His crying was real, so Sang Luojiu also came with two tears, which made Hua Biefeng look extremely ugly.

The third brother Hua Bishuang, who was beside him, seemed to feel something and started crying in the cradle.

Sang Luo spent a long time cleaning himself up cleanly.

During this period, he only spent an hour sleeping in the corner and cried silently.

After getting up early, he wiped away his tears and took the initiative to pay tribute to Mrs. Zhu, even getting up earlier than her eldest son.

Mrs. Zhu looked rosy and didn't look sick, but her eyes looked cold when she looked at Sang Luojiu. She was probably dissatisfied with her husband killing her mother and keeping her son, so she brought the child back to make things difficult for her.

If this boy died from a distance like his mother, he would be out of sight, but if he asked her to do it himself and kill such a little boy with a soft look like water, Mrs. Zhu believed that she was not so cruel.

Sang Luojiu turned a blind eye to Mrs. Zhu's eyes, but walked slowly to Hua Bishuang's side.

"It's so cute." Sang Luojiu said gently, "Madam, can I hug him?"

Mrs. Zhu showed a false smile: "It's okay. Are you brothers?"

From that day on, Sang Luojiu became the young master's servant, guard, the second master's sandbag, and the boxing stake.

Of course, Mrs. Zhu would not trust such a poor boy raised by a shepherd girl, and secretly sent a nanny to monitor him.

The food and clothing he handled had to be carefully inspected by the nanny.

If Sang Luojiu dared to attack her child, she would have enough reason to complain to Hua Ruohong and knock him out of the Feihua Gate.

However, Sang Luojiu is really an impeccable and good boy.

Not only did he not move any of his hands or thoughts, he was also sincerely good to Shuang'er.

When Shuang'er cried in the middle of the night, changed his diapers, learned to speak, and when he was toddler, he was always waiting by his side, teaching him one by one, and begging him little by little. When he got sick several times, he was always waiting by his side without taking off his clothes and staying up all night and never sleeping. Even the nanny who was in charge of surveillance was really moved.

When learning to speak, the first word Shuang'er said was "father and mother", not "big brother".

This detail made Mrs. Zhu very satisfied.

She likes Sang Luojiu's tame and understanding of the current affairs.

But she didn't notice that when Shuang'er called her parents, she was facing Sang Luojiu's direction.

Compared to his third brother's attachment to him, Hua Beifeng, who was seven months younger than him, hates Sang Luo for a long time. Therefore, when he was practicing sword with his second brother, Sang Luojiu was always beaten to the point of bruising and falling to the ground. He was even beaten to coughing blood several times. He just went to the well to clean his clothes and face silently, and then took care of Shuang'er with a bruised nose and smiled, without mentioning his own pain.

After Shuang'er was sensible, she felt very sorry for him: "Brother, why did you let your second brother bully you?"

Sang Luojiu pinched his little face: "This is not bullying, your second brother is helping his eldest brother practice sword skills."

Shuang'er was so angry that she thought his elder brother was too sensible, so she secretly sawed off Hua Bifeng's beloved wooden sword.

Huabe was so angry that he was so angry that the two brothers spoke ill of each other, and eventually developed to the point where they fists and kicks were added together.

Shuang'er was young and broke her forehead after falling down, crying loudly in pain.

Since then, the brothers have formed a bond.

After Hua Biefeng changed his new sword, he became more and more excited when he abused Sang Luo for a long time. He often had old injuries on his body and had new injuries added, which made Shuang'er heartbroken.

He ran to complain to his mother, but his mother actually defended her second brother more and did not take her eldest brother seriously.

In the child's head, there is only the simple understanding of "who is good to him", so Shuang'er was angry and incredible. She also had a big fight with her mother and left in anger.

Mrs. Zhu was shocked and suspicious, and her eyes were stinged by the appearance of Ono Jung being overly protected by her young son.

That night, Sang Luojiu knelt in front of the main hall all night.

In the second middle of the night, Shuang'er also came crying and said that the eldest brother would kneel down, and even the nanny pleaded for Sang Luojiu, saying that she was always next to Shuang'er. Sang Luojiu had never deliberately provoked anything in front of Shuang'er. He had never said anything bad about Madam and the second young master. It was Shuang'er who was impulsive and attached great affection, and she protected him, the eldest brother too much.

Mrs. Zhu couldn't bear to suffer from love, so she had to call Sang Luojiu and sent him to live with her second son, not allowing him to get close to Shuang'er again.

Sang Luojiu also listened obediently.

But if Shuang'er listens or not, he can't control it.

Shuang'er often came to his second brother's residence and gave him pastries. Sang Luojiu would also play the Yimeng tune that his mother had played to him for Shuang'er. The two of them were friendly and respectful, and they were very intimate.

When the flower Biefeng heard it in the main hall, he couldn't help but come out to mock him a few words: "There is no sheep here for you, so save some effort."

Before Sang Luojiu could speak, Shuang'er would always help him scold him first.

Shuang'er and this second brother gradually became incompatible with water and fire.

Once Hua Bifeng is in a bad mood, he will spread his anger on San Luojiu's head.

In his opinion, his cheap brother is weak and has a mediocre talent, but he always smiles like a spring breeze. He doesn't know what he is laughing at, which makes people feel a nameless fire.

Therefore, he often used his family's swordsmanship to sting his left and right on his body. He would never give up every time he didn't poke his body out of injuries.

Soon, Sang Luojiu reached fifteen years old.

Over the past eight years, many strange stories have emerged in the Feihua Sect of Jianchuan that have been amazed by the people in the Taoist sect.

Mr. Hua Er and a maid in Hua Ruohong's room had a private meeting in the middle of the night, but was knocked out by Hua Ruohong.

For some reason, Hua Ruohong was furious, and the two brothers fought and turned against each other. Mr. Hua took the prostitute and the girl to leave Feihua Mountain, and the brothers were in a state of disintegration.

It is said that the maid looks very much like a dead shepherd's shepherd's girl, Li, who was a prostitute who was waiting for a window to pick up a guest when Sang Luojiu and her father were out for a walk.

Sang Luojiu casually said that her eyebrows and eyes were really like mothers.

He said nothing else.

The prostitute went to Feihua Mountain for some reason and was responsible for taking care of Hua Ruohong's food and clothing, and for some reason, she was hooked up with Hua Erye.

According to her, it was Mr. Hua who first sent her a letter, and the two of them passed the letter, and they gradually fell in love with each other.

After Hua Erye left the mountain, Hua Ruohong and Mrs. Zhu had a big fight. Mrs. Zhu was angry and returned to her parents' home. A crack was hidden between Feihuamen and Yushengmen.

A month later, the body of Mr. Hua Er's burned to charcoal was found in a horse shed. Perhaps someone bought a murderer. Many people speculated whether it was done by Hua Ruohong, who had argued with Mr. Hua Er.

The two brothers, Hua Bifeng and Hua Bishuang, were not worried. They were obviously bloody brothers, but they regarded each other as enemies and argued endlessly.

The entire Feihuamen was in chaos and chaos.

Only Sang Luo Jiu'an sat in the study, flipping through "The Wonderful Selection of Lantai" page by page, with a gentle expression, just as he had when he first came.

When Sang Luojiu was fifteen years old, Hua Bifeng wanted to participate in the "God of Heavenly List" organized by Sanmen and took turns to participate in the "God of Heavenly List".

The comparison of the Tianlist is intended to screen new talents in Taoism and compare the pros and cons of each swordsmanship, guns and swordsmanship. This time the comparison of the Tianlist is held on Fengling Mountain, one of the three sects.

Under the strong request of Shuang'er, Hua Ruohong, who has gradually become addicted to alcohol in recent years, has been burping strongly, and wants Hua to leave Feng and Sang Luojiu to go with him.

Hua Biefeng didn't have much resistance to this and he agreed happily.

In his opinion, only by letting Sang Luojiu make a fool of himself in public and defeating him hard is the best choice to confirm his true identity as a young master and Xuanming's two masters and servants.

Unexpectedly, Sang Luojiu, who usually has a shorter time in swordsmanship, performed particularly well in the Tianlist.

In the end, the sword energy was stormed off the stage and turned into Hua Bifeng, who wanted to show off his might.

Hua Bifeng hurriedly held the sword and got up from the ground in a mess. When he recalled the various things he had just met, he became even more unwilling to accept it.

...It's obviously just a little bit away!

He didn't have to lose!

But no matter how upset he was, he was driven off the stage by Sang Luojiu and missed the next game.

In the end, Sang Luojiu got eighth in the Heavenly List.

This is a not-so-obvious result. If you change the flower and the wind, you will perform differently, and the best result you can achieve is nothing more than that.

His victory seemed like a lucky coincidence.

Who would have thought that when he was defeated and humbly bowed his waist and was about to leave, a lazy voice came from the gauze curtain at Fengling's superior position: "Little Taoist priest named Hua, live."

Everyone knows who is sitting in the gauze curtain, and Sang Luojiu is no exception.

He bowed to the ground: "Yun Zhongjun."

A hand poked out from the curtain, and his index finger was facing Sang Luojiu, and he slowly hooked it: "Come here, come here."

There was an uproar everywhere.

No one knows why Yun Zhongjun Feng Rugu favors such a child who can only win the eighth place on the Tianlist. Even Sang Luojiu himself stayed there, not knowing whether to advance or retreat for a moment.

But his reaction ability is far superior to others. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly got up, lowered his head and climbed up the jade steps, and came to the gauze curtain.

The tulle curtain was lifted from the inside.

A fresh bamboo breath first swept out of the gauze curtain. Sang Luojiu smelled a faint fragrance of the roving rope, but pretended not to notice it and lowered his head without saying a word.

A lazy voice inside asked softly, "Hey, what do you think is the best killer?"

Even Sang Luojiu was also confused by this mindless question: "I'm... Hua Bieyun... I feel that the best killer does not need to have first-class skills, but must have first-class flexibility and adaptability."

Yun Zhongjun was not sure or deny of his answer, and only looked at him in the surging bamboo fog for a while.

Immediately, he spoke slowly in a bass that only two people could hear.

"The best killer is an unknown killer." Feng Rugu said, "Every time he kills someone, others think that the person died of an accident."

The first time in his fifteen-year-old Sang Luojiu felt the feeling of coldness all over his body was that afternoon.

What made him sweat fall suddenly was Feng Rugu's next words.
To be continued...