The eldest brother Feng Chen carried Yan Bing and galloped towards Mingde Tower, while using the little-known past of Feixiamen that day as a chat, and told Yan Bing.
At that time, Feixia Sect was so powerful that it was full of honor. There were more than 500 disciples from the inner sect, and there were even more than 500 disciples from the outer sect.
When his master was young, he had excellent qualifications and good character. At the age of 37, he was designated as the next leader by Feng Yuqun, the previous leader.
In a flash, the master was over 100 years old. Before you, you had received a total of 15 personal disciples. Since the master valued the character and talented the second, we were 15 brothers and sisters, most of whom were orphans and were poor.
Among the many junior and junior sisters, the third junior brother is the best talent, and the fifth junior brother is the most loyal. The one who cares about these junior sisters and junior sisters is the most meticulous is the second junior sister.
Especially the younger sisters and younger brothers who are orphans, the second sister takes care of them meticulously, including Xiao Shiwu.
Perhaps in their opinion, the second sister is both their senior sister and their mother.
Speaking of the second junior sister.
I still remember the scene when my master accepted the second junior sister.
More than 30 years ago, Wen County, Shu County encountered an earthquake once in a century. Master led all the uncles and hundreds of inner disciples to save the people and help the poor.
The disciples who were originally full of energy and were talking and laughing along the way, when they entered the disaster area, they put away their jokes and jokes, and their expressions became more and more serious.
When we arrived in Wen County, the first thing we saw was the collapse of countless wooden buildings and tile houses. Even the city walls were not spared, and most of them collapsed.
The ground was filled with broken limbs and corpses crushed by ruins, and the ears were filled with the crying and wailing of the people.
After the master arranged it properly, many uncles and disciples began to rescue him in groups. The food and water bags we brought were not enough... They were soon distributed.
My master and I are mainly responsible for finding the breath of surviving under the rubble, and using the sword-controlling technique to lift up the rubble and try our best to save more people.
After being rescued, most people hug their relatives and cry loudly, glad that they survived the disaster, glad that their families are still there, and weep for their lost relatives.
And at this time, I saved a girl, my second junior sister, Wang Wen.
Speaking of this, Yan Bing suddenly felt a few drops of water droplets falling on his face with the wind.
Yan Bing looked puzzled and stretched out his little hand.
It didn't rain?
Then he suddenly said, "Senior Brother, are you crying?"
The eldest brother held Yan Bing in one hand and wiped it a few times on his face with the other, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, keep listening to me."
Back then, I sensed a piece of rubble and had a rest, so I used the sword-controlling technique to push a wall open, but only saw a female corpse.
While wondering why I could sense the energy of living people here, a small head with a braided braid came out from under the female corpse, her face covered with mud, just like a monkey, looking at me like this.
It was not until I completely opened the cut-off wall that I could see clearly that the female corpse was still holding her arms on the ground until she died of breath.
The lower arms and elbows of the female corpse had long been shattered and bent, and even the bricks on the ground had cracked.
But she still maintained this position until she became cold and stiff, leaving this gap under her body, so that the girl could not be hurt.
I cried and carried the girl out, but the girl didn't cry, let alone speak.
Standing dullly..., covered in soil, like a statue, staring blankly at the sky.
On the contrary, I looked at the female corpse and the unscathed girl, crying and tears kept flowing down.
Master noticed that I was abnormal, so he came up to ask. Seeing this scene, he was shocked and could not speak.
Later, no matter how we asked, the girl didn't speak, just stared at the sky blankly without any reaction, and she felt as if she was stupid.
After a pause, Yan Bing could feel it, and the elder brother wiped two tears with his hands.
Then, he continued to say in a hoarse voice: "Later, we learned from the neighbors rescued nearby that the girl was named Jiang Ge, and everyone around him called her Xiao Gezi. Her father died when he was young. She and her mother have depended on each other since childhood..."
Just when the neighbor said the word "mother", it seemed to be the last bit of instinct. He was stimulated by these two words. The little girl began to react, first shed tears silently, then sobbed, and finally started to cry loudly.
I cried heartbrokenly and heartbrokenly.
The neighbors around were infected by the crying and wiped their tears.........
After we divided the food, we left all the silver we had on to the local people.
Some orphans, children who are unattended, and our fellow brothers carry one of them, and then carry them back to Feixia Gate.
After some tests, some of the poor qualifications stayed in the outer school, at least they had a place to settle down and learn Wuyi.
Those with better qualifications are sent to the inner door.
And I also had a junior sister from now on, the girl I rescued from under the rubble.
The master, who was over 100 years old and had no children, had no children, so she followed her surname and changed her name to Wang Wen, treating her as her own.
Teach her how to learn martial arts, practice calligraphy, know how to read, and understand etiquette.
Maybe it is precisely because of this experience that my second junior sister is particularly kind to other senior brothers.
It should be in her opinion that these sisters, younger brothers, masters and me are her relatives in this world.
This also includes the traitor who poisoned the third junior brother and betrayed his master's sect, Liu Yanxin.
In that competition eleven years ago, the Roman Cult won the bet with the support of the traitor Liu Yanxin.
Looking at the traitor who had already run to the opposite side and the third junior brother who was lying on the ground and spitting black blood, our fellow disciples naturally could not accept this result and rushed towards Liu Yanxin one after another, wanting to clear the portal, but the other party had already made arrangements and hid a large number of masters in the audience. Suddenly, we were not prepared at all and were caught off guard.
At that time, many uncles, elders, and inner disciples who were parading outside were not in the sect. Only a few of us personally and a few of the inner disciples of the Feixia Sect was at a disadvantage in an instant.
Soon, we could only turn off attack to defense.
At that time, Xiao Shisan, Xiao Shisi, and Xiao Shiwu were still young children under the age of ten, but the despicable Roman Cult on the opposite side deliberately attacked them first, in order to force out the flaws of our other brothers.
The fourth, fifth, and others were killed one after another, but I could only watch it! I was surrounded by the other party and had no choice but to do anything!
At this time, the master was also entangled by the other leader. Even if he wanted to come to rescue him, he could not escape.
The second junior sister at that time protected Xiao Shisi and Xiao Shiwu, fighting and retreating.
It's also at this moment!
That traitor Liu Yanxin took a sword and attacked my second junior sister!
Seeing Liu Yanxin, who usually regarded as a biological sister, actually stabbed him with a sword in his hand. The second junior sister was a little dazed for a moment.
And the life-and-death showdown, a trance, is enough to be fatal...
Speaking of this, Yan Bing could feel the burning flames on his elder brother's body, which became hotter and hotter, while the air around him was completely opposite, becoming more and more cold.
Yan Bing knew, senior brother..., he was angry.
But the elder brother seemed to have not noticed it, and still told the follow-up of that day:
I saw with my own eyes that traitor! He pierced the second junior sister with one sword and the fourteenth brother who was protecting her behind him! Xiao Shiwu, because he stood two inches, the sword hit his right ear and slashed by.
The blood of the second junior sister and Xiao Shisi splattered Xiao Shiwu's face.
At this moment, a master shouted loudly from the sky: "Stop!"
I looked up and saw that the master began to burn his life span wildly.
The black hair that was originally covered in head turned snow-white in an instant, leaving no strand of black hair.
What followed was that the master's energy was forcibly raised a lot.
Seeing that the master was trying his best, the other party's leader hurriedly retreated.
All the believers also stopped.
At this time, the master, who was already covered in white beard, slowly said: "This bet! I admit it! Don't hurt my disciples again!"
When I heard this, my Feixia Sect disciples were in a state of anger.
Although we fight hard and suffer heavy casualties, we are not a person who is afraid of death.
They threatened to fight again.
But the master just shook his head and continued, "I, Wang Linfeng! As the 17th generation leader of Feixia Sect, he announced that from today, the sect will be disbanded! The mountain gate will be closed!
You and the Romans will withdraw your troops and retreat! I will defend my own agreement!
If you dare to hurt my disciples again, I will fight for this life today! I will also kill you and your disciples to die together!!!”
The other party can naturally see the truth and reality of the master who is already burning his life.
The other leader also felt relieved.
Just in this space..., I looked back at my side...
I have fifteen sisters and younger brothers! Apart from the traitor Liu Fengxin, only Xiao Shiwu and I are left...
At this moment, my heart was like a knife and axe! Blood flowed like a stream!
Then I made up my mind! Even if I die, I will take that traitor to die together!
I want to accumulate energy and wait for an opportunity to do it.
However, there is no better father than disciple than teacher.
Master had already seen through my compulsive intentions. The other leader retreated a little, and Master instantly landed beside me and pressed my shoulders.
He said to my ears, "Feng Chen... Today, I have watched many of my beloved disciples disappear in front of me with my own eyes... Just leave incense for me... Don't let me give you a black haired man any more......"
At this time, the master not only turned white, but even his voice became much older...
I looked at my master..., bit my teeth and the tiger's mouth broke, but I had no choice but to put down the red bird in my hand.........