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Therefore, he picked up a stone and desperately dug small holes in the mud. Step by step, he climbed up, fell down, draped over, fell again, climbed up … After an unknown amount of time, he climbed up the deep hole exhausted. Looking ahead, the setting sun was blood-red, and everything before him was painted with a rich red color.

That cry came from the east.

He crawled over there... For a long, long time.

Finally, he saw a spring. Beside the spring were seven female infants. The other six were completely silent. Only a snowy white ball was kicking its feet as it wailed loudly.

He crawled over and picked it up in his arms. With such large eyes, such beautiful little face, such a red mouth, this was the most beautiful child he had ever seen, but there was a big red spot on his forehead, and blood was seeping out of it. He wiped it away with his fingers and lifted her away from the spring.

Why was she here? Who left those six children here? Could it be that the villagers, who disliked girls, had abandoned them here? Wasn't this girl's life? Why are they so cruel? Why are you so pitiful, little thing?

She was in his arms, trying to bite his chest. She was obviously looking for something to eat.

"I don't have anything to eat, I'm not your mother …" "I'm about to die too. I'll die together with you." He put her down and lay down beside her.

She began to cry again, tears streaming down her face as if she had an inexhaustible supply of energy.

"How can you cry? You will draw the beasts! " He turned his head and scolded her.

She turned her head back and looked him in the eye.

He came to his senses. Why was he afraid of berserk beasts? Wasn't he going to die just like that? Why was this little fellow still alive, and why was she so tenacious? It was as if she was guiding him, making him come and find her …

Mo Wenli took off his tattered clothes, wrapped her up, and unsteadily walked into the forest.

The heavens had allowed him to live, and had also allowed her to live. The heavens had allowed him to meet this little thing. The heavens were guiding him to live … He had to take revenge, become a powerful person, and protect the people he wanted to protect.

The woods were so deep that he could not get anywhere. He ate the bark, the leaves, the wild fruits, and even picked up a dead rabbit. But she could not eat. She was growing weaker and weaker, and she stopped crying. She snuggled up against his chest, twitching from time to time.

Mo Wenli's heart was filled with sorrow, he could not bear to see someone else leave right in front of his eyes. He bit his finger and stuffed it into her mouth, causing her small mouth to immediately start working, and used his strength to eat.

Mo Wenli started to think of a way to start a fire with dead wood, boiled water with a bamboo tube, and fed wild fruits and bird eggs to her to drink. She started to laugh, staring at him with a clear and gentle smile, and liked to touch his face with his soft hands and rub on his heart. Did she think he was her mother?

They walked in the forest for ten whole days before they finally left the mountain. He was like a beggar, appearing before everyone as he watched the smoke rise up into the sky. He cried bitterly.

As a result, he hid on the mountain path and put Yu Yan down in the grass. He watched as Yu Zhitong, who went into the forest to investigate the missing baby girl, got off the palanquin and carried her.

After staying in the small town for a few days, he had already investigated and found out that Yu Chai was a good official. He would find her a good home, so, goodbye, little thing …

From then on, he became a disciple of his teacher and trained hard for ten years. He experienced a pain that ordinary people could not bear and he never rested for a day to become his master's most proud disciple.

On the day of his revenge, he went to Yu Xiang's house alone. This time, he didn't know if he was going to live or die. He just wanted to see this little thing that he met in a desperate situation and bid its farewells to her.

It was a fine day, warm on his shoulders. He held his sword and leaned against the brick wall, stepping on his shadow as he looked at the little girl.

She sat outside the house, eating with a smile on her face as she watched the people on the street walk by. The red spots on her forehead were still obvious, and her black eyes suddenly swept over him, who was standing in the corner, with bright and clear eyes.

The two of them looked at each other for a long time before she stood up and slowly walked towards him. Her slender index finger pointed at him as she said in a clear voice, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

He lowered his head to look at the little girl, his face expressionless as he said in a low voice, "You are six years old."

"Ah, how do you know?" Yu Yan looked at the sword in his arms vigilantly, and asked.

"I guessed." He was silent for a moment, then whispered.

"Liar! What are you holding, a sword? " Yu Yan tiptoed. She was really slow, and had to use all her strength to stand on tiptoe to feel his sword that he held a little too high.

"You can't touch it." He raised his sword a little higher.

"Stingy brat, I have seen a treasured sword before, but big brother Yun Qin has one, it must be better than yours." Yu Yan sneered, and turned to leave.

"What are you eating?" he asked, looking after her.

"Red Sugar, my dad bought it for me." Yu Yan turned her body sideways. A little girl like her had already become a beautiful woman. If not for the spot on her forehead, she would have been perfect and become a woman that could topple nations.

"Give me one, let me show you my sword, is it better than your brother Yun Qin?" He reached for her.

Yu Yan hesitated for a bit, then picked out the biggest piece of brown sugar and handed it over to him, "Then, let me give it to you to eat, I can see that you're talking weakly, you must be hungry, the biggest is for you, to prevent you from not being able to carry your treasure sword, and if you lose it, you'll cry."

He took the brown sugar, gave her a deep look, and walked on with the sword in his hand.

"Hey …" Yu Yan stomped her feet behind him, flustered and exasperated, "How can you lie to a child? According to the laws of the country, a swindler has to break his front teeth! "Come back …"

Without looking back, he strode on.

She chased right after him, kicking her feet quickly. With one glance, it was clear that she was living a good life. She must not be hungry. She stubbornly chased after him all the way out of the city. When she could no longer run, she stopped and angrily wiped her sweat away. When she realized that she had lost all her remaining brown sugar, she immediately ran back while screaming …

He hid behind a large tree outside the city and watched as she ran back. Only then did he stuff the brown sugar she gave him into his mouth and rush straight to his enemy's home.

In this life, he had nothing to worry about. Only this little girl had made him ask her where she had gone to and even made him take a look at her. She had already grown from a pink little girl to such a clever little girl, perhaps he would never see her again … Perhaps once he left, his bones would be buried forever …

The rain continued to pour down non-stop, hitting the top of Mo Wenli's umbrella and crackling, pulling him back from his memories.

Not only did he not die, he killed his way to the Palace Master of Cold Water Palace with a single sword strike.

And the little girl he saved, became the concubine of the King Xiao and was swept into this nation's storm …

She was so beautiful, so intelligent, so stubborn, so unwilling to admit defeat. Was it because she drank his blood and had such a personality?

When Sulanqi found him and talked about the Forgotten Butterfly and Yu Yan, he finally understood why the seven female Nascent Souls were there. He was now a High Lord of the martial arts world, someone that the people of the martial arts world envied and hated. He did not intend to get into a relationship with Yu Yan, in case any grudges would affect her.

He had thought that each of them would have their own life. On Yu Yan's path, she would have to walk her own path, and not have anything to do with the owner of Cold Water Palace whom tens of thousands of people hated.

But it was different now, Yu Yan could not live past the age of eighteen … When he was bringing her out of the forest, she had hooked her fingers with this little thing's and said that she had to live well. She had always been living well, and with her own efforts, she had always been doing very well …

The feeling of being able to rely on each other for life that year grew crazily in his heart that had been lonely for 16 years. It broke his hard shell and made him rush over in a hurry to protect her and take care of her.

He hurriedly rushed to the Tai Zhou, and thought that the Zhao Taizhu's life was in his hands, so he openly appeared in front of her eyes for the first time. He pretended as if nothing had happened in front of her. He didn't want her to know that she was a child picked up by Yu Xiang. He also didn't want others to know that he had spent seventeen days in the dark together with her in the forest.

"I also didn't expect that this little girl could become the King Xiao's Consort." After a long while, he adjusted his smile and raised his head to look at her. "I'll return the red sugar to you. Come, come with me."

"Afraid of you?" Yu Yan sneered, one man, one lion, advancing ahead of Mo Wenli.

Mo Wenli threw the umbrella in his hands away, stood up, and landed behind her back. He wrapped his arms around his and grabbed the reins in her hands, and hugged her like this, just like how he hugged that little thing back then.

October pounced over, wanting to pull him away from Yu Yan's back. He only used one arm to push it lightly against October's forehead, only then did it fall onto the ground, remaining motionless for a long while before it could sway its tail.

Being able to point the acupoints of a lion was also Mo Wenli's unique ability. After sparring martial arts with Yulixiao a few years ago, he had specifically caught a few lions to train in Shui Han Palace.

The cavalry rode through the wild flowers that were swaying from the rain, but they headed out of the city.

"Where to?" Yu Yan used her elbow to hit her hard and asked angrily. This guy even tricked a little girl's brown sugar.

"Buy the brown sugar." Mo Wenli laughed, folded his arms and used his own white cape to cover her body.

"Mo Wenli, don't be rude!" Yu Yan rebuked angrily again.

"No need to call me by my name." He spoke loudly, his eyes filled with a gentle light.

"Mo Wenli, I'm the wangfei …" The latter half of Yu Yan's words had disappeared, he had already pierced her acupoints, causing him to be unable to speak or move.

"It's really noisy, I'll send you back after I buy the red sugar. Do you know where the red sugar tastes the best?" "It's the Jingzhou Koufu Workshop. It's enough a day to go to Jingzhou. I won't let you waste any time in trying to please him."

The rain got heavier. He raised her arms and completely covered Yu Yan under the raincoat.

Her body had a faint smell of incense and Yu Yan was unable to move, she could only force herself to remain calm.

The sound of the rain was dripping, gradually becoming softer. The small courtyard was shrouded in a mist of rain. Glazed lanterns hung high in the air, and serene light penetrated through the curtain of rain and shone on the intricately carved blue stone road.

Yulixiao was currently donning the gold-threaded soft armor. The candlelight shone on his resolute brows and his lightly pursed lips raised slightly. After listening to Nie Shuangcheng finish reading the secret letter that came from the manor, he turned around, put on his outer clothes and slowly said:

"This girl is really fierce."

"Lord Ye is not convinced. He has brought Ye Sujian back, he will definitely come to find King Xiao." Nie Shuangcheng closed the letter and laughed.

"Mn, what do you think about Nian En?" He frowned and turned to look at Nie Shuangcheng.

Nie Shuangcheng rubbed his nose, he was slightly embarrassed, and said softly: "You have to ask the Prince yourself."

"Bastard." Yulixiao stabbed him once, then picked up his flexible sword and buckled it around his waist.

"Yes." Nie Shuangcheng laughed and took Yulixiao's whip.

The two of them walked out of the room in large strides. The guard was already waiting in front with his horse in tow. He put on his raincoat and bamboo hat as he rushed to the agreed meeting place.

"Why isn't the prince worried about the wangfei getting angry?" Nie Shuangcheng asked loudly.

"So what if I'm worried? Run back now? If Yu Yan really believes it, then I will be giving her a dagger and slapping her face on my way here, and forcing me to give her a three feet long white silk. " Yulixiao said indifferently as he raised his head to look at a black hawk flying in the rain.

"Princess Hua-Yang is so fierce and spicy?" Nie Shuangcheng looked at him in shock.

"Gentle lady." Yulixiao said calmly, certain that Yu Yan was still sulking in the house, waiting for him to go back and argue.