That night, blood stained the earth, and the rising blood qi washed away the dark clouds in the sky, and the moon in the sky became a blood moon.

Although there is no cultivation, the young man left calmly with the firewood knife in his hand and the girl as if he was walking in his back garden.

But the flower ...... But it's a blood flower.

One step at a time, one at a time, one at a half-step to kill.

Looking at the young man who seemed to have walked out of the region, soaked in blood, and the general who had killed thousands of troops sitting on the horse, there was a chill in his heart.

After the boy left with the girl, the glance when he looked back at the general made the general's heart tremble.

There was no coldness at that glance, there was no coldness, there was only extreme calm. The message was clear, "He'll be back." ”

The girl who let herself be held by the young man, looked at the young man with the firewood knife in front of her, and after recovering from the shock, she suddenly smiled at the back of the young man, and there was sweetness in the smile, because the sentence that the young man said ...... 'family'.

After settling the girl into a safe position, the boy turned around and left with a firewood knife, and the girl did not ask what the boy was going to do. But the girl knew that the boy would definitely come back, as if she couldn't do without the boy.

At dawn, the boy returned, and the boy who followed him came back, along with the huge wooden knife in his hand that was completely deformed.

After handing the knife to the girl, the tired boy fell asleep and cried out.

No one has ever been to this forest since, and in another beautiful place, the boy built a house with two cute little ears on it, and a small vegetable patch behind it.

But then it was the boy who went out to hunt, and the one who sat on the threshold and waited sweetly became a girl.

Holding her head, the girl happily looked at the chairs in the hands of the young man, and the wooden bowls were formed, feeling that this was the happiest thing in the world.

But for that night, the two of them forgot it together.

That night, the young man who was making wooden chopsticks, with his ordinary hands holding a firewood knife, killed a few people, or many people, or many, many people, and then walked into a very magnificent house, the house was so big that the young man felt that the rich man in the yellow clothes was really a bit of a waste.

In particular, the hard golden chair made the boy very uncomfortable.

So the boy stepped out of the golden chair, drank a glass of wine, weighed the firewood knife in his hand on the neck of the pot-bellied man a few times, and looked at the middle-aged man with a snort and tears swearing to the sky, and the boy put away the firewood knife boringly.

Surrounded by thousands of soldiers armed with bows and arrows and long knives, he walked out of the circle, and wherever the boy went, the people there immediately retreated, which made the boy feel very amused, but also puzzled.

I don't know why they all stared at themselves blankly and didn't make a move on themselves.

The boy didn't want to walk so slowly, but because he was physically exhausted, he had to go so slowly.

Just facing the pot-bellied man, the young man didn't want to chop off the firewood knife in his hand and hurt the girl's arm, and the young man felt that the other party's death was not enough. But after trying it a few times, the firewood knife in his hand could only be lifted to the neck of the middle-aged man, so he reluctantly gave up.

At that moment, the young man thought that he was dead, so he reluctantly accepted the firewood knife, but he didn't expect those soldiers with big shoulders and round waists to hide from him, thinking about it, the young man felt that his luck and character were very good.

The days passed like this, although it was simple, but the boy felt very fulfilled, and one day the boy suddenly felt that the days could be more fulfilling, so on that day, they got married.

There is no celebration, it is so simple to get married, that year, the girl has grown up, simple clothes, and a green scarf on her forehead, still can't hide the beauty of the girl.

Just a few years later, the boy who went out hunting came back with an unconcealable excitement, and loudly told the girl that he had obtained the blood immortal inheritance and could cultivate again.

The girl is also very happy, but she is not happy because the boy can cultivate again, she doesn't know what cultivation is, because the boy is happy, so she is very happy.

Looking at the girl with a little blank smile, the young man's heart trembled fiercely, thinking that the girl could not cultivate, and her life was only a hundred years.

The young man's excited heart suddenly cooled and there was pain.

So in addition to accompanying the girl, the boy spent almost all of his time on cultivation, not hesitating to lose the foundation to expand the meridians for the girl, so that the girl could barely cultivate.

But the girl, with the absolute help of the young man, only arrived at the foundation and never made an inch again.

Although on the surface, the boy is still happy about the girl's achievements, but there is already a pain in his heart. Because at that time, the young man had already reached middle age, cultivated to a primordial baby, and enjoyed a thousand-year lifespan, and the foundation was only 200 years at most.

In desperation, the former boy who lived in seclusion in the desert walked out of the mountains and forests again and came to the battle gate where he was expelled at the beginning.

Just like that night many years ago, Wu Yan took a firewood knife and washed the battle gate in blood.

The cultivation realm was shocked by Wu Yan's sudden reappearance as a Yuanying overhaul, but what was even more shocking was that Wu Yan succeeded in bloodbathing the battle gate.

Everyone else thought that Wu Yan was to wash away the shame of the year, but if he could, Wu Yan would rather never leave that ordinary mountain forest for the rest of his life, and the reason why this was so was because the Zhanmen was listed as the 'years and years' of the most precious sect of the sect.

This kind of treasure for prolonging life, taken in infancy, longevity can even be increased for another thousand years, after asking for no result, Wu Yan took out a firewood knife.

But she has become a beautiful woman, and after taking it, her life span has increased by 500 years...... Because of the ordinary cultivation of the foundation of the cold fall.

After this, although Wu Yan tried all the means, there was still no way to stop the passage of cold falling vitality, although her face was still so young, but the weakening vitality in her body made Wu Yan crazy.

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Six hundred years later, Wu Yan hugged Han Luoluo and listened to Han Luoluo's gentle words, but the strong momentum on his body could not be suppressed and went straight to the sky.

Stretching out his smooth hand, he touched Wu Yan's vicissitudes of life, and there was a smile on his face, just like a girl who secretly looked at the back of the young man many years ago.

"The proudest thing in my life is that I have parents who love me, and a man who is powerful and loves me, what a pity! It's my lack of anger that makes you so miserable now. What do you say is after the first baby? You are in the blood immortal inheritance, so is it an immortal after the Yuan Baby? If it's an immortal, maybe it's a matter of your words to resurrect me, is it good for you to cultivate to the realm of immortals? So that we can stay together all the time. ”

Looking at his wife who was looking at him with wide eyes in anticipation, Wu Yan's heart trembled and dispersed the cultivation in his body that was about to explode.

smiled reassuringly, and the cold fell against Wu Yan's chest, and said softly,

"Live well, Chengxian will show your woman, in my heart the young man with a firewood knife is omnipotent! You know, I don't want to die because I can't ......."

His body shook suddenly, Wu Yan closed his eyes and said with a smile.

"Okay, I promise you, I will become an immortal in this life, and then resurrect you ......"

In one breath, Wu Yan said many, many words, from day to night, and then from night to dawn, so that Wu Yan of Yuanying was a little panting.

From the time the two met and talked until now, Wu Yan lowered his head and looked at the woman with her eyes closed as if she was asleep, and a tear passed through the corner of her eye.

Trembling and picking up the woman, Wu Yan was about to leave here with the woman when his mind roared...... Wu Yan saw the woman's soul rise from her body into the air, and she was about to lose all her memories and then either reincarnate or dissipate under the rules of heaven and earth.

The specific Wu Yan doesn't know, because he hasn't died.

At this moment, an almost crazy idea arose in Wu Yan's mind, and Wu Yan stretched out his hand to detain the woman's soul.

Looking at the soul of the woman in his hand, Wu Yan muttered.

"If you don't want to die, then no one can take your life, even heaven and earth."

The strong cultivation suddenly erupted, and the mountain under Wu Yan's feet shattered instantly.

In order to be able to preserve the woman's soul, Wu Yanzai stopped in front of the monk who was in the same realm as his own cultivation, because the other party's natal magic weapon was a spiritual bead that could nourish and preserve the soul.

Of course, no one would hand over the natal magic weapon, so Wu Yan's hand, which had been silent for five hundred years, was stained with blood again.

In that battle, Wu Yan was called a blood immortal.

But only Wu Yan knew that after his wife died, he ...... It's already a demon.

The soul of the woman lying in the spirit bead in a deep sleep became Wu Yan's only concern, when he knew that he could not become an immortal, Wu Yan was silent for a long time, and chose a path to become a demon within a demon.

Blood sacrifices to monks from all over the continent to pave a blood path to immortality for themselves.

Under that battle, Wu Yan failed and was sealed under the formation for thousands of years, because he had also taken the 'years and years', Wu Yan persevered, but he did not give up, and chose the last method for his wife.

With his own flesh and blood, he slowly nourished his wife's soul for a thousand years, in exchange for the opportunity for the woman to wake up.

He succeeded, but never got a chance to see it again.

The words before the Blood Demon dissipated exhausted all the thoughts of the Blood Demon.

"You know, I don't want to become an immortal......."

Because that Wu Yan, when the woman was asleep, had also dissipated, and all that was left was the blood demon who could resurrect the woman at all costs, and the sentence that Han Luoluo finally made the blood demon become an immortal and then resurrected, gave the blood demon a reason to continue living, but it also made the blood demon live painfully for a thousand years.

After the picture ended, Lin slowly and gradually opened his eyes, and there was a trace of vicissitudes in his eyes, which was a side effect of reading the blood demon's thousands of years of experience, and after glancing at the illusory ink demon on the side, Lin nodded slowly, and instead of getting up, he closed his eyes again.

After Lin slowly woke up, the cultivation in his body immediately had a 'restlessness' movement, and the opportunity that the blood demon temporarily handed over to Lin slowly was not to let Lin slowly add a thousand years of experience, but to give Lin a chance to break through.

An opportunity for Lin to slowly break through to the foundation. (To be continued.) )