"Xiliang, hurry up, girls are going faster than you!" Seeing that Xiliang at the end of the team hadn't followed for a long time, Xicheng turned around and shouted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Come on, come on, I just knocked my knee down." Xiliang limped up, and his right pants were torn.

"It's all bleeding! Are you alright? Xi Ling walked over to Xi Liang, squatted down and looked at Xi Liang's wounds.

"It's fine, it doesn't hurt at all." Xiliang felt a little cold on his forehead, and hurriedly wiped it away.

"It's coming soon, bear with me." Xicheng continued to walk forward, deliberately slowing his pace.

About 30 minutes later, the eight children arrived in front of an old house.

The old house has been abandoned for a long time, and I don't know who built it here. The walls are covered with vines, the glass is broken, the gate is ajar, the people in the village are too gloomy, no one stays here, the children found it yesterday, it's like they have discovered a new world, they are not afraid.

"It's here! Go on a treasure hunt! Xijiang was the first to push open the door and walked in, and the sunlight instantly drove away the darkness in the room. The children ran in and rummaged through the cabinets.

Entering the house is a large mural, painted in the middle hall, in the painting the person wears a hair crown, the waist is tied with a jade belt, holding a sword to stand in the wind, and the clothes are fluttering. The handle of the sword is painted with moire, and the sword body is unpretentious, with a few lines of scribbled small characters next to it.

The lobby was empty, and some useful tables, chairs, and utensils had been removed from the village name, leaving only a black stone desk and a painting that could not be removed.

Yesterday, Xi Liang was attracted by this painting, but he was dragged to the room by Xi Ming, and today he felt that the sword in the painting was very realistic, so realistic that he wanted to touch it with his hand.

Xi Liang climbed onto the desk, the sword was about the same length as him, he touched it without protrusions, it was indeed a painting, and he exhaled and prepared to come down. The blood from his knee accidentally touched the sword, and who knew that the small red spot was absorbed by the sword body and disappeared!

Suddenly, the old house began to tremble, Xi Liang was sucked into the painting, and the old house disappeared, leaving only 7 children in various poses and a shattered teleportation array in place.

"The old house flew away!" Siming shouted.

"Xiliang is gone!" Siling shouted in a louder decibel voice.

"The old house must have been recruited by the immortals, well, Xiliang may have a leg ache and went back first." Xicheng was originally kneeling in the place to look for something, he stood up and patted his knee and said.

"Let's go back to the village chief's grandfather, he must know where the old house has gone, and what this round pile of stones is." Nishiki walked in the direction of the village, "And maybe Xiliang is waiting for us to go back at the entrance of the village." ”

It only took more than ten minutes for the eight children to run back to the village, and Xiliang was not at the entrance of the village. They told the village chief about the pile of stones, and the village chief decided to take a look. Said that this was an ancient teleportation array, and the old house had indeed flown away, and he didn't know where it went.

The villagers who took the furniture of the old house put their things back in their places one after another, and also placed tributes for fear of being blamed by the gods. And Xiliang's parents didn't wait for Xiliang to come home at night. asked a few children and said that they didn't know where Xiliang went. After searching for countless days and nights, I didn't find Xiliang who seemed to have evaporated from the world. They also suspected that Xi Liang had entered the teleportation array, but the teleportation array had run out of energy and shattered that day, and no one could repair it.

Many years later, the children may have forgotten this childhood playmate, and Xiliang's parents can only meet this lost child in a dream and shed complicated tears.

That day, Xiliang was sucked into the painting, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, only to feel a headache cracked, fainted, and the old house turned into a pure black ring, which was placed on his left index finger.

When I woke up, it was almost dusk, and Xiliang was lying on a bush, surrounded by birds and flowers. Slowly opening his eyes and seeing the completely unfamiliar environment around him, Xiliang's brain was a little short circuited for a while.

After sitting for a while, Xiliang suddenly stood up and shouted around:

"Dad, Mom, Xicheng, Ximing, where are you?"

The sound hit the valley wall and merged into a bunch towards the valley, startling a large number of birds, and some beasts also raised their ears in alarm.

"Hey, do you hear people?" A man was carefully digging the elixir root with a jade hoe, and asked the woman next to him who was also digging the medicine.

"I heard it, in the barren mountains and mountains, there must be a master who is breaking through." The woman looked like she was sixteen or seventeen years old, continued to shave the medicine, and said listlessly.

"Shall we go and see?"

"You're looking for death, disturbing his breakthrough, you'll kill us." The woman glared at the man.

"But I think I heard him shouting for help." The man looked up and listened intently.

"Then let's go and see." After speaking, the woman put away the jade hoe and rushed towards Xiliang's position, without touching the ground. The man followed suit.

Xi Liang had been forced into a dead end by a little leopard at this moment, his chest and arms were scratched, and blood stained a large piece of his clothes.

"Help! Help me! Xi Liang retreated step by step with tears in his eyes, and saw that he was about to retreat to the mountain wall, and the bloodthirsty light in the eyes of the little leopard followed step by step. If it weren't for its natural penchant for playing with its prey, Xiliang would have been a corpse a long time ago.

"Evil beasts! Get out! When the woman saw Xiliang, she immediately pulled out her long sword from behind her back and pointed it at the leopard and shouted.

The leopard turned his head and saw the human horror in the woman's eyes, and in a blink of an eye climbed the mountain wall and ran out of the valley.

"Nerd, quick, stop the bleeding for him." The woman collected her sword and ran towards Xiliang. Xiliang was pale and crumbling at this time.

The man hurriedly opened his backpack, took out some medicine bottle gauze, took off Xi Liang's shirt, and the claw marks on his chest were deep and boneless! Sprinkle with powder, then wrap it tightly with gauze, and handle it simply.

"Take him back to the sect quickly, the smell of blood here is too strong, it's too dangerous." The woman said anxiously.

"Yes!" The man didn't talk nonsense, picked up Xiliang and ran out, and the woman packed his backpack and quickly chased after him.

After about 20 minutes of running, it was getting dark.

"Senior sister, he's very hot, like he has a high fever." The man said.

"It's coming soon, I'll call the master." The woman suddenly picked up her speed and shouted at the mist-shrouded mountain in front of her, "Master! Help! ”

Xiliang only felt a terrible headache, and after hearing this, he fainted again.

When Xiliang woke up, it was already dawn, and he was sleeping in a room with a good smell.

The woman who rescued him yesterday happened to enter the room with a bowl of porridge, and when she saw Xiliang with her eyes open, she said:

"Wake up, child, eat a bowl of porridge."

Xi Liang struggled to lean up, a burst of pain came from his chest, tugging at his facial features, he took the porridge and asked:

"Sister, where is this?"

"It's on the top of the mountain, it's safe, you can rest assured that you're recuperating." The woman thought for a moment and replied.

"I want to go home." Xiliang said.

"Okay, I'll send you home when you're healed."

"Yes! Thank you, sister. After hearing this, Xiliang was very happy.

"Where is your home?" The woman sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Xiliang, who was eating porridge quietly, and asked softly.

"Xicheng West Village." Xiliang ate a few mouthfuls of porridge and felt that there was heat flowing in his body, which was very comfortable.

"There's no Xicheng nearby, by the way, why are you alone in the depths of the jungle?" The woman looked at Xiliang curiously.

"I don't know, if I was sucked in by a painting, I came out of it. My home is east of the Liuhe River, and the west village of the west city of the country flows eastward. ”

"There's no river nearby, you're not mistaken."

"No, it won't! To the east of the Ningzhou Liuhe River, to the west of the city and west village of the country of the east, I remember! Xi Liang said with wide eyes.

"This is Xuanzhou, not Ningzhou, your brain is burned out. Hehehe. The woman chuckled.

"You're a liar!" Xi Liang puffed up and put the porridge on the table and skimmed his head.

In the next few days, Xiliang cried and wanted to go home, until he met the flying immortal, believed in the fact that this was Xuanzhou, and understood that he couldn't go home for the time being, and he needed a lot of spirit stones to go home. The immortal also believed that he was indeed from Ningzhou, and accepted this little disciple when he was homeless. Xiliang officially entered the Wuwu Gate and began to cultivate immortals, he has three senior brothers, a senior sister, and a master who can fly, everyone likes this young and silent child who always does stupid things, everyone can see that he misses his family in his heart, and they all give him the greatest care as much as possible.

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