I was abandoned by the gods

Xing Yue was a strange child since he was a child.

On the day he was born, he never cried at all, and his eyes were still wide open.

After Xing Yue's parents saw it, they felt that the child was possessed by evil spirits, and they were so hairy in their hearts that they didn't even dare to hug him.

The mother is a traditional woman, and even shortly after Xing Yue was born, she thought of leaving Xing Yue, an unknown child, in the wilderness.

But this suggestion was strictly stopped by her husband, even though the child was unknown, it was still his only child.

But she did not give up on this plan, waiting for the opportunity.

She even nearly succeeded, sneaking the toddler in a sack while her husband was asleep.

But even so, she was cautious and careful, and washed all the places that touched the young child.

After doing all this, he put his hands together and prayed to the gods and Buddhas in the sky, hoping to be saved by this.

Just when she picked up the sack containing little Xing Yue and was about to go out, her husband woke up from a nightmare.

That dream was about Xing Yue, a very terrible nightmare.

After the husband woke up, he was sweating profusely, and immediately snatched the sack when he saw it.

He carefully took Xing Yue out of the sack, but there was more and more cold sweat on his forehead.

Even though little Xing Yue was treated like this by his mother when he was asleep, he still looked like a shell without a soul when he woke up.

His eyes were wide open, neither crying nor laughing, if it wasn't for his breathing.

It even makes people think that this is a doll.

The husband was frightened and dared not touch the child.

But the nightmare that woke him up before told him that if he didn't treat this child well, there would be boundless bad luck waiting for him in the future.

So, from that day on.

The husband and wife raised little Xingyue like their ancestors, and they dared not neglect him in the slightest.

Xiao Xingyue grew up day by day like this, still with dark eyes and soulless eyes, and a temperament that neither cried nor laughed.

Not even a word was said.

While the other kids were sneaking around.

Xiao Xing Yue stared blankly.

When the other children went to the house to expose the tiles.

Xiao Xing Yue stared blankly.

He grew up like this day by day, with no feelings, no desires, no family affection, and no childhood.

But he has thoughts, and he has feelings.

Looking at the fearful and awe-inspiring eyes of the parents, looking at the innocent smiles of the children around.

Xing Yue just felt empty, like a spectator in this world, separating himself from the world.

Xing Yue didn't know what he wanted, but he knew——

He is an emotionless monster.

When Xiao Xingyue was eight years old, a disaster happened to his family, and a group of robbers broke into the house.

Killed his biological parents in front of him, and looked at the desperate eyes of his parents before they died.

There was even a splash of warm blood from his parents on his face.

Seeing all this, Xing Yue still didn't cry, his swarthy eyes were still wide open.

Not even a trace of fear.

Looking at this child, the leader of that group of robbers also felt his heart tremble, and waved his butcher knife at Xiao Xingyue with a ferocious expression on his face.

As for Xing Yue, he still didn't show any emotion of fear, just watching the knife getting closer and closer to him.

His eyes were still wide open, and he didn't even blink.

He thought the knife would cut off his neck and open his chest.

then.

He was relieved.

Get out of this boring world.

however.

Just when the knife stained with his parents' blood was about to touch his skin.

A blue figure appeared in front of his eyes.

It was a handsome young man.

Personable, like a god.

With him, everyone who comes into contact with him.

all different.

The young man looked at the blood in the room, frowned slightly, and felt extremely disgusted.

He took up the blue long sword, avenged him, and killed these wicked robbers.

Under the sunlight, the young man whose whole body was wrapped in azure blue looked so powerful and so perfect.

Xiao Xing became more and more obsessed with it.

The boy frowned and wiped the blood stained on Bilan Jian's body.

What was revealed was a completely different tenderness from before, as if the sword was his lover.

Xiao Xingyue watched the boy's movements intently.

It seems that everything about a teenager is full of fatal temptations for him.

Little Xingyue looked at the sword, and a strange emotion rose in his heart.

he……

I want to become that sword that was gently wiped by the boy.

The boy seemed to have finished wiping, and turned to look at him.

Being locked tightly by the boy's eyes, another strange emotion rose in Xiao Xingyue's heart.

Will this teenager look at him and become like his parents, like those children.

Even... the same as the robbers who wanted to kill him.

As long as Xiao Xingyue thought about it like this, he felt a strange pain in his chest.

For the first time, little Xing Yue lowered his head, not wanting the boy to see him.

However, it backfired.

The boy actually walked towards him step by step, and finally stopped in front of him.

Xing Yue still didn't look up.

I thought the boy would turn around and leave, but he was wrong.

He was hit on the head by the boy.

It doesn't hurt at all.

But very strange.

Xing Yue raised his head and looked at the boy.

And the boy frowned, and hit him on the head again.

He said, cry for me!

Little Xing Yue still looked into the boy's eyes, and stretched out his hand to touch the place where he had beaten.

Somewhat confused.

What is crying?

Why cry?

Then the teenager hit him on the head a third time.

He said that his father and mother are all dead, and the closest person who raised him is gone, so he should cry loudly, and then live with them.

Xing Yue still looked at the young man ignorantly, but at this moment the young man's eyes were no longer as angry as before.

Inside, there seems to be sadness.

Little Xing Yue's attention was attracted by the boy's eyes, and he didn't hear what the boy said clearly.

The boy seemed to be helplessly sighing, it was really like what he thought before.

Turning around, taking steps, getting further and further away from him.

The boy said, if you don't cry, then I don't care about you, you can do it yourself here.

Xiao Xingyue looked at the figure of the boy walking further and further away, and his heart was once again filled with strange emotions.

For some reason, his body moved spontaneously.

Little Xingyue's small body began to run vigorously towards the dark blue figure that was getting further and further away.

But no matter how hard he ran, he could only watch the young man's back dragging him further away.

Xiao Xingyue was panting, he didn't know if it was because he was too tired from running, or something else...

During the chase, he accidentally stepped on the potholed ground and just fell down.

I don't know if the dust and sand got into the eyes, but the eyes started to be sore, and then the warm liquid flowed down.

Little Xingyue didn't care, the moment he fell, he got up immediately and continued to run towards that figure.

Xiao Xingyue opened his mouth to speak, and told the boy to wait for him.

But for some reason, after he opened his mouth, let alone speak, even the tone he uttered was intermittent.

Totally out of shape.

Even the tears flowing from the eyes became more violent.

But the boy stopped.

Little Xing Yue immediately ran over, regardless of the liquid on his face, and just grabbed the hem of the boy's clothes tightly.

The boy seemed to laugh, and rubbed his head as if treating the sword.

Ask very gently, that's right, does it hurt?

Xiao Xingyue opened his mouth, and the broken tone that he uttered just now became louder and louder for some reason, and he couldn't stop it.

The boy squatted up and stretched out his hands, not caring about the blood and dirt on little Xing Yue's body.

Just like that, he hugged him without hesitation.

The young man pressed his forehead against his forehead, his warm eyes stared at his sore eyes that were still dripping with liquid.

The boy said, that's how it should be, weep loudly, and after crying, we must be stronger and work harder to live.

Xiao Xingyue held on to the boy's clothes tightly, and made that broken sound even louder.

This turned out to be crying.

And the boy liked it when he cried.

So little Xing Yue kept crying until his eyes turned red.

-

Later, little Xingyue found out that the young man was a cultivator.

And the boy has another person whom he admires very much.

Except for the time with him, most of the time will be behind that person.

The more Xiao Xing was unhappy, he finally understood why he wanted to become Cang Xue and was treated tenderly by the young man.

That's jealousy.

And every time at this time, Xing Yue would cry loudly, like a child who couldn't get candy.

The boy was helpless, he would hug him every time, pat his back gently to comfort him.

-

Little Xing Yue heard from others that the reason why the boy was so close to that man was because they were both master and apprentice.

He didn't understand the meaning of master and apprentice, but he understood that only by becoming a master and apprentice with the boy, he would be as important as that man.

So, little Xingyue cried again and insisted on becoming a master and apprentice with the boy.

The boy had no choice but to agree again.

In front of that man, the boy carried him into the hall.

I solemnly promise him that from now on, you, Xing Yue, will be my only apprentice, Xie Qingqiu.

Xiao Xing was more satisfied, and turned to look at the man.

Unexpectedly, that man applauded, and then everyone in the hall applauded.

Looking at the expressions on everyone's faces, Xiao Xingyue became confused again. She must not cry at such a time.

Seeing this, the young man hit him on the head again, but this time it was a bit vicious.

The boy said, laugh at me!

Little Xing Yue was still a little ignorant, but this time he was not as at a loss as before.

He imitated everyone's appearance, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

But for some reason, just by making such an action, my heart became much more relaxed.

It turns out that this is just laughing.

The boy seemed satisfied, and started to touch his head as before, and smiled softly at him.

The boy said, that's right.

-

Afterwards, everyone knew that Sword Immortal Chaoyang's favorite disciple had also taken in an apprentice.

But that apprentice was a crying bag, his eyes turned red from crying.

After a few more years, crying Bao Xingyue gradually grew up and showed extraordinary talent.

Like a child king, he dominates the sect.

Any disciple who did anything bad would be picked out by that crying apprentice and taught a lesson.

Those disciples who were beaten until their noses and faces were bruised and swollen would go to the master Xie Qingqiu who cried and bagged their disciples to complain.

But who would have imagined it, after Xie Qingqiu learned the whole story.

Not only did he not teach Xing Yue a lesson, but he also said that he did the right thing, and what was even more extreme, he even started beating him like Xing Yue.

Let the disciple who complained get hurt even more.

In the end, everyone knew that even though Crying Bao Xingyue was a crybaby, he was also a powerful crybaby.

Not only that, but he also has a master who dotes on him very much, who almost shares his nostrils with him.

From then on, all the disciples dared not commit crimes under the coercion of the two.

Otherwise, there is only one end, and that is being mixed doubles by that pair of apprentices.

The author has something to say:

Add an irresponsible side story.

Emmm, the story of Xie Qingqiu and Xing Yue is really over here. I only wanted to write a few hundred words, but I didn’t control the number of words, hahaha.

The original intention of this chapter was to write a story of inheritance, deception and true feelings.

Then... I wanted to talk about my thoughts here and there, but I felt that it was superfluous. After all, what I wrote was very simple, and no one put forward their views on the plot, so I was just being lazy, what? Not to mention.

emmm, and although the story of Xie Qingqiu and Xing Yue as the protagonists is finished, the setting of "Dian Jiang Pu" is destined to show them later, and you can look forward to it, but their identities should happen at that time Let's change, from master and apprentice to lovers or something, let's see you, laugh and cry.

Anyway, no matter whether their identities have changed or not, they are each other's unique.

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