The gas is like a spring, the force is like an eruption, and the true yuan is like a flood breaking through the embankment, endlessly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yiyuan felt that the negative emotions suppressed in his heart were finally uncontrollable, and a stream of blood rushed to his head, killing, hideous, and desperate, like a group of demons dancing in his heart, and the only remaining reason also dissipated.

At this moment, Yiyuan's eyes were as bloodstained as blood, bloody and terrifying, without a trace of human breath.

The wind and snow stopped, and everything around them was quiet, but the two lone wolves looked uneasy and frightened, and they smelled a strong killing intent diffusing around them.

The wolf king's forelimbs swayed, his body shook, and Yiyuan's punch had seriously injured the wolf king's head, and his whole body was muddy, but the uneasiness and fear in his heart became more and more intense.

Swinging his head, the wolf queen kicked the ground with his hind limbs, and pounced fiercely at Yiyuan, because it felt that the aura on its prey was more dangerous.

Ethereal, involuntarily self-conscious, is what one yuan really feels now, as if he is a imprisoned soul, and every part of his body is not under his control.

Streams of white heat emanated from his body, and every pore of his body was expanding, and Zhenyuan overflowed from it, forming a small but powerful storm, and the dirty old clothes were instantly propped up, and the ice wolf that bit Yiyuan's back suddenly felt an irresistible force, slapping towards him like a huge wave.

'Boom', it was smashed far away on the snow, and the ice wolf in the pit never moved again.

One Yuan felt unprecedentedly happy, the body was like a volcanic eruption, endless power accumulated in the body, hot, unprecedented heat, the whole person seemed to stay in the fire.

In a moment, the wolf king's attack also arrived, and the bloody mouth brought a smoky stench, and the sharp teeth of the faint cold light seemed to announce the arrival of death.

One Yuan's blood-red eyes skimmed, and he punched at the Wolf King, and the crimson vitality wrapped the fist intent, which was an infinite flame.

The two intersected, and the iron-like wolf's head was shattered like tofu, and the wolf's blood gushed out, splashing on Yiyuan's little face and clothes.

Like a thin spring rain poured on the fire of the grassland, hissing softly, the instinct of the one-yuan body was unprecedentedly happy, and he liked the feeling of wolf blood bathing his body, and the heat in his body seemed to be a little less.

But the deepest soul in Yiyuan's heart hated the feeling of killing and blood, he didn't like it and didn't believe it, was that himself? Is that still a kind Yuan?

But he can't control his body, he can't control his bloodthirsty and ruthless impulses, maybe this is what Master said before!

Kicking away the wolf king who couldn't die anymore, the flames that scorched his body and soul made Yiyuan miserable, and it was useless to tear off the clothes on his chest and lie on the cold snow.

Get up from the snow and run wildly in the snow, only then will you feel better!

There are no stars tonight, there is a moon tonight, in the silent and gloomy vast snow forest, on the cold and windy earth, a lonely figure runs wildly, its form is gone, its trace is gone.

It was another snowy morning, the sky was cloudy, and in addition to the pure white, that is, the dazzling light that greeted the eyes, like the countless edges and corners of the ice surface after it was broken, growing colorful and dazzling elves.

This place is called Thirteen Households Fort, which was originally just a small hill pass, and later thirteen families took refuge here, and their ancestors multiplied and settled here.

Most of the houses in the village are low-rise, with snow-covered roofs and surrounding areas, which look like a mountain col from a distance.

In a more exquisite wooden house, there is a wonderful woman standing by the window, in the white fox fur bib, a white face like jade, a slightly frowning brow with a touch of sorrow, eyes like the vicissitudes of time, looking at the boundless snow world.

There were a few footsteps, and a little girl with a red face jumped into the house, as if she was hiding something good and wanted to share it in a hurry.

Before the little girl could speak, a simplely dressed woman hurriedly walked in, first greeted the woman at the window, then lifted the cuffs, and stepped forward to catch the little girl, and scolded: "Stinky girl, I burned my heart early in the morning, and I came to disturb the peace of the little ancestor." ”

The little girl was accustomed to this, and she was prepared to hide behind the woman, hugging her waist, sticking out her little head, like a woman sticking out her little tongue, and her brows were proud!

The woman's heart was a little angry, and she secretly thought that you stinky girl had turned the sky upside down, and dared to do this to your mother.

The woman looked at the villain behind her, smiled helplessly, and said, "His daughter-in-law, it's okay, you can spare Ping'er!"

"Yes, yes, yes, mother, the little ancestor doesn't blame me, you can spare me!" the little girl begged impatiently, "Besides, I'm here to tell the little ancestor some interesting things in the village." ”

The woman glared at the little girl fiercely, and then looked at the woman in front of her, and secretly said in her heart that the little ancestor was really getting more and more beautiful, like a fairy in the sky, but thinking of her experience, she couldn't help but sigh a few times in her heart, and then secretly scolded those men for being blind.

Speaking of this little ancestor, it is really a legend, six hundred years ago here of the thirteen households, there is a family surnamed Qin, that is, the tenth ancestor of the woman's husband, just lived here not long, his wife is pregnant, it is said that three or four boys were born before, so it is not a matter, October pregnancy did not happen anything special, but when she was about to give birth, the sky that was originally scorching under the sun, suddenly became dark, like ink penetrating the sky, the earth was silent, as if there was no breath of life, people could not see their fingers, their hearts were panicked, as if they had come to a dark hell, waiting for the final death to come。

But after a while, with the sound of the baby, all the visions were gone, and the sun in the sky was still radiating heat wantonly, and what had happened before was a trance dream, which came and went, and remained the same feeling of silence in the heart.

The strange thing did not disappear with the birth of the child, and after a long time, the parents suddenly found that the child was a little weird, why didn't it last long? One year, two years, ten years, the child is still as if it was just born. Why doesn't the child grow up, and does time forget her? Strange things beyond people's imagination are always frightening, and her parents have no bottom in their hearts, especially in the face of those gossips, and the anxiety is even stronger in their hearts, but the child is the meat of the parents' hearts! When someone came to the door and told them that the child was a sin and should be thrown away, the mother refused to let her go, picked up the hunting knife at home, and chased the man around the village for a while. The people in the ice and snow are all tough, and the mother's fierce strength is frightening, and no one dares to say anything to her daughter since then, not to mention that the baby girl is no different from other children except that she is not long, and there is nothing ominous happening.

As the days passed, the parents were getting older day by day, and the mother named the child Qin Shu'er, hoping that she would grow up quickly. It wasn't until the end that the family found out that the child was growing, but it was very slow, and others had to pass a lifetime, and she was only one year older!

That day, when the white-haired mother was dying, she looked at her daughter's dark and shining eyes in the cradle, tears slid down her wrinkled cheeks, and sighed softly: "Son, my mother hasn't heard you call my mother yet, this heart is unwilling!"

Her parents left with regret, and when her youngest brother died, she was able to babble some words, and with the reincarnation of life from generation to generation, she grew up and began to understand the difference between herself and everyone, and time brought her countless troubles and loneliness.

Her fifth nephew once invited a master from outside to check on her physical condition, and the master said that she did not have unique talents and qualifications, but that time passed slowly in her body, and he could not understand the specific reason, but could only say that it was a miracle of life.

Time flies by, more than 500 years have passed, Qin Shu'er has also become a beautiful and moving big girl, but she also has the trouble of growing up, and the brothers of the same generation as the woman's father-in-law are about to die, this little ancestor is worried about marrying! No one dares to marry! To marry a woman who is several lifetimes older than herself, it is really a lot of pressure!

In this way, Qin Shu'er's ninth and tenth grandsons have been busy for most of their lives, and they have not found a wishful husband for her.

The brothers of the woman's father-in-law were all discouraged, feeling that they had not taken good care of the little ancestors, and they had no face to go down to see the ancestors.

In fact, Qin Shu'er was also very uncomfortable and sad in her heart, for a long time, since she began to be sensible, she watched her juniors die again and again, and watched the kind juniors around her leave, so it was not torture again and again!

Every time she cried alone at night, every day she forced herself to be happy, she didn't want to make others sad because she was sad, she envied every woman in the village, she could cry or be happy in the arms of men, but she knew that for her, this was a luxury, no one would marry a wife who was hundreds of years older than him! Every time she secretly saw that her relatives were rejected, she could only despair in crying.

Qin Shu'er saw the woman staring at them, thinking that the woman was going to blame the little girl, so she pulled the girl who was making trouble behind her back in her arms, and begged a little: "His daughter-in-law, please don't beat Ping'er!"

The stunned woman came back to her senses and hurriedly said, "Don't dare, little ancestor, don't say that." ”

looked at the little girl again and said, "Hmph, the stinky girl is not allowed to do this next time." ”

The little girl in Qin Shu'er's arms nodded hurriedly, secretly glad that she had escaped the beating.

Qin Shu'er stroked Ping'er's hair in her arms dotingly, she liked this warm feeling very much in her heart, and said, "Ping'er, what news do you have to tell me!"

Ping'er slapped her forehead and shouted loudly: "Little ancestor, I almost forgot, there is a strange person under the big pear tree at the head of the village, who lay in the ice and snow all night last night, I heard that it was a little beggar, and the village chief and Uncle Hu have gone over to check." ”

"Alas, how cold is that, save him!" Qin Shu'er said softly with pity in her eyes.