The villain is meow

"Several martial arts competitions in the East are about to start!"

"Yes, yes, I heard that the leagues of several major sects are more terrifying than hell, and there are very few people who can come out alive!"

"Have you heard? That useless firefly actually participated in the competition!"

"Wow, go and see, it must be very interesting to see him make a fool of himself!"

The rain came and went, and in a blink of an eye it was the day of the league of several big families.

On the day of the competition, the sun was warm and the willows were weeping in the breeze.

Yinghuo held the lottery she had drawn in her hand, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

He faced the strongest newcomer of this session - Yinhe.

He is a genius in the Jindan period.

The game started.

The two stared at each other with scorching eyes, refusing to let go of the slightest movement of the other, like two wild beasts about to bite.

Only when Yinhe drew his sword once did Yinghuo regain his senses, almost relying on instinct, he narrowly escaped Yinhe's cold sword.

Yinghuo gasped heavily, like a drowning person, humming a piece of music whose rhythm was completely disrupted.

The people in the audience sneered, they all came to watch Yinghuo make jokes, because Yinghuo is a waste of wood.

He danced lightly, causing the female cultivators in the audience to scream, with relief in their eyes: "Illusion."

Firefly entered a strange vortex.

In the morning, Yinghuo's mother prepared a unique breakfast for him and touched his head.Although she was a strict mother, she had a loving face at the moment.Yinghuo's father said: "Go ahead, just don't grab breakfast with me."

The parents looked at each other and seemed to want to say something, but they didn't say anything.

Yinghuo didn't care much and went to the school to practice.

In the evening, the sky was blood red, and the setting sun was stained with blood and screams.

With a cruel smile, Qingmeng took the lives of his parents.

Yinghuo didn't even see the last side of his parents, the phrase "child, live on." He would never hear it again, and that night, he shed tears and his eyes were red.

Yinghuo is very sad, and he is not very sad, but the tragic death of his parents is vivid in his mind, like a slow-motion movie replaying in his mind one after another, lingering his heart.He just wanted to tear Qingmeng into pieces, he just wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself.What makes him even more sad is that he is so weak and powerless now that he can't even do one thing.

"Chaos Fire Seed!" Yinghuo hugged his head and cast a family secret technique on his body. He woke up suddenly and kicked the Galaxy that performed the illusion away.

"The match is over, Yinghuo wins!" Everyone around was in disbelief, amazed and surprised.

"What's wrong? What illusion made my Yinghuo panic so much?" Qing Meng meowed strangely.

"Hey, call me master." Yinghuo responded.

Qing Meng: "Refused to talk."