When Wang Xiaoming woke up, the morning sunlight made him unable to open his eyes.

It took him a long time to regain his vision. He turned around and saw a stream flowing by him. The cold air of the night met the morning sunshine and turned into drops of dew. The sunlight filtered through the sparse

Bamboo leaves were scattered all over the floor, and he patted his still confused head vigorously.

He clearly remembered that he and the hunchback passed by the temple, but were stopped by an old monk.

The old monk assured them that they were fine, and Xu Changan slowly approached the temple. They had no other choice but to take a gamble.

Following the old monk into the ruined temple, the old monk suddenly struck from behind and knocked the hunchback unconscious with one palm. Although Wang Xiaoming was weak, he still entered the tunnel, reacted quickly, and jumped away immediately. The old monk's second

The palm fell into the empty space.

He was already injured, so he was no match for the old monk. He could only barely resist. Moreover, every time the rosary bead in the monk's hand was swung, it was accompanied by a yellow Buddha's light, which just restrained the blood-red light on his blade.

"Why did Ling'an Mansion suddenly have so many people in the Aperture Realm that they avoided Xu Changan and immediately showed up with an old monk?"

Wang Xiaoming felt very aggrieved. He started from scratch and practiced carefully. From the beginning, he hid from everyone and sucked human blood. Later, he started to become a small person. He kept shrinking his neck and behaved. Only after he felt that he was about to enter the Aperture Realm, he dared to

Come out and kill them.

But after entering the Tongqiao realm, before he could feel the treatment that practitioners should enjoy, Wang Xiaoming met Xu Changan. After being injured by Xu Changan, he finally ran out, but met this old monk, and felt aggrieved!

Every time the Buddha's light sweeps over, the blood-red glow on Wang Xiaoming's blade will dim a bit.

Finally, the old monk found a flaw and kicked him in the chest. He flew out, and the blood in his mouth drew an arc in the air.

The second before he fell unconscious, he seemed to hear a sentence.

"Donor Zhao, look, I have completed half of your request. Can I use your remaining life force to suck it?"

Thinking back to this, his head started to hurt, and he didn't know how he got here.

He patted his head and told himself not to think too much. The top priority now was to find the hunchback Lao Zheng.

Lao Zheng was originally a farmer, an honest and honest farmer.

In order to practice, Wang Xiaoming was too impatient, which caused some problems in his practice. He became confused and ran into the chicken coop of Lao Zheng's house.

The next morning, Lao Zheng saw Wang Xiaoming sleeping in the chicken coop. Perhaps it was too cold at night, so the child huddled together like a little lamb.

At this moment, his eyes were attracted by this child.

He also had a wife and children back then. If it hadn't been for the accident, his child would have been as old as this child, right?

He didn't care about the dozens of chicken carcasses, nor did he pay attention to the chicken feathers and blood stains on the corners of Wang Xiaoming's mouth. He took Wang Xiaoming back as if he were taking his naughty child home.

Wang Xiaoming woke up soon, and under Lao Zheng's careful care, he slowly recovered.

He has never felt father's love, and has never even met his parents. After the old hunter took him out of the wolf den, he raised him as a wolf cub because the old hunter thought that Wang Xiaoming had the breath of a wolf.

, taking Wang Xiaoming hunting can at least reduce the possibility of being surrounded by wolves.

The old hunter would only give him leftover soup and raw meat. If he was in a good mood, he would go to the mountains to find branches of century-old beech trees to grind his teeth.

There must be a wolf cub

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In order to keep Wang Xiaoming's teeth sharp, he kept giving Wang Xiaoming raw meat. Only when he was in a good mood, he would give Wang Xiaoming a bone when he was squatting in the corner.

Seeing the old Orion laughing, Wang Xiaoming saw the veins on his neck, and thought that one day his teeth would be able to pierce his neck.

When the old Orion was accidentally injured and couldn't hold the whip that left scars on his body, he knew that his chance had come.

When the old hunter was sleeping, he crawled out of the kennel outside the door and opened the door bolt with a piece of iron wire. He was a smart man. He once saw a thief trying to use this method to break into the house and steal.

But he was scared away by Wang Xiaoming who was sleeping in the doghouse. He still remembered that time the old hunter was very happy and rewarded him with a big bone.

He opened the door effortlessly, walked to Orion's window, stretched out his hand to wake him up. The moonlight came in through the window, and the old Orion saw the sharp fangs under the moonlight. Before he could howl, the old Orion died forever.

He released the whip in his hand.

Wang Xiaoming took his body to the mountain and sent it to the den of the female wolf who adopted him based on his memory.

Therefore, the moment Lao Zheng picked him up, he recognized this person.

Because he felt the warmth from Lao Zheng's embrace and the father's love from Lao Zheng's careful care.

Lao Zheng also taught him how to communicate with people fluently, and heated the cold meat to make it fragrant before giving it to him.

He can do without anything, but he can't do without Lao Zheng.

He stood up with support, surrounded by bamboos, and next to a stream. Under his feet was a layer of bamboo strips cut by someone who didn't know who, and it made a "squeaking" sound when he stepped on it.

Some of the intuitions of animals are much stronger than those of humans.

Although Wang Xiaoming is not an animal, he was adopted by a female wolf and then raised as a wolf, and somehow he also developed some talents.

His talent is the same as that of wolves, they can always find life and food.

He followed his intuition and walked forward, vaguely seeming to see a bamboo building.

The door of the bamboo house opened quietly, and he walked in cautiously.

Old Zheng sat quietly on the chair. When he saw Wang Xiaoming, his eyebrows split with laughter. Wang Xiaoming was also very happy and hurriedly pulled up the hunchback Old Zheng. After all, I don’t know where this place is. If the old monk comes again later,

He alone can't resist it no matter what.

But Lao Zheng shook his head and didn't intend to leave.

"Uncle Zheng, let's leave quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sleepy-eyed young man wearing a white robe stretched out and walked out of the side room.

"Where are you going? It's so early in the morning and you can't sleep well." There was a trace of blame in his words.

Wang Xiaoming's whole body was filled with chills. He could feel the terror of this man. Xu Changan didn't even feel this kind of palpitations in front of him.

His eyes were full of vigilance, and he took half a step back, his hand firmly grasping the handle of the knife.

When the hunchback old Zheng saw this, he immediately pulled Wang Xiaoming back. He knew that once this child made this gesture, no matter who was on the other side, he would take action when he found the right opportunity, just like a wolf.

"Xiao Ming, Mr. Xiao will not hurt us."

The hunchback old Zheng held Wang Xiaoming's hand. Wang Xiaoming's hand holding the handle of the knife slowly loosened, but his eyes were still full of vigilance.

"Who are you?"

Chai Xintong yawned and replied vaguely: "Chai Xintong."

Hearing this name, Wang Xiaoming stepped back as if he was electrocuted and shouted: "Uncle Zheng, you go first."

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Just when Uncle Zheng wanted to speak, a voice came from the door.

"Let's go, where do you want to go?"

Xiaobai lay on Xu Changan's head and yawned lazily. Chai Xintong saw Xiaobai waving to him, and Xiaobai rolled his eyes and turned his head to the other side.

Chai Xintong touched the dust on his nose, touched his nose, and turned his head to look Wang Xiaoming up and down.

"Fortunately, I'm more humane than some people, and I didn't run away alone."

Wang Xiaoming bared his teeth and roared at him, but he was thin and small and had a fierce look, but he lacked that power.

"You will show your teeth and not give up your bones."

Xu Changan glanced at Chai Xintong, who immediately shut up and stopped teasing Wang Xiaoming.

"Uncle Zheng has told us everything about you."

Wang Xiaoming tilted his head to one side and ignored Xu Changan.

"You should know the reason why we kept you." This was Xu Changan's second sentence, straight to the point and inhumane.

He knew that it would be difficult for a person like this who had gone through hardships since childhood to trust no one except Uncle Zheng, let alone the warmth and warmth of the world. It would be difficult to gain his trust. It would be more effective to state the purpose directly.

Wang Xiaoming suddenly turned his head and stared at Xu Changan.

"What do you know?"

"Not as much as you. The head of the Zhao family told me some."

Hearing the words "Head of the Zhao family", he snorted coldly.

"Jianzhong, I want to go in."

Wang Xiaoming looked at Xu Changan and Chai Xintong, shrugged, spread his hands, and smiled on his pale face.

"Okay, you can come in."

Then the conversation changed and he asked: "Then, after you go in, kill me?"

Xu Changan's face was expressionless. He had expected this. If he agreed immediately, he would not be relieved.

"What are you going to do?"

Wang Xiaoming's eyes showed murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I want no one from the Zhao family to be left alive, and everyone in the Zhao family will die."

Xu Chang'an didn't say anything. Chai Xintong walked up and said with a serious look: "Xiao Ming, why do you have to have a grudge to destroy someone's whole family? The Master said: 'The Master said: repay evil with kindness...'"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.
To be continued...