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How old was Ye Hanxing? Father Ye brought her back to the Cold Sword Sect and changed the way she was educated.

He strengthened her training in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which also made Ye Hanxing's life no longer full of killings like the beasts locked up in the arena.

Father Ye also spends more time with her than when he was a child. He would silently stop to watch her practice sword, and check her handwriting.

This is still a weak relationship in an ordinary family. For Ye Hanxing, it is already a great concern, and she is very open.

What's more, let her drive at the back, and go back to the sect to have more contact with her peers and talk to her, which is more or less fun.

Lu Xingwan originally thought that according to Father Ye's attitude towards his daughter, he probably wouldn't like her to deal with ordinary people, because it would delay her practice, but on the contrary, he allowed Ye Hanxing to go out to play,? Allow her to make friends.

This really surprised Lu Xingwan,? At first she thought that he might be a good-looking person,? She didn't want the outside world to think that he was treating her daughter badly,? But sometimes she thought about the father in her previous life and always felt that it was not that simple.

She can't see through him.

While thinking, Lu Xingwan followed the slim figure of the girl in red into the courtyard.

In the distance, a man in white was standing under a tree. His aura was like snow in cold winter and even more like an unfathomable abyss. Ordinary people would fear him when they saw him.

But Ye Hanxing didn't? She always talked to him with an excited smile, as if she never cared about his indifferent response.

Lu Xingwan was watching from the side. Ye Hanxing has never been injured all year round. The feeling of aching just after healed can't go away, but what she cares more about is that she has a faint headache. Open in the float.

This is Ye Hanxing's emotion, she is really driving it.

Feeling this emotion, Lu Xingwan's eyes fell on the smiling Ye Hanxing.

In fact, she can't understand this kind of emotion, but it is indeed easier to get in touch with peers than to practice martial arts or learn other things, so she is very willing to be with them, and even when she talks about it with her father, she has a smile Real happiness, not just a mask put on to please.

That's right, her father allowed her to make friends and didn't restrict her travels, but she had to report everything to him about what she did outside, and Ye Hanxing never concealed it or had the concept of concealing it.

During the few years she lived, she was under her father's control every day, like a well-behaved marionette, without any doubts, as long as she obeyed her father's instructions.

No one saw the threads wrapped around her body. People could only see a glamorous and outstanding young girl in this period, with a strong cultivation beyond her age, a beautiful face, and a cheerful personality that was always smiling.

People would praise her as worthy of being the daughter of the previous head, and people would say that she was well-bred.

Lu Xingwan twitched the corners of his lips mockingly, and waited for Ye Hanxing to enter the room. She was still leaning against the window and looking at her handsome and spotless father.

Father Ye was just a phantom existing in his daughter's sea of ​​consciousness, but when he looked up at this moment, he had the illusion that they looked at each other through time and space.

Lu Xingwan stared into his eyes and looked at him coldly. Unfortunately, she was Ye Hanxing, but she was not the Ye Hanxing of this period.

The young girl still respects and loves her father. Even though no one has ever taught her what love is, she still instinctively longs for the only person in the world who is connected with her blood. An occasional smile, A caring look, because that's all there is in her world.

This thread is not strong but lingers all the time, after all it is Ye Hanxing's everything.

Lu Xingwan suppressed these emotions that once belonged to her, trying not to be affected.

Ye Hanxing was responsible for Hanxing's mother's death. Throwing her into someone else's care or beating her in private were all ways to vent her anger, but they didn't.

Could it be that Ye Hanxing has at least half of his wife's blood in his bones, so even if he doesn't love her, he still wants her to become a talent, and he can't lose his wife's reputation?

This kind of deduction seems to be the most reasonable explanation, but it is still a bit like catkins in the wind that cannot be grasped firmly.

Lu Xingwan regained his composure temporarily, looked down at his white palms that had grown from a child to a girl, and walked towards the back room.

Before entering the room, she couldn't help but glance back at Father Lin.

What on earth do you want to do, good father?Do you know that it's actually a pity that I can't see you in person.

Is there anything more regrettable in this world than trying to collect a debt only to find out that the creditor is dead?

inside the house.

Ye Hanxing was arranging her clothes in front of the dressing table, and Lu Xingwan stood beside her.

The bright-faced girl habitually wears a smile even when no one is around. This smile has already melted into her flesh and blood, and has grown into her flesh, which cannot be taken off or taken off.

But she never seemed to laugh for herself, not even once.

When I was young, it was because I noticed that my father was lenient when she laughed. When I was a teenager, I noticed that the elders and playmates of the same age also like it.

Feeling the emptiness that couldn't be realized, Lu Xingwan raised his fingertips and landed on the dazzling red shirt on Ye Hanxing's shoulders.

She has never worn other colors since she was a child, no wonder she is so tired of red, no wonder Ye Hanxing is so disgusted with red, it is nothing surprising that people who grow up like this don't want to live.

But this should be just the beginning.

Lu Xingwan thought cruelly, how old is she, and she hasn't met those friends seen in the biography, and hasn't experienced so many cruel battles.

It's just that in such a long life, there are so many people and friends, so there is no one worth her nostalgia?

Soon, Ye Hanxing felt more excited than his playmates. The new head took in a closed disciple, and according to her seniority, she had a younger sister.

That little girl looks really good, like a snow doll piled up by ice and snow, with baby fat on her young face.

Rao Ye Hanxing, who often rolls around among monsters and doesn't know what is cute at all, also has a soft heart.

This junior sister is really mean, she thought, she doesn't know how to praise others, and she doesn't know the reason for her emotions. The simple point of induction is that she wants to play with her.

Lu Xingwan raised his hand and pressed his mouth, Ye Hanxing's love and tenderness mixed with her bitter hatred, condensed into a hundred flavors.

This little junior sister is naturally Mu Qingxue.

In the past, it was those playmates who came to Ye Hanxing on their own initiative, either because of her background or because of her temperament.She just needs to treat others with courtesy and enthusiasm according to her father's standards, and she may not be sure at first, but she will learn to imitate, and she will naturally grasp the key points as time goes by.

So she has genuine emotions towards her playmates, but most of the time it is maintained as a task her father ordered her to do. Only this junior sister who appeared suddenly made her feel very special, so she took the initiative to cling to her.

It's a pity that the younger sister is just like a small ice sculpture with temperament as her name suggests, she doesn't get along with others and doesn't like to talk, she spends all day practicing swords and swords, and the first reaction when seeing Ye Hanxing is to draw swords to learn.

This freezing skill is really unbearable to ordinary people, but Ye Hanxing is different. She has grown up under very strict training, and she thinks that such diligence is justified, and she also feels that although the younger sister is cold-tempered, she never hides it. True emotions can be expressed freely.She loves it.

She was envious of this freedom when she didn't realize it, and for the first time, she was worried about what this little ice sculpture looked like when it smiled.

The little junior sister was annoyed by her, so she scolded her coldly, when will you really laugh once and then talk about it

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Ye Hanxing was stunned for a long time, it was the first time someone found out that she wasn't really smiling, she couldn't tell what it was like, it was hard to describe the embarrassment of being seen through, because occasionally she felt that laughing all the time was better than beating monsters Still tired.

Since then, their relationship has become a little different. Ye Hanxing would pester her junior sister to play with her and discuss with her, but she could let herself not smile or speak in front of her.

The little junior sister never asks her to do anything or ask questions. Ye Hanxing feels very relaxed and comfortable. For the first time, she realizes that perhaps a true friend is not a relationship to be maintained as a task, but a relationship that can make people relax and happy.

She was nostalgic for this kind of concern, and it was the first time she was selfish, and she didn't want to tell her father the details of getting along with her junior sister. As for why, she didn't understand, maybe she also wanted to have something that truly belonged to her.

But when it comes to a junior junior sister, she is cold-tempered and awkward.If Ye Hanxing didn't come to look for her for a few days, she would also take the initiative to look for her, would look for her figure in the crowd, would hunt monsters and monsters side by side with her, and would send wound medicine to her, but she would never say a word of concern.

Ye Hanxing has been with her for a long time, so she can naturally capture the warmth and concern she expresses awkwardly. She believes that her junior sister is her only friend and the most important person besides her father.

Lu Xingwan felt the slight sweetness in his head, and he couldn't help but close his eyes when he saw the two young girls sharing the same plate of dim sum and chatting with each other.

This sweetness is all about Ye Hanxing, even if it is extremely sweet, it will produce bitterness.

She has to admit that memory is the cruelest punishment, it shows you the warmth and beauty of the past every moment, and tells you that you will never go back.

Who should she ask why?

The cultivation world of Ye Hanxing's era was really not peaceful, fighting the demons was more diligent than eating.There are many difficult battles in her memory, but when it comes to the most impressive battle, I am afraid that it is only the time when she and her junior sister were trapped in Shiwangu Mountain in the harsh winter.

On that day, their spiritual energy was exhausted, and the winter was dry and cold. The corpses of their comrades and enemies were lying in the same field, and the heavy snow was about to fall and cover them to sleep peacefully.

Both Ye Hanxing and his junior sister were seriously injured. After fighting for several days and nights, their spiritual power was exhausted, their injuries were numb from the pain, their supplies were exhausted, and reinforcements were nowhere in sight.They sat back to back, their faces were numb after the war.

Lu Xingwan moved her hand, which had gradually lost temperature, from the still warm blood on the ground. She barely stood up leaning against a tree, and cast her gaze into the distance.

She didn't really want to see Mu Qingxue, especially she didn't want to see them fighting side by side and relying on each other.

But the care and trust that belonged to Ye Hanxing tormented her all the time, and she knew it was Ye Hanxing's Mu Qingxue's.

"It seems...we can only find a way to save ourselves, otherwise we will only see two ice sculptures when the reinforcements arrive." Ye Hanxing said after a while.

Lu Xingwan's eyes were fixed, and she clearly recognized Ye Hanxing's mood at the moment and had to turn her eyes back.

Ye Hanxing had been nurtured with a bit of fierceness in his bones, and he didn't feel ashamed or sad when he had that thought, but he was a bit more scruples when he cared about it.

"We have to replenish our strength and go out before the heavy snow closes the mountain."

She turned her head to look at her junior sister, whose slender eyelashes were covered with the snow that had just fallen, looking fragile and flawless.

She opened her eyes and looked at Ye Hanxing. She didn't understand what Ye Hanxing was thinking. They were so badly injured that they didn't have the energy to hunt, let alone there was no living thing in this lonely mountain except them.

Ye Hanxing wasn't moved at all by the thoughts he had, but felt a little self-loathing when he touched the somewhat confused eyes of his junior sister.

She raised her head and let the cold snowflakes fall on her cheeks, she thought, what a cold-blooded monster.