The night was already deep, dark and gloomy, and the scenery was not visible. But the mountains are not quiet, the monsters roar, shaking the mountains and rivers, the trees tremble, and the leaves wither and fall.

Between the mountains and ravines, fierce beasts are rampant, all kinds of alien species are infested, and terrible sounds rise and fall in the darkness, threatening to shake the heavens and the earth, all of which reveal a trace of desolation and an ancient feeling.

"Hahaha, Brother Juhe, don't be discouraged, with these demon bones this time, you will definitely be able to cultivate more witch patterns. ”

"Yes, Brother Juhe is a good son of my clan, how can he not break through this small realm, just a few witch lines. ”

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Suddenly, a group of people walked through the mountains, talking and laughing at the same time, there was a rebellious atmosphere between their eyebrows. In their hands, they grabbed the corpses of some demon beasts, and at this moment they were extremely excited, showing a simple smile.

Each of them, tall and strong, was dressed in a beast skin robe, and his shirts were bare, revealing his magnificent muscles and the pitch-black lines on them.

"It's ......... Wicans?"

"It's ......... What's going on?"

"Why am I like this?"

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A voice sounded from the heart of a grass. And this grass is the white night that falls into the pool of blood. At this moment, even he couldn't understand why he became the way he is.

I am now a grass, an ordinary grass. Move with the wind, bathe in the light, and let the rain hit......... It's unremarkable, and it's all grassy.

Bai Ye looked at the familiar world in front of him, and his heart was completely speechless. He just remembered that he had missed and fell into the pool of blood in the city of the Gu Clan, and was submerged by the water.

And at this moment, he was completely speechless. He couldn't understand why he had been reduced to an ordinary grass in the fog, and he would miraculously come to this world that he was once all too familiar with.

"Could it be that this is my hallucination?"

............

"Water, I want water........."

Suddenly, Bai Ye heard a voice that sounded behind him. The voice gave him a strange feeling, as if he had heard it somewhere, and gave him a sense of déjà vu.

However, more than that, it is still unfamiliar. But now, he wanted to turn around and see who the owner of the voice behind him was. However, he is now just an ordinary grass, and he has no ability to turn around at all.

In this way, Bai Ye listened to the voice ringing in his ears, from the groan of pain to the murmur of despair......... The voice went from déjà vu to hoarse, until it was completely faint, and only a rough idea could be heard.

"Water......... Please, give me some water......"

Suddenly, as if the owner of the voice had seen someone, he let out a roar with all his might, and in the hoarseness, it was all desperate pain.

"Oh, why should I give you, you need to give me a reason. ”

Another voice sounded, without the slightest emotion, extremely cold, and even, Bai Ye could feel endless murderous intent from his voice.

He could feel it, and this killing intent was not much worse than when he was at his peak. "Who is he, at that time, there were still Killing Dao cultivators who were no less than my master and my Killing Dao powerhouses. ”

Hakuya was shocked, but almost without hesitation, he decided to continue listening. He always felt that there was a strange power in it, which was slowly attracting him and leading him to a strange door.

It's just that the door is closed.

"Give me water, even a drop. In the future, I will definitely repay my benefactor. ”

"Do you have what it takes?"

The indifferent voice sounded again, followed by a fierce wind between heaven and earth, and a heavy rain carried by the strong wind. In a few moments, the torrential rain poured under the sweep of the strong wind.

"I......... Not yet. So, I beg you for your blessing. Perhaps it was because of the rain that his voice was no longer hoarse, and his words were now filled with a strange sense of power.

"Hahaha, what a reclamation ......... me"

"Do you know that my power is coveted by countless people, but I can't give it to you?"

"Why?" The originally hoarse voice was now extremely calm, with an indelible immaturity in the calm. The man who begged for water spoke, but it was as if he had changed into a different person, and there was not the slightest sense of urgency or arrogance between the words.

At least, what Bai Ye could hear was all doubts.

"Everyone is different, and in this world, no two leaves are exactly the same. ”

"My way can only be my way, and you naturally have your way, so why bother to follow the path of others?"

At the same time as the indifferent voice sounded, Bai Ye, who had turned into grass, felt a pain all over his body for no reason. At this moment, he was uprooted and thrown out.

However, it was only this flight that pierced the space here, cut through the mountains, and pierced through countless tall trees......... Eventually, however, he was summoned back by the owner of the indifferent voice and thrown in front of the man who begged for water.

"You can try to go your way, but the outcome depends on your own creation. ”

As the man spoke, his figure gradually faded in front of the grass that had melted in the white night and the man who begged for water, and became like smoke, as if it might dissipate at any moment.

"Benefactor, how should I repay you in the future?"

The man's voice rang out, with an unconcealed sense of urgency and anxiety. He didn't care much about a blade of grass that seemed to be there.

"Your little friend of the demon clan is interesting, today there is an old guy I can't beat and said that my vein will be in big trouble in the future, if you can really develop, then take care of it for me. ”

The indifferent voice sounded, and then, it disappeared directly with the faded figure.........

"Yes, I will definitely complete my benefactor's message. ”

The man said a word, but he directly picked up the white night that had been restored to ordinary grass. He ceremoniously put away the white night, and then limped and walked towards the mountains with a feeble step.

Now the white night was held in his hands, and he walked with him, and in the pouring rain, he was led to a place where he did not know where he was. For him, it was an unknown distance.........

"Ah Ye, you said that in this battle, will any of us be able to come back alive?"

Early in the morning, behind a simple camp, a young man of the demon clan was sitting on a large bluestone with a green grass in his hand, looking at everything in the distance, and he was telling Bai Ye about the worries in his heart.

He said, "Listen to it in the white night." This has become a habit for both of them. It's just that he can only speak, and Bai Ye can only listen. He is an ordinary demon soldier, and Bai Ye is just a green grass left by a mysterious powerhouse.

He can speak, but he can't, that's the limitation. Hearing the title of Ah Ye again, Bai Ye couldn't help but be speechless, it seems that this title, this demon clan really can't change it.

But also, after all, I can't speak, how can I tell him my real name?

Since returning here, he has gradually developed a sense of loss and forgetfulness. Maybe this is the baptism of the years, Bai Ye doesn't know how long these years have passed, he only knows that he is forgetting something.

Those things were important, but every time he woke up next morning beside this demon man, he would forget something and jot down something new.

Maybe he didn't know anything else, but what he knew best was the life experience of this demon clan. He knew that this demon clan was just an ordinary little demon, with an average background, and his home was destroyed by a few witch youths.

And the reason why he was able to survive that hunt was entirely because his own qualifications were too poor, and the young man of the Wu clan was too tired to catch him, so he simply threw him away.

And the man who gave rain and grass, he didn't know who it was, and Bai Ye couldn't recognize who that person was. But what Bai Ye remembered was that since he got the grass he incarnated, that demon clan had been practicing like he was going crazy.

On the battlefield of the two lich clans, the demon clan will always be the first to rush to the front of the team, and over time, it will be him who will take the lead in the charge. And in private, every day he lives on the road of sharpening himself.

Compared to the battles of other clans, he would rather find a place that few people know about to find some unintelligent desolate aliens, and start a battle in which only one side can survive.

In this way, this demon clan, under the witness of the white night, grew up madly. And the white night, the memory is becoming more and more chaotic, and gradually sinking towards complete destruction, the abyss that does not know the depth.

The end of this muddy and nightmare day came from an early morning. That early morning was special for Bai Ye and that demon clansman.

"Ah Ye, the general said, my military merits are enough, I can have my own name. ”

"Say, what name should I take?"

"Well, just go back to my old name. ”

"A former name?"

Bai Ye was puzzled, during the Flood Era, he still understood some rules about the demon clan. For example, when it comes to choosing a name, he remembers that the name is not something that can be had for the demon people at that time.

If you want to always have your own and unique name, you need enough military merit to pay for it. And the hardships of this are simply as difficult as heaven.

"It's decided, my name is still Fan Li. ”

"Fan Li........."

At this moment, the white night was like waking up from a dream, completely speechless.

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