In the distance, it is the sunset in the sky, and even if the sunset is lonely, it reflects half of the sky, and the blood is awe-inspiring. A boy sat paralyzed by the lake, holding a woman in Tsing Yi in his arms, looking up to the sky and shouting: "Heaven is unfair, what is the Tao?" If not, I will punish it! Behind him were dozens of arrows, and the blood flowed red into the green meadow, as if reflected in the sky, and the sky changed because of it.

"What is this? Do I have any of this in my head? Have I read this novel? Puzzled, she wanted to go up and take a closer look at the boy's face, but was surprised to find that he looked just like herself, but his eyes glowed with a pale blue light. However, the boy didn't seem to see Muzi, stroking the woman in his arms, and sure enough, "Tsing Yi fell off the dust and fell like a cloud of flowers", and he didn't know why he felt indescribable sadness with this boy. "Xiaoqing, I, Muyun, am still your little monk after all, forever and ever." The boy walked slowly towards the lake, his face was facing the blood-colored sun, he lowered his head and kissed the woman in Tsing Yi on the forehead, and walked into the depths of the lake with a smile, Muzi opened his mouth and shouted, however, he found that even he could not hear his own voice, and his emotions seemed to be connected with this delicate boy, and for a moment, even he himself thought that I should walk into this lake. While Muzi was pondering, he heard a loud bang, and the lake exploded, and the water surface was inexorably separated. Muzi wanted to see what was going on, but he only found that it was blurry in front of him.

"Damn, it's a dream." Muzi woke up and found that he was in school and had experienced so many things yesterday, he only felt physically and mentally exhausted, and he tried to walk around the girl, even if it was the cafeteria aunt, he didn't want to come again. But fortunately, he still had something of his own in his brain, and the feeling of forcibly seizing consciousness yesterday seemed to be irresistible. That's it, it's okay, it's okay. It's another boring history lesson, and the hateful old Li Tou is tirelessly talking about his glorious past, and Muzi nods weakly, thinking to himself, what did she transmit to my head? Why don't you have any impressions? Only occasionally dizziness and swelling. This woman is dangerous and crazy, this is the only impression that Makiko has of her. Soon, the morning class was over, and Muzi put on his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom as usual. His heart is very simple now, he just wants to go home and see his mother. I didn't go home yesterday, I don't know what happened to my mother? There was a pale blue light in the sky in the distance, "He seems to be using this ability very well, let him experience what it means to wash the world today!" Muzi obviously didn't hear it, otherwise the moment he turned around, he would have found that those eyes were so similar to himself!

"Mom, I'm back." "Mu, mom has been getting better lately, and you don't need to come back to accompany me without class at night." "Mom, I am the only relative like you in this world." "Shepherd, you haven't yet" "I won't forget that slut, it's him that you are like this, he will always have nothing to do with our family!" "Mu, you" Muzi turned around and walked into his room, his eyes closed and reminisced about the past. At that time, it was ridiculous.

"Komaki, the test in the clan is about to begin, how do you feel?"

"Dad, no problem."

"Komaki, if you pass, Dad will send you back to where you lived when you were a child, okay?"

"Okay, I also want to go back with my father, I haven't eaten the vermicelli pot sold by Uncle Zhang there for a long time."

"Okay, Daddy will go back one day." Gently stroking Muzi's head again, Muzi only felt that his father could talk to him like this, it had been a long time.

"I declare the order of the ancestors of my clan, and the shepherd ** is the first in the clan test!"

"Help! Don't" "You rebel!! That night, the sky did not seem to be at peace, and the rain fell on the ground as if the earth was crying, leaving unwillingness. Except for himself, no one in the clan survived, and the father was nowhere to be found, leaving behind the mother and son, and the shepherd dragged his seriously ill mother out of this "pit of 100 people" and struggled to survive until now. Yes, my father never took care of him since he was a child, sitting on his own research and only in charge of his own laboratory. Those few words were the last words he had ever said to him, how ironic, a "father" who disappeared without a trace in times of crisis, left behind his wife and children, but took away his own experiments, Muzi's eyes were full of resentment, but it was all useless.

Makiko lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling faintly, and remembered without expression, in his own memory mind, the thin little boy trembled into Makiko's memory, and the dream began

Among the birch trees, several figures flashed, it was an embarrassed but graceful man, with an unopened knife on his back, his face was mixed with traces of snowflakes and blood, and beside him was a delicate but spineless woman, who was running at the same speed as this man, with a swaddling baby in his arms, and the heavy snow outside his body did not fall on his face at all, and fell asleep quietly. However, behind them was a heavily armed man in black, with a murderous aura, the man turned around and stopped instantly, pulled out the knife with his right hand, and engraved golden runes on the cold light, like a dragon dancing with a light wave. "Madam, take the child away, go, my Mu family can't be cut off!" Then he turned his head and said, "You and other people in complicated circumstances have such courage, so come! "Stepping out with his right foot, the knife danced like a ribbon, and the knife was not even close to the snow, and the black-clothed man said, "Sure enough, he is the best genius of the Mu family in the past ten years, he entered the complicated affairs at the age of 15, and entered the realm of rebirth at the age of 20, and now it should be the realm of transformation." "It seems that there are still people who know the goods, and since they have recognized them, then let's fight." The other black-clothed people were shocked and didn't dare to take a step forward. 35-year-old into Huazhen!! On this meteorite continent, Buddha, Tao, Confucianism, demons, and demons stand side by side, however, the power of the stars outside the sky brought by the meteorite allows the people of the mainland to learn to practice, breathe and breathe, and for hundreds of thousands of years, they have been classified as forging the spirit body tenfold, entering the world, complicated affairs, reincarnation realm, turning into Zhen, Huitong, mustard seeds, Lingming, and turning immortals into several realms. As long as there is the power of the stars in the body, they all break the body and die, and the vast power swept the world, and the talent generation has been broken for thousands of years, until today, the immortal cultivators are less than one ten-thousandth of that year. More than 30 years have been perfected, and this kind of genius can be regarded as a talent in ancient times, "Mu Yao, do you know why you fell to the family to expel and everyone chased and killed?" "Isn't that the book?" To you is it. "So simply?" Mu Yao threw a roll of sheepskin into the air, and the black-clothed people jumped up one after another, each making strange moves, and snatching each other's books, and Mu Yao's eyes were cold, and he slashed with a knife, and the cold knife qi forced the people in the air back to a few positions, jumped up, turned around and slashed again, cutting off several black-clothed people at the waist, before he could blink an eye, he exuded a lot of energy, shook the sheepskin, and reached out with his right hand to grab it, but was forced back by a gust of wind, and his mana was no less than him. "Brother Mu, why bother, our subordinates don't know prestige." Saying that, before Mu Yao could say his next sentence, it was another move "Deception Knife", which paid attention to pure domineering, that is, a knife to break through. However, he was resisted by two palms with two palms. "The opponent must also be a man of perfection." As soon as the man was standing, a stream of pure Yang power spread out, with the momentum of tearing the cold winter, tightly surrounding Mu Yao, Mu Yao turned a silver knife in unison, every blow seemed ordinary, but the knife was pressing, blocking the position where he was dodging. The man only pressed against each other with his palms, and his hands were as warm as jade, but hard as iron. After a few rounds, Mu Yao was at a disadvantage, and his sword-wielding hand was gradually trembling.

is confronted like this, single and single-handedly picking up all the masters, a silver knife is rampant all over the world, just for the safety of his wife and children. Makiko looked as if she was in this snowfield, the baby in swaddling clothes, and she could sleep peacefully.

"Daddy"

"The night in the distance was dim, and there were only a few stars, shining slightly, answering the call of the shepherd.