I Rely on Caution to Cultivate to Immortality Chapter 17: I can

"Crackling --"

There was a weird sound from Moxiu's throat, but it was shattered badly at the cut made by the dagger!

Glancing at Mingran standing in front of him in disbelief, Moxiu fell to the ground with a bang, his lips squirmed, as if he was about to say something.

She didn't care about this, and the scene when she was five years old involuntarily appeared in her mind.

The mother, who was too beautiful to be real, stood at the door, and the breeze blew through her hair and dress, making her look like a fairy, and she was about to ride the wind away in the next moment.

She has a serious face and earnestly teaches.

"Miran, do you know that it is not easy for the human race to cultivate?"

"Although people are the primates of all things, we are no more than monsters and spirits. We don't have sharp teeth and claws. Before we grow up, we are easy to die! But monsters, monsters, spirits, beasts and gods are different. Powerful, so I can't understand the weakness of us ants. Three years ago, a sea dragon at the end of the East China Sea Dragon Clan, but with a slight sneeze, countless sea people fell into the sea and died! Among them, the most monsters and monsters like to eat people , because it is convenient and safe, and it can also increase your cultivation..."

"You said, are there many people who lost the human race to other races?"

The five-year-old Minran squatted on the ground and nodded upon hearing this.

"Wrong! Big mistake!"

Miranniang waved her sleeves awe-inspiringly, denying her lovely daughter!

"In the past year, the number of people who died due to monsters and monsters in Hengyuan Continent was only a few million, but the number of people who died at the hands of the same clan was ten times and a hundred times that of the former!"

"In other words, the ones we kill the most are of the same race! Humans!"

"... oh..."

"So, when you grow up, there will definitely be many people who want to kill you. As a person who will die in the future, you should train yourself from an early age! Don't be careless! Girl ! To protect yourself, start by killing chickens!"

The five-year-old Mingran looked at the colorful and struggling pheasant in his hand, and then at his mother who was uplifted. He felt that this topic was jumping a little too fast?

"Hurry up, why are you so dazed, if this pheasant is an enemy, it would have killed you before you hesitated!"

The pheasant seemed to understand what Minran's mother said, screaming and struggling, its flapping wings were so strong that dust flew up on the ground!

Tilted his head, although he didn't know what killing had to do with killing chickens, he was a good and obedient boy. He recalled Zhuangzi's crisp and neat movements when he went to the kitchen to kill chickens, pinching the pheasant with **** Neck, twist it lightly!

"Crack!"

The clear sound of bone cracking sounded in this small courtyard. The concave-shaped girl in front of her paused slightly, turned her head stiffly, and saw the poor pheasant's head spinning 360 times without any hindrance. Only a poor layer of leather remains, blowing back and forth in the breeze. Because of Minran's quick movements, even the last half of the scream was suppressed in his throat, his eyes were wide open, and he could not rest in peace!

As for Minran, he raised the flamboyant pheasant slightly, blinked his big innocent eyes, and asked his mother.

"Mom, do you think this is okay?"

In the words, there is a cruel innocence unique to children. The mother of Minran felt that her heartbeat had not changed at all, and her expression at that moment was a bit indescribably complicated. After several changes, she finally stayed in the state of relief.

"Fortunately, it's not like me..."

"Huh?"

"You can do it, this, this is very good. If someone wants to harm you in the future, don't talk nonsense with him, just kill him! You need to be as straightforward as today! Can you do it?"

"Huh?"

"Ah, you are big!"

When Min Ran recovered, she jumped to her feet immediately, she was no longer afraid of killing chickens, she strode up and poked Min Ran's head, "Mother, I won't get you someone to try if you dare to kill... …Also, you didn’t bleed, the chicken should turn fishy! There’s no way, I can only cook soup! Stupid you! Why did I give birth to you, a stupid child! And your strength, isn’t it already sealed for eight days? Why is it still so big? It seems that you still have to seal it for the ninth time. Nine is the extreme number, and the ninth time is already the limit. You can take it easy..."

"Cough! Puff..."

Moxiu coughed and vomited a little blood mixed with minced meat, which woke up the faint memory.

Touching his head, he felt nostalgic for the past. At the beginning, he didn't answer Mother's question, but after two years, now Minran has been able to give an answer.

Can you kill someone?

"I can."

Touching her unchanging heartbeat, she pursed her lips. Now that she has grown up, she probably understands that she is a little different from ordinary people. But that unfettered cruel nature was bound up and compressed by that beautiful woman one by one, with warm care and hugs full of love, and locked into the lowest abyss.

Even though she has left this world, those restraints are still effective, and firmly suppress the evil thoughts in Huanran's heart.

Moxiu was panting with difficulty, his pupils were full of horror! Why can this second-level Qi training girl kill him! It's the dagger in her hand! But why did she dare to kill herself! Isn't she a child of six or seven years old? Was it taken away? No ~IndoMTL.com~ Impossible! The fellow demon cultivator didn't notice it himself, and there was absolutely no aura of a demon cultivator!

Then how on earth did she manage to kill people without even a trace of fireworks!

If he didn't have even a trace of murderous intent, how could he have no struggle!

"Quack..."

The light in Moxiu's pupils gradually faded, until the end, he couldn't believe that he would be killed by an unknown person!

Seeing the rattle drum stained with old blood, Moxiu struggled to climb over, but sadly found that he had no strength at this time, blood and tears were falling from the corners of his eyes, and at some point, his face was full of tears. So, is this what death feels like?

Ah, I'm so unwilling, he seems to listen to the crisp sound of the rattle again, and really wants to hear Lan Lan call himself "brother" again...

"Boom——"

The crisp sound of the rattle drum sounded, and Moxiu trembled suddenly. This is, the rattle drum he made himself?

Minran picked up the rattle and shook it twice, then controlled it with spiritual power and placed it on Moxiu's chest. Moxiu closed his eyes contentedly, his nose seemed to be able to smell the delicious milky fragrance of his sister from his strong smell of blood, the rich fragrance of the old osmanthus in the village when it bloomed, and the steamed buns made by his mother The aroma of wheat...

"Brother! Come on! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Yuxue's cute little girl bounced around and took Moxiu's short hand, happily walking towards the place where the smoke was burning.

The low house, the long-awaited couple, the intact sister...

So that's it, that place is home...

That's great.

The last breath was completely cut off.