Master is ill [Rebirth]

That was when Xiao Ziqin was very young. At that time, he had not really transformed into a human form, with dragon horns and a tail. That was when he was in the Dragon Palace.

Xiao Ziqin has a great demon emperor father named Xiao Ling.There is a demon king's mother named Xiange.The father is very powerful, making the Yaozu frightened.The mother is extremely gentle, but also very powerful, otherwise how can she sit on the throne of the devil?

Little Xiao Ziqin's favorite thing to do every day is to hide behind the big pillars in the main hall of the Dragon Palace, and watch those little monsters from all over the place curry favor with his father.Every time his father found him, he waved to him and let him pass.He was overjoyed in his heart, took his own small steps, and ran towards his father.

The demon emperor held him in his arms, kissed his dragon horn, and then proudly said to the monsters who came to pay tribute: "This is my son. In the future, he will be like me and become the next powerful Lord of the demon world."

Xiao Ziqin looked up at him, yearning in his heart, but blushing a little guilty, how could he be like his father?He is several hundred years old, and he can't even change his form, so how can he become an excellent demon emperor like his father?

Those little monsters sincerely obeyed at his father's feet, and also respected him.

At night, Xiange always mends clothes for him under the light.Xiao Ziqin was puzzled, and always asked her, "The slaves make the clothes for the child, why does the mother need to do it herself?"

Xiange always smiled softly, then held his face in his hands, and said with a smile: "My son's clothes are made by my own hands for my mother. I don't worry about others."

Xiao Ziqin always lay on his mother's lap, watching him mend his clothes stitch by stitch, and then inject her own devilish energy into it.His mother said it would keep him safe.

Everything should be so peaceful and happy, but it was broken by those so-called immortals in the cultivation world.

That was the first time Xiao Ziqin saw Mu Qianxi. He poked his head out from behind his father, and looked up at him from afar.He just felt cold, he had never seen someone with such a scary expression before.When he looked over, the man just happened to look at him, no, not at him, but at his father.The man had a cold face, even his eyes were cold, as if he was about to freeze their entire sea, and the murderous aura emanating from his body made him shiver.

The little Xiao Ziqin held his father's clothes tightly, and his eyes gradually condensed. He had never seen such a terrifying person.It was his father who knelt down, touched his head, and told him that it was all right.Then he was taken away by his mother, and he didn't dare to look back at that person again.

Xiange put him in the room and kissed his horns, still with that gentle appearance.

"Ziqin hide here and don't go out, mother will pick you up in a few days."

Xiao Ziqin held onto Xiange's skirt tightly, with tears in his eyes, "Where is mother going? Are you going to leave the baby alone?"

Xiange was reluctant to give up, but he had to be ruthless.

"Mother is going to help daddy, be good, don't run around, wait for mother to come back." After speaking, he pulled out the hem of the skirt from his hand, walked out, and set up a barrier in the room before leaving.

Xiao Ziqin waited for his parents in the house for three days, but he didn't wait for his parents, but he waited for the person who made him feel terrible, Mu Qianxi.

Mu Qianxi stood in front of him, looking down at him, the coldness in her eyes seemed to freeze him.

"Hmph, you are Xiao Ling's son?" Mu Qianxi snorted coldly, without a trace of emotion in his tone.

Xiao Ziqin looked up at him, fearful in his heart, but still nodded blankly.

Mu Qianxi didn't have another word, picked him up from the ground, and walked out.

The moment he walked out, he realized that the magnificent Dragon Palace in the past was now in ruins, and there were many corpses of people and monsters on the ground.He grew up so big, and he had never seen so many dead bodies. He immediately felt his stomach churning and vomited out.

Mu Qianxi glanced at him sideways, with contempt in his eyes, and said coldly: "It's really useless."

Xiao Ziqin didn't take his words to heart, and felt disgusted at the moment.He was carried to a place by the other party, only to feel that the other party seemed to stop, hugging him in his arms, and then felt a Bing sword across his neck.

"Stop, let go of my senior brother, or your son will die." He still had the same cold tone, only softened when he mentioned senior brother.

Xiao Ziqin only felt cold, the man's eyes, voice and body were all cold, so cold that he shivered.He didn't dare to move, afraid that the sword would really cut through his throat.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Ling looked towards him, the pupils in his eyes shrank slightly, and his hands trembled slightly.

"Let go of my son, everything is easy to talk about, otherwise I will let you brothers and sisters be buried together."

Mu Qianxi was unmoved, but sneered, pressing the sword even tighter against his throat.

"You can try to move a hair of my senior brother. If you dare to move, I will let your son's hand pay for it." In terms of ruthlessness, no one can match him.

Xiao Ziqin only felt a pain in his neck, and blood flowed from his neck, he panicked and wanted to cry, but he didn't dare, he was afraid.

It is very difficult for the dragon clan and the foreign clan to combine to give birth, and because of this, Xiao Ziqin has been unable to transform into a human form for a long time.He and Xiange had been together for thousands of years to get this son, and the process of this process was unbearable for ordinary people, and the two of them naturally loved Ziqin very much.At this moment when Mu Qianxi held him, it was as if he had grasped his culprit, Xiao Ling didn't dare to move at all.

Seeing this, Mu Qianxi sneered, took Xiao Ziqin and flew to Yi Fuchen's side, pulled him up from the ground, then summoned his own artifact, pierced Xiao Ling's chest with a sword, and said with a sneer: "It's just life It’s just ridiculous to be a piece of trash, and still treat it like a treasure.”

Mu Qianxi reached out and threw him in the air, then raised his sword to pierce him.At this time, Xiange, who jumped out of nowhere, embraced him, and the sword cut Xiange's arm.

Looking at the injured parents in front of him, Xiao Ziqin understood for the first time what hatred is.He hated the person in front of him, he hurt his parents, and he laughed at himself as a waste.He wanted to break free from his mother's arms and fight desperately with the person in front of him.But his mother hugged him tightly, preventing him from moving.

"Take Ziqin away!" Panting heavily, Xiao Ling said to Xiange in a sharp voice.

Without hesitation, Xiange hugged him and ran to the side.Mu Qianxi tried to chase after her, but Xiao Ling blocked her way.

"I'm not dead yet! If you want to chase after my wife and children, kill me first if you can."

Xiao Ziqin cried and struggled in Xiange's arms, trying to break free from his mother's arms to help his father.But his mother kept hugging him tightly and never stopped for a long time.He raised his head and saw his father wrestling with those two, and they stabbed his father again.His father looked up at him, there was blood dripping from the corner of his lips, and he was indeed smiling.He said to himself in spoken language, "Live well." He understood it, but he didn't understand it. If his parents were gone, why should he live well?

He struggled and cried in his mother's arms, and when he was tired from crying, he fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he saw his mother looking at him with tears in her eyes.She stroked his cheek lightly, tears falling silently.He heard her say: "Ziqin, your father is gone, you must remember the shame of today, and one day, if you can come back from that world, you must not forget to avenge your father."

After finishing talking, Xiange took out the dress she made for his birthday from her arms and put it on him.

"This clothes cannot be entered by swords and swords. It will definitely protect you in that world. You must remember to come back." After speaking, before he could react, he was pushed into the endless abyss, and his memory was cut off.

If there is another chance, Xiao Ziqin thinks that he will probably not choose to retrieve the lost soul even if he dies.In the memory of that soul, there is no news about Longlin, only hatred, hatred for Mu Qianxi, hatred for Yi Fushen, and hatred for this world.

He sat on the ground, slightly absent-minded.But the dark tide is raging in his heart, how will he face Qian Xi again?Will he take the sword again and kill him?What should he do in the future?A series of questions jumped out of his mind, and he asked himself only if he wanted to let him hold the sword again, he... couldn't do it.But to make him act like nothing happened, he... can't do it.Then what should he do?

Looking at his appearance, Qilin felt a little complacent, and continued to fan the flames.

"Do you know what the whip Fuling in Mu Qianxi's hand is made of?" He chuckled, the smile was very evil, and then his tone became cold, "Do you know why that whip can break all the spells of the demon clan and destroy its demon clan?" Because it is made of the dragon tendons of the Lord of Ten Thousand Monsters, that is, your father's dragon tendons, even so, do you still love him? Do you still want to be with him?"

Qilin knew that this was the part of his lost memory, so he didn't stop him from looking for this ray of ghost. He didn't believe it, even so, it still couldn't make the two of them turn against each other.

Xiao Ziqin raised his head and looked at Qilin with a dazed look in his eyes. He always felt that the whip was unusual, but he never expected it to be so.He is so ruthless that he can do things like cramps...

"Young master, think about it carefully! He killed your parents, killed your senior sister, abolished your cultivation, and destroyed your physical body in the previous life. Even so, you still choose to be with him? You have to think clearly. He has a senior brother in his heart. I have no interest in you, so you don't care?" Qilin chuckled, but the words he said were like poisonous thorns, piercing his heart one by one.

Xiao Ziqin only felt pain, everywhere.The memory came back, and the hatred in my heart also came back.But the love in my heart can't be faked, love and hate at the same time.I hate him for being cold-blooded and indifferent, and I hate myself for still thinking about him even though I know the truth, and why the world treats him like this.

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I don't know what to say, I disappointed everyone, but this is the outline. . .

Well, there are a few things to note in this chapter

1. In this article, men cannot have children. It is very difficult for the dragon clan to have children with other clans. But there may be a reason for Qianxi, and the reason will be discussed later.

2. The original owner, Qianxi, was abnormal during the battle between immortals and demons. There is also a reason for being cold-blooded and cold-hearted. This involves why Qianxi didn't have deep memories of other things when she crossed over, only remembering the line of senior brother.What is the reason, I can't say, it will spoil the spoiler.

3. There is a reason why Ziqin in the previous life had the memory of killing his parents before he was reborn, but he still liked him. This is also a reason, I can say it!It's because of the modern Qianxi~ He has always liked the modern Qianxi, but at that time when he was young, the two couldn't tell each other apart.

4. Why does Ziqin remember the memory not about Longlin, but this. . .Um. .This chapter has actually been written~~~

And 5, Qianxi is really too difficult, she is simply a scapegoat~ So Ziqin, you have to be beaten! ! !