sadness hidden under it.

"Look, who's not a life-stricken person? I think I am also miserable."

Jiang Lie took another sip of wine as he said.

Xu Rong turned to look at Xiang Jiang Lie, only to see the black robed youth look at himself solemnly:

"Xu brother, I assure you, the Xu Family matter is definitely not a land Ming Dian did it. If it is, I, Jiang Lie, will kill me with three knives and six holes in front of you."

Xu Rong didn't know how to answer, so he had to nodded slightly.

Jiang Lie smiled and handed the wine jug back to Han Feng:

"Mr. Ye."

Han Feng took the wine jug and drank it A bite.

This arena is really too bitter.

But when the two of them talked to this level, Fog has no mission yet, and can only explain one thing...that is, they already have related missions.

Is the TOBulin collapse plan?

Han Feng suddenly felt a fire in his heart at this moment, and wanted to rush out to burn something.

It doesn't matter whether it is a conspirator or demons and ghosts.

secret mastermind, the murderer who killed Xu Family, the conspirator who destroyed this martial arts... Whether it is the same person or not, I want to... kill you.