The "body" of the Western Regions Demon Lord clone dissolved into this wind and snow world, and he was left with only a pair of conscious eyes observing in the void.

He was like a bystander reading a story written in a book, but the story was so clear that it was right in front of him.

The wind is like a whip, and the snow is like a knife.

I don't know how many days this storm lasted, and the raging snow beast was finally tired of tossing, and the remaining cold wind was its gasping breath.

The sky and the earth are white, full of slaughter.

A nondescript fur tent huddles alone in the snow.

The roof of the tent was covered with a large cloud of snow, and from a distance it looked like a huge and fierce snow leopard lying there greedily.

The fur tent was crooked and crumbling, its surface torn open by the fangs of the wind, and the cold wind turned into a python that burrowed through the holes, roaring and whirring.

In a fur tent.

There were three young boys, one of whom looked to be eight or nine years old. The remaining two, with childishness written on their little faces, only looked like they were five or six years old.

The three children, dressed in sheepskin coats, huddled tightly together. Their little faces were purple from the cold, and there was only fear on their faces.

The fire in the tent had become black and cold, and the cow dung had run out of fuel for it.

"Brothers, the wind and snow outside have stopped, our father has not come back from grazing, and our mother has not come back since she went out to look for it. "The older kid's eyes are moist.

After a pause, the older child continued: "We can't wait any longer, the food at home has been eaten up, and we haven't eaten for two days. Wait any longer, we'll all starve to death. ”

"Daddy......, mother......"

"Woooooooo ”

The two younger brothers cried when they heard this, they had no strength, and their cries were so weak.

"Don't cry, with my brother here, I will take you to live bravely. The eldest child swore by it.

The eldest child remembered what his mother had said to him before she went out, "You are the eldest boy in the family, and you have to be an example to your two younger brothers and be a brave man." ”

The older child wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and struggled to stand up, hunger left him with little strength.

The eldest child looked up at the hole in the tent, "If this continues, my two younger brothers and I will either starve to death or freeze to death." ”

The older child walked to the door of the tent, opened the latch with force, grabbed the doorknob with both hands, and pulled hard.

There was a bang, and the snow piled up at the doorway poured in, almost burying the calves of the older children.

The eldest child took a shovel, and the two younger brothers came over to help.

Through the concerted efforts of the three children, the holes in the roof were sealed with old clothes and felt.

Without the invasion of the wind snake, the room seemed to be warmer, but the white mist still came out of their mouths.

The older children dug up the few remaining pieces of cow dung in the snow and happily carried them into the house.

The fire in the house was rekindled, giving off a dreamy red glow, reflecting the faces of the three children around the fire.

Grunt, grunt, grunt, drums beat in the stomachs of the three children.

"Brothers, wait for me, I'll go out looking for something to eat. The older child stood up and tightened his waist and abdomen with his trouser belt, which might drive away some of the hunger from his stomach.

"Brother, come back quickly. ”

"Brother, we'll wait for you. ”

The eldest kid set off alone, and he went out in search of food.

There was no road, only the mountains in the distance could discern the direction.

The older child's mind recalls the situation before his father and mother left.

"Child, this year's rain is not good, the grass and trees do not grow, and the cattle at home are not full, and the next days will be even more difficult. I took the few remaining cows with me to Kunlu

Grazing at the foot of Mount Kinabalu, where there is a river, there is naturally herbivorous. The man said with a firm expression.

"Boss. The woman stretched out her hands and grabbed one of the man's big hands, "Kunlu Divine Mountain is a mountain of gods, and it is not something that we mortals can approach casually. Legend has it that if you offend the mountain god, you will be punished. ”

The man stretched out his hands and held the woman's hand tightly, and said with a serious expression: "This year, the weather is dry, the grass and trees are not growing, the sheep are starving to death, and there are a few cows left in the family. If you continue like this, you will starve to death. Is there a greater punishment than that?"

The woman was speechless.

The man looked in the direction of Kunlu Mountain, "The rest of the tribe has scattered in search of water and grass. Right now, the direction of Kunlu Divine Mountain is the only way out, and if the Spirit of the Divine Mountain wants to punish me, punish me alone. ”

"Take care of the three kids and yourself. The man left a word, and set off with a few skinny cows.

Kunlu Mountain, tall in the sky, like a miracle, unreachable.

A few days later, the wind and snow suddenly came, the man did not return, and in the gap where the wind and snow stopped, the woman went out to look for it, but did not return.

......

The older child struggled through the snow, a trail of lonely footprints behind him.

The eyes of the eldest child kept looking at Kunlu Mountain in the sky, which was the direction where the father and mother were going.

The tall Kunlu Mountain seems to be right in front of you. In fact, walking past it is much farther than what you see.

A day passed.

Kunlu Mountain, tall in the sky, like a miracle, unreachable.

It was getting dark.

Hunger makes the older children less and less strong, the wind gets colder and colder, and it is difficult to walk.

The older child tightened his belt again, but the hunger in his stomach could not be driven away.

Looking around, shadows are shrouded, there is no human world, and there is no shadow of my father's mother.

"I've been out for so long, I'm afraid the cow dung at home is going to burn out, and my father and mother can't find it, so I must find some food to go back to my younger brothers to eat. The older kid thought to himself.

The moonlight rose and lit up the snow, but the light was cold.

The eldest child did not dare to stop, he was afraid that if he stopped, he would never be able to move again.

At that moment, he found the footprints of a wild wolf in the snow with the help of moonlight.

"Wild wolves are the smartest, and where they are, there is food. ”

The older child followed the wolf's footprints and followed them diligently.

I don't know how long I walked, but the older child was stunned by the scene in front of him.

It was a corpse.

The flesh of the corpse was gnawed off by wild wolves, and the snow was stained with blood and smelled of blood.

The older child walked over with his nose pinched.

"This person is dead, I don't know who he is?" The eldest child saw the tattered clothes left by the corpse, and judged that it was not his father's, and an inexplicable trace of comfort rose in his heart, but the next moment it turned into worry, and his father's result might not be much better than this......

Tears welled down in the eyes of the older children, rummaging through the remains of the corpse's clothing.

A dry dough cake, a dry dough cake with only a large face, wrapped in several layers of straw paper.

The older child seemed to have found a treasure, hunger roared in his belly, and he instinctively brought the bread to his mouth.

"The two younger brothers haven't eaten yet. The older child re-wrapped the dry dough cake and held it snugly in his arms.

The older child turned around, followed the footsteps of the time he came, and returned to the direction of home.

The next day, in the sheepskin tent.

The cow dung in the fire was dried and only sporadic fires remained, and the older child and his two younger brothers huddled together.

The older child took out the dry dough and baked it on the heat of the fire. Then he tore the dry dough cake from the middle, divided it in two, and gave it to his two younger brothers without hesitation.

"Eat it, my brother ate it on the way. ”

The two younger brothers each took half a sheet of dry dough and chewed it heavily.

"When you are full, go to sleep. When the day is dawn, my brother will go out again to find you something to eat. The eldest child looked at the two younger brothers eating and smiled.

The three children snuggled together, holding hands, heart to heart, with the same smile on their faces.

"I heard the adults say that Kunlu Mountain is a sacred mountain, where there is no hunger and no cold...... "The older child told the story as he tried to tell the story.

The two younger brothers listened attentively and fell asleep.

It's dawn.

The eldest child was asleep forever, with the smile of last night on his face.

The two younger brothers held the elder brother's hand, waiting for the elder brother to wake up again and never let go.

......

Two days later, several surviving men from the tribe found the tent.

In front of them, the hands of the three children were clasped tightly together, and the same smile remained on their faces.

"All three children are dead. ”

"Their parents are probably already caught in the snow outside. ”

"There is nothing to eat, we are late. ”

"The snowstorm has lost most of the people in the tribe. ”

Several men wiped tears from the corners of their eyes.

At this moment, the Eye of Consciousness of the Western Regions Demon Lord clone who read this story couldn't help but shed tears. He choked up, but only he could hear it.

Outside the tent.

Kunlu Mountain, tall in the sky, like a miracle, unreachable.

Three days later.

On the other side of Kunlu Mountain, in a Yuan Demon Temple, a noble lady gave birth to a baby boy.

"Congratulations, madam, it's a boy, and the bloodline of the Purple Lion family has been passed down. The maid who delivered the baby said.

"Why doesn't this child cry, but laughs?" said the noble lady, stroking the child's little face.

Three years later, the child will not speak.

And this child has a secret that only he knows, and he has three souls living in his body at the same time. When no one is around, he talks to himself.

Born with one body and three souls.

A few years later, this child grew up, and his talent was revealed, and he entered the way of the Yuan Demon, went to Kunlu Mountain to practice, unified all the tribes in the Western Regions, and became the Demon Lord of the Western Regions.

......

In the real world, on the heaven and earth platform of the True Lotus Heavenly Realm.

The clone of the Demon Lord of the Western Regions with the appearance of "Xicheng Style" finished reading this story.

"Is this my past and this life?" he whispered.

Reincarnation Fantasy.

......

At the moment when "Xicheng Feng" was hit by the "Reincarnation Illusion" of the golden and jade monk's heavenly eyes, Xicheng Feng's eyes turned pale gold, and he stood in place in a daze.

And the little monk Jin Yu on the opposite side used his three-style Heavenly Eye Divine Power in a row, and his skill body was also at the limit.

On the third golden eye of the golden jade monk, a line of blood flowed. Then, the blood line dissipated into a pale golden mist.

"Amitabha. The little monk of Jin Yu panted, "This guy has fallen for my reincarnation illusion technique." Can I settle this guy alone? This is the strength of this little monk. ”

The little monk of Jin Yu shook his body and almost fell.

"The body has reached its limit. The little monk looked up at the floating clouds in the sky.

Floating clouds are like roast chickens.

The little monk Jin Yu didn't know where he got his strength, straightened his waist, and walked towards the "Xicheng Wind" on the opposite side.

"Before this guy comes to his senses, I have to seal his body. ”

The little monk of Jin Yu is getting closer and closer to the "Xicheng Wind", three zhang, two zhang, and one zhang.

At this moment, a strange situation arose.