Snowflakes kept falling on Wu Xin's shoulders, and even the curled eyelashes were mixed with a few pieces of snow. The whole person looked like a snowman carved from ice, but Wu Xin didn't notice it, and sat by the holy lake, staring at the reflection in the lake in a daze.

He had never expected himself to have a miracle, but when this moment came, Wu Xin didn't know how to face it.

The person who can share the joy is gone, and no one will smile at him with comfort and love. What's the point of having a miracle now?

Besides, what does a tear represent?

Wu Xin couldn't figure it out.

The wind and snow gradually stopped, and after a long time, Wu Xin reflexively returned to Wu Ji's tomb and knelt, Wu Xin's whole person was blank, he didn't know what he should do, and his instinctive reaction was to rely on the lonely tomb to find a trace of warm memories.

He was immersed in the past time and couldn't extricate himself, and in a trance, he really saw his childhood self, walking in the woods with one foot deep and one foot shallow, the mountain was cool, the fog was hazy, Wu Ji carried a bamboo basket on his back to open the way in front, and there was no food at home. Wu Ji is taking Wu Xin to pick some mushrooms, wild fruits, wild vegetables, etc.

Wu Xin is only about three or four years old, his small face is bulging and extremely cute, and he is not tired of following Wu Ji with difficulty.

Wu Ji still spoke: "Come here, let's rest for a while." ”

Wu Xin happily ran into Wu Ji's arms, and the two sat on the ground. A gray bamboo rat "swished" like an arrow swooping under their feet.

Wu Xin shouted, "Grandpa, rat! ”

Wu Ji smiled and said, "That's a bamboo rat, which specializes in eating bamboo." ”

Wu Xin opened his eyes wide and asked, "Grandpa, can I eat mice?" ”

Wu Ji touched Wu Xin's head, "Hmm...... The mouse was pregnant, and if we ate it, it wouldn't be able to give birth to a baby mouse. ”

"What is pregnancy?"

"It's just that I have a little cub in my belly."

Wu Xin innocently said, "Then I was born to you?" ”

Wu Ji laughed, "No, you were born to your parents." ”

Wu Xin tilted his head and asked, "What about my parents?" ”

The sadness in Wu Ji's eyes flashed, and he said, "I probably went to a far away place. ”

"Will they come back, then?"

"Probably not."

Wu Xin hugged Wu Ji's neck, his eyes shining with tears, "Grandpa, then don't go so far, we will be together forever." ”

How did Grandpa answer? Wu Xin couldn't think of it anyway, his consciousness suddenly fell into darkness, and the small picture of him nesting in Wu Ji's arms became the only light source, but it was getting farther and farther away from him, Wu Xin wanted to shout, as if he was stunned, and he couldn't open his mouth.

All the heart-rending seemed to be suffocated in his chest, and Wu Xin felt hot tears dripping from the corners of his eyes, falling down his sideburns into the snow. At the same time, a cool sweetness slid down the corner of Wu Xin's lips into the esophagus.

Wu Xin suddenly opened his eyes, and a big monkey beside him was suddenly frightened by him and squeaked away, and disappeared without a trace. Wu Xin sat up with difficulty, only to realize that he didn't know when he actually fainted, if it wasn't for the monkey just now stuffing snowballs into his mouth, I'm afraid he would have frozen to death here.

Wu Xin gasped for a moment, felt a cracked pain in his throat, and subconsciously ate a few mouthfuls of snow. Then he snuggled up to the tomb, living like a walking corpse on snow.

Chaotic, unconsciously in the spring of the following year, the flowers and trees that were frostbitten in the wind and snow gradually regained their vitality, and the eyes were full of thriving and spring-like scenery.

Wu Xin didn't have any interest, and his heart felt even more desolate, since Wu Ji left, it seemed that the whole world had collapsed, and he still didn't know the sun and the moon guarding Wu Ji's grave.

His mind was also empty, just staring at the tip of Wu Ji's grave, he never had the dream of being unconscious again, as if the past time suddenly roared away and never came back.

Zhuyunnuma has four distinct seasons all year round, and it has been a fruitful autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the forest seems to have changed into a golden dress.

A person has been quiet for a long time, and his facial features are probably quite sensitive, even if Wu Xin listens to the sound of the autumn wind, it is different from other places, the dead leaves rustle in the wind, and the thousands of leaves and thousands of voices have a decadent sigh towards decay.

In addition to listening, the animals that came to drink water by the sacred lake occasionally entered Wu Xin's lifeless eyes. Deer, monkeys, grey rabbits, and so on and so forth. Of course, the most swaggering belong to the big black bear, and in the forest, they belong to the species at the top of the food chain.

But the black bear that came to drink this autumn was a little more cautious, and in addition to himself, he was also followed by two cubs. When the bear drinks water, the mother bear is on guard at all times, but it is one of her cubs who dares to attack it, and the cub climbs on the back of the mother black bear, with short limbs, biting the big bear's ears so as not to fall off.

Looking at the picture of the deep love between mother and son between the black bear, Wu Xin suddenly thought of his child, as if a huge crack opened on the surface of the frozen lake, Wu Xin's stagnant thinking finally began to think about himself, missed his son, and naturally thought of Meyer.

Carefully calculated, it has been a year since the farewell, the baby should be able to walk now, but I don't know who will hold his young arm, patiently teach him to walk step by step, eat well every day, dress warmly, whether he will cry, whether there is anyone to coax him.

The thought of drilling his heart suddenly hit like a tidal wave, instantly flooding Wu Xin, he wanted to rush to Sirius immediately, to see his son, this thought just flashed, and disappeared in the night sky like a meteor, Wu Xin was just impulsive for a moment, and then stood in place.

Meyer must have thought that he was dead, maybe he was married to someone else, had a new family, a new life, the baby would not know himself, he would call someone else's father, and get warmth and fatherly love from others.

When Wu Xin decided to leave, he also expected this kind of result, Wu Xin thought that he would be relieved and even blessed, but at this time, he found that he couldn't do it at all, as long as he imagined the warm picture that did not belong to him, he was in pain.

The pinprick-like pain invaded from all directions, and he wanted to escape from this suffocating thought, but like a drowning man, the more he struggled and sank.

Obviously he was already disappointed in Meyer, and he knew that he didn't love him, so why did he have such a humble obsession?

Wu Xin collapsed and looked at the lake blankly, and suddenly thought of Adolf's words, "It's just a ridiculous omega pheromone at work", yes, his current uncontrollable feelings, I'm afraid it is also pheromone at work, if you cut off the glands, one hundred, all one qiē will be perfect.

Late at night, the moon was like water, Wu Xin finally made up his mind, he knelt by the holy lake, looked at the blurred shadow on the water, and lifted the long black hair behind his head to one side, revealing the white soft flesh on the back of his neck.

Wu Xin took out a dagger that was only the length of his palm, soaked it in the lake water, and when he took it out again, the dagger that shone with cold light in the moonlight seemed to be attached to a soft and shiny water film, Wu Xin looked at it for a few seconds, and then stabbed the skin on the back of his neck with his backhand without hesitation!

The pain of the flesh being torn apart made Wu Xin's whole body shrink, but he didn't stop, he closed his eyes fiercely, the pain of torture and the pleasure of determination prompted Wu Xin to hold the dagger and cut the flesh of the back of his neck at the same time, and rotated to cut off the glands on the back of his neck, trembling and stretching out his right hand, digging out the piece of flesh that was already useless, because of the holy water, the moment the dagger left, the bloody wound healed instantly, but the hideous blood stains still wounded on the back of Wu Xin's thin white neck, slowly flowing down the collar and into the back.

As if at the same time he had given up his past time in Ogu, Wu Xin let out a long breath, the pain made his hands tremble violently, and he still insisted on burying the bloody piece of flesh by the holy lake.

There was no strong feeling in the first few days, but the ills caused by the removal of the glands soon manifested themselves in Wu Xin, and the hormone disorder often made his eyes black, his ears litus and dizzy, and he couldn't even lift his strength for a day.

It was as if he had lost the ability to feel time at the same time, and the days and nights were reversed, confused. Falling asleep under the scorching sun during the day, I will suddenly wake up in a cold sweat, and the whole person will be panting as if fished out of the water, and it will take a long time to calm down......

One day, when he went to the holy lake to get water, Wu Xin accidentally saw his reflection on the water, and Wu Xin found that his black and bright eyes became dim, and the color of his eyes even changed to a light gray that was close to transparent, and the originally smooth skin began to appear a sickly pale, which made the tears under his eyes even more scarlet, and he didn't even dare to take another look, feeling that he was even more terrible than a ghost.

In this way, Wu Xin spent another year in a daze, and when his physical fitness gradually stabilized, Wu Xin found that he had been guarding Wu Ji's grave for two full years.

All the stirring emotions have returned to calm, and there will never be any sudden tears, and now the eyes are dry, as if a dry river has exposed its fragile riverbed, and under the exposure of the relentless scorching sun, it can no longer squeeze out a single tear.

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The replacement of the sun and the moon was no longer within his concern, and the time was clearly calculated, but now it was becoming more and more chaotic. The need for food also seems to be minimized, or rather indifferent, and only when he feels that he is afraid that he will starve to death if he does not eat, Wu Xin will set out to find food.

The juice of the fruit near the sacred lake was fresh and tender, and the monkeys picked the most, so Wu Xin had to go further into the forest.

Picked up a green fruit under a towering tree, Wu Xin was too lazy to pick it again, picked it up casually and gnawed it, and then found a fluffy gray object lying on the ground not far away, and when he got closer, he found that it was the corpse of a monkey.

Wu Xin stood beside the monkey corpse for a moment, then dug a pit and buried the monkey's corpse.

When the tombs were piled up, Wu Xin suddenly thought, the years are so long and difficult, how did grandpa survive alone in the days without him?

And in the distant past, the Wu clan was wiped out overnight, and the grandfather also buried the corpses of the clansmen one by one? What was Grandpa thinking at that time?

An unspeakable panic and shame suddenly hit Wu Xin's heart, and he knew that his grandfather would never be as decadent as himself. Grandpa has a tenacious heart and a single-minded goal, like a giant tree that is not invaded by wind and rain, firmly guarding the land under his feet, with a heart of blood, spending hundreds of years to trace the traces of the black witch, vowing to avenge the hatred of his clansmen.

On the other hand, what is he doing in a daze? After getting the miracle, he even wasted so much time in vain, hanging on to the old days that were long gone.

Wu Xin staggered back to Wu Ji's grave, knelt for a long time in a daze, solemnly kowtowed three heads, and said in a dumb voice: "Grandpa...... I will come to see you every day from now on. I will also redouble my efforts to practice witchcraft, and whoever kills you, I will kill him with my own hands. The tragic fate of the witch clan is cut off by me! ”

The moment Wu Xin stood up, his eyes were firm, and his back was unusually straight, as if no matter how great the pain was, he would not bend him at all. In the twilight when the sun was setting in the west and the tired birds were returning to their nests, Wu Xin left the holy lake without looking back.

Wu Xin returned to the cave where he and his grandfather had lived, which was his and Wu Ji's home. The cave was not large, and its shape was not very regular, with two large corners and two bamboo beds, the slightly newer one was Wu Xin's, and at the head of the bed, his ebony sword was placed.

Wu Xin walked over, picked up his sword, and slowly brushed off the dust from the scabbard. Drawing the sword out of the sheath, the sword body is black, at first glance it looks like black charcoal has been burned, the appearance is ordinary, Wu Xin Zeng Jin dislikes it very much.

It wasn't until his grandfather told him that this was a sword that had been passed down from generation to generation by the Great Witch, and he performed the skill of slashing trees within a radius of tens of meters with a single sword, that the stunned Wu Xin really believed in this sword.

And the Si people have passed away, and now the only thing that accompanies Wu Xin is this ebony sword.

Looking around, the rudimentary rattan bookshelves are filled with ancient scrolls. In the past, grandpa just took the book on it to teach him to read and read, and when he was a child, he always liked to be lazy, always thinking that it was still a long time anyway, and grandpa was also by his side, and there was always a day when he learned, and he didn't know that there would be time to urge people to grow old, and heaven and man would say goodbye forever, leaving a moment of long-lasting hatred.

Wu Xin wiped the sword clean, swept the dust off the bed, and then turned over and lay down with the sword in his arms, accumulating enough body for the arrival of tomorrow.

Maybe it was because he didn't feel a sense of belonging for a long time in the wilderness, and suddenly returned to his own home, and Wu Xin slept for a day and a night.

Since then, in addition to going to the grave of Wu Ji to meditate, he has spent more time practicing witchcraft, day after day, without a moment of slackness.

But with the ascension of the realm, Wu Xin is reluctant to do divination, the unknown may be frightening, but watching himself go to the established trajectory is also a kind of torture. What Wu Xin needs most now is a calm and monotonous life, and he knows very well in his heart that since he has chosen the path to be taken, the end point he faces must be dangerous and cannot be escaped.

Time slipped silently, and Wu Xin's shiny black hair continued to slowly increase in length until it was dragged to the ground more than half a meter long, hindering the smooth flow of his movements, and Wu Xin braided his hair into a heavy braid and hung it down at the back of his head.

It's summer again, and although the summer in the forest is much cooler, it's still hot, and Wu Xin likes to spend more time by the holy lake, where he can escape the heat and spend more time with Wu Ji.

At the hottest time of the day, Wu Xin was lying on the edge of the holy lake with his eyes closed and dipping his hair in the clear water of the lake to cool off, his black hair was like a waterfall, and after it was scattered, it was like a green thorn fluttering in the water, and the sun shimmered with a lustrous luster.

Suddenly, something seemed to flash in the sky, and Wu Xin opened his eyes, only to see ripples in the blue sky!

Wu Xin was stunned, and this abnormal phenomenon appeared in the sky of Zhuyun Swamp, indicating that an outsider had broken in!

In fact, the geographical location of Zhuyun Swamp is extremely secretive, and the people of the Wu Clan come and go all by the spatial cracks, if you let the scientists of Agu describe it, it is a five-dimensional space. So it's almost impossible for outsiders to get here.

Sure enough, then the sky trembled again, and the next second it seemed to make a sound similar to the opening of a bottle cork, and then a huge golden mecha seemed to break through a transparent membrane and fell from the sky at great speed!

Wu Xin quickly lifted the long hair in the water, twisted the water on it, picked up the ebony sword and slashed it into the air, the picture in front of him seemed to be lifted by a pair of invisible hands, and the scene at the other end was a golden mecha crashing into a sunflower field!

Wu Xin then stepped inside, and the space closed behind him, as if nothing had happened.

After the golden mecha fell to the ground, I saw a snowy golden light flash, and the mecha disappeared suddenly.

Wu Xin stepped on the sunflower petals smashed by the mecha and walked to the center where the mecha fell, only to see a slender figure lying in the messy flower field.

The man seemed to be unconscious, Wu Xin paused, walked over and turned over the man lying on his side, the man had dazzling golden curly hair, delicate facial features, fair skin, like a doll, but blood was constantly bubbling on his forehead, and he looked very wolf.

Wu Xin's gaze moved downward, and then he was stunned, the man's abdomen was towering, it turned out to be a pregnant omega!