"Sister..." the little boy said loudly.

The woman stopped the swing slowly and stepped on her jade feet onto the embroidered shoes.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

"Sister, my name is Xiao Yun. I don't know why I am here. My family is dead."

Agility began to appear in his already desperate eyes. He used to be desperate and had no ideals. Now a kind of vitality emerged in his heart. He wanted to take revenge, so he wanted to survive.

His eyes were filled with desire.

Such eyes shocked the woman. Wasn't that what she was like before?

Isn’t this the same thing when my family was destroyed? I was not scared at that time, but instead inspired my fighting spirit. Why is this little boy so similar to me?

"Are you injured?" the woman said slowly.

He shook his head, then nodded again.

The woman's eyes were still cold, so cold that it made people tremble all over, but the little boy felt a special sense of intimacy from the woman's eyes.

This kind of intimacy comes from nowhere, as if she is really her own sister, which makes it very strange.

The woman reached out and put her hand on his wrist veins.

After a moment, the woman and her body trembled at the same time, and both of them showed an incredible look in their eyes.

A familiar feeling, blood-connected feeling came to life, and suddenly there was a feeling in my heart that there seemed to be a mysterious force on this "sister" that was attracting him.

The woman's eyes were still cold, but her heart couldn't stop beating. What kind of feeling is this? How could she suddenly feel like this?

The woman's eyes were already cold, but her hands had left her wrist veins.

"You have been injured, very seriously injured!" The woman's cold eyes were inadvertently covered with a hint of unbearableness.

He nodded, pulled the clothes in front of him, revealing the shallow scar.

The scar is not big and doesn't look very serious, but when he turns around, there is still such a shallow scar behind him.

"The sword that penetrated the heart did not die? You are considered an exception." The woman couldn't help but sigh.

"Your Sanyin meridians are damaged, and you should have died long ago, but you have been infused with powerful energy by the masters to protect the damaged meridians and protect you from death."

"Not only that, you have been practicing some internal skills. Although this internal skills are not a powerful skills, it is of great benefit to you protecting your damaged meridians."

"It is precisely because of these two points that you have lived to this day. What I said is not?"

The little boy nodded. A child in his teens looked at the woman as if he was looking at his adoptive father. I don’t know why he felt this way, it was weird.

"How did you get hurt?" the woman asked without any emotion.

"I've been like this since I can remember!" He shrank his body and said.

Although he likes rain, likes walking slowly in the rain, and likes the feeling of being soaked by rain all over his body, his body is too weak now and can no longer withstand the rain.

The woman's face was expressionless, and the oil-paper umbrella in her hand tilted slightly, covering him under the umbrella.

The woman made a swing again, and she leaned out her jade feet and felt the drizzle hitting her body. The swing slowly began to shake again.

He looked at the slowly moving body motionlessly, and at the same time he remembered what his adoptive father said to him.

"Yun'er, your injury is actually not important. As long as Yun'er continues to practice the adopted father teaching you the mental method, your injury will be healed one day. I believe in the adoptive father."

He originally didn't believe in his adoptive father's words, but now he has seen a savior.

He touched his arms and found that the book was still there, and there was a golden box.

He glanced at the woman who slowly swinged with her eyes slightly closed. Seeing that she ignored him, he immediately reached out and opened the secret book with the word "Xiaoyao Jue". The first page was torn off, leaving traces of being torn.

He continued to look through and found the chapter of his internal strength and mind.

The ground was wet, and it was drizzling in the sky. I found a piece of rubble, and I started to practice the internal skills of the Xiaoyao Art.

Unknown to notice that when he took out the secret book of Xiaoyao Jue, a strange light flashed in the woman's eyes.

The rain kept drizzling. At the dark night, a woman in white dress swinged in the rain in the deserted ruins.

Strange and mysterious!

A faint mist rose from the little boy who had been sitting in front of the woman, and was hazy.

Before he knew it, he fell into deep cultivation and did not hear anything, as if he no longer existed, not knowing the cold and heat, not knowing the movement and stillness, and not knowing the time.

I don’t know when the rain hangs on the wind, and the sun has already emerged.

When he opened his eyes, he felt his whole body full of strength again.

He slowly stood up, but was shocked.

The ruins in front of me were still there, and the crooked neck tree charred by fire was washed by rain and replaced with a layer of green.

Although the torso is burnt, green branches are drawn from the canopy, which looks bright green under the sunlight, showing vitality.

But what was shocked was definitely not the crooked willow tree with vitality in spring, but the fact that there was no swing under the willow tree, and there was no woman in white clothes.

Thinking of the coldness in the woman's eyes and the cold expression of the woman, I couldn't help but be shocked. Is the sister I met a human or a ghost?

Only then did I pay attention to the surrounding environment, and I couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning after seeing it.

The place where I was originally located was indeed a ruin, and the scope of the ruin was quite large.

It seems that before this manor becomes a ruin, it must be a very good manor, and the location where I am standing seems to be... the back garden.

What kind of manor is this? How could it turn into ruins?

Although he had recovered his strength, his body was already weak, and it was quite difficult for him to get out of this manor.

The manor is built against the mountain. Now the mountain is behind it, and the only way out is ahead.

He walked forward step by step with difficulty, but along the way he couldn't help but frown.

Although it was ruined and burned by fire, there were traces of excavation and overturning in many places. Who was going to come to the ruins to search for?

Some traces can be seen from time to time in the ruins, and these traces are traces of bones.

After all, I am still young and don’t understand so much. If an experienced person arrives here, he must have seen these traces before that they were left behind after someone just picked up the bones.

He finally walked out of the ruins, and what caught his eye was a cemetery.

A woman in white stood in front of a new grave, motionless like a tree, a big tree rooted in the fertile soil.

Seeing this woman in white, he felt like he had found support in his heart, and a fire ignited in his heart again.
Chapter completed!