Chapter 104: Little Tea, Don't Make Trouble
Thousands of years ago, there were seven major races in the world, the patriarch of the Alien Fire Clan fell into a demon and slaughtered endlessly, and the other six races united to resist the Alien Fire Clan, and the Sunset War broke out on the Rift Battlefield, and the war lasted for more than a month.
The alien fire race was wiped out, the holy relic purple gold flower was shattered, and the toxin stretched for thousands of miles, causing a rare genocide, and the population of the rest of the race was sharply reduced, and finally the genius boy of the human race pacified the war and the world was peaceful.
However, the hearts of non-my races will be different, the Heavenly Master and a group of old ministers proposed to exterminate the rest of the races, after the purple gold flower was shattered, the population of the mermaid race, the feather race, the beauty race, the psychic race and the demon race decreased sharply, there were not a few people left, and the young general of the human race learned the core skills of the seven races, so there was no need to worry about the rest of the races.
For various reasons, the rest of the races have mixed into the human race, and the human race has been hunting non-our race, and the alien population has once again plummeted, most of them have gradually adhered to their own bloodline and died of old age, and a small number of people have crossed races to intermarry.
Today's supernatural people, most of them are mixed blood of other races, there is a little foreign bloodline, the foreign bloodline is strong, the ability is strong, and after thousands of years, the bloodline is gradually thinning, and there are fewer and fewer supernatural people.
Because of the extinction of the alien fire race, I have never seen a fire-type ability in the past thousand years.
"If she's a fire-dweller, your mist won't extinguish her fire. Sheng Jing said lightly, "She has the blood of the Yu clan and can control open fire." ”
"Yes......" The black robe was in a cloud of black mist, his voice was hoarse and low, and he suddenly floated towards Jiang Xiaocha, and the grand scene teleported in front of the black shadow, throwing away the red umbrella with one hand, and with a wave of his right hand, a simple ancient sword came out of the sheath, and the cold light split the wind and snow.
Sheng Jing stood in front of Jiang Xiaocha with a strong body, "I'll say it again, away, away, away." ”
The black-robed man seemed to be afraid of this sword, and pushed it away in an instant.
"Nosy!" the black-robed man snorted coldly.
Sheng Jing said, "She's mine!"
"Hahahahahahaha...... Interesting, funny......" The black-robed man jumped downstairs, the laughter still stretched for ten miles, Sheng Jing withdrew the ancient sword, and knelt beside Jiang Xiaocha against the wind and snow, his fingertips hooked slightly, and the card on the ground The black-hearted queen slowly fell in his palm, turning into ashes in an instant.
He picked up Jiang Xiaocha horizontally and disappeared on the roof of the building in an instant.
Jiang Xiaocha had a dream.
I dreamed of a distant and magnificent palace, full of purple and blue irises, a young man in brocade was sitting cross-legged, reading a book, his face was like a crown of jade, gentle and soft, with a young and classical face, looking no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.
Jiang Xiaocha stood outside the long pavilion, looking at the young man, and secretly wondered in his heart, isn't this home?
A little fox jumped over and jumped on his desk, and the young man in brocade showed a soft smile, hugged the little fox, and gently put it in his arms and stroked it.
The little fox narrowed his eyes comfortably, and his little mouth bit the small accessory that fell from the boy's chest, and his head arched towards his chest.
Jiang Xiaocha, "This is definitely a female fox, or a color fox!"
As soon as she thought so, she noticed that the little fox stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the tip of the boy's nose.
The young Shengjing's eyes were gentle and shining, and he touched her head indulgently.
"Little tea, don't be naughty......"
Jiang Xiaocha felt that Tianling Gai was slapped by someone, and woke up instantly, "Ahh......hh
Depend on!
Nightmare!