"Shaq, look, what is that. The Cannon King pointed to the sky not far away, there was a pitch-black mist in the sky, Shaq raised his head, his bloody eyes flashed, and he couldn't see anything in the black mist.

"This thing, it looks like only we can see it, Cannon King, it's too late, it may have had a butterfly effect, some things here may have been rewritten, we have to find the savior!"

"Understood, where are we looking. The Cannon King was suddenly puzzled, this sea of people is vast, where is the savior?

"When I came, the director gave me a photo, a picture of the savior, let me take a look. Shaq patted his head, remembering that when he and the Gun King came by shuttle before, the director gave him a photo, and Shaq finally took the photo out.

At first glance, it's so handsome

At second glance, what is this??

At the third glance, I threw up and couldn't recognize it.

The Cannon King hurriedly leaned over to take a look, a black pen was drawn in a circle on it, and the drawing method on the lower body was extremely vulgar....

"It's not ... Stickman. The Cannon King thought for a long time, and finally went crazy.

Shaq: "......"

Where to find this, you can't take this stickman around and ask people, have you seen this person?

It's a lot of mercy for others not to treat them as SJBs

"That black fog, I always feel a familiar feeling, but I can't say it, we come from the future, the current era, most of it is the age of beasts, and the Americas are estimated to be the underground weirdos. "Shaq is also a person who has lived for more than a hundred years, and he will know a little bit about it.

"Look at the time on the LEDs there. The Cannon King raised his head and stretched out his finger to point to the timetable not far away.

"The first year of the Gaozu era. Shaq saw that time, too.

"In the first year of the Gaozu era, that is to say, this time is just the day of Gaozu's Shangyuan, yard, the king of guns, you don't do some homework before you come, I don't know. Shaq suddenly slapped the back of the Cannon King on the head angrily, a little hated that iron could not be made of steel.

"What are you doing with me, where did I provoke you?"

The baby is bitter and the baby does not speak.

"Now I can only know that this savior from the magical country of Central Continent is called Fang Tang, at this time wanting to find Fang Tang is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and now there is still some time before those things break out, I just hope that there will not be a series of butterfly effects because of our arrival. ”

Amitabha..... phew

May my Lord bless me in heaven, by the way, Amitabha.

"I'm hungry. The Cannon King looked at Shaq and blushed a little, a little embarrassed.

"Coo-coo...."Shaq's stomach rang as he looked around at a few restaurants just a short distance away.

"Let's go eat over there. Shaq gestured to the restaurant that was open in the distance.

"Do you have any money?" said Cannon with a wink at Shaq, who spread his hands to indicate that he didn't have any money.

Shaq was stunned for a moment, he finally remembered that he had nothing with him.

That's money, how can they survive in this past world without money????

Poof, piercing the old heart.

Beast Poor

Poor and strange like a tiger, winged, cannibalism from the beginning, the food is distributed, in the north of the dog. One is from the foot.

——"The Classic of Mountains and Seas, the North of the Sea"

"Phew...... Huh-ha......" The rapid gasp echoed through the narrow alleys, and there was a faint sound of bumping.

If you want to do more, please go to the wall by yourself.

I didn't drive at all.

The girl ran in a hurry, clutching a dirty kitten in her arms. The hem of her white dress was already in tatters, the shoes on her feet had been thrown somewhere, and her delicate feet were ground by the rubble on the ground. But she didn't feel the slightest pain, and she kept running forward, looking back from time to time, and her big black eyes showed a little fear, as if something was chasing her behind her.

"Ahh

"Hee-hee~Run, why don't you run~" A cold voice came from the darkness behind the girl, and a hideous shadow was drawn on the wall under the dim street lamp.

The girl's eyes widened, crystal tears condensed in her eyes, and her body shrank back helplessly, her mouth whispering pleading.

"Please, please, no, don't come......"

"Oh yes oh ...... Protecting it like that...... Okay, I'm not coming, but ......" A gray light suddenly rushed out of the shadow on the wall, and hit the girl straight -

The color of blood bloomed in the girl's eyes, outlining a red picture, and her tears slipped down her dusty face, and a cry of pain pierced the black sky......

"Ah Ye ——!"

Zhang Chuxuan opened her eyes abruptly and sat up from the bed, her pretty face was full of fear, and sweat had wet her forehead. She gasped slightly, trying to calm her fast-beating heart.

Unable to sleep anymore, she looked at the time, it was already seven o'clock in the morning, quickly washed and changed clothes, solved breakfast, Zhang Chuxuan took her favorite bag and hurriedly went out.

"Hey, Ah Xuan, where are you going so early?" Xiao Qingxue, who came out of the next door, grabbed her and asked suspiciously.

"Oh

, I have something to do, I want to go to the bookstore. Zhang Chuxuan smiled reluctantly, pulled out his arm, and disappeared at the end of the street after a while.

'It's so strange, is the bookstore open so early?' Xiao Qingxue frowned, and finally closed the door, not seeing a piece of white quietly drifting into Zhang Chuxuan's room......

Zhang Chuxuan panted and ran to the door of the largest bookstore in the city, looking at the door that had not yet been opened, a little anxiety rose in his heart. As soon as the staff opened the door, she rushed in.

took a copy of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", Zhang Chuxuan paid the money and ran home.

Sitting on the bed and looking carefully, her gaze was finally fixed on a page-

"Poor and strange like a tiger, winged, cannibalism from the beginning, the food is haired, in the north of the dog. One is from the foot. ”

Zhang Chuxuan breathed a long sigh of relief: "Found ......" She clearly remembered that it was this fierce beast that blocked the fatal blow for the girl in her dream.

Beside her pillow, a glimmer of gray flashed on the snow-colored wall......

A small head poked out of the wall, looking at the departing girl, flashing with a strange gaze, as if thinking about something.

Martial Arts.

underworld

"As the saying goes, those who are destined to be sacrificed in black and white are the living beings. The Great Emperor of Beiyin looked at Meng Po and smiled slightly.

"Solution, if you can take this sacrifice?" Meng Po looked at the Beiyin Emperor next to her while holding the water of forgetfulness to the ghost in front of her.

For some reason, Meng Po's heart trembled, as if something was about to happen.

"The person who is destined to be sacrificed. Emperor Beiyin stroked the sleeve robe on his body, and looked at Wu Neng and Xu Xiao'e in the distance, a little envious.

"What is the person who is destined to be, and where is this person?"

"A hundred years ago, there was a monarch, sacrifice. It is said that the palm of His Majesty's hand has half a black pattern. "Palm, black, patterned. He is a person who is destined. And I, am I the one who is predestined? Oh, what is predestined, I am the one who is destined, I don't believe in fate. "There is another solution?" "Oh, what is the solution?" "There is another person who was destined a hundred years ago, and that is the queen of the king. "How do you know?" "For I am the king." She sacrificed herself to save me in exchange for my immortality. Her palm also has a white pattern similar to mine. ”

Meng Po pushed away her palm, her palm, white, patterned. He is also a person who is destined

。 And she, is she also the person who is destined? Oh, what is fate, the person who is destined, she believes.

"Heh, it's just a joke. Meng Po shook her head and ignored the Beiyin Emperor next to her.

.....

Martial Arts

The land of the Central Plains.

A song of Xuanxuan, the two met. Xuan, Xuan, how can Xuan.

Heijia,

He was born in the Hei family, not because his surname was Hei, but because he was the most special child.

"Yi'er, don't be playful, go home early. The middle-aged man looked at his child who rushed out of the door, and shouted behind Pingyi, it was not too late, and he did not allow his child to go out to play.

"Got it. Got it. Ping Yi hurriedly replied. It was only after stepping out of the Ping family that he let out a breath, heh, hypocritical face, so disgusting that people wanted to vomit.

But he has to accompany them to act, just because he is the most special.

At the beginning of the lanterns, chanting and singing.

"Kid, buy a mask. A masked vendor said to Ping Yi. Why did this peddler buy a mask with a mask? Could it be to sell it better? Or ...... Ping Yi was too lazy to think about it, and when he saw a mask of white and red plums, he couldn't take his eyes off it, and he couldn't help but put it on when he picked up the mask. But he saw that the vendor was gone, and "left before he paid?"

Ping Yi looked at the quality of the white mask and knew that it was worth a lot of money, could a small vendor have such a good mask? And except for the mask of the white red plum, the others were some inferior masks, what was it for? Ping Yi shook his head, forget it, forget it, it has been shrouded in conspiracy, and finally came out once and played happily. Forget the identity of Pingyi, forget this person, forget all the singing and dancing, there is a feast of Qingyuan Lou all around, and the street is full of bustling and coming and going crowds.

It was easy to walk to the lake next to a remote white plum tree, and look at the lake with the faint lights reflected in the distance, and for some reason it was unhappy. Annoyingly, he threw a "water drift" and jumped fifteen times in a row before stopping, and "plopped-" before falling into the water, Ping Yi has used this method to vent his dissatisfaction since he was a child.

Ping Yi still remembers that it was taught to her by a little boy she met when she was a child, and she remembered that there was a black character in his name, so Ping Yi called him Xiao Hei without authorization, and he also called her Xiao Bai. At that time, he was for Xiao Hei's ...... The nickname has been twisted for a long time. It's just that, like all stories, there is no feast in the world.

In the end, he left. No one will leave everything behind for you, and no one will treat you as all, which is easy to believe in. Even him, even if, then, they were still young. A piano sound broke Pingyi's thoughts, the sorrowful sequence, and the fluctuating strings stirred Pingyi's heart. Unconsciously attracted by the bleak sound of the piano, I saw that at the end of the white plum, there was a man, also wearing a mask, but a white black plum mask, he was wearing a plain brocade like snow, and the smart piano sound slowly flowed out from his slender fingertips. I don't know why, Ping Yi saw his figure more and more blurred, touched his cheeks, and actually burst into tears, are they tears? Since Ping Yi was abandoned, Ping Yi has never shed a single tear for anyone, and now, just listening to the sound of the piano, he burst into tears

。 Hide the tears from your face and listen to this song quietly.

"Kid, see how young you are, come up with a name for this piece. The man didn't turn around, and his voice was like Aomei in the cold and snow. "Xuan. Let's call it Xuan. ”

Gao Xuan left the cold, plucking the piano.

"Okay, good name, Gao Xuan is away from the cold, plucking the piano. ”

How does he know......?

"Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi. Let me tell you, the master taught me a unique skill, do you want to know what it is?"

Xiao Hei looked at Ping Yi expectantly. And Ping Yi said boredly, "Oh, I want to." ”

Then Xiao Hei told Xiao Bai with great interest, "Master taught me a trick to peek into people's hearts! ”

"Xiao Hei, if you have the ability, you can guess what I'm thinking now. Ping Yi smiled evilly.

"Blackie is a big fool... Oh, you fool me, damn Pingyi, see how I clean you up. "Little, little black?" was a slight question. "Hmm, what?" he asked. "Nothing. Ping Yi thought about it in a blink of an eye, how could it be possible, Xiao Hei was so cute, it couldn't be this indifferent and mysterious man in front of him. In fact, he just hadn't heard this title for a long time, so he hesitated for a while, originally, he was the little black, but he had experienced many things that he didn't want to experience before that the previous little black became the man who seemed to be impersonal and mysterious now.

"Xiao Yi. The mysterious man said.

"Ah?!" Ping Yi didn't expect him to call him that, only Xiao Hei and he knew the two names Xiao Yi and Xiao Hei.

"Xiao Yi. He called him again.

"Blackie. "Ping Yi finally relented. Maybe it's because he's too tired, maybe it's because Ping Yi is gradually losing consciousness, and Ping Yi now finds that the title Xiao Yi is actually better than all the names.

"Xiao Yi. ”

"Xiao Yi. ”

“......”

Vaguely, Ping Yi actually saw the end of his life. In the haze of the next day, I caught a glimpse of Xiao Hei's appearance, Xiao Hei. Little Black. Don't go. Little Black... "You're awake. ”

"Blackie. Ping Yi opened his eyes and looked around blankly, he looked out the window again, it was already dark,

It's not good, my father is still waiting for him at home.

But when Ping Yi thought of his father's ugly face, he hesitated.

"This is where it is. ”

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "Xuan Pavilion." Ping Yi's eyes widened, and he added, "You are in a coma because you have been too tired lately. What makes you tired like this, Xiao Yi?" Ping Yi didn't want to say, but once he called him Xiao Yi, he couldn't hide it.

"Xiao Hei, what is your real name?" he frowned, as if he was thinking about something, he pondered for a moment, "Yan Mo." ”

"Yanmo. Xiaoyi is called Pingyi. ”

"Easy. Xiao Yi. Yanmo. Little Black. He seemed to smile bitterly. Although Ping Yi didn't know why he laughed like this, it was already a long time after Ping Yi knew, and after a long time, Ping Yi knew his true identity. "What's wrong?" looked at him suspiciously. "Nothing. ”

He seemed to be back to the way he had seen him play the piano for the first time last night, strange and indifferent. The people were silent.

In the middle of the ring, he said, "Go back." Then he turned around, as if he didn't want to face Pingyi. "Then Ping Yi Neng, did he come to you?" asked Ping Yi cautiously.

Ping Yi didn't know why Ping Yi was so careful, as if he didn't want to lose the only friend who wasn't hypocritical? He didn't say anything, Ping Yi thought, he never wanted to see Ping Yi again, and even if Ping Yi knew his name, he might not be able to find him, because Ping Yi didn't even know what he looked like - he always wore the white black plum mask.

Ping Yi silently climbed down, and just as Ping Yi was about to step out of this threshold, a voice suddenly sounded: "Yes." Then he took off his mask and walked in front of Ping Yi, picked up the green silk that was easy to drape, and smiled slightly from the corner of his eyes, "Ping Yi." Remember. My name is Yan Mo. ”

When he took off his mask, Ping Yi was stunned, and then frowned, in Ping Yi's opinion, if it is Xiao Hei, he should not be so white when he grows up, could it be that he is not Xiao Hei? Because another reason why Ping Yi named Xiao Hei "Xiao Hei" is that he is indeed quite black. The narrow eyelashes covered his face like feathers, the delicate face, the thin lips, and at this time Ping Yi already knew that he was not Xiao Hei. I don't know why I took off my mask easily or defenselessly,

"Yanmo. Remember. My name is Pingyi". The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and Ping Yi also smiled at him, because at this time, Ping Yi was already very clear in his heart. Ping Yi turned his head and left this place, and just as Ping Yi was leaving this room, Ping Yi stopped and looked at the nomination of this room, Xuan Pavilion. It is said that words are like people, and really, these three words are like him, flamboyant and restrained

。 Ping Yi went back along the original road, and when he saw the white plums full of trees, he not only smiled, but then left. But I didn't know that after Ping Yi left this room, he also walked out, he looked at every place that Ping Yi walked through and did not let go of Ping Yi's every expression, and after Ping Yi left, he stopped in Baimeilin again, and said with a smile: "The dark fragrance floats and the shadow is sloping, and the wind is fragrant and beautiful." Xiangrui contains the first snow, and he laughs in the forest. ”

"Where have you been playing, you damn, you've been waiting so long. ”

Ping Yi looked at his father and didn't speak...

......

"No one knows, I'm hiding my identity, I'm just a beast being used, easy, we'll meet soon. Yan Mo looked at Ping Yi in the distance, and with a wave of his big hand, a hole like a black hole appeared above his head.

Yan Mo jumped, and the whole person entered it, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.