I am the ruthless king

Huxin Pavilion

A woman sat there cross-legged, her black hair falling down her waist like a waterfall, she was so beautiful that people felt unreal, she was dusty and indifferent, she was clearly in front of her eyes, but she seemed to be in a fairy world.

At this moment, the ruthless person has changed back to her own appearance. At this time, she is so perfect, but the ruthless state does not seem to be right.

"Um...well, what the hell...what the hell is going on."

The ruthless breath was a little rushed, and at this moment she closed her eyes tightly, and the faint panting sound could definitely make the blood spurt.

In Sendai.

A black-haired woman in white was sitting cross-legged. She closed her eyes and clenched her silver teeth. Her expression was a bit painful. Her jet-black hair was still unmoving, and it was naturally scattered on her chest and back. She was carved out of immortal jade. .Incomparably magnificent.

Her appearance is the same as that of a ruthless person. There is a white vase hanging above her head. This is like the carrier of the Tao, which can suppress the heavens and the world, mysterious and unpredictable!

At this time, the vase had already tilted, and a large amount of memory fragments poured out from the mouth of the bottle, pouring into the sea of ​​consciousness of the woman below like a Milky Way that only rises in nine days.

Those are endless fragments of memory, like a waterfall in the sky, drowning the ruthless people in Sendai.

Nanling, the endless wilderness and mountains, is full of vicissitudes.

"Brother, brother..."

A little girl about three or four years old with shofar braids was desperately chasing the team ahead.

Her little clothes were tattered and patched, and her little shoes had several toe holes. Her face was dirty, and she only had a pair of big black gemstone-like eyes, which aroused pity.

This team is from the Zhongzhou giant Yuhua Shenchao!

"Senior, please bring my sister along."

Among the disciples of Yuhua Shenchao, there was a boy begging the old man beside him.Compared with Ye Fan, the young man's appearance is actually very similar.

The old man squinted at the little girl who had fallen to the ground.

"Your brother is a genius in cultivation, but you are just a waste body. You should be happy for your brother."

The old man's voice was cold, and he left with a group of people in the next second.

The little girl raised her big eyes and cried sadly.He shouted: "Brother, I don't want to leave my brother."

The ruthless emperor who is so young knows what cultivation is.

The tattered little shoes were worn out, and the knees were scratched by sand and stones, and they were full of blood.

She fell to the ground, looked at the boy who disappeared from the five-color altar in the distance, and burst into tears.

The familiar scene in front of him appeared again, which shows how important this memory is to the ruthless people. At this moment, Mo Xiaoxian is no longer watching from the perspective of a bystander, but actually experiencing it.

The Ruthless Emperor in his childhood was really like a doll, with big watery eyes and pink cheeks, so cute.

It's just that the clothes on her body were tattered, and she even lost one of her small shoes, and the other small shoe had holes, exposing her tiny toes.

The peerless and ruthless emperor was so pitiful in his childhood, which made people feel distressed.

How could the little girl have endured this kind of injury and passed out in an instant.

……

Memory fragments are flying again and again, time flies.

Nanling is mountainous, and it is not too cold even at night, but the girl's little heart has long felt sad, and it has become extremely cold.

There is a small soil bag in front of him. The fresh soil means that it has not been dug up, but there is a wooden sign in front of the bag, with some crooked words written on it.

brother's tomb

In front of the tomb, there was a girl kneeling. Her clothes were tattered. Although her face was dirty, she couldn't hide her beauty that was different from her peers.

Under the beautiful eyelashes, there is a pair of lifeless and red and swollen eyes. The two tear stains are very obvious. I don't know how long she has been crying.

Her eyes were blank, and she knelt there, her weak arms hanging down feebly, her white and tender hands were now full of mud, black and gray soil mixed with blood, embedded in her nails.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, the girl didn't care about this kind of pain, the girl knelt there, and she didn't know how long it took before she spoke slowly.

"Brother... talent is so important, because... talent... Is my brother going to die... because he is weak... he will be treated as a tool... use it until it is worthless... throw it away..."

The girl's voice is hoarse, full of helplessness, which makes people feel pitiful.

Afterwards, the girl's lifeless eyes flashed a trace of hostility that people of the same age should not have at all, and she said coldly: "Then I will use this waste body to avenge my brother."

As the girl stood up, a last thought flashed in her eyes, and then she stopped looking back at her brother's grave, and walked staggeringly towards the depths of the forest.

The wind blew up, and the ribbon in front of the wooden monument was blown up, and the ribbon was flying in the air. It seemed to be his calling, telling his sister not to make detours, but to live well.

But the little girl couldn't see it at all, she had already left.

"Whoa whoa-"

It was raining, and the cold rain fell mercilessly, but compared with the cold rain, it was colder for a little girl's heart.

No one knows that somewhere in the barren hills of Nanling, the seed of revenge was planted in the heart of a little girl. In the years to come, a woman suddenly appeared. She was as beautiful as a dream, and she devoured the essence of others. Let the world be shocked.