"Guo Guo, Guo Guo, you shave my windmill, it's so fun!"
The little boy's big eyes flashed, he raised the windmill in his hand high above his head, and looked at his brother expectantly.
Ajiu couldn't help but smile when she saw her brother's cute appearance. Then she remembered the little boy's ridiculous accent and couldn't help but grimace.
After touching his head, Ajiu said seriously: "Don't let this guy talk!"
Ajiu poked his brother's head gently and said seriously.
"No, no." The little boy shook his head violently, and then smiled happily: "People in this place talk so interestingly!"
…
"Brother, where has Brother Big Turtle gone? I miss him so much..."
The little boy put his windmill aside, looking downcast.
Ajiu was silent after hearing this, not knowing what to say for a moment.
I could only touch the little boy's head and force a smile.
"Brother Dagui has moved..."
The little boy pursed his lips when he heard this, tears streaked down his cheeks, and he looked at him with a stubborn expression.
"Brother, you are lying. Brother Big Turtle is dead, right? I saw his mother crying!"
"I don't want Brother Big Turtle to die!"
The little boy threw himself into Ajiu's arms with tears on his face, and his clothes were soaked with tears.
Ajiu remained silent and raised his head slightly to look outside the room. His mother seemed to be arguing with someone at this time.
"No! You can't take them away! Wouldn't it be better to let Ajiu and the others be ordinary people?"
The mother's voice was unusually firm, with a hint of crying.
"They have no choice. You want them to be ordinary people, but many people don't want to."
It seemed to be the voice of a young man, very indifferent and lacking in emotion.
Ajiu looked at her brother in her arms, touched his head, gently placed her body in the corner of the window, stuck out her little head, and looked out the window curiously.
A man wearing a brocade robe, white hair, and a scar on the left side of his face looked majestic.
"As his sons, they were destined for the future as soon as they were born."
"Maybe it's different from what he thought, but in the end, different paths lead to the same goal."
The scarred man glanced at the window, was silent for a moment, glanced at the woman, and finally turned around and left the yard.
…
On this day, Ajiu's mother brought back an object wrapped in a thick strip of cloth from somewhere and handed it to Ajiu.
"You have to put this thing away. Your father gave it to you."
After adjusting Ajiu's collar, her mother seemed happier and said with a smile.
"Dad gave it to me...Mom, is dad from that day?"
Ajiu pursed her lips and decided to ask her mother.
When my mother heard this, she smiled and shook her head.
"No..." Ajiu was a little disappointed. It seemed that the man was not his father.
"So, what kind of person is dad?"
Ajiu raised her head and asked her mother expectantly.
When the mother heard this, her hand movements paused slightly and she was silent for a long time.
"Your father... is a strong man."
…
"Search, search carefully! If you want to see a living person or a dead body, I must find the mother and son today!"
"yes!"
Fire, fire filling the sky.
The night that should have been dark was now brightly lit by firelight, and the scorching heat was raging on everything.
There are ruins everywhere, wooden houses collapsed, and the beams make overwhelming noises.
"Ajiu, take your brother and run away! You must live well!"
The mother gently touched Ajiu and the little boy's cheeks.
"Mom! No!"
"Oh...mother, don't leave me!"
The woman smiled, touched their heads with warm hands, and said softly: "Be good, listen to mother!"
Then he pushed the two brothers into an alley, turned around and left resolutely.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...No, don't..."
The little boy's hoarse crying still failed to stop his mother from leaving.
There were faint shouts from many people outside: "Here! We found them! Chase after them! We can't let them run away!"
With tears on her face, Ajiu held her brother's hand and stared blankly at her mother's leaving figure.
Then he wiped away the tears on his face, hugged his brother next to him, turned around and left.
"Mom, don't worry, I will definitely protect my brother!"
…
The sky is full of heavy snow.
The cold and silent winter.
A young man had despair and anger in his eyes, silently dragging his broken body forward.
"I'm really useless...I can't protect my mother, and I can't protect my brother..."
"Why, why do they have to kill them all?"
"Why did they destroy our home and kill our friends and relatives..."
"Why……"
The young man's body was shaking constantly, his teeth were clenched, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Snapped!"
It seemed that he had stepped on a stone, and the young man's already weak body fell directly into the snow.
Using the last bit of strength in his body, he slowly took off the jade pendant hanging around his neck.
"Mother...brother..."
"I must...must take revenge!!!"
There was strong hatred in the young man's eyes, and unspeakable anger nearly filled his entire chest!
…
The young man's face gradually overlapped with Lu Jiu's cheek, and the memory suddenly stopped. Lu Jiu, who was in a daze, tightly held the Yin Yang Fish Jade Pendant in his hand.
"Mother...brother..."
Lu Jiu stared blankly at the jade pendant in his hand, his knuckles turning white.
Then Lu Jiu closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breath.
"call……"
Slowly exhaling the air in his chest, Lu Jiu opened his eyes.
Feng Yan in front of him looked at Lu Jiu with a half-smile, as if he was expecting it.
"It seems that Mr. Lu has recalled a lot!"
Feng Yan raised his eyebrows and said.
"Where did you get this jade pendant?"
Lu Jiu ignored him and narrowed his eyes, staring closely at Feng Yan in front of him.
This jade pendant was worn on his younger brother, and now that the jade pendant appears in front of Lu Jiu, does that mean...
"Hahaha, Mr. Lu, don't worry. There is a lot of information from the past in the secrets of my Seven Flame Sect, but I am very sure that your brother is not dead."
Looking at Lu Jiu, who looked slightly unkind, Feng Yan smiled nonchalantly and told him not to worry.
There were many people involved in the pursuit that year, and he, the Seven Flames Sect, was one of them.
Of course, he would not tell Lu Jiu this.
"Do you know his whereabouts?"
Lu Jiu's face was expressionless.
The memory of the past told Lu Jiu that his brother and he were separated during the long escape.
Lu Jiu could not imagine how a little boy could survive in this dangerous world.
"I'm afraid Feng has to apologize for this. I don't have any information about Lu Shaoxia's younger brother."
Feng Yan put away his smile and shook his head.
The secrets of the Seven Flame Sect and the information he carried convinced Feng Yan that Lu Jiu should be the boy on the original list.
Over the years, many of the former sects have disappeared or been destroyed by mysterious forces.
This is also the reason why Lu Jiu was not continued to be hunted.