War God Asura

Although he had guessed that something was wrong, Xing Jue never expected that Li Xiaohan and the elder Taishang had never met.

But at this moment, he finally verified Xing Jue's idea. There really are some stories between Li Xiaohan and his grandfather, but Xing Jue didn't ask much, but quietly listened to Li Xiaohan to continue to tell.

"In fact, since the day I was born, I haven't seen my parents and grandparents. I was brought up by a servant of Yufeng Pavilion."

"When I was a child, apart from practicing with my master, I played alone in the Floating Clouds Mountains. I didn't know what my parents were, and I never felt real affection."

"Later I gradually grew up, and when I went out to practice with the respected teacher, I saw other children loved by their parents, and I felt baffled inexplicably sad."

"One day, I finally couldn't help but ask my master: "Master, where are my father and mother?"."

"But then I learned that my parents were no longer alive. They passed away not long after I was born."

Li Xiaohan slowly recounted the past, with a trace of sentiment on his pure face.Obviously, her childhood was not happy, and the death of her parents also left some shadow on her.

"How did you die?" Hearing this, Xing Jue finally couldn't help his emotions, and asked a little excitedly. For him, who is also an orphan, the term "parents" is the most sensitive.

"At the beginning, my parents were the top disciples of Yufeng Pavilion. They were called Yufeng Pavilion's hope for the future."

"But once when the two of them were practicing outside, they encountered a strong old man who blocked them."

"Finally, because of some contradictions, I started my hands. After that, my parents beat the old man seriously and died shortly after returning to his power."

"But later my parents learned that the old man was actually the grand elder of the Nangong family."

"After that, the Nangong family, as they did today, brought a large army to Yufeng Pavilion to attack, and named them by name to kill my parents."

"And my parents committed suicide because they didn't want to involve the disciples of Yufeng Pavilion." By the time Li Xiaohan's eyes were completely moistened, a drop of sentimental tears slowly shed.

Looking at the slowly leaving tears, Xing Jue was silent. He could deeply feel how painful Li Xiaohan's mood was at the moment. For children without parents, what they desire most is their parents' love.

"After that incident, my grandfather has always placed the responsibility on him."

"He blamed himself for not responding to the Nangong family's war script, which led to the death of my parents."

"So after that, I left Yufeng Pavilion and didn't come back until today."After gently wiping the tears from his face, Li Xiaohan continued.

"Xiaohan, do you hate your grandpa?"

After listening to Li Xiaohan's narration, Xing Jue walked to him and asked in a low voice.