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Qianqingzong's morning

The disciples who got up early and prepared to practice walked to the martial arts field in an orderly manner. The huge Lingyue Peak was full of people and it was extremely lively.

"Eldest brother, I'm back!"

The small figure slammed towards the serious-faced Min Zheng, and almost staggered Min Zheng who was leading the disciples along the way.

"Big brother, big brother, big brother, I miss you, do you miss me?"

Using both hands and feet, Gu Xi stuck herself to Min Zheng's body with all her strength, and shouted into Min Zheng's ear as if she was afraid that Min Zheng would not hear him.

Seeing Min Zheng stop, all the disciples around him also stopped.

They took a closer look and found that it was Gu Xi who had returned, so they immediately surrounded him with smiles, and I rubbed Gu Xiaotuanzi, whom I hadn't seen for more than half a month.

The inner disciples on the mountain all watched Gu Xi grow up with their own eyes. Compared with the young master of the Qianqing Sect, they are actually more inclined to regard Gu Xi as their own younger brother in their hearts.

The little boy wearing the smallest size student uniform has a round face, pink complexion, a pair of black grape-like eyes blinking, and black eyelashes flickering like a small fan.

Terribly cute.

"Eldest brother, do you miss me?" Gu Xi looked at Min Zheng eagerly, humming and acting coquettishly in a milky voice.

"Well," the usually serious young man replied softly.

Looking at Gu Xi who was hugging his thigh and acting coquettishly, Min Zheng's eyes filled with a faint smile, and he stretched out his big hand to rub the child's head: "Talking to Master, Mistress, and your Second Senior Sister, Third Senior Brother, and Fourth Senior Brother Did you say hello?"

"Big brother, I greeted you when I just came back yesterday!" Gu Xi happily replied with her head raised.

Min Zheng's personality is strict with self-discipline, and the time for work, rest and practice has always been unshakable.

Coupled with the fact that the Cultivation Conference is coming soon, since three months ago, he has been getting up earlier than usual every day in order to supervise the training of the disciples of Qianqingzong.

So even though Min Zheng was acting as usual on the surface, Gu Xi knew in his heart that senior brother was really tired recently.

Yesterday Gu Xi quarreled with the second senior sister and the third senior brother in the middle of the night, but he didn't dare to disturb the senior brother to rest.

Min Zheng picked up Gu Xi and wanted to take Gu Xi to practice in the martial arts field, but he felt a gaze fixed on him behind him.

Turning his head, he saw a strange boy staring at him.

"Eldest brother, this is my good friend He Chengyuan." Seeing Min Zheng looking in He Chengyuan's direction, Gu Xi jumped out of Min Zheng's arms, ran in the direction of He Chengyuan, and hugged He Chengyuan neck.

He felt that He Chengyuan didn't seem very happy, and quickly asked concerned: "He Chengyuan, what's the matter with you?"

He Chengyuan shook his head, but said nothing.

He Chengyuan didn't know what happened to him either.

It's just that when I saw so many people around Gu Xi just now, I saw that everyone liked Gu Xi very much, and I saw that Gu Xi smiled as brightly towards other people as he did towards him, leaving only the back of his head, he It felt like my heart was being pinched.

It hurts.

think……

Get rid of these people.

Attracted by Gu Xi's actions, everyone looked along.

All were stunned at one glance.

How does this boy look so good-looking? ! !

He Chengyuan was wearing a plain student uniform, his hair was combed into a child's bun like Gu Xi's, and he was dressed like everyone else on the field.

But his complexion is snowy, his pupils are light, his brows are deep, and his hair is black.

Although his face was scarred and skinny, his thin body and flawed cheeks made the boy look even more lovable.

Just standing there is completely out of tune with rough guys like them.

Everyone had heard of He Chengyuan's name long before he came.

It is said that this child not only stole the little junior brother's things, but also kicked over the mirror when the junior junior brother was passing the shadow with his wife.

And according to Wang Mi, He Chengyuan's personality is also very gloomy, he doesn't like to talk and pay attention to others.

I thought he was a particularly hated child, but unexpectedly he turned out to be a taciturn little beauty.

The contrast is... amazing.

A female disciple couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart, walked up to He Chengyuan, stretched out her hand to touch the child's head: "You are He Chengyuan, you look so good-looking."

He Chengyuan took half a step back indifferently, avoiding the female disciple's hand that almost touched his head.

"It's almost time to practice, why don't you hurry up and stand in your place?" Min Zheng looked up at the sky, his tone darkened.

Hearing Min Zheng's words, everyone rushed to the martial arts training ground and stood up to practice.

Finding that He Chengyuan didn't have any weapons of his own, Gu Xi proudly puffed up his small chest to his good friend, patted it, trying to show that he was a very reliable little man: "He Chengyuan, what weapon do you want to use? Shall I pick it for you?"

He Chengyuan nodded obediently.

A cultivator who has not established a foundation is actually not considered to have stepped into the threshold of cultivating immortals, so he does not have his own talisman.

Therefore, many young disciples who have just started and have not yet established their foundation will choose a convenient weapon from the magic weapon table on the side of the training ground to use instead of magic weapons.

Gu Xi, who was originally full of confidence, was dazzled by all kinds of weapons in front of him, and didn't know which one to take.

He took He Chengyuan's hand and walked slowly along the weapon rack.

When he saw a dagger suitable for children, Gu Xi's eyes lit up instantly, and he took the dagger and handed it to He Chengyuan.

"Wow, this sword looks good, you can use this!"

He was just about to take He Chengyuan, who had chosen his weapon, to the martial arts field to practice together, but just as he finished speaking, that strange voice suddenly sounded in his head.

Knocking on the little head, the voice didn't stop, Gu Xi had no choice but to listen to the voice telling the story reluctantly.

【This is He Chengyuan's first time holding a sword.

He never knew that the friction sound when the blade pierced a person's body would be so ear-piercing that it would make him want to vomit.

The young man standing alone has a straight figure.

Dressed in a blood-stained white robe, it fluttered like light wings in the wind.

In front of him is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and behind him is the sky of the Jedi.

He has no choice, no way out.

Slowly raised the corners of his lips, looking at the murderous weapon tightly held in his hand, deep disgust appeared in He Chengyuan's eyes.

The loathing is so deep that people don't know whether he loathes this hopeless world, or loathes himself struggling in the mud without giving up hope.

The young man's deep and narrow eyes slowly lowered, and there was no light in them.

There was only a cold silence. 】

The tone of this voice was extremely depressing, and there was deep despair in the emotion, which made Gu Xi so sad that he couldn't breathe after hearing it.

He couldn't fully understand the meaning of these words, but his heart could feel the great sadness that hit his face.

He felt that this voice was talking about something that would definitely happen to He Chengyuan.

Because the voice said that He Chengyuan would appear in the burning cellar, in the dark chicken house, He Chengyuan really appeared there.

And the voice said this time that He Chengyuan would feel pain when he held the sword for the first time.

He will kill many, many people, and shed a lot of blood...

The sound seems to warp to coincide with reality.

Gu Xi saw that He Chengyuan's face was pale, looking at him covered in blood, his eyes were cold and indifferent.

"He Chengyuan!"

Gu Xi was terrified and couldn't help but yelled.

He Chengyuan paused: "What's wrong?"

"He Chengyuan," Gu Xi couldn't help but hugged his head with his hands, his small face wrinkled into a ball in pain: "Don't take it, don't take it..."

He wanted to say don't take the sword, but the voice was suppressed in his throat and couldn't come out.

Before he could dissuade him, He Chengyuan had already swung the sword that Gu Xi handed over.

The morning sun shone from the clouds and fell on the boy's thin body in countless ways.

Because it was the first time he was holding a sword, He Chengyuan's movements were clumsy.

But because this sword was chosen for him by Gu Xi, He Chengyuan swung it very seriously.

The snow-white blade swayed the dazzling light beams, forming a dazzling light curtain like a galaxy.

Feeling Gu Xi looking towards him, He Chengyuan had a bright smile on his face.

As a result, all the light converged in those smiling eyes.

Fragmented and bright, like crystal clear amber.

The purest joy.

Gu Xi was stunned, her mouth was opened wide in surprise.

Because he found that the voice was simply lying to him this time!

He Chengyuan holding the sword——

Obviously very happy!