Dong Fu opened his eyes and saw a white rabbit in front of him, licking his face with its pink tongue.

Itchy.

As soon as the soft tongue left, the licked place was instantly chilled under the cold wind, but the tongue was connected again at this moment.

It seems that he noticed that Dong Fu woke up, and the rabbit made a slight grinding sound, Dong Fu had lived in the wild with his grandfather, and knew that this was a sign of the rabbit's excitement.

He scolded with a smile: "It's all you gluttonous rabbit, if you hadn't swallowed a silk snow essence, you would have been chased by wolves?"

Even if you didn't forget it, you just found us, but you were also clever just now, and you kept holding my shoulder.

Otherwise, you'll be wolf dung. ”

The rabbit stared at Dong Fu with red eyes, as if he didn't know what Dong Fu was talking about.

Dong Fu looked at the extremely innocent eyes, and lost his mind for a while.

That kind of look is not strange to me at all, I haven't seen you for almost five months, are you okay?

"That's right, you haven't opened your mind yet, and it's normal that you don't understand. Dong Fu laughed at himself, when did he become so sentimental.

He didn't dwell on the rabbit's sin anymore, and began to search for his memories.

The memory of before he fell into a coma actually exists, but at that time, even the bloody smell of wolf blood in his lungs was really red-eyed, and he couldn't stop at all.

In fact, you can't stop, and if you stop yourself, the wolves won't stop, I'm afraid that they will be torn apart on the spot.

I remember that Jiang Ji seemed to wail for no reason, and there was no follow-up, and there was no trace of her in her soul, and she never took the initiative to find herself.

She screamed so badly at the time, maybe she was already ......

This is very scary to think about it, with his own understanding of Jiang Ji, he was at least the emperor's cultivation during his lifetime, and according to her, he also has a mysterious father.

It seems to be called Dijun!

That Di Jun himself really has no impression, but he knows that in the ancient era, there was a golden crow ancient god called Di Jun, but Jiang Ji's father should not be him!

Although the ancient gods live the same life as this starry sky, you must know that since the beginning of the Middle Ages, all the ancient gods seem to have died violently overnight, and none of them have been spared.

This is also something that all the Protoss recognize.

This incident prompted the major gods to reshuffle the cards, and a certain woman of the Huaxu clan and the outcast of the Lei Ze clan also fell in love with each other during this turmoil, giving birth to the ancestor of Fuxi in later generations.

Of course, that's an afterthought.

But in the process of shuffling the cards of the various god clans, when the tribes that were originally guarded by the ancient gods were wiped out, they did not see their own ancient gods and ancestors to save them.

It also proves that consensus from the side.

Therefore, this emperor should not be the emperor of the other.

But since he can be the father of an emperor, he is definitely not simple, and it is very likely that he is a more powerful emperor than Jiang Ji.

And it wasn't that simple.

You must know that Jiang Ji's divine thoughts are at the emperor level, although they are extremely weak, but they are also at the real emperor level.

And if you want to deal with one emperor, unless it is another emperor, that means that there may be an emperor just now!

It shouldn't be, if it was the Yi family, they did it when they were in the Yi family, there is no reason to wait until now to do it.

But since Jiang Ji can avoid the Yi family's investigation, the Li family and the Ji family are not likely to find out about her existence, if so, who is that mysterious person?

There are still too many unknowns, but Dong Fu is used to it.

So he chose to put them down for the time being, which is what he always does.

I heard that Zhang Dai, the great Confucian of the human race, once wandered into the mortal world, treading the snow in the winter snow to find plum blossoms in order to seek a trace of heavenly opportunity, which is really Yaxing.

But Dong Fu is not an elegant person, he just glanced at the plum blossoms around him a few times and was no longer surprised.

He has seen a lot of flowers and plants, not to mention the red plum blossoms here, even the white plum blossoms he has seen, but it is rare to mix pine bamboo and plum trees.

You must know that each tree has different habits, just like everyone's taste is different, maybe you like spicy food, and he never touches meat.

He didn't know anything else, but there were usually no other trees around the bamboo.

So there's quirkiness here.

Dong Fu sat up from the ground, and the snow rabbit jumped into Dong Fu's arms from a "rabbit hug" on the ground.

He's still more afraid of the cold......

No, Snow Rabbit?

By the way, the three friends of Sui Han are demon cultivators, so it is not so strange that the three of them become forests, and the methods of cultivators are strange, and Dong Fu thinks that he will never be able to recognize them all in his life.

But why didn't they attack themselves?

You know, shemales have different paths.

When the two meet, especially at the lower level, the two sides will inevitably fight to the death.

The body of the human race is red, and the body of the demon clan is a good spiritual material, and it is worth a lot of money whether it is used for oneself or sold.

And the body of the human race is also a good blood food in the eyes of the demon race, according to them:

"The meat is very crispy, but there is less meat, and it is not enough to stuff the teeth. ”

In addition, the productivity of the demon clan is low.

What magic weapon is compiled depends on the exit of the human race, and killing people and grabbing treasures will undoubtedly come faster.

This is destined to be incompatible between the two races, but the helpless thing is that the two races have to unite to fight against the Protoss, who makes the strength of others greater than the sum of their own.

But this is not the reason why the three friends of the old cold did not harm themselves just now!

You must know that they are not enlightened, and they will not resist blood food at all.

This snow hare is a little better, they eat grass, and I just saved it, as a rabbit that seems to have a conscience, it is normal to feel grateful.

Dong Fu walked in one direction, in fact, the surroundings are no different from the desert, they are all sand or bamboos that cannot be seen at a glance.

It's just that Dong Fu has a feeling in his heart that he wants to go in this direction.

So he followed his heart, and he always did.

Jiang Ji is just a reference every time.

Now that I think about it carefully, Jiang Ji's absence is actually a good thing.

Things that don't belong to you will eventually be lost, Jiang Ji has her own abacus, and she may not be able to fight her as an old crow.

But he lost a free treasure trove, but despite this, Dong Fu did not regret it.

The daughter is scattered and comes back, how can a mere Jiang Ji who harbors evil intentions make him worry.

All the way.

The thick branches automatically divide into a path, and some even carry several strings of plum blossoms that they want to share with themselves.

Dong Fu was speechless, is this a welcome in the middle of the road?

The forest is near the water source, and in front of it is a water lake.

The rime is thick, the sky and the clouds and the mountains and the water, up and down are white.

The water is clear and there are no fish, the lake is blue, you can see the blue ice on the lake wall, and you can see the bottom of the lake at a glance.

There is only one old man in the lake, and he is holding the fire of the cloth and the stove, rowing a flat boat in the middle of the lake to fish.

No fish, no hook, heart down.

The back Dong Fu is very familiar, even more familiar than Yi Yao.

Isn't this person the grandfather I haven't seen for more than a year!

The old man turned around, and he went directly to Dong Fu without even tearing the space.

It is still a thin face, with the vicissitudes of life for a long time, and the wrinkles are layer by layer, like the bark of an old tree.

But in Dong Fu's eyes, it is so kind, because this is his only relative, his grandfather.

"Grandpa!"

Dong Fu threw himself into the old man's arms all of a sudden, at this moment Dong Fu was not an immortal in the eyes of mortals, and Donghuang Yan was not an emperor, the two were just a pair of ordinary grandchildren.

Dong Huangyan touched Dong Fu's head:

"Fu'er, I'm sorry for you!

Sending you to the Yi family is a last resort, how does grandpa want to separate from you!"

Dong Fu choked up and said, "Is it for the family?"

Dong Huangyan's face was complicated and he didn't answer this question, family righteousness and personal affection were very conflicting at this time.

It was very difficult for him to say what choice he had made.

"Maybe you'll understand later, now you just need to know that what I'm doing is a last resort, and it's also a last resort.

Cultivate well, and you will understand grandpa's hard work. ”

Dong Fu also fell silent, cultivation?

He didn't know what the purpose of his cultivation was at all now.

Family?

But the family wanted to take away my grandfather, or my father and mother, whom I had never met.

Is it a loved one?

But his only relative now, his grandfather, is willing to leave himself for the sake of the family.

Once again, he thought of the woman in the moonlight, resting quietly on his shoulder.

Perhaps, only you will not change!

You will always be my beloved sister, and I will always be your little fu.

In fact, Dong Fu basically has no desires and desires in cultivation.

The beginning of the previous cultivation was the Yi family's duck on the shelf, and later it was to no longer let his life be in the hands of others, and after he arrived at the monastery, it was to make a promise to Yi Yao.

But none of them are really hard to remember, like a whim, and they fade as easily as a tide.

He is now confronting the problem head-on once again.

What is the purpose of self-cultivation? He just couldn't figure it out.

"Grandpa, what is cultivation for?"

The old man was silent again, and it took a long time before he spoke:

"I can't answer your question!

But I don't think anyone can answer this question for you, because you are the only one who can answer it. ”

Dong Fu was gloomy, himself!

At this moment, he seemed to have lost all his strength, and his eyelids seemed to grow heavier.

The breathing gradually evened out, the eyes were completely closed, and it was clear that he was asleep.

A bloody figure appeared from the wide sleeve of the Eastern Emperor Yan.

"Why, I don't want to let your grandson go."

The blood figure is naturally the ancestor Fuxi, and the plan began with him, but after many generations of Donghuang clan's contributions, everything is no longer within his control.

He is also being pushed by the plan now, and he can't stop a single step.

It's a big gamble.

Some people have already grasped a clue and know the existence of their own gang, and have been chasing and killing people on their side.

But no matter how dark he is, even if the other party has paid a huge price, he has not completely eliminated his own power, after all, he can dominate the Middle Ages, and he is not a vegetarian.

But their own side is not completely safe, their own enemies are much stronger than their own, and they did not dare to face it easily even when they were at their peak, and they could only be constantly calculated by them until they wiped out.

But the ancestor Fuxi finally ushered in the prophesied Son of Destiny at this special moment.

This gave him some hope.

He couldn't help but sigh that there was really a trace of life left in the realm of mortality, and there was really nothing wrong with tens of millions of years of hard work.

"Since I was born in the Eastern Royalty, I have to take on this responsibility, both for the sake of my family and my son. ”

Dong Huangyan picked up his grandson in his arms, wiped away the tears on Dong Fu's face with his withered hands, and resolutely walked into the ice lake.

The glacial lake is so clear that you can see the bottom at a glance.

But as soon as Donghuang Yan walked into the lake, he disappeared, and even the breath in the air seemed to disappear.

It's that dream again, this is the third time Dong Fu has seen that ancestor Fuxi, and this Cheng Fuxi has spoken again.

"You're finally here. ”

Dong Fu woke up, Fu Xi's words were completely unanswered, and it seemed that the only purpose of this meeting was to say a word to himself, just like last time.