Shrouding the sky: Slashing the world of mortals with a sword, becoming the strongest empress

More than ten years later, Nan Xiao still remembers the wind and snow pouring into the ruined temple, and the crackling sound of firewood burning.

At that time, she didn't have a name yet, and the elder brother who kept calling her nannie hadn't been taken away by the people of Yuhua Shenchao.

As long as she can remember, she and her brother lived in a ruined temple, accompanied by a clay statue of a god.

The spring is warm, and the fresh and tender wild vegetables can satisfy the hunger, and there are more nectar, which is sweet.

Although it is very hot in summer, the new cicadas that have just moulted can be smashed with a stick, and then baked with firewood, which is very delicious.

The golden autumn is cool, and she and her brother can go early to pick up the ears of rice that fell in the field.

Throughout the year, she only dislikes the winter when the cold wind blows through.

The reeds are scattered, the rags are thin, and the ruined temple can't stop the cold wind.

Every night, she and her brother could only light a fire to keep warm.

"Crackling-"

The sound of firewood burning was crisp, and the heat was billowing, fighting fiercely with the cold wind inside the house.

My brother didn't sleep well, and he got up from time to time to add more firewood.

Otherwise, once the flames were extinguished, they would turn into two cold corpses the next day.

Therefore, before the cold winter every year, my brother would take her to collect firewood everywhere, and stack them neatly, filling most of the ruined temple.

Her brother once told her that as long as the firewood is burned, her daughter will be one year older and can go to school in the future.

But once, the hard-earned firewood was discovered by a middle-aged man who was cutting firewood in the early days.

In order to save trouble, the woodcutter ignored the obstruction of the two of them and carried away a large pile of dry firewood first. Then he called his son who was five big and three thick, and arbitrarily snatched all the wood.

At that time, my brother had already been beaten so badly that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he still hugged her who was curled up behind the clay statue, patted her on the head, and smiled to comfort her.

If you don't have it, look for it again. My brother is strong, and he will definitely find more and more.

But ah, the sky did not fulfill people's wishes, and the severe winter of that year came very early.

The goose feathers are whistling in heavy snow, and the mountains and forests are all white.

The skin of the clay statue was dry and cracked, and she and her brother had chilblains all over their faces, ears, hands and feet.

If it wasn't for my brother stealing another ax from the village, I'm afraid the two of them wouldn't be able to survive that winter.

Afterwards, my brother would hide some of the firewood in a new pit under the statue of the ruined temple, just in case.

Just like that for a few years.

One day, my brother excitedly told her that there was a place to live!

It turned out that an old man without children died in Banyuepo, and the house was vacant.

Seeing that his elder brother was pitiful, the village head, who was nearly sixty years old, agreed to lend him the house where someone died.

In Nan Xiao's memory, on that day, her brother held her hand, bouncing around, everything was beautiful.

Although the room is not big, it is enough to shelter from the wind and rain.

In the hot summer and severe winter, you can't feel the heat and cold in the house.

Although she is hungry occasionally, her brother can always find one or two steamed buns and a few leftovers for her.

Originally, she thought that she and her brother could survive until the age when they could work part-time to earn money.

However, the calm was soon broken.

In order to develop better, the Bao family built large-scale construction projects in various places and set up palaces for immortals to rest under the guidance of experts.

The feng shui master walked around and finally chose the Banyuepo village where she and her brother lived.

The village can be called Banyuepo because of its special geographical location.

Seen from above, the area of ​​the village is a big circle, but it is not perfect.Viewed from the side, the village is low-lying and looks like a smooth and slightly curved moon.

So, with a big wave of the master's hand, the Bao family directly bought Banyuepo and built a large-scale construction project on it to build a palace for immortals to rest.

According to feng shui masters, the dilapidated house where Nan Xiao and his elder brother lived was the location of the osmanthus tree on the moon.

Originally, the Bao family followed the expert's advice and traded three gold ingots with the owner of the house, but the owner of the house has long since passed away, and the three gold ingots were also heavily withheld.

In the end, only two copper coins were left in their hands.

Two copper coins, in Banyuepo at that time, could not buy a shepherd's purse bun.

Immediately afterwards, the feng shui master bluntly said that those who were born in a lowly background were not allowed to enter the village, because those people would pollute the Qinghui of the Moon Palace.

He was ordered to leave the two of them, returned to the ruined temple, and started hoarding dry firewood again, drove away two men who stole firewood, and survived another cold winter.

Later, the elder brother was taken away.

Later, I heard from them that my brother died.

Later, Lin Xiao fell from the sky, and her daughter had a name.

Later, the ruined temple collapsed and one person was buried.

From the beginning to the end, the clay statue of the god blackened by the flames became more and more dilapidated, and remained silent all day long.

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The moon is in the middle of the sky, but the thick fog is as black as ink, and it is difficult to illuminate Nanxiao.

"I'll give you another chance and apologize to my sister, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After wrapping his eyes, his eyes were completely covered by darkness. Behind him, there was a scythe as high as it was shiny.

Nan Xiao tightened Bao Fei's neck, did not give in at all, his eyes were full of determination, his expression was determined, and he said: "Then do it, pull a back before you die, and you won't lose any money!"

After saying this, Nan Xiao exerted a little force on the dagger in his hand, and Bao Fei's right chest was bleeding continuously, like a volcanic eruption, flying straight down.

Bao Fei repeatedly cried out in pain, begging Bao Wan pitifully, "Brother! Brother! Don't force her! I want to live, I want to live, woo woo woo..."

"What do you want?" Bao Wan's face was livid, and the scythe behind him soared to a height of three feet.

As a noble man, he has never been insulted like this.

Especially the ridicule on the faces of the group of low-cultivation people around him made him hold his breath, but he couldn't vent it.

"Make an oath to the heavens, and don't trouble me in the future, or you will die."

Taking advantage of the victory, Nan Xiao pursued and threatened Bao Wan in a cold voice, asking Bao Wan to make an oath.

"you!"

Bao Wan was furious.

How dare you let him swear to heaven?

As a cultivator of the Shenqiao realm, he naturally believes that there are rules in the dark.

This restriction may be a great constraint on him in the future.

It is even possible to die for violating the oath.

But how could Bao Wan let others arrange him?

He has always been in control of himself.

After wrapping the black eyes, there is actually a little blood condensing.

Next, Bao Wan, who is very savvy, used the mysterious method of "Black Death Tide" to hide the frequency of the ebb and flow of the tide into the sound.

"Bitch girl, I admit that I underestimated you, but you deserve it?"

Ebb and flow, duckweed in the vast sea.

Bao Wan's words were full of obscenities, bewitching and confusing, making those who are not strong in mind sink into it at least, and lose their sanity at worst.

But Nan Xiao's will is not so fragile, her eyes are still clear, and she said loudly: "This oath of heaven is very simple, as long as you don't trouble me in the future, it will not be triggered at all. Besides, you are not confident enough in your own strength." ?"

The girl's voice is still a little immature, full of resilience, and she is not afraid of the vast sea.

Seeing his younger sister losing too much blood and her right chest collapsed, Bao Wan cast a rat-like weapon and his teeth were about to be crushed.

The black tide receded around Nan Xiao, Bao Wan's eyes returned to normal, and the scythe disappeared without a trace.

The moonlight was slightly cool, and the breeze was blowing slowly. The cold sweat behind Nan Xiao's clothes was once again wet.

Just when Nan Xiao's hands were about to lose strength, Bao Wancai said viciously: "Okay, I, Bao Wan, the repairer of the Qingya Fudi Shenqiao, swears here that I will never trouble Nan Xiao again in the future, otherwise it will be difficult to get to the other side in the future. There is no possibility of advancing to the secret realm of the Dao Palace."

Seeing the surprised eyes of the people around, Nan Xiao knew that this time, she won the bet.

In fact, she didn't even know how to swear.

Over the years, Nan Xiao heard a lot about Bao Wan's deeds.

Nan Xiao was convinced that Bao Wan had a thin skin.

Since Bao Wangan is here today, making an oath of heaven in front of everyone, he, who claims to be noble and comes from a family of merchants, should not break the contract in the future.

"Bao Fei, remember to take care of your wounds, otherwise, one high and one low will dishonor your status as a rich lady."