Hunter’s Face Fruit

You must know that since Kate knew that his father was Jin and he was not dead when he was 10 years old, he wanted to know about his father, but because of Aunt Mitt’s insistence, he did not ask too much . Remember in a second [Look☆＾→Book＼◇Ge], free reading of wonderful novels without pop-up windows!

After all, although he wanted to know the news about his father very much, he was unwilling to force Aunt Mitt, who was like a mother, so everything was stranded, and the only thing he insisted on was to take the hunter exam.

But now Aunt Mitt actually took out something and said it was left by Jin, Xiaojie was very unexpected.

"Sure enough, I still have to say it." Lu Xiaoou is still very curious about Jin. This is a man who lives for his dreams, and is also a very pure person. Of course, his strength is quite strong.

"That's what's going on, how could this thing stay." Xiaojie still couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart.

"Xiaojie, calm down, Aunt Mitt will definitely tell you." Lu Xiaoou patted Xiaojie on the shoulder and motioned him to sit down.

As for Qi Ya, he had volunteered to go back to make the bed after dinner.

Ever since he came to Qiya, Whale Island, he was completely different from when he was in Kukulu Mountain. He didn't look like a young master at all, but he became more and more alive.

For this kind of development, Lu Xiaoou is also happy to see the results. After all, for Qi Ya, this should be the life he yearns for. It has nothing to do with strength, it is just an attitude towards life.

"Understood." Xiaojie sat down under Lu Xiaoou's reminder, and clenched his fists tightly, obviously not calm in his heart.

"I'm sure I'll tell you everything I know about Kim." Mitt clasped his hands and sat upright in the chair.

From a psychological analysis, Lu Xiaoou knew that this was the reason why Mitt started to get nervous. Although he didn't know why Mitt was so secretive about Jin, her love for Xiaojie was real.

"Xiaojie, you have a good talk with Aunt Mitt, I'll wait for you in the room." Lu Xiaoou stood up and prepared what Mitt was about to say.

Although he was very curious about Jin, this memory belonged to Xiaojie, and he didn't intend to occupy it. Anyway, Xiaojie will definitely tell him and Qi Ya the next day, there is no need to be an eyesore here .

"Yeah." Xiaojie nodded without saying anything.

"My earliest memory of Jin is actually his back. At that time, I would always run behind Jin. At that time, I was about 3 years old. I didn't seem to understand anything, but I wanted to follow behind. He did There is that kind of power." Mitt fell into the memory, and it took a long time before he spoke.

"Jin was 12 years old like you when he participated in the hunter test. I remember that he went to participate in the autumn, and he also brought the same fishing rod." Mitt said.

"Is that the one you gave me?" Xiaojie's expression was a bit complicated, he was happy and couldn't express his feeling.

"Yes, that one. At that time, I also asked him why he was going to take the exam, and he said he had something he was looking for." Mitt said.

"What are you looking for? Aunt Mitt, what is my father looking for?" Xiaojie said.

"I also asked him several times, but he didn't tell me until the end. So we often quarreled at that time." Mitt spread her hands together helplessly, and she didn't know what Jin was looking for.

"It should be said that at that time you were always quarreling with him, and you were finally willing to mention the matter of gold." The mother-in-law tidied up the kitchen, very happy that Mitt finally got out of the circle she set up, and started to talk about the past.

The news about Jin gradually unfolded to Xiaojie from the mouths of Mitt and her mother-in-law. In the past, people who could only guess from the photos thought that now because of the various things they have experienced, pictures are slowly forming in front of Xiaojie. The lifelike picture scroll gave him a three-dimensional understanding of gold.

"Anyway, in Jin's eyes, there is only what he wants to find. As for other things, he doesn't care at all. To put it simply, he is too selfish, and he has always been like this." Mitt's impression of Jin is He often started badly when he was away from her sister.

In the end, leaving Xiaojie behind immediately after his sister's funeral ignited the anger in Mitt's heart, and his impression of Jin fell to the bottom.

"Is that so? Maybe Jin knows that there are certain things that no one can do except him. I've always had this feeling about this." The mother-in-law has a very good impression of Jin, and she just happens to be with Mitt. on the contrary.

"What do you want?" Xiaojie murmured in a low voice, as if these words touched his nerves and aroused his interest.

"Do you have something you want too?" Seeing Xiaojie's expression, the mother-in-law felt that he also wanted something.

Xiaojie propped his head, his face was a bit dazed, and he didn't answer her mother-in-law's words in time.

"Xiaojie, don't you even want to say it?" Mitt was very angry. It's fine if Jin didn't want to say it, but Jin's son didn't want to say it either. I really don't know what to say.

"It's not that I don't want to say it, it's just that I don't understand it myself, so next, I plan to continue traveling with Xiaoou and Qi Ya. Maybe during our journey, I can find what I want. I have only experienced a vast world that I have never thought of before, and I want to learn a lot of people and things, and try my ability."

Xiaojie is worthy of being Jin's son, even if he just imagines the bizarre world he will experience in the future, he feels very excited.

"Xiaojie, Jin's child, really looks like him." The mother-in-law is very pleased with Xiaojie's current thoughts~www.wuxiaspot.com~ She thinks that young people should dare to think and fight.

"All in all, this is the only thing left from Kim at that time." Mitt pointed at the small black box on the table.

Although it is often discarded, after twists and turns, it is finally returned to the original owner, and it is in Xiaojie's hands.

Even the black box is relieved, finally no longer have to go to the trash can to experience life, it is simply a nightmare experience.

As a black box, who knows what it has been through these years.

"Jin, Jin, it's more comfortable to call him that. I think it's easy to say after all. Aunt Mitt, please tell me more about Jin's childhood." Tell me more about gold.

This is a child's attention derived from his desire for his father. Facing Xiaojie's bright eyes, Mitt can only recall Jin in his memory.

The night was already very deep, except for two or three stars, there was no other bright colors in the black velvet sky, and it seemed extremely quiet.