Heavenly Curse

The purple clothes man is not entitled to rebut the elder's decision, but in his heart, he is also full of curiosity about the pasture. After all, one more day of extinction is a great thing for the whole people. Unfortunately, his original qualifications were limited, and for some special reasons, he can only go on the path of the pseudo-heavenly man.

Even though the foundation has been constantly remedied over the years, is it not so easy to try to correct it once you have made a mistake? At first, he knew that after the birth of the kingdom of blood, he had also moved his heart, but he knew that in his capacity, it was impossible to go out at all. Otherwise, the consequences would be even greater, so he could only regret his heart.

But thinking of what the elder just said, Mu Yi actually got the general lotus stage, which is the Daoki of the Blood King, he couldn't help but move again. Of course, it was impossible to seize or rob him in his capacity, but as the city owner of Jingzhou City, over the years, he also had his own savings.

Blood King's lotus roots, though precious, are not priceless, and obviously not more important than Mu Yi's position in his mind, so as long as he is willing to give enough chips, he cannot try to replace some of the lotus roots.

In this way, together with his many years of remediation, it may be a hope, if not an absolute one, that he will once again be able to see a real celestial opportunity.

However, this must wait until the elder sees each other, determines the actual origin of the other, and there are no problems before proceeding. As for the strong, he never thought that a strong man who can defeat the king and force him to the point of imposing the biggest cards means that he and he belong to the same level of strength.

A realm that has caught up with his young strong only with great success is enviable and jealous.

This envy has nothing to do with jealousy. It's just a pure instinct.

All afternoon, Mu Yi was immersed in those books. The old man looked in quietly at the door several times. Seeing Mu Yi was just reading the book seriously, his face showed a genuine smile. The whole person seemed to be full of strength, even went outside for a circle, and everyone smiled, so that he knew his neighbor a lot.

But the old man only laughed and did not spread the matter of Maiyi. Otherwise, if these people were to disturb him, Maiyi would surely feel unstable, not to mention the need for quiet reading, so he can only enjoy this happiness alone.

After the walk, the old man walked back, and when he was about to walk into his house, suddenly it was dark in front of him, and then he knew nothing.

“Squeak! ”

The slight opening of the door woke Maki up, and he looked up and saw the old man walking in. Maki looked outside. It was not too early, so he put the book back on the shelf.

“Xiaoyi, how are you doing?” The old man asked that the name was also given by Maki on his own initiative.

“Uncle, I can see that your son is a lover of books, which have helped me tremendously.” Maki truly said that, at least now, he has a thorough understanding of the whole shadow, and no longer looks as hazy as he used to look in the mirror.

“Help is good, help is good.” The old man looked at the book full of cabinets and even said that the colour of God seemed to carry a hint of memory and should have remembered his late son again.

“Xiaoyi, would you mind listening to your old man tell a story?” The old man suddenly asked.

“No offense, sir.” Mu Yi said that at this moment he had concealed what story the other party was going to tell, but he was not impatient at all, but showed seriousness.

“Eighteen years ago, I picked up a child at the door, when it was cold, the child was freezing to unconsciousness. Somehow, when I first saw him, I really liked him. I took him to the doctor and finally rescued him. Since then, I have adopted him, and he has also become my only son. I named him Zhao Wu. ”

“Zhao Wu has not been naughty since childhood, other children are playing, he will help me work, since childhood has learned to burn fire cooking, and has never worried me. ”

“When he was ten years old, the nearby martial arts hall recruited disciples, and I sent him away, but he failed. It was the first time Zhao Wu had kept himself in the house to cry, and he cried all night, when I stood at the door all night. ”

“I was going to ask someone to accept him the next day, but Zhao Wu told me that he wanted to read, at least it was much easier to read than the martial arts hall, so I sent him to school. Zhao Wu was smart and often got praised by the schoolmaster, but I found that he was not as happy as before, and often stole a man to practice martial arts in the yard while I was asleep. He thought I was asleep. I don't know, but I was watching him. ”

“Slowly, Zhao Wu grew up and read more and more books. In fact, all the books here are written by him word by word, one by book. He has worked hard for so many years. If I die in the future, these books will be donated to the school so that more children can learn these things. ”

“But I know that he always had a dream of becoming a warrior. After all, in this shadow, if he wanted to protect himself, he had to be strong first, until one day, he left me a letter saying goodbye. On that day, I knew that he knelt down at the door and knocked several heads at me, wiping tears. I could have called him and told him not to go, but I didn't want him to be sorry because of me. ”

“This walk is three years! Every day I pray for him, and do not ask him to be a mighty man. It is enough that he should return in peace and security. ”

“Until one day, a martial artist came to the door with a letter in his hand and a gun, a bow. At that time, I knew that my Zhao Wu would never come back. The martial artist told me that Zhao Wu had not disappointed me, that he had become a martial artist and that he was a second-rate master. Unfortunately, he was killed by demons during a rescue of a village in the wilderness. ”

“Saying that there is no regret is false, sometimes I often wonder, if I don't name him Zhao Wu, what would happen if I called him? If he doesn't leave, he won't die. I just thought, I can't complete my dreams, he must be unhappy in his heart, I can't let him give up his dreams because of my selfishness and perseverance. ”

“After all, who had no dreams when they were younger? Even I did, but I didn't have Zhao Wuyong. He did what he wanted to do. Although he died in the end, I'm sure he won't regret it. ”

“And he sacrificed himself to save my fellow human beings, so I would be proud of him. ”