A blood-red world, a whole huge blood-red world.

There was only a steady stream of blood-red, and there was nothing but blood-red airflow.

Suddenly.

A figure appeared out of thin air in this blood-red world, and when the figure raised its head, it was almost a copycat version of Zhang Xiaohao.

The figure stood in this blood-red world at a loss, walking towards the front.

Maybe he didn't know why he kept walking like this, as if something was waiting for him in front of him.

He kept telling himself that he couldn't fall!

Over time, one, two, five years......

In the snap of a finger, in the blood-red world, a hundred years have passed!

A hundred years is the vicissitudes of life, and under the erosion of the years, everything is corrupting.

The original handsome and handsome face, under the erosion of the years, was gray-haired, bent over, and walked towards the front with difficulty.

Everywhere he passed, red blood stains flowed from under the soles of his feet.

But as if he hadn't noticed, his brows didn't change in the slightest on his old face, and he didn't snort!

It was as if these red blood stains were not flowing from his feet, but a drop of sweat!

Suddenly.

In a blood-red world of unchanging, silent vicissitudes.

At this time, there were urgent calls, just like mothers who were guarding the front of the village and waiting for their children to come home.

The old figure who was originally walking with difficulty, with this faint figure coming, subconsciously stopped in the air with the footsteps that took out, and was stunned for several seconds before stepping down again.

The old figure continued to walk, and the eager call continued to call.

As the time passed, the call, which was still weak, gradually became larger......

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

At this time, every step taken by the old figure was so difficult! Every step required countless strengths! Every step took ten minutes, or even longer, to fall.

And that urgent call, after a year of transmission, gradually spread to every corner of the blood-red world.

It was like an echo, echoing back and forth throughout the blood-red world.

"What's wrong with you, brother, speak quickly! Don't scare the black dragon......

"Hmm, what a familiar voice!!" the old figure stepped forward, hesitated when he heard the figure, and then retracted it.

Turning around with difficulty, he lifted an old face covered with crow's feet and stared at the sky.

"Brother, who is calling Brother?Why has this sound lasted so long?Why do I think this sound is so familiar?" The old figure asked himself.

"Brother, sister-in-law is waiting for you at home!!" Suddenly, a more urgent call came.

As this voice sounded, it reverberated back and forth in the entire blood-red world, turning into echoes one after another, constantly echoing in the old figure's mind!!

Scenes from the past quickly appeared in the mind of the old figure.

In the depths of Shennong Mountain, the most mysterious mountain in China, a six-year-old boy, under the reprimand of an old man, posed as a horse step, and in accordance with the strict requirements of the old man, this set of magical horse steps was standardized.

Whenever the little boy is lazy, or almost unable to hold on.

A rattan stick was violently pumped on the little boy's body, and the hot pain passed into the little boy's heart, holding back the tears, but the little boy insisted on not letting the tears flow out.

Time flies, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The original little boy has also grown into a handsome young man, who was ordered by the old man to go down the mountain with the first task in his life and enter the rolling red dust......

As soon as the picture changed, six years have passed.

In the past six years, the handsome young man has completed many dangerous tasks, hovering between life and death.

In order to complete the task, sometimes, the handsome young man disguised himself as a shadow and hid on the beam of the house for three whole months, stunned and motionless......

The picture changed again.

The handsome young man put the six-course meal on the table.

The old man threw him a package, drove him away, and told him that as long as he completed this task, all the commissions for future tasks would be his.

With excitement, the handsome young man went down the mountain.

On the European continent, in the middle of an old castle.

The old ghost master, who was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground and cultivating, frowned, suddenly opened his eyes, pinched his fingers, and his face was gloomy and terrifying.

A terrifying momentum erupts from within.

Outside, in the face of this terrifying momentum, dark clouds overwhelmed the city in an instant, lightning and thunder, and the wind roared! A scene of the end of the world.

"No! I can't make a move! I can save him once, but I can't save him for the rest of my life! If you want to truly become a strong man beyond heaven and earth, you must rely on yourself! Xiaohao, you are in the body of the god of war, and the master believes in you, no matter what kind of difficulties you encounter, you can survive strongly!" the old ghost master muttered to himself.

A pair of sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the dark void and look directly at Zhang Xiaohao in the blood-colored world.

Immediately after, the screen jumps again.

Handsome guy, according to the content of the mission, enter the bustling metropolis.

Familiar faces appeared in his mind! It was like a movie.

When the last beautiful face appears, everything in heaven and earth seems to be completely frozen at this moment!!

Two red tears flowed from the eyes of the old figure.

"Husband, I'm waiting for you at home! If you don't come, I'm not old! If you don't come, I won't leave! If you don't come, I'll wait until the last breath is gone!" The lips of the beautiful figure opened slightly, as if to tell something.

Click!

The picture is shattered, and the beautiful figure dissipates.

"No!!" a hoarse roar suddenly erupted from the mouth of the old figure.

The entire blood-red world seemed to tremble violently as this voice sounded.

The monstrous battle intent erupted from the old figure, and rushed towards the sky in a steady stream.

The blood and tears scattered, the cloudy eyes, the essence flickered, and the pride appeared on the old figure again.

"I, yes, Zhang, Xiao, Hao! In this life, I have been disrespectful to heaven and disrespectful! I have a wife named Cheng Tianxue, and she is waiting for me at home! Even if you are this day, what can you do? You can't trap me!!" The old figure said solemnly word by word.

With the last sentence of "You can't trap me!", the voice fell, turning into waves of terrifying qi, with him as the center, sweeping towards the blood-red world.

(PS: This chapter was written for a whole day!Ask the alliance leader!Lao Huo believes that there will be an alliance leader today!!)

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