After coming out of the Jiang family, Xiao Heng asked Xu Jing to put himself down near the hospital and found his home along the road alone.

It's a pity that along the way, he didn't see the half-clone figure of the little guy.

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I don't know where she ran now, whether she was thirsty or not, whether she was hungry or not, the injury on her body was just right, and her mouth was not good......

I'm afraid that wherever I go, I will endure hardships.

Xiao Heng couldn't find it everywhere, so he lingered outside all night.

It wasn't until the east turned white that he returned home with scarlet eyes open.

After entering the door, he was extremely tired and fell headlong on the bed, but in a haze, it seemed that he had returned to the time when he first met her.

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Half a year ago, on the nameless mountain.

Without warning, the autumn wind suddenly rose, stirring up the thick fallen leaves piled up on the ground, and even the dust buried deep underneath was raised and scattered all over the heavens and the earth.

In a matter of seconds, the originally cloudless sky instantly became desolate and dimmed.

At this time, Xiao Heng was coming out of a dilapidated bamboo house.

The side of this bamboo house is built against the mountain wall, and the structure is very simple, and it has long been fragile and crumbling after years of wind and sun.

As the wind of hunting hits, the bamboo house squeaks and squeaks, as if it will fall in the next moment.

On this day, Xiao Heng was wearing a dark blue power suit, covered with a kaftan robe of the same color, with an amber button on the placket buttoning the collar, and a fabric of the same color in the middle.

On his chest, a light brown worn cloth bag was tied.

This outfit is extremely simple and dignified, and if it weren't for the "over there", he would never have easily revealed it.

Looking up at the sky now, a trace of gloom flashed in his clean and narrow eyes, as if he sensed something, Xiao Heng tightened the cloth bag on his chest again, and then strode forward, rushing down the mountain all the time.

Not long after, there was a sudden sound of flapping and flapping wings in the sky behind him.

The voice was a little panicked, but also a huge number......

Xiao Heng's ears moved, he frowned, and stopped.

At the same time, a gray feather suddenly fell lightly from the top of his head.

With a loud voice behind him, this scene seemed a little weird and terrifying.

A hint of vigilance flashed in his long and clean eyes, but Xiao Heng still stretched out his hand and pinched the feather with two fingers together.

He lowered his head with his eyes closed, and suddenly saw that there was blood on this feather!

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Almost at the same time, a large flock of frightened birds, of different species, suddenly rushed over his head, but they were as black as a large dark cloud, obscuring most of the light.

Then large swaths of colorful feathers fell down like a downpour.

The smell of blood came to the face in an instant, so thick that it made people feel a little suffocated.

Looking at the feathers that kept falling all the bloody feathers around him, Xiao Heng secretly said in his heart, it's bad.

It's just that at this moment, it seems that it is too late, and at the same time as these feathers hit the ground, there began to be a faint howl of ghosts and wolves around them.

The mournful wail grew from small to loud, and from less to more, and soon filled all the places in the nameless mountain.

Xiao Heng stood in place, gradually holding back his breath, and while quietly lifting his robe, he tied it around his waist one left and one right.

Originally, he didn't want to leave any traces, but now it seems that a fierce battle is inevitable.

At this moment, Xiao Heng suddenly turned his left wrist, and a sharp silver light flashed from his cuffs, and then stayed on his fingertips.

Quickly raising a breath, Xiao Heng took a step and continued to rush down the mountain at a very fast speed.

However, after only moving a distance of less than two or three meters, a sudden strong wind blew in the forest, directly blowing everything in front of him upside down, making it completely impossible to distinguish the direction.

It's just that Xiao Heng is still forcibly breaking through with his super sense of direction.

However, just as he crossed a raised rock in a dashing manner, a fierce gust of wind suddenly hit the right side, and rushed straight towards his front door.

Xiao Heng didn't seem to notice it at this moment, but just when the yin wind was about to touch his shoulder, Xiao Heng, who was moving rapidly, suddenly turned around, went directly to the left front, and rushed out.

At the same time, he finally had to stop again.

Cold anger filled his long, narrow and clean eyes, like a clear spring, but dyed with the fierce color of roses...... has a fatal attraction.

The man's body gradually exuded a dangerous aura, the obscure color under his eyes darkened and darkened, and finally the corners of his lips were hooked, revealing a chilling expression, ruthless to the extreme.

He looked down and stroked the calluses on his left index finger, a dangerous cold light flashing between his fingers.

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In just two or three seconds, the miserable ghost crying wolf howl struck again, and it was even more turbulent and dangerous than before.

And Xiao Heng didn't look up again, but his figure began to move rapidly.

It's just that the speed is so fast that it is impossible to distinguish with the naked eye.

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Pieces of silver light, out of thin air, conjured up a piece of the Milky Way, accompanied by a more terrible wail, and the sound of inexplicable things being torn apart, constantly rotating and echoing in this forest, and even the air became thin and heavy.

Time, as if it had been split into pieces.

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I don't know how long it took, but when the last silver dust settled, a heavy rain also poured.

The bean-sized raindrops seemed to wash away something, and with the rolling thunder, they continued to wreak havoc on the entire forest.

And Xiao Heng finally stopped.

At this time, his breathing fluctuated, his whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of red light, and there was a strong killing intent rolling under his eyes, and his eyes were scarlet without knowing it.

However, at this moment, an abnormal situation appeared again not far away, and a large red light appeared out of thin air.

Xiao Heng subconsciously shook his left hand, and a silver light was like lightning, instantly piercing the dim sky and rushing out directly.

Suddenly, the sky was bright, and in the sky not far from him, a crack was torn out of thin air.

What appeared in the crack was a scene of a sea of fire burning to the sky.

The scorching temperature seemed to be able to touch Xiao Heng's cheeks, and his burning consciousness returned slightly, and then he was suddenly stunned in the moment.

However, just as he was trying to gather his mind, a fluffy mass suddenly flew out of the crack.

And it was straight, coming in the direction of Xiao Heng.

The speed of the thing was extremely fast, and it was completely impossible to see the appearance, but Xiao Heng reached out and took the thing in his arms.

And the cloth bag in his arms also fell to the ground in the collision.

At this time, Xiao Heng had not yet noticed the loss of the cloth bag, but he only knew that when the mass of things fell into his arms, the crack in the sky in the distance also closed at the same time.

After that, everything finally calmed down.

There is no movement between heaven and earth......

Looking down, Xiao Heng twisted his eyebrows, looking at the ball in his hand, needless to say about the boredom in his heart.

But before he could make any decisions, he suddenly felt that the palm of his right hand was wet and sticky.

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