In Donghua City, in the City Lord's Mansion, City Lord Gu Qing sat in front of the tea table in the study. His eyes narrowed slightly, his left hand caressed the teacup, his right hand was placed on the desk, and his two fingers tapped the desk from time to time.

He Chen, the commander of the city guard, knelt in front of the desk, sweating in front of his forehead.

"Oh, you mean, there is no trace of the eldest lady of the Tang family so far?"

"The subordinates are guilty, and the subordinates have sent people to search for thousands of miles around Donghua City, but there is still no news. ”

"Since the day the Tang family was wiped out, the eldest lady of the Tang family seemed to disappear out of thin air. He Chen replied in fear.

"Smack!"

The teacup in Gu Qing's hand shattered in response.

"Rubbish!"

"Not a single ant can do anything, a bunch of waste. Gu Qing waved his hand and threw He Chen out of the study, and then closed the door of the study.

"Find someone and bring back what I want!"

After a long time, no sound came from the study.

He Chen patted the dust on his body, took a deep breath, turned around and hurriedly left the mansion.

"Mole ants!"

In the Demon Abyss Valley, the old man threw Xia Da on a stone platform, and then disappeared into a cave by the stone platform, leaving only the word "ants!" echoing in Xia Da's ears.

Xia Da straightened his bloodstained robe, and saw that this stone platform was ten zhang square, but it was located on a cliff of hundreds of zhang.

Is this old ghost's lair so dangerous, and all the masters are so arrogant?

"Seniors! seniors!"

Shada looked at the entrance of the cave and shouted.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Twice, but there was no response.

Xia Da cautiously approached the edge of the cave, leaned on the stone wall with both hands, poked out half of his face, looked at the deep cave and continued to shout:

"Seniors, juniors, there is one thing that has not yet been said..."

Before he could finish speaking, a strong gust of wind rushed out of the cave.

"Say!"

"Senior, look outside this cave, the mountain wind is howling, and the cliffs are high and dangerous..."

"Less nonsense, what hasn't been said yet?" the old man glared at Xia Da angrily and shouted loudly.

"The juniors just think that the outside of this cave is too steep, the juniors are like mortals, if there is a mistake, won't it miss the seniors' plan!"

"What's the plan?"

The old man wondered.

This master's brain doesn't seem to be very bright! Xia Da thought to himself, could it be that he has been trapped here for thousands of years?

Just as he was thinking about it, the old man continued to ask, "What is the big plan?" You are like an ant in the eyes of the deity, how can the deity care about the death or life of the ant?"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Xia Da hurriedly bent down and replied respectfully to the old man. I was very depressed in my heart, this old guy is really not bright, this capriciousness, my little life is a little difficult to protect. After thinking about it, he continued:

"The seniors are right, the younger generation is an ant, the younger generation just misspoken, but the younger generation looks up to the seniors ......"

"Shut up! Wait for the ants, the deity still disdains to have any big plans with them. Before Xia Da could finish speaking, the old man disappeared into the stone platform again, and there were still a few coughs in the cave......

"Whew..."

The illness is not light, Xia Da breathed a long sigh of relief.

But suddenly, the old man's voice came from the cave again:

"When the deity suppresses the poison in the body, you have to wait for Hugh!"

Well, don't make a mistake. Xia Da also turned around and stood on the edge of the stone platform, his face gloomy, looking at the Demon Abyss Valley in front of him, his heart like sinking lead.

"Ants, ants..."

Xia Da muttered in his mouth, but his eyes gradually became full of determination. Looking back on his 18 years of life, since he can remember, he has always been careful and vigilant, just to save the life of this ant.

Xia Da has complained about heaven and earth, hated the world, but the more difficult he lived, the more determined he became, he wanted to fight with this heaven and earth, and fight with the suffering of this world. The lonely and lonely wandering of the worldly wells honed his idea of life as hard as a rock, and the instinct to survive made him give up everything except flesh and skin, but Xia Da never forgot, did not forget to strengthen himself, and used all means to strengthen himself.

He was on the side of the street that the old housekeeper of the Tang family passed by every day, and he almost froze to death. He knelt down and begged Tang Hua, the head of the guard, to accept him as an apprentice and go to Xiuzhen. Looking for every opportunity to get close to the eldest lady of the Tang family, of course, this is indeed the first thing to love.

Xia Da slowly took out a blood-like jade ring from his chest, and looked at the only word "Xia" on the ring, which was Xia Da's only clue to his life experience. He never showed it to others, only in the most difficult times, he took it out for comfort, he believed that he would be able to find the family who left him the ring in the future, he just wanted to ask:

"Why?"

Even if there is no why.

The whistling mountain wind swept by, Xia Da put away the ring, sat down cross-legged, and practiced the exercises taught by Master Tang Hua. Although it is just an ordinary human-level exercise, Xia Da of Weimo has always been a treasure, and he has not slackened off at all after several years of diligent cultivation.

Time passes slowly...

"Well, the soil is a mountain, and the water is a sea. ”

"Although there is the meaning of hanging beams, but there is no talent! It's a pity, it's a pity..."

I don't know how long it took, and there was no time for cultivation, and an elegant old man suddenly sighed behind Xia Da. The old ghost came, Xia Da put away his breath, turned around and bowed his head to the old man and said:

"Senior Miao praised!"

After that, he raised his head, only to find that the old man at this time seemed to be a different person, without the dirt and tyranny. The old man standing at the entrance of the cave, his gray hair has been combed into a bun, although his face is clear, but a few strands of long beard are flowing, like fairy wind bones.

"Come here, go in with the deity. ”

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