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"Don't stop me...or I will kill you together!"

[Ghost Face Qilin] fixed his eyes on Qin Daoxuan, didn't directly make a move, but wanted to persuade him to leave, as if he didn't want to fight.

But how could Qin Daoxuan let him mess up the city? Can only shook his head.

"I won't let you do anything wrong."

Qin Daoxuan was hitting and wandering around, and he had suffered a lot of skin injuries on his body, and [Ghost Face Kirin] had also suffered a lot of scars from the sword's edge.

Moreover, Qin Daoxuan could feel at this time that many of his colleagues had already arrived and were watching their battle.

It seems that they were all attracted by the notoriety of [Ghost-faced Kirin]. Although [Ghost-faced Kirin] is an anomaly, after all, it has the blood of a unicorn and is full of treasures.

The scale armor can be made into a defensive scale armor, and the minions can be made into all-in-one arrows and sharp blades. Even the flesh and blood contains an extremely large amount of essence, which is infinitely useful.

Those who hide in the dark, without exception, are not here to help Qin Daoxuan to subdue the demons together, but want to occupy the magpie's nest and share a piece of the pie after Qin Daoxuan obliterates the [Ghost Face Qilin].

Xiantu has never been peaceful.

"Ah..."

Qin Daoxuan shook his head, fully aware of the sinister heart, but didn't plan to do anything to deal with it. He was not interested in the Qilin treasure, so he just had to eliminate the demons and leave afterwards.

Immediately afterwards, there was a new round of confrontation.

[Ghost-faced Kirin] Two front paws were waving frantically, while Qin Daoxuan held a soft sword, as light as a flying feather, poking out sword lotus one after another from time to time.

[Ghost Face Kirin]’s attack is unstructured. Obviously, he hasn’t practiced or learned any exercises. He just wielded his power and vented his emotions wantonly.

Its grief, its pain, its helplessness, and its grievances all volatilized through the attack and the thick purple mist, affecting Qin Daoxuan's mood.

This seems to be a talent of [Ghost Face Kirin]. It can affect consciousness and pollute the soul, but it does not use it. Instead, it instills his own negative emotions into Qin Daoxuan's heart.

"what is this?"

Qin Daoxuan felt more and more depressed in his heart, as if he had experienced the most painful thing in the world.

In a daze, he saw it.

Saw a lot of broken and chaotic pictures.

It was an afternoon, with a wave of expectation and excitement in my heart, the short body took a step forward, and ran to a heroic, auspicious and auspicious unicorn beast not far away.

Gently rubbed his father's hind legs, expecting how the other party would react.

But I saw a pair of eyes that were extremely disgusting and repulsive.

"roll."

That was the first time my father had communicated with him. Although he was disgusted and disgusted, there was still a trace of joy in his heart.

"哋!"

[Ghost-faced Kirin] twisted and flicked, rolling up a burst of extremely violent wind pressure.

Qin Daoxuan's pinch tactics confronted, but there were again some fragmented memories in his heart.

It was one night, in the hidden Qilin Valley, with a young body hiding behind a crack in the stone, naughty eavesdropping on the conversation of his parents.

"Kill him, that thing is not our child, and there are not too many people who know now. If the news spreads, we will be completely cut off the blood of the unicorn and turned into a mortal beast! That is an ominous existence!"

"But... he is obviously a kind child... I saw him save a small bird with a broken wing this morning. That is the spirit of a unicorn, he is not a demon..."

"No matter what he is... our opinion doesn't matter anymore..."

...

The depressed emotions in his heart bothered this mind, making Qin Daoxuan unable to concentrate on attacking and killing, as if he had personally experienced everything experienced by [Ghost Face Kylin], and his fighting spirit became more and more shaken.

"This is... its past?"

Qin Daoxuan was a little skeptical, and the sword moves he used had also lost a bit of fierceness.

Immediately afterwards, with the attack of [Ghost Face Kirin], the memory emerged again.

I followed my mother and came to an unfamiliar mountain and old forest.

"Mom? Why are we here?"

When it was young, it thought it was its mother who brought her out to play, jumping around happily, but when she turned her head back, she saw her mother clenching her teeth against her neck, her teeth clenched, and her eyes sparkling.

"No...I can't do it..."

The familiar figure in front of him finally left crying bitterly. The short figure wanted to chase it, but was kicked away every time.

"Let's go, don't let anyone see you again."

In the end, the mother disappeared from sight.

Only one of them is left, left alone in the strange old forest.

"..."

Qin Daoxuan couldn't say a word, the pain in his chest made his body tremble, and even his sword could not be held steady.

The tide of memories continued, and more and more memories appeared in Qin Daoxuan's mind.

The first time was difficult. It was young, unable to accept the fact that it was abandoned. It has been lying in the same place for many days, still looking forward to it in its heart.

Is my mother teasing herself and will come back to look for him...

But after all, no one found it, and he also realized that he had really been abandoned.

Hungry, fearful, frustrated, lonely.

These cruel words were all gathered in a life less than two years old.

I was thirsty, waiting for rain, and hungry, gnawing on the bark.

The young unicorn wandered alone in the dense forest for a long time.

Although he is only a cub, his strength is enough to crush a mountain tiger, but...

Maybe it's out of tenderness, or maybe it's out of empathy.

Little Qilin knew the pain of losing everything, so he couldn't bear to take away what other lives had.

He couldn't bear to kill, and even tried to rescue the injured wild animals.

Seeing them survive with their own help and run away in a hurry, Qilin will feel a sense of happiness in his heart.

That is the feeling of being needed, that is the feeling of being appreciated, that is the feeling of being endowed with value and meaning.

In this way, day after day, even with the blood of a unicorn, the little unicorn is thin and skinny.

Finally one day, it fell weakly on the edge of the dense forest.

Death is here, not far away.

It is about to become the first weak to death unicorn, even so, I am afraid that no one will feel sad for it.

"Why? Mom and Dad don't like me? Did I do something wrong...I shouldn't have appeared..."

The little unicorn fell on the ground and fell asleep slowly, and in a daze, it saw a figure walking towards it at a very slow speed. It seemed to be groping for something. It took a long time to touch it. Very surprised, and then picked him up.

Free, let go.

When Xiao Qilin closed his eyes, he thought in his heart that he would not wake up again.

But he didn't have the slightest fear or panic. On the contrary, he was very relaxed. It seemed that he finally didn't have to bear malice anymore, and he was finally able to get rid of the source of all pain.

It can be good fortune, but the little unicorn failed to get what he wanted.

It opened its eyes again, not in the dense forest, but in a dilapidated but warm hut.

"哋..."

The confused little Qilin was a little panicked, gave a soft cry, and then tried to stand up, but he couldn't even move his legs weakly.

"Huh! Are you awake?"

At this moment, a childish voice sounded, followed by the sound of footsteps.

"Hey, I'm sorry, are you scared? I went to the woods to pick mushrooms and found that you were lying next to the tree. I was worried that no one would care about you and you would die, so I took you home without authorization!"

"Hmm...what kind of animal are you? I can't see it, but you feel your whole body scales, slippery, mane, and claws. I haven't heard of it... And I heard you muttering as if you were talking in a dream. This is the first time I have encountered a talking animal. Are you the kind of strange things they say! Wow! That's too powerful! "

Little Qilin stared blankly at the figure holding the wooden bowl. It was a human boy. He looked at most in his teens. His face was very smooth and his facial features were very beautiful. But those eyes were densely covered with glittering light spots, like the night sky. Generally, it is very eye-catching.

But that was a pair of sick eyes, and he was born unable to see anything.

And on the boy's left cheek, there was a strange scar. The scar was a bit purple and black, and it looked like a hideous and distorted human face, which was very shocking.

But Xiao Qilin didn't think much~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After all, it is more horrible...what qualifications does it have to blame others?

The little boy was very able to say that even if the little unicorn didn’t reply a word, he still said it by himself for a long time, until the little unicorn screamed in his stomach, the little boy embarrassed that he was here to give it away. Eaten.

"Eh! Sorry, sorry! I like to talk, no one usually talks to me, it's endless when I talk about it... Oh... the potato and mushroom soup is cold, I'm sorry I will serve you a bowl of hot of!"

The little boy turned and left, but after two steps he turned his head back, his eyes were dull and out of focus, but his face was full of smiles.

"I forgot to introduce myself! This is Yucun, and everyone here is named Yu. My name is Yumo! Don't worry, I will take care of you in the future! You won't be hungry anymore!"

When the little boy finished speaking, he turned his head and went to serve the soup. Little Qilin had always wanted to talk, but Yu Mo was so happy that he was too embarrassed to interrupt, so he had to listen.

Qin Daoxuan looked at this extra memory in his heart, and it was obviously a warm scene, but for some reason, there was an indispensable sadness in his heart.

It seems that the warm hut, the kind foolish end, is the beginning of everything.

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