I am four and a half years old, and I am the daughter of a villain and tyrant.

After the old father was fed, he looked much better. When he lowered his head, he saw the cute little baby's big shining eyes staring at him blankly.

"Is there something on my face?"

Xiao Qiqi crossed her arms and looked thoughtful, like a heartbroken little adult, "I was thinking that my father is so good-looking, has my adoptive mother ever become a monk? Why is she always closed to you? .”

Xiao Wuji held her on his lap and asked everyone to leave the room. He expressed his thoughts with a sad expression: "Your stepmother was not like this in the past. It was five years ago. After my father led a heavy army to attack Yueling City, she I rushed to the imperial city non-stop to support the Yuan family, but for some reason on the way, my heart suddenly burst and lost blood. I thought about the danger of Qing'er defending the city, so I reluctantly speeded up my journey."

"But after I returned to the city, I saw corpses all over the city. The Yuan family and the Yuchi family were all my own soldiers. They all died in the battle and no one was spared. Later, I searched for half a day and found your adoptive mother's hand on the edge of Duantou Cliff. Holding the Shadow Pavilion token, she was about to jump down in despair, so I reached out and grabbed her."

"Later she woke up from a nightmare and said that I had massacred my relatives in order to secure the throne of Jokhang, and that the strange sword wound on my heart was evidence of being stabbed back during a duel with her father on the tower. Qing'er, she always believes that I stabbed his father to death with my sword."

"The Yuchi family harbors evil intentions and would not regret dying, but I have never thought of touching the Yuan family. My original intention of expanding the Shadow Pavilion in recent years was to investigate this matter and bring justice to the Yuan family and me."

Xiao Qiqi's head was spinning rapidly. The Yuchi family mentioned by his father was mentioned briefly in the book when the great tyrant's life experience was mentioned. Yuchi was originally a warlord and aristocrat in Nanzhao. Xiao Niannian was a stunning beauty in Zhao's generation. At that time, Xiao Niannian already had a sweetheart, Zhu Shi. Yuchi Feng, relying on his power, kidnapped her.

Xiao Wuji was skilled in martial arts and studied under Zhu Shi.

After a few years of marriage, Xiao Niannian had nothing to do, and gradually lost Yuchifeng's love. Later, he took a concubine. When Xiao Wuji was 11 years old, Xiao Niannian died of illness, and Zhu Shi also became a concubine because of missing him. A few years later, after learning Xiao Wuji's Mo Dao formation, he died for his love in Yuanding Valley.

"But because of Qiqi, the relationship between the queen and me has eased a lot recently."

Xiao Qiqi returned to her thoughts. There was bitterness in her old father's smile. He looked like he was picking candy among the glass shards. His father's love was too humble.

Both of her little hands were holding Xiao Wuji's palm, and Xiao Naoyin encouraged him: "Father, with Qiqi here, I will definitely help you and your adoptive mother to reconcile as before."

Xiao Wuji's eyes lit up, and the little dumpling under the lamp was glowing. If she could say it, she could definitely do it.

"Qiqi is so good, but now my stepmother and I are very worried about you."

She knew that Xiao Wuji was talking about Qing Xing Deng.

"Father, Qiqi wants to catch Qing Xingdeng."

Xiao Wuji didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, but for Xiao Tuanzi, he was willing to listen to the capable people and strangers in the world, and he was willing to fast, bathe, and pray in front of thousands of gods and Buddhas.

"Father, I will post a list tomorrow to find alchemists to help you."

"Only I can catch this ghost, and then the rumor will be broken without any attack."

Xiao Wuji respects her decision. The Hedong incident has convinced him that Xiaotuanzi has extraordinary achievements.

Fried Ruan Dan temporarily stopped those aristocratic families. All he could do was catch the culprits.

"Qiqi, you have to remember that my father will always be your retreat."

She nodded and remembered the weight of her old father's words.