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Qingcheng has no home, he doesn't have any goals, and he doesn't even know where he should go. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He came from the slums and was a little teenager.

I don't have the strength and I don't have the experience to travel far.

Qingcheng chose a direction at random, walked forward, walked for most of the day, looked up, and still saw Lin Hai who couldn't see the end at a glance, sighing, "Hey, why did Engong throw me here, this vast forest, when do I have to go." ”

The towering trees stand silently, densely forming a sea of forests, the roots are like long swords, straight into the sky, the chirping of insects, the chirping of birds, the spread of green vines, the sunlight through the shade of the trees to form a little spot of light, uncertain, the wind blows the rustle of leaves, in this forest that is all green, no one will respond to the boy's complaints.

"Stampede"

Qingcheng's footsteps stepped on the thick fallen leaves, soft, because there had just been a rainstorm, the whole forest was verdant, the curly leaves were wrapped in raindrops, and occasionally drops of rain fell, smashed on the ground, soaking a dead leaf.

The picture is beautiful, the scenery is excellent, and it has a vast ancient meaning that has not been touched by the human race.

Qingcheng was very helpless, he didn't know how to get out, and he didn't know if the direction he chose was correct, so he could only keep moving forward, and when he couldn't see the forest in front of him, he would know the answer.

It's a clumsy idea, but it's the most effective way out there.

Qingcheng scratched his head, complaining and complaining, but he didn't stop at all and kept moving forward.

Thirteen years of surviving in the slums and other evil places have made him develop a very tenacious character, and no matter what the situation is, as long as it is not over, he will not give up.

Because as soon as you give up, your life will be gone, and the least valuable thing in the slum is life.

Time flies like a white horse, and a few days pass in the blink of an eye.

Qingcheng has been walking for three days and three nights, except for an occasional rest and a rest, twelve hours a day, ten hours are on the road, and in front of him, there is still an endless forest.

Countless ancient trees are waving in the wind and making a loud noise.

"You can't just eat steamed buns anymore, keep steamed buns for urgent use, from now on, look for something to eat while walking."

For three days, Qingcheng has been eating white-flour steamed buns and hurrying, and now that the few steamed buns are gone, Qingcheng also has a sense of crisis in his heart, and he doesn't dare to rush away.

After all, Qingcheng is a young man with the luck of a country, and his luck is excellent, as soon as this thought flashed in his heart, he saw a hare in front of him looking in the east and looking west, his blood-red eyes were clean and clear, surrounded by a small piece of green grass, his nose fluttered, he kept sniffing, and his expression was very cute.

Qingcheng stepped forward and pounced forward, but he actually hugged the hare in his arms, laughing, "You stupid rabbit, don't you know that I'm fast?"

Qingcheng's smile was very clean, as if it was cruel and bloody that had not been contaminated with reality.

Even the beasts can't run, what to eat?

The gray hare's eyes showed a color of fear, and he kept struggling in Qingcheng's hands, trying to escape.

However, Qingcheng's hand is very tight, and it is not something that a small rabbit can break free.

After struggling for a long time, the hare finally gave up, as if resigned to his fate, waiting for the fate of being killed, his blood-red eyes were dim and lost his lustre.

Qingcheng shook his head and let go of his hand.

Shout!

The hare sprang out like an arrow, and left Qingcheng three feet away.

Qingcheng waved his hand, stood up on the ground, and sighed, "Let's go, let's go, my master is in a good mood today, spare your life, and when I don't have steamed buns in my hand, I won't do this stupid thing." ”

The hare stared at Qingcheng for a long time from three zhang away, and his heart was probably full of doubts, and he didn't understand why this little human race would let him go.

Even Qingcheng himself doesn't understand this question, probably because he can't bear it in his heart.

Qingcheng suddenly roared, and took a sharp step forward under his feet, and the hare was frightened, hurriedly retreated, and hurriedly ran away.

Qingcheng grinned.

It's just a small episode, a little fun on the long and boundless lonely road, and after laughing, it is still a wordless loner.

Qingcheng continued to move forward, and three days passed in a row.

The steamed buns in the backpack did not continue to decrease, he was a weak teenager, and there were only a few kinds of beasts that he could beat, such as encountering a cute hare, which only happened once, and he let it go.

But fortunately, in this forest sea, I don't know how many years it has existed, wild mushrooms and wild mushrooms can be seen everywhere on the ground, which can be used to feed the stomach.

After walking for six days in a row, Qingcheng was really sleepy, hesitated for a moment, and made up his mind to take a good rest.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he saw a towering tree in front of him, with branches and branches, and the thick branches could fully accommodate him.

"It seems that I'm really running for the time, whatever I want, this big branch, it's not a problem for me to lie down."

Qingcheng was overjoyed, climbed the tree quickly, lay down in the branches, held his head in his hands, and cried out comfortably: "I can finally sleep well." ”

The sky darkened, and through the leaves, you could see the silver moon hanging overhead, and the moonlight was soft and peaceful.

It's just that today, Qingcheng is destined to not be able to sleep.

Not long after he lay down, an angry beast roar suddenly came out of the forest, and the roar was like thunder, which shook Qingcheng's eardrums.

Qingcheng was shocked in his heart, sat up suddenly, and looked at the gloomy distance, surprised.

"What kind of beast is this, how can it appear in the forest, just hearing the roar of the beast is extremely powerful, I am afraid that a single claw can tear me apart."

Bang bang bang!

The earthquake trembled, the dead leaves shook, the trunks of the trees shook, and the vigorous ancient trees broke directly and split in half.

Qingcheng was startled, and hurriedly hugged the trunk of the tree tightly.

Qingcheng's heart was beating wildly, and this sound, like a beating drum, hit his heart, making him feel dull for a while.

"I'll rub, this can't be the footsteps of a beast, God, this is too terrifying, I'm afraid it's no longer a beast but a demon beast that has been cultivating for countless years."

Qingcheng kept guessing in his heart, his face was full of horror, the beast, the spirit of wisdom has not been opened, although there is a brute force, but it is not powerful, the real power is the demon beast, it has produced spiritual intelligence, knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and the demon power is monstrous, and can fight with the human monks.

The footsteps are getting louder and louder, the sound is getting stronger and stronger, countless tree trunks are broken, Qingcheng's face is crossed, and he secretly complains: "It won't be so unlucky, this terrifying demon beast is walking towards me." ”

Suddenly, Qingcheng's eyes froze, and his face instantly turned a little pale.

Not far from under the tree, a woman appeared!

A beautiful girl with picturesque eyebrows!

This woman is dressed in a moon-white robe, with a long figure, about seven feet tall, taller than the current Qingcheng, green silk like a waterfall, a hair hanging down her waist, skin like snow, eyes bright as stars, shining with indifferent light, Qiong's nose is upturned, frowning lightly, and her expression is indifferent.

This is a beautiful face that makes the bright moon in the sky eclipsed, sinking fish and geese, closing the moon and embarrassing flowers, captivating the city and the country, and the elegance is peerless.

Such a woman should only appear in the heavenly palace, not in the earth.

It's just that now the woman who fell into the world has a pale face, blood from the corners of her mouth, a little blood on her robe, a long sword on the ground, and her breath is disordered, and she looks very embarrassed.

The footsteps of the demon beast are getting closer and closer, I am afraid that it is less than half a mile, and the big crisis and great fear are coming.

Qingcheng's face was not very good-looking, and when he saw this woman, he understood why he attracted this demon beast.

This has nothing to do with me, it's purely unwarranted.

Qingcheng clung to the trunk of the tree, wanting to cry without tears.

The trees crackled and snapped, and the dead leaves flew up.

The dull footsteps were clearly audible, and the heavy gasps characteristic of the orcs were heard in the ears.

The monster is coming!

Yue Libai gritted her silver teeth, the long sword trembled slightly, and a little moon-white light filled her delicate body, and a pair of illusory moon-white wings appeared behind her.

This stunningly beautiful woman is still a powerful monk who has cultivated to a superb level!

However, before she could run away again, a sense of dizziness came to her mind, Yueli Bai's face became even paler, her body was unstable, and the moon-white wings born behind her were shattered, and the light on her delicate body disappeared, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Yue Libai herself was seriously injured, and now under excessive force, she was actually on the ground and couldn't struggle.

Yueli's white and cold eyes flashed with a little regret, the family all thought that they were geniuses in the sky, and they would definitely be able to shine with dazzling light in the future, shine on the lintel, and bring the powerful Yuejia to the next level.

In fact, it is true, as long as she is given enough time, she will become a powerful person in the world in the future, and it is just around the corner, but it is a pity that she has not yet preached, and she will bury her bones in this unknown place.

Yueli Bai was extremely weak, closed her eyes, her expression was still indifferent, and there was no fear of death coming.

Qingcheng stood up on the trunk of the tree, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, his face cloudy and uncertain.

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