Along the way, the little girl quietly followed behind Ye Fan, her body was covered with small wounds, and blood was oozing, but she never said a word.

I don't know how far I walked, Ye Fan stopped, turned his head slightly, looked down at the little girl, said that he was holding a silk scarf and handed it over.

The little girl was stunned and hurriedly retreated, looking a little afraid.

Ye Fan slowly squatted down and said with a gentle smile, "Come, I'll wipe your face, no one likes dirty girls." ”

The little girl still didn't speak, and took the initiative to step forward, Ye Fan carefully wiped his face, and escaped from nowhere without a lot of cloth strips, and bandaged his wounds.

After doing all this, Ye Fan slowly got up, rubbed the little girl's head, and said with satisfaction, "Okay!

As soon as Ye Fan turned around, the little girl immediately patted her hair with her right hand, frowning, obviously displeased.

Ye Fan walked forward slowly, and asked casually, "Why do they want to bully you? You are also a cultivator of the humanoid fox clan, if according to the rules of your clan, you should have a very high backup, how can you be bullied by a few stinky foxes? If it is according to age, you are probably hundreds of years older than them, and it is indeed not like a junior to bully an elder." ”

Ye Fan didn't know that the little girl behind him just looked lost and gloomy, and didn't pay any attention to him.

Ye Fan asked again, "Where are your parents? I'll send you to them." ”

The little girl remained silent.

Ye Fan turned around and squatted down, looked at him curiously, and said in confusion, "You shouldn't be dumb, right? Oh my God, what am I doing with this nosy? Now it's okay, bring a big oil bottle." ”

The little girl also looked at this person curiously, and whispered, "They bullied me because my father was a human race, and they said that I was a little mongrel and didn't let me stay in the fox tribe." My name is Su Tutu, and my parents are dead. Also, I'm not an oil bottle. ”

Ye Fan saw her expressionless face and a series of answers, and said with a slight surprise, "You can speak." ”

The little girl's eyes widened, tilted her head and looked at him curiously, and whispered, "You are so strange, when did I say that I couldn't speak?"

The little girl continued, "I know a lot of things, I can do laundry, cooking, tea, and water, so I'm not a drag bottle." You take me, and I won't trouble you. ”

Ye Fan was a little dazed by her five- or six-year-old appearance and mature language, and said helplessly, "Okay, take you, I don't need laundry, cooking, tea, and water, I just want you to be obedient and don't make trouble for me." ”

The little girl's eyes were so big and round that she nodded affirmatively.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand to hug her, and she called hard, "Don't touch me, don't touch me." ”

Ye Fan hugged him on his shoulder, saw him struggling constantly, and pretended to be angry and said, "With your walking speed, when will we be able to get out of this wasteland, I still have important things to do, if you make trouble again, I will really leave you here." ”

The little girl immediately stopped struggling and said, "I'm not as old as you say, I was born in human form, much younger than those old scum foxes, how old are you?"

Ye Fan walked forward, but the speed was as fast as a gust of wind, and the little girl was a little out of breath.

"Me?" Ye Fan thought for a moment, "It's about two hundred years old!"

The little girl also thought about it, and finally spit out two words in her mouth, "Little hairy child." ”

A few months later, outside the Ghost Gate, it seemed that the smoke of the war a year ago had not yet dissipated, the smell was steaming, countless crows hovered in the air, hoarse and exhausted, the white bones were burdened all around, and the swords were everywhere, and the cold light of the past had long been lost.

Since the battle outside the Ghost Gate, the human race has lost ten battles, killed and injured more than 300,000 people, and finally defeated, as if it was in the hands of the enemy, no one dares to set foot in this place anymore.

It is said that the war was so tragic at that time, the 300,000 army led by Xingxi, the famous god of the human race in the world, fought with the enemy for more than a year by virtue of natural dangers.

At this time, how tragic was the battle? One by one, the seriously wounded, but the people crawled out of the pile of dead and fought desperately, and one by one, they were close to breathing, but they still looked ahead, standing firmly, and one by one they threw their heads and spilled blood, but they did not even say a word to the shroud of horse leather. But when they died, none of them carried fear, and none of them carried despair. When they died, they still shouted hoarse slogans - swore to protect the human race and defend the earth, rivers and mountains.

Because they are warriors, they are not afraid of life and death, and they all have a firm belief - to protect the human race to the death.

In those ten battles, the human race was all defeated. But he never took a step back. When the battle reached the last person, the Terran fighting god Xingxi raised his knife and held the position alone for ten days, wanting to fight to the death, but in the end, he was crawled out of a pool of blood by a group of soldiers, and was persuaded to break through, and finally did not obey, was knocked out by a sneak attack, and fled all night and sky, when he arrived in Tiandu, the people greeted him in the middle of the road, but no one thought that the seriously injured soldiers, when they were one step away from Tiandu, all of them went down to the body of the great shore, they all knelt on the ground with a smile, and they all looked at the day when they were about to wake up. The god of war.

And at this moment, the ghost gate that has long been uninhabited has been closed, but such two people are slowly ushered in, a man with scholarly temperament, Ye Fan, followed by a round little girl Su Tutu.

Without waiting for the man to speak, the little girl found a random place and hid.

Subsequently, the patriarch of the dragon clan, the demon lord of the demon clan and the fox fairy of the fox clan felt one after another that the girl who came was because of a white scarf on the top of her head and a big knife on her back, she was the human race fighting god Xingxi, with two iconic buckteeth, slightly dark cheeks, slender figure, and not good-looking as a woman, but he was the hope of the entire human race, and there was almost no one in the entire human race who did not know her.

When Ye Fan saw her, he took the lead in walking towards her, hurriedly knelt on the ground, and saluted respectfully.

Xingxi was not surprised, she secretly glanced at him, motioned for him to get up, and said flatly, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Ye Fan bowed his head and said respectfully, "I know that Xingxi seniors will not make a move." If the seniors do it, plus the three outside, he really has no chance of winning at all. Presumably the predecessors also know, of course, the human race is no longer as strong as it used to be, and it has to resist foreign races, and it has to suppress the Nian clan, which has long been unable to take care of both the beginning and the end. How about asking the seniors to let go of their old grudges first, and then make plans after they are exterminated?"

Xingxi looked around, pointed everywhere, and roared, "Look around here, where is it? There is no blood of my soldiers. If you want me to put aside my hatred and resist the Nian clan, you should first ask if they will agree to my 300,000 dead soldiers? As a human race, you have a tall and strong cultivation, but you are bent on fighting, are you worthy of the people of the world?"

Ye Fan was stunned, but still said respectfully, "When the Nian clan is exterminated, it is not too late to investigate these again." In case the Nian clan invades, it will really be a catastrophe in heaven and earth, presumably the predecessors of Ming Dade and Yun Dacai will not fail to understand this truth. ”

Xingxi sneered slightly and asked, "Can you really win those three?" as long as they stop fighting first, I won't take advantage of the victory to pursue." I got up today, I thought that these three clans would win, since you are willing to carry the banner, I will let it be given to you, right? Remember not to die, you are weak to death, and I will never let the three fighting gods go back alive. ”

Ye Fan saluted respectfully again, hurriedly thanked him, and walked towards the other three.

And the other three fighting gods, all eyes at this moment fell on Xingxi, with the strength of one person, they were enough to resist their 200,000 army for more than ten days, such gods, they had to guard.

The patriarch of the dragon clan took the lead and said, "Boy, you are really good, saying that you are fighting the four clans fighting gods alone, in my opinion, it is you and that monster, fight the three of us." In this way, if we are killed by luck, we will be defeated without a fight. That's a good idea. But I have already ordered that if I can't go back in three days, the coalition will launch a general attack, and then how will you have the strength to resist?"

Ye Fan saluted and said, "You guys are too worried, Senior Xingxi will definitely not help me, and he will not make a move on me, so it doesn't seem to violate the war book I ordered." Besides, you must have planned before you came. Without further ado, let's stop talking so fast and get started!"

In this battle, the three clans of the fighting gods came up together and Yu Ye Fan probably shot, a total of 12,600 moves, which lasted for two days and two nights, these two days and two nights, the wind was constant, the light was shining, the dust was flying, the cliff collapsed, and the earth was cracked.

In the end, Ye Fan was seriously injured, but he was always invincible, and the fighting gods of the three clans were impressed and became brothers on the spot.

After the three clans were convinced, Xingxi slowly moved forward, drew his sword and waved, the light was awe-inspiring, the sword light and sword shadow flickered, and countless thousands of coercive pressures came out in unison.

Seeing this, Ye Fan used all his strength to resist desperately, his whole body was full of momentum, and the invisible air formed barriers, desperately resisting countless swords and sword shadows, and Wei Ya was endless.

With just this one, Ye Fan was knocked off the cliff and hit with blood, but he still stood tall.

Xingxi put away the knife, turned to leave, and said loudly, "You have to bear the burden of the common people in this world, right?"

The three clans of the fighting gods all looked at the back of Xingxi's disappearance, and their hearts were terrified, such monsters, they can really compare.

Ye Fan smiled on the spot, looked into the distance, knelt respectfully and kowtowed, looked at the starry sky, broke through the realm and transformed the void, and became a generation of gods.

Since then, the Demon Race, the Dragon Clan, and the Fox Clan have retreated at the same time, and other races have also taken advantage of the trend and retreated one after another.

Since then, Xingxi's reputation has become even more famous, and the story of turning her own cultivation into a sword intent and helping Ye Fan break the mirror has spread in all directions, and Ye Fan has since entered their field of vision.

Three years later, the racial alliance founded Tianzong, and jointly promoted Ye Fan as the commander, jointly resisted the Nian clan, and sent troops to the four gods. But for some reason, under that extremely difficult situation, Shen Tu Yanqi, the commander of the Southwest Shenguan, who was known as the iron-blooded guard, also retreated in defeat after defeat as a last resort

The Commander of the Northwest Hanging Pass did not take a step back, but advanced hundreds of miles. However, in the good situation of the all-out counterattack of the races, it was defeated by the Nian clan and retreated three thousand miles, and since then it has been notorious.

Fifteen years later, the Nian clan was trapped on the shore of the East China Sea, and all the clans gathered millions of forces to build a solid barrier, containing nine hundred and eighty-one unfathomable formations, so that the Nian clan leader was trapped here and could not get out.