Jiaohua

Chapter 452 Your Sister (Part Two)
Xia Zhaoxue was holding a water bag and a pot-shaped stone in his right hand, and a dead pheasant and a bundle of medicinal herbs in his left hand. When he saw the girl sitting under the tree, he said, "Why did you come out?"

The girl's black eyes were as bright as snow, and she stared at him blankly.

"How are you?" Xia Zhaoxue walked up and said, "How do you feel?"

The wind and slanting snow made his black hair messy and covered with frost, and the vegetation along the road was bleak. He stepped on the frost and snow, and his thin plain clothes could not hide his straight posture. Young and handsome again.

But he is only in his early twenties this year.

The girl didn't speak, just raised her eyes and looked at him, her eyes gradually turned red and watery.

"What's wrong with you?" Xia Zhaoxue approached and asked, "Shall I help you go back?"

Xia Zhaoyi blinked lightly, and tears suddenly rolled down.

"Little girl?" Xia Zhaoxue was flustered by her crying for no reason, knelt down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xia Zhaoyi shook his head, but did not speak.

She was very distressed, and her desolation and sadness hit her like a torrent of mountains and seas.

There is a young man in the Xia family, who is full of vigor like wine, a horse in brocade shirts, a windy dragon, and a brave man. He once braved rainy nights to travel thousands of miles to save his friends, and once spent a lot of money in the market to buy swords. Fireworks world.

He was originally a laughing knight-errant in a peaceful and prosperous age. He was leisurely in the mountains and rivers, riding a horse in the autumn wind, as clear as the moon hanging in the sky, and his mood was flawless.

But now, Xia Zhaoyi didn't dare to think about how much he had carried on his shoulders, and how tired he was.

Before the world had risen and fallen, the Xia family had already sacrificed blood to the world, left a history of hatred, and the grievances of hundreds of dead souls all fell on him alone.

Here, and her life lost in the snow in the north, must be a dull pain in his heart!

And that Yan Qinglin's pressing every step of the way, threatening to repay her kindness!

She was wrong, and she really found out that she was wrong.

However, even if she did it all over again, she would not want to see her second brother die on the execution ground!
That kind of severe pain, heart-piercing, and scraping all over her body, she has suffered it once before, and she never has the heart to let her second brother taste it.

But those who survived, why do they have to suffer such pain, this pain is worse than Ling Chi's cracked car!

Xia Zhaoyi lowered his head, crying more and more uncomfortable, his thin shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

She has never cried like this, never, not in her previous life, not in this life, nor when she heard the news of the death of her father and elder brother, or the news of the Dingguo Duke's family being wiped out.

Maybe it was because the illness was too serious, which affected her mood, or maybe it was because the things that happened were too painful, which completely broke her calmness, she let herself cry a lot, and even wanted to confess, without getting drunk.

"Little girl?" Xia Zhaoxue looked at her, men and women were different, it was not easy to touch her, but seeing her crying like this, he really wanted to press her shoulder to calm her down.

There were footsteps and fire coming from another distance. Xia Zhaoxue looked up and became vigilant. Seeing that it was the people of Yuanhe Sect, he raised his eyebrows slightly and stood up.

"It's there! There really is!" Dai Yu shouted happily, holding a torch.

Du Xuan's smile froze, and he said worriedly: "No, why is Ah Li crying?"

The old man and Shen Lie had strode away, taking a few steps up the high slope.

The girl was still crying, sitting on the snow with her head down, wailing and heartbroken.

Shen Lie's heart tightened, he frowned and ran, calling softly, "Ali."

Xia Zhaoyi paused with sobs, and raised his head with tears in his eyes.

"Ali?" Xia Zhaoxue said, looking back at the girl.

Xia Zhaoyi looked at Shen Lie, and his eyes fell on the old man who followed behind Shen Lie.

The old man had white hair and a childlike face, also dressed in plain clothes, tall and thin, with a usually expressionless face, looking at her indifferently.

Xia Zhaoyi was choked with sobs, weeping uncontrollably, his lips trembled, and tears fell down again.

"Have you ever cried like this before?" said the old man.

Xia Zhaoyi nodded.

Master dislikes crying the most.

In fact, she didn't like it either.

A clean handkerchief was handed over, and Shen Lie said in a low voice, "Don't cry."

"Thank you." Xia Zhaoyi said, reaching out to take it.

"Xia Erlang." The old man looked at Xia Zhaoxue.

"Who is the old man?"

"I am Zhao Yi's master," the old man said, "This is my little apprentice, her name is A Li, and she is also your sister."

Xia Zhaoxue looked at the old man and said in a daze, "You are, sir."

No one in the world knows what the old man's name is, and no one knows his real name, including his only apprentice Xia Zhaoyi.

No need for a name, Elder Li Ling, just these four characters are enough to move the world.

"En." The old man nodded, walked towards the girl, and while reaching out to grab the girl's wrist, put the other hand on the girl's forehead.

"Master..." Xia Zhaoyi called out very softly, looking up at the old man who was close at hand.

"The energy is very good," said the old man, "you can still cry like this."

"If you don't show up, I can cry even longer."

"Forgive me for interrupting your interest."

Xia Zhaoyi's eyes were red, he suddenly reached out and hugged the old man, tears fell down again.

The old man who didn't like to be close to others almost pushed her away, but fortunately he controlled it in time.

However, the girl did not rely on him for too long, and soon left his shoulders.

"Why is Master here?" Xia Zhaoyi said.

"It's important for you to see a doctor," said the old man, looking at Xia Zhaoxue, "Can you recite it?"

Xia Zhaoxue was still in shock, not knowing how to react.

When did he really have such a sister?
Who was the father born to?Among the four brothers and sisters, none of them knew about it. How deep was the secret?

According to his father's status, why does he need to raise a second wife?

If someone else said these words, he would never believe them, but how could Xia Zhaoxue not believe this old man in front of him.

But if he is also the apprentice of the old man, he must have been raised on the mountain, and the younger sister who has been on the mountain has never mentioned it to him...

"Your second brother can't accept it for a while," the old man said, "Ali, say something."

Xia Zhaoyi didn't know what to say, looked up at Xia Zhaoxue, paused, and said softly, "Second brother, I'm your sister."

She knew that Master had recognized her at the first sight, and also understood why Master had concealed her identity.

If the master is in the future, she will also hide her identity. The master must have expected this, so she will directly claim herself as a young apprentice when she appears and does not ask her if she has explained her identity. This is their master. The absolute tacit understanding between the two disciples.

The second brother has endured too much, she doesn't want to expose the scars, and she doesn't want the second brother to know how to face her who was reborn, and she doesn't know how to face the second brother at that time.

Some past, no matter how painful it is, it can only become the past, there is no need to change it, the word life, even the master can't realize it thoroughly.

Xia Zhaoxue looked at the little girl and remembered where he had seen her before.

In Daping Square, she went to the execution ground alone. He couldn't bear to see her surrounded by soldiers and horses alone, so he once raised his bow.

"Second brother," Xia Zhaoyi said again, "carry me on your back."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand stiffly, who was not used to acting like a baby.

"When I recover from illness, we brothers and sisters will go and kill Li Ju together, okay?" Xia Zhaoyi looked at Xia Zhaoxue and said.

Carrying her back, she left with her, wherever the master went, she didn't want him to take risks before she was fully sure that she could kill Li Shi.

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