June is the season of miscanthus planting;

June is the season of midsummer;

June is the season of the college entrance examination......

Zhang Xiaomo walked out of the campus in a trance, more than one meter tall, thin, and his appearance could only be regarded as delicate. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info hurried past the crowd at the school gate and ran down the road into a quiet alley before he let out a breath.

"It's finally over! Isn't this the long-awaited end? Panic because of my chest? ”

Today is the last day of the college entrance examination, and there is still half an hour before the end of the last English test, but Zhang Xiaomo really couldn't hold on anymore and turned in the papers in advance and escaped from the examination room.

The scorching sun of June, even after the afternoon, is still so scorching. Zhang Xiaomo shuttled under the green shade of the path, his face flushed, I don't know if it was the sun, or he was ashamed of the desertion just now.

He is an orphan who has been adopted by his grandmother since he was a child, and because of his cowardly personality, he has been bullied by children of the same age since he was a child. So his grandmother gave him the name 'Little Finale'.

Small end and small end, willing to be behind others. With this as a code of conduct, he finally slowly integrated into the circle of his peers. It's really embarrassing!

The poor orientation of life has made his school life very bleak, and he has long wanted to escape from this cage-like place. But grandma's last words before she died were to let him finish his studies, so he could persist to this day.

"Grandma, today I graduated. I'm sure I'm not going to get into college, so I've fulfilled your last wish, even if it looks bad. But don't worry, Xiao Mo will definitely live well, Jiu Niang promised me a long time ago that she would give me a good job. ”

After muttering to himself, he was not relieved as expected, but his mood was a little lower.

Goodbye, my student years, and from now on, I'll be an adult.

There is no longer any reason to escape, and I will bear all the pain and joy alone, but fortunately I am alone.

Goodbye, the one in my heart, maybe my life will never have an intersection with her again, I hope she will always be so beautiful.

The thoughts in Zhang Xiaomo's mind were chaotic, like a puppet, walking slowly on the secluded path, towards home. As the sun faded and the sky darkened, a sudden cry for help woke him up from his trance.

"Heist it! Come on... Looted..."

Zhang Xiaomo looked up and found a gray-haired grandmother kneeling on the ground calling for help, while a green-haired and strangely dressed Kill Matt, holding a cloth bag in his hand, hurriedly ran away. It seems to be a robber.

If it were in the past, Zhang Xiaomo would definitely cower and avoid this situation. But now, he had an urge to get his blood up!

From then on, I was an adult, I had to take any responsibility alone, and I had no reason to run away.

Some unstable mentality made Zhang Xiaomo make the choice that he has been avoiding for more than ten years and bravely stepped forward.

"Hmmm... In broad daylight, under the bright and bright world, you actually did this cruel to an old grandmother, has your conscience been eaten by dogs? ”

Zhang Xiaomo ran to the grandmother's side and yelled at the robber menacingly, and suddenly, he felt that his calf was kicked.

"You young man, if you don't help, just run away, what are you doing here? I was shocked by the old woman. The robbers are almost gone! ”

"Ao..."Zhang Xiaomo touched his nose in embarrassment, and quickly picked up and chased after him.

Although Zhang Xiaomo is a scumbag of learning, his sports performance has always been very good, thanks to the good training of his classmates.

"Xiao Mo, can you help me get this?"

"Xiao Mo, can you buy one for me?"

"Xiao Mo, I did it for me on duty today, don't forget to take out the garbage. Shrewd... Sister will bring you something delicious tomorrow. ”

Plus since school, all the perverted events in sports, such as the crazy 5000 meters; Ironman triathlon, etc., were all contracted by him.

The height of one meter eight is not handsome, but it can be regarded as a delicate appearance, which makes him deeply affected by the female classmates in the class, and at the same time, he has also exercised a good figure.

At this time, his long legs picked up and quickly walked towards the back of the robber. "Stop... Don't run..."

The distance between Zhang Xiaomo and the robber was getting deeper and deeper, and he stretched out his arm, and he could slowly touch the green-haired robber's shirt. He took a sharp step forward, and finally grabbed the cloth bag in the robber's hand.

"Let me go..."

The green-haired robber turned his head and yelled at Zhang Xiaomo, his face was as hideous as he was, as if he wanted to scare the guy who was running fast opposite.

"Do you know who your green-haired uncle is? Uncle, I'm messing with Brother Scar in Nancheng, boy, you..."

Suddenly, the situation in front of him made Green Fur subconsciously let go of the cloth bag in his hand.

I saw Zhang Xiaomo, who was galloping, seemed to have tripped over something, exclaimed, lost his body and fell forward, but he was still holding the cloth bag in his hand.

It rolled twice on the ground and hit the rocks on the side of the road before he stopped. The head seemed to hit the curb, and blood slid down his face in an instant.

The green-haired robber opened his mouth a few times, "Damn... An old lady who buys vegetables, how much money can she have in her cloth bag? Are you so desperate? He spat on the ground and left quickly.

After all, although it is secluded, people pass by from time to time. But mainly because it's too unlucky, who would have thought that they would encounter a bloody pen?

Zhang Xiaomo stood up with difficulty, wiped the blood from his face, his head was swollen and painful, and he walked back to the old grandmother's side and handed the cloth bag back to the other party.

"Old lady, take a look, have you lost anything?"

The old lady hurriedly opened the cloth bag, "Well... Didn't you lose anything? Although there are only a few dollars in the bag, a few dollars are also money, do you say yes? Lad. Only then did he have time to look up at Zhang Xiaomo, "Young man, are you okay?" ”

How many bucks? I didn't expect that I finally managed to be brave once, and it was worth a few dollars! It seems that I am really not fit to be a hero.

Zhang Xiaomo stretched out his hand and wiped the blood on his face again, saying that although the sky is a little gloomy, but your old eyes are too bad, don't you see the blood on my face? With your eyes, dare to walk this dim path?

"It's good that you don't lose anything, you should not take this path in the future, especially when it is almost dark."

Zhang Xiaomo waved his hand lazily, then turned around and left, his head was getting heavier and heavier, and he really didn't have time to entangle with this old lady. Walking along the path, the sky became darker and darker.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaomo swayed, fell headlong into the dry waterway on the side of the road, let out a painful moan, and seemed to pass out.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Xiaomo opened his eyes vaguely, the street lamp above his head was dimly flashing, and the squeaky of crickets on a summer night and the croaking of frogs in the pond in the distance kept ringing in his ears.

Suddenly, any sound in my ears disappeared, and the street lights that were struggling and flickering on the side of the road were extinguished at once. The sky suddenly became completely dark, and even the red light reflected by the neon lights on the horizon suddenly disappeared.

The night breeze stopped, as if this space had been pulled into a strange dimension.

Zhang Xiaomo looked up with difficulty, and the scene in front of him suddenly choked his neck, making him unable to breathe, and making him unable to make a sound.

The void was like a window, torn open by an inexplicable force, revealing a terrifying chaotic light, rolling and surging there. A figure flew out of the chaos, smashed on the road, and rolled down in front of Zhang Xiaomo.

The man was dressed in a moon-white Hanfu robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he was handsome, such a character, even if he only glanced at it, would make people feel small and humble.

But at this moment, the man was covered in scars, his gorgeous moon-white robe was stained with blood, his face was pale and painful, and he struggled to his feet, and shouted towards the cracked void.

"Zhongxing is not confused, you dare to hurt me!"

Zhang Xiaomo's eyes widened in shock, but he couldn't make a sound. Ever since the mysterious man flew out of the crack in the void, he felt enveloped in a mysterious force that kept him unable to move.

However, although this force is domineering, Zhang Xiaomo, who is shrouded, feels at ease.

He had the illusion that this power was protecting him!

I don't know how long it took, but there was finally a sound in the crack in the space, and a low, but penetrating voice came out. The sound was so strange that if you heard it, you would be controlled by it.

"Hurt you... And how? There was a mockery in his self-muttering.

"You... Aren't you afraid that my master will come back? ”

"Haha..."The man in the chaos seemed to hear something interesting, "Your master?" I'm helping my brother clear the portal, and I guess it's too late for him to thank me? ”

The seriously injured mysterious man coughed violently, and he didn't have the strength to refute anymore, and Zhang Xiaomo, who was lying there, felt even more worried, every syllable that came out of the chaos was tearing his soul, if it weren't for the protection of that nameless force, he would have become a corpse a long time ago.

The intense pain from the depths of his soul made him feel like he was tormented in hell.

"Tsk... Since five hundred years, whether it is the Metaverse or this wasteland, there is no longer a need for the appearance of the emperor. Is that right? My dear nephew, or should I call you, the last Emperor Orphan? ”

"You.. You..."The wounded mysterious man's fingers trembled and pointed to the void, "Don't be confused, you.. You.. Sure enough, just like your ancestor Zhongxing said, the biggest traitor in the history of Zhuxia! ”

These words seemed to pierce someone's heart, and the chaos in the spatial crack surged more and more violently until a long time.

"I am not confused, and everything I say and do is strictly follow the way of heaven, including whether to keep you or kill you today?"

Then, in the chaos, there was a sound of 'bang, bang

It didn't take long for six copper coins to fly out of the chaos and scatter them to the ground, arranging them in a strange pattern.

"The hexagram is big, and it is advisable to kill the evil sect. Master and nephew, it seems that the heavens can't tolerate you! I didn't want to do that, but who told you to abandon your sword and use your sword? How dare you forsake your sword and use it? ”

Out of the chaos stretched out a hand, crystal white and slender, more beautiful than anyone else in the world. The index finger pointed at the injured man, and a flash of light shot out from the fingertips, instantly piercing the injured man's heart.

"Who made you flow the blood of the emperor? Who made you dare to abandon the sword and use the sword? ”

The ethereal sound rippled in the air, the chaos receded, the cracks in the void slowly closed, the crickets and frogs in the distance came again, and the extinguished street lights came on again, flickering dimly as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Xiaomo felt that the mysterious power that bound him disappeared, and his body regained movement, he quickly got up, and saw the man lying in a pool of blood, reminding him that none of this was a dream.

"You.. You.. Are you okay? He asked in a trembling voice.

The mysterious man got up from the pool of blood, blood kept gushing out of his chest, his face was as pale as a blank paper, and after looking at Zhang Xiaomo, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

The man struggled to sit in a pool of his blood, clasped his hands together, quickly formed a few obscure handprints, and then slapped one hand on his own pool of blood.

"Forbidden Law: The Art of Sacrifice and Rebirth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the pool of blood flowed like life, and in an instant, he drew a large blood-colored array on the ground. It seems to be a yin and yang double fish picture, but it adds a lot of obscure patterns.

The moment the formation was first formed, Zhang Xiaomo was pulled into the anode array eye of the formation diagram by the nameless force, and the seriously injured man was sitting on the cathode array eye.

After the man recited an obscure incantation, the blood-colored array on the ground emitted a strange red light, like an ancient chanting sound, and like the gates of hell slowly opened.

Red blood light poured out from the mysterious man's body and entered Zhang Xiaomo's body along the blood-colored array.

"Boom...."Zhang Xiaomo suddenly felt that his mind was blank, and the pain made him cry out heartbreakingly, but he couldn't make a sound.

The moment he felt the blood qi pouring into his body, his body slowly exploded from the skin to the bone marrow, and then reborn rapidly under the moisture of the blood light.

This kind of pain is unimaginable, just imagine how terrible it is to crush your body inch by inch, and then grow inch by inch.

Anyone who suffers this one-ten-thousandth pain will pass out in an instant, but Zhang Xiaomo felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more awake in the pain.

In the blood-colored red light, you can clearly see Zhang Xiaomo's bones; blood vessels; After the muscles shattered into mist, they were reborn at a rapid pace.

Every inch of bone after rebirth; Every inch of the five viscera; Every inch of muscle and skin becomes crystal clear, like a work of art.

In an instant, everything returned to calm, but Zhang Xiaomo felt that it was longer than a lifetime.

Sitting there panting violently, the blood-colored array on the ground, and the bloody red light in the sky disappeared cleanly. He struggled to raise his head to look ahead, and what he saw was numb to what he saw.

I saw that the mysterious man had gray hair, a shriveled body, and dry skin. It's completely unlikely, as if all the vitality has been drained.

The other party struggled to stand up and walked towards Zhang Xiaomo.

His body is like a firework that explodes, and the stars are gone; It is like confetti in the wind, slowly crumbling.

"Feed the sword to know the meaning, the sword intent is also the sword intent, get my inheritance, one day you will abandon the sword and use the knife."

"Don't ask me who I am? I'm just an ordinary martial artist under the stars. ”

"Don't suspect that I have malicious intentions, I just want to do my best to leave a spark for the declining martial arts!"

The mysterious man, whose body was becoming more and more blurred, finally walked in front of Zhang Xiaomo, stretched out his finger and pointed at Zhang Xiaomo's seal hall, and his eyes were full of infinite anticipation.

With the last trace of blood on his fingertips, he drew a strange hook jade on Zhang Xiaomo's eyebrows. It's like some kind of ritual that has finally come to an end.

"I hope you... Don't be as miserable as I am..."

As soon as the words fell, the person's body disappeared in front of Zhang Xiaomo's eyes, and until this moment, he did not react in the slightest.

Is it a dream? What a strange nightmare!

Why are my eyes so sore?

Why do I never stop crying?

Who am I grieving for?

Suddenly, it was dark in front of my eyes, and I passed out in a heavy way....

Perched in June, the car was killed.

Weaving Bird Chapter, Bai Yang Yangyang.

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