In the distance, a little boy, who looked to be eight or nine years old, strode towards a huge tree!

His feet were cold, and his figure was flying......

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"Crackling, crackling" loud raindrops hit the straw, making the whole wasteland look flourishing and the spring breeze twisting......

"Straw field, yes, this is this strange straw field......" When he drifted to a wasteland with dog's tails, he suddenly stopped, looking at the wind and rain that was roaring, his eyes narrowed slightly, she listened to the familiar supernatural sounds, and knew that this place was full of ghosts.

If you want to talk about fate, in the Yuan Ghost Domain of Nuoda, you are the luckiest Yanyanhu. Because he and the young female master, they owned the only building that had remained there for tens of thousands of miles: a green straw house made of green straw......

The little boy liked the little cyan grass house, because where, in addition to the young master who taught him, there was also the biggest and deepest secret of the entire Yuan Ghost Domain buried inside......

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The giant tree was full of foliage. The little boy stands alone. Even so, the little boy never stopped approaching the giant tree in the wind.

"Father: Amber must avenge you! Slay the ferocious black-hearted demon!! "In contrast to the little boy's steady flying posture, his heart is confronting the enemy with a fierce hatred!

Because of the carelessness of the enemy, his only father who survived in this world multiplied and "passed away".

This bizarre "passing" makes the little Yan Yanhu even more cynical, like a cute little angry young man, and cultivates wildly!

However, my father's body was hidden in that small grass house, in the underground tomb that I dug while my master was away, and my father's still hot flesh and blood seemed to still have sentience......

Taking advantage of this miraculous opportunity, Yan Yanhu quickly opened the flush valve and opened the nine grave holes under the small grass house where his father's flesh and blood were hidden......

Taking advantage of that divine power, he found that his father was still lying calmly, and this was the "Oh! He breathed a sigh of relief.

The rain was so strong in the night sky that he couldn't tell the size of the nine graves, but when he looked at them from a distance, the nine graves opened, and the crisp air poured in, like nine magical oxygen pipes, and poured cold and fresh air into them......

Looking at her only disciple in this life, she is throwing away step by step. Leaving life, happiness, the world, and cultivation days, he ran directly towards his habitat "Ancient Dragon Tree......

Its exuberance and prosperity form a strong contrast with his lonely back drifting away from a grass house. The little boy didn't notice that there was a sharp sword hanging from his back, and the sword was tilted towards his back, a gesture of slashing!

The little boy seemed to be alert, but when he heard the master's voice and turned around, his eyes burst with blood and tears, like a vampire......

"Sure enough, as expected, Hu'er is going to avenge the murder of her father!" Far away, in the grass house, a woman, who looked like a master, stared at the back of the magical little boy, her eyes were tight, and she said quite painfully.

"Yan Yanhu: You really don't want a master anymore......" In the grass room, a young woman, looking at the back of the little boy, sighed and said.

"Master, if one day Amber floats away on her own, but please don't keep ......" The little boy stood in front of the young woman, clasping his hands, but did not kneel. Because the little boy is a kind of ethereal, commonly known as "wandering ghost". Thousands of miles away, that small grass house is the only haunted house within a radius of 100,000 miles.

Some people say that a young woman sacrificed her life to repay a young man and went to great lengths to thank him.

Some people say that since this grass house appeared there tens of thousands of years ago, no one from a radius of tens of thousands of miles has ever approached it.

He walked in a hurry, with a wide and large step, and even more so was his mind and his clothes.

With the torrential raindrops, his clothes fluttered and carried him away from the cold ground.

In the stormy scattered area, except for this good-looking little boy, there is no one anymore, and this is a place where birds don't lay eggs.

What's more, this is a famous haunted area.

Dragging an artistic robe, his fluttering figure was dragged up by the wind, and his clothes trembled like a wind ship......

Dressed in a pale blue body, his figure swayed, and in a trance, Yan Yanhu discovered a supernatural scene:

I saw a little girl walking in the clearing, her dress fluttering and falling, like a group of little fairies, taking advantage of the wind and rain to stir up the small and shy pure skirt......

Suddenly, the skirts approached the little girl's figure and were quickly retracted by her figure, she turned around suddenly, and all the skirts disappeared into thin air......

A flower is like a magnificent epic myth, opened by the eyes of a little girl......

The little girl tilted her head up, as if shaking a sacred tree full of flowers, and her innocent and pure eyes filled a sea of flowers with the sound of drifting waves......