When I met Wan Qi Qingyang, I was over 3,000 years old, and I can't remember the specific age of that year, and no one cared anyway. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It was also a coincidence that I met Qingyang that year. That day, I wandered around the gunlin, and although I hadn't been up for more than a thousand years, I never had a clear goal in mind. I hadn't eaten meat in over a thousand years, and my eyes had been sweeping the weeds all over the place that day, and it would have been great if I could find and catch a game to taste.

As I walked through a small forest, I suddenly saw a wild duck running past me, and the duck ran past me very fast, as if it was hiding from something.

My eyes fell on it and I thought to myself, how lucky I was to be able to meet such a tender and fat duck in such a place.

Even though I am the King of Hades, I must abide by the rules left by the Emperor of the Ages, and I cannot use my spells at will except in the Underworld.

I racked my brain to remember the actions of the people of the county capital to catch birds a thousand years ago, so I also learned to roll up my sleeves and quickly follow behind it, ready to give it a surprise attack from behind.

Maybe it's been a long time or maybe it's because of the unskillful movements, I pounced on a few of them, just when I saw its trembling ** ass ready to make a final blow, I only heard a "snap" from above, which was the sound of the belt after the bow marbles popped out.

I looked back indignantly, and looked at a tree where the sound had come from, and the moment I looked up, my gaze met that of a child, a pair of very clever eyes, who looked at me for a moment and then grabbed the trunk of the tree and half-climbed and half-jumped down.

That year, Qingyang was twenty-two. Well, I'll admit, no matter how old she is, she's still a little kid in my eyes.

Before I could say anything, she passed me and bent down to carry away the ducks on the ground, barely looking at me in the process.

I was anxious when I saw her carry the duck, and I remember the first thing I said to her that day was, "Hey, child!" "This is my duck," I said to her.

She turned her head without any expression on her face, "Whoever hits it, it belongs to whom" She said this sentence and continued to walk forward.

I watched the duck swallow in its mouth, I would never starve in the underworld, and now the duck meat was floating away in front of my eyes, and it would be unpleasant for my stomach to be floating away like this.

'Goo... Grunt..... 'It's screaming so uncontrollably...... I stood there with my stomach clutched.

At that time, she didn't know who she was, and when she heard the 'whining' in my stomach, maybe because she felt sorry for herself, she actually turned back to me and said a word

"Come with me"

I pouted, lowered my head and silently followed.

She walked deeper and deeper into the woods, and we went deeper and deeper until we came to a place I didn't know at all.

There was a simple log cabin with a yard of vegetables and fruits grown by himself, and a pile of freshly cut wood on the edge of the vegetable patch.

Qingyang was very silent, and I sat down looking around at the furnishings of the wooden house, which had no decorations except for the necessities of life.

I began to wonder what kind of person this girl was, and I thought that no matter how rough a girl was, she shouldn't be so rough.

Later, I realized that I really didn't have a place to go, so I just stayed on the pretext that I didn't have a place to go.

We got along for a few months, and in those months we had a lot of things going on before us, and even our relationship had changed very subtly.

We're not friends but we're closer than strangers, and it's a good relationship, at least I know Qingyang feels good about it.

The days passed, and Qingyang went out to hunt and cook every day. She dared to try anything, and she probably never had the word fear in her heart. The only strange thing is that she barely smiled, and her young face was full of vicissitudes and exhaustion.

Suddenly one day, I saw her laughing, and she cried and laughed.

That day she met a man who handed him a small saber, a piece of iron knife that could be worn around his waist like a toy to decorate.

The rust marks on the iron sheet are mottled, reflecting the traces of time.

She cried with the knife in her hand, and she cried so much that her liver and intestines were broken, and she was very sad.

She didn't go up to the mountains to hunt that day, and she cried all day and didn't see her, and I was a little worried.

I knocked on the door several times to ask her to tell me something, but she just wanted to be quiet for a while, and I went with her.

I went to the back of the hut and knocked out the old man of the land, he must know something.

The old man told me that she, Wan Qi Qingyang, used to live in the imperial capital and had a fiancé. Ben's fiancé was supposed to go to her house in the early spring to greet her relatives, but by the end of the summer, there was no trace, and when she was the only relative in the family, Qingyang's mother, died, and she trapped herself in the house and could not come out.

Two days later, when others went to look for her again, they found that the house was empty, and Qingyang didn't know where he went.

I asked him why her relatives had died together, and the land looked around before leaning into my ear, "She was born as a Phantom Kagura." ”

I know that when Phantom Kagura is born, the relatives around him will pass away one after another, and according to the selfish saying of the Celestials, Phantom Kagura's relatives are the containers that can grow up Phantom Kagura. To use an inappropriate analogy, it's like planting a potted plant, where the roots grow large, and the day the pot breaks when the roots grow to a certain size......

I don't know what happened again, but I was discovered by the people of the underworld, and I went back to the underworld without saying hello.

Since then, I have rarely had a chance to escape, but I have been following what is happening in the county.

Until one day, I was leaning back in my chair and squinting my eyes, and a mortal soldier ran over, and he told me that a demon fox had been cultivated, and he attacked the people viciously and destroyed the passage between the county capital and the world. After hearing this, I was shocked to learn what kind of powerful fox could ruin the road between the county capital and the world.

"What about Phantom Kagura?" I suddenly sobered up and bent up my waist, "Wan Qi Qingyang, have you heard of this name??" ”

He nodded, and told me that Phantasmagina used the Red Oni Sword to defeat the demon, and finally used his own primordial god to make the soul of the fox demon penetrate the world.

The Red Ghost Sword is a demon slaying sword, no matter what kind of demon will die as long as it is stabbed by this sword, why does Qingyang still use his Yuan Shen to beat it into the world, isn't this an extra move......