When the old man saw what Situ Hao said, he felt relieved and said with a long sigh: "The ones who killed my son and daughter-in-law were the Tiandao Sect not far from here. I heard that they are also a first-rate sect in the Immortal Dao, and there are many masters in their sect.
Woolen cloth!"
"Tiandao Sect?" After the old man finished speaking, Feng Xiaoyao couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and muttered to himself in shock.
Situ Hao was no stranger to the Tiandao Sect. When his soul had just traveled to the Immortal Demon Continent, he met the disciples of the Tiandao Sect. The scene of them killing each other in order to lead their souls to Nirvana is still vivid in his mind. How can a sect
Cultivating such disciples is definitely not a good sect.
"So what about the Tiandao Sect? They say rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests, so why do they also kill the surrounding people?" Feng Xiaoyang said angrily.
"Alas -" Situ Hao sighed and said: "How many warriors in the world don't bully the people around them to satisfy their own prosperous life?"
After hearing Situ Hao's words, Feng Xiaoyang, who was extremely angry, was like a deflated rubber ball, and suddenly stopped: "That's true!"
"Grandpa, grandma, I miss my mother and father, woo woo woo..." The adults' conversation immediately made Ming'er feel sad, and he couldn't help but cry softly.
"Brother, don't cry. Sooner or later, these three brothers will avenge you." Meili gently held Ming'er in her arms and let the oil stains from his mouth rub on her body.
Although Meili was very young, she was still a girl anyway, with a natural maternal instinct. Knowing that Ming'er had such a miserable life experience, she felt extremely hurt.
"Brother, sister is right, don't cry. Sooner or later, we will avenge you. If you cry again, brother will ignore you and won't help you avenge you!" Situ Hao said in an alternative way.
, comforting the crying child,
When the child heard Situ Hao's words, he immediately stopped crying and reached out to wipe the tears on his face: "Brother, I...I won't cry anymore. You...you must help Ming'er get revenge in the future!"
"Well, brother must keep his word. Hurry up and eat. You have to take good care of yourself so that you can have the energy to practice martial arts in the future!"
"Young hero, you...what do you mean by this?" the old man looked at Situ Hao blankly and asked.
"Uncle, you don't want to call me Shao Xia or Shao Xia. My name is Situ Hao, his name is Feng Xiaoyao, and next to me is Xiaoyao's younger brother Xiaoyang. You can call me Hao'er, call them Yao'er, and Yang'er
That’s it.”
"How...how can this be done?"
"What's wrong, uncle, do you dislike us?" Feng Xiaoyang had a bad temper, and when the old man's words fell, he immediately shouted.
"Ah? Young hero, please don't misunderstand me. I...I definitely didn't mean it this way."
"Then you still call me Young Hero?"
"Haha, why don't you call me Yang'er?" The old man said with a smile, his eyes couldn't help but look at Situ Hao: "Young Master...Hao'er, do you want your son to practice martial arts tomorrow?"
Situ Hao nodded: "Well, I want to take Ming'er to the Burning Immortal Sect to practice martial arts and let him become a warrior. I wonder if uncle is willing to let me go?"
"What are you talking about? I have been dreaming about practicing martial arts tomorrow, how can I not agree to it? I just heard that to join a martial arts sect, in addition to having talent, you also need a lot of money. We..."
"Haha, uncle, you don't have to worry about this. The leader of the Burning Immortal Sect is my grandpa, and he is the number one sect of the Demonic Path. As long as I say a word, my grandpa might be able to accept Ming'er as a closed disciple! And I have already
I have sensed it, and Ming'er actually has a very high talent for martial arts. I think my grandpa will be happy because the Burning Immortal Sect has accepted such a good disciple!"
"Brother, I... can I really practice martial arts?" Ming'er asked a little shyly.
Situ Hao nodded solemnly: "Of course, don't you believe me?"
"Of course I believe in brother. Great, I can practice martial arts. After I become a master, I will kill all those warriors who bully the people. I want to protect my grandparents." Ming'er shouted with excitement,
Seeing this made everyone smile.
"Ming'er, you are so lucky. You can actually join the Burning Immortal Sect. With the recommendation of your brother Hao, you can also directly become an inner disciple of the Burning Immortal Sect. This is what many people only dream of!"
Feng Xiaoyao said with a smile.
"Well, Brother Hao is the best."
"Brother Hao is the best, isn't my sister bad? There are two other brothers, aren't they good too?"
"Ah -" Ming'er stuck out her tongue and smiled sheepishly: "Brothers and sisters are all fine, as well as grandparents."
Ming'er had already become familiar with Situ Hao and the other three, and no longer had the distinction of just now.
"Brother Feng, do you two belong to the immortal path or the demonic path?"
Situ Hao asked suddenly, which made the Feng brothers stunned: "Brother Situ, I have long heard that you don't care about immortality or magic at all. You... what do you mean by this?
"
"Haha, what's the point? I'm just afraid that you are some kind of fairy or devil?" Situ Hao said with a smile.
"Brother Situ underestimates people. Although my eldest brother and I are from the Immortal Path, we don't stick to the Immortal and Demonic Paths. In our eyes, there are only two types of warriors who are worthy of respect and those who are not." Feng.
Xiaoyang said carelessly.
"Haha, that's good. To be honest with you two, I now want to establish a powerful power group to maintain the continuity of the Fairy and Demon Continent, restrain the behavior of those warriors, and prevent them from killing innocent people indiscriminately. Since the two Feng brothers
There is no taboo against my identity as a demonic warrior, so how about the power group I establish just estimates the quota for the two of you?"
"Great. If this matter can be handled well, thousands of people in the Fairy and Demon Continent will be blessed. Brother Situ, when are you going to establish such a power group?"
"There is not enough manpower now, and it is difficult to establish it! Moreover, the people who can become this power group must be warriors who can wholeheartedly think about the people. There are really too few such warriors." Situ Hao
He said with a gloomy face.
"No, no. Brother Situ, I have to correct what you said. It's not that there are too few such warriors, but because the traditional ideas that have been continued in the Fairy and Demon Continent have bound some such warriors. They
I am afraid of the criticism of those warriors, so I dare not let go and make a big show of it. I can guarantee that with Brother Situ's current reputation, as long as he calls out from a high place, those warriors who care about the people of the world will definitely come to respond.
Don’t worry about no one left.”
As soon as Feng Xiaoyao's words fell, Situ Hao suddenly realized that these words really woke up the dreamer!