It's foggy, and the sky is filled with heavy fog. On the sea, there is a vast expanse of white.

Miss Xiao Chun had already gone to bed, sleeping with Li Huilan. Jun Molian couldn't sleep, so he took his arm out of Miss Xiao Chun's arms and walked out softly.

The waves of the sea water hit the hull of the boat, and only a "crash" sound could be heard. The moist sea mist dampened his face, and the faint fishy smell made him a little uncomfortable.

Compared with the vast sea, human beings are really small. Perhaps, they are not even a drop in the ocean. Life is like a dream, how much joy can there be? What can you do if your life is less than a hundred years? For some reason, Jun Mo Lian always feels that it is less than a hundred years.

His life is really too short. Perhaps the death of his mother left a serious shadow on his heart. Life is really fragile. He is always afraid that one day, Sister Lan will leave him like his mother did.

Sister Lan is his only relative in the world, how can he not be afraid?

The sound of the cave flute sounded with a sense of detachment, mixed with a hint of indifference, even aloofness.

Jun Mo Lian turned around and saw nothing. The fog was so thick that he could hardly see his fingers. It was the man in Tsing Yi who was playing the cave flute, and only he could play the cave flute with such an unearthly mood.

Jun Mo Lian has thought about it countless times, what is the identity of the man in Tsing Yi? What is the purpose of coming to his side? Uncle Liang Wang is not a very good-tempered person, but he chose to endure the contempt of the man in Tsing Yi. With Prince Liang

With his uncle's strength, logically he shouldn't be afraid of the people in Tsing Yi, but the fact is the opposite. Jun Mo Lian can also guess that what Uncle Liang Wang is really afraid of is actually the power behind the people in Tsing Yi.

Regardless of these things, what Jun Mo Lian is most curious about is the black dagger that Uncle Wang gave him. The man in Tsing Yi stayed with him because of it, and the death of the thief that day was also related to the black dagger. The black dagger

, what is its origin?

The black dagger is so mysterious and weird. A living person was wiped out by the black dagger, and a flame mark was left on his left chest. What is the meaning of this?

Jun Mo Lian took out the black dagger and looked at it carefully. But he still couldn't see anything special about it.

"This sword is named Shura!"

The sudden sound startled Jun Mo Lian, and at some point, the man in Tsing Yi was already standing behind him.

"Shura?"

Compared to knowing the name of the black dagger, Jun Mo Lian was more surprised that the man in Tsing Yi actually spoke. This was the first thing the man in Tsing Yi said in so many days.

Jun Mo Lian still remembers that the man in Tsing Yi only said three sentences to him, a total of twenty-five words. This is the fourth sentence, and it has reached thirty words, which is really not easy.

"How did you..."

Jun Mo Lian didn't know what to say. He was really excited because the man in Tsing Yi actually took the initiative to talk to him.

The man in Tsing Yi ignored Jun Mo Lian, threw a piece of leather over, and said calmly: "Although Shura is in your hand, if you can't awaken the soul of the sword, it is just a piece of cold black iron. Remember what is on it and return it to me.

Do not show it to anyone. If anyone shows it, I will kill you first, and then kill everyone who has seen it. If one person has seen it, kill one person, if ten people have seen it, kill ten people, if a hundred people have seen it, kill a hundred people, until all of them are killed."

The cold voice of the man in green made Jun Molian shiver and was severely frightened. He grinned, put away the leather, and said: "Don't say it in such a scary way, you know I'm timid.

.By the way, if you have any more, please give one to my sister too. If I am no longer with my sister in the future, my sister will not be bullied by others. You know, my sister is very beautiful, and it is inevitable that there will be some people with ulterior motives.

people."

Jun Mo Lian paused and continued: "If you don't give it, then I won't want it either."

The man in green said calmly: "It's really troublesome."

Jun Molian smiled and took the second piece of leather.

"Um, what's your name?" When Jun Molian raised his head and looked again, the man in Tsing Yi had disappeared. The somewhat deserted sound of the flute came from the bow of the boat, and Jun Molian shook his head helplessly.

"Thank you."

There was no reply from the other side, and Jun Mo Lian didn't care. Anyway, he was used to the strange temper of the man in Tsing Yi.

Perhaps, after tonight, his destiny will be completely different! Jun Molian touched the leather on his chest and the black dagger, and looked up at the sky.

The sky is completely white and nothing can be seen! It seems like a confused life.

"Mom, can you see my child? Lian'er really, really misses you. It would be great if you hadn't passed away. If you were still alive, Lian'er and her sister wouldn't have to go to that home. Mother

Dear, can you hear what Lian'er is saying? From now on, Lian'er's road ahead may become very difficult, but Lian'er will never give up. Mother, Lian'er really, really misses you.

Mother, Lian'er has changed. He is no longer as naughty and mischievous as before, and he no longer makes my mother and sister angry as before. Mother, Lian'er misses you."

Tears fell down his cheeks, but the corners of Jun Mo Lian's mouth forced a smile. He was just a twelve-year-old boy, and he shouldn't be burdened with so many things. A twelve-year-old boy shouldn't still be with his mother.

Are you acting coquettishly in his arms? Aren't you receiving the teachings of your stern father? However, Jun Mo pity him if he doesn't bear all this, who will bear all this? Who is born to bear so much?

They are all forced, people are forced out. He is not afraid of hardship, because he has already experienced all the hardships. He is not afraid of ridicule, because he has grown up in the cynicism of others. He is better than others.

They understand the importance of survival better and cherish the opportunity to live more than others.

Ants still live in vain, let alone humans? Yes, someone said that they would rather die vigorously than live in an idle life. Yes, life is indeed more than the ordinary things in front of you, but if you don't even have the ordinary things in front of you, what's the point of poetry?

And the distance? How can a person who has to work hard to fight for the things in front of him dare to think about poetry and the distance?

Don't you want poetry and the distance? Does Sister Lan want to fall into the world? Is it because there are so many women in Zuiyue Tower that they don't want to live a normal life? No, all of this is caused by

Damn it. The lives of others are called life, but the lives of people like you are called survival! Others are living a carefree life, but what about me and Sister Lan? We can only survive in a trembling, conscientious and humble way. But,

, even this kind of perseverance is not allowed by others!

The man in white must have come from a wealthy family. Logically speaking, with his status, he should never have trouble with Sister Lan, nor should he have trouble with himself. Because a lion will not fight with a dog. If you win, you will win.

If you don't use force, you will lose face if you lose. However, the other party wants to kill you and Sister Lan without even giving them a way to survive!

What can be done? What else can be done? What should be done?

To say that I am a bereaved dog is probably a compliment, but the other party will not let go of even a bereaved dog like me! If you endure it, endure it, endure it, endure it, endure it until you can’t bear it anymore, there is no need to endure it anymore!!!

Jun Molian suddenly took out the black dagger, stretched out his left hand, and felt cruelly in his heart, the black dagger slipped across the palm of his left hand!

The heart-breaking pain made him tremble all over. He looked indifferently at the bloody hole in the heart of his left hand, which was deep into the bone, and let out a sick laugh of "haha"!

Suddenly, Jun Molian was hugged from behind.

"Lian'er."

"sister."

Li Huilan burst into tears, and the sister and brother hugged each other in the thick fog.

The man in Tsing Yi watched all this with an expressionless face, the thick fog could not block his sight.

"If you are not ruthless, you won't be able to stand firmly." The old man chopping wood smoked his dry cigarette and said after a long time, "You are ruthless enough!"

Ming Lao stood in front of the window and watched all this silently, his lips trembling. He couldn't figure out how much suffering a young man had to go through to do such a morbid behavior.

"Old Chen, what do you think now?" Miss Zhou, who had been hiding in the dark, stared at Jun Mo Lian and asked calmly.

"The princess still has a sharp eye, and this guy is worth making friends with. It's just that he's too cruel, like a mad dog, and I'm afraid he won't be well-raised." Lao Chen made a pertinent evaluation.

Miss Zhou showed a faint smile: "Whether you can train them or not depends on how you train them and who trains them. An excellent trainer can train wolves, tigers and leopards to be as obedient as rabbits. At the same time, he can also train rabbits."

They must be as ferocious as jackals, tigers and leopards. People are all made for use. No one is born to be superior, and no one is born to be tamed by others."

Lao Chen smiled and said in a high voice: "The princess is still courageous. No wonder the Lord sent the princess to that door. I used to not understand why the Lord did this, but now I understand."

"Flatter me?"

"It's sincere."

At this moment, Miss Xiao Chun suddenly appeared, holding a strip of cloth torn from her skirt in her hand, and said in a coquettish voice: "Jun Mo Lian, I will give you a hug."

Seeing her serious way of hugging her hands, Jun Molian smiled and touched her head. But when the old woodcutter saw all this, his eyes had already fallen to the ground.

It shouldn’t be. I’ve raised her for so many years. When did I treat him so easy? Damn it, why is my majestic sword demon so jealous of that brat? Why do I want to kick him away? His mother-in-law.

Wow! That’s my granddaughter! That’s my sword demon’s granddaughter!!!

"Meow--"

Yuanqiu'er screamed angrily, indicating that he felt the same way.

Miss Xiaochun has never been so gentle to this old fat cat. It would be weird if they (it) had a balance in their hearts! At this moment, let alone the old man chopping firewood, even Yuanqiu couldn't help but think

I used to scratch that kid's face with his two paws. It was really irritating. No, it was too irritating to the cat.

At this time, only the man in green showed surprise in his eyes, because the blood of Jun Mo Lian stained on the Shura knife was completely absorbed by the Shura knife!
Chapter completed!