The past is like a horse watching flowers, and like a white horse passing through a gap, flashing like neon lights, scene by scene, pile, people and things, more and more clear, and more and more blurred!

It seems that something has been forgotten, but it seems to be more profound, wedged in the bottom of the heart like a brand, and can never be touched.

Unconsciously, the self in my memory seems to have changed into a different person, holding a sword, slashing familiar or unfamiliar one by one, killing them one by one, saying goodbye one by one, and solving cause and effect one by one.

"Wu Ming, you can't die well!"

A somewhat vague phantom pounced up, like a demon with teeth and claws, trying to choose someone to devour.

Burst!

In the memory of himself, the sword waved casually, and the phantom disintegrated without any hesitation.

"Wu Ming, you are just relying on a little cleverness, but only strength in the world is eternal, and this seat will never lose to you!"

Another tall, inhuman-like phantom appeared, and slapped it with a claw.

As before, it was still slashed, and so on, and unconsciously, I don't know how many hideous phantoms pounced, were cut off, and reappeared, endlessly, and persevering.

At the end, there seemed to be a thin figure, similar to the self in memory, but a little different, it looked extremely cold, and there was a bit of yin and evil.

Faintly, in the blur, there seems to be a pair of silver-gray eyes!

I said...... Can you stop bothering me at this time?"

The memory of my self turned cold.

The silver-gray eyes seemed to be inexplicable, and they blinked in surprise, and the corners of their lips vaguely outlined a demonic smile, which immediately dissipated like foam.

Whew!

The light is uncertain, the sky is dim, the wind and sand are whistling, like thousands of troops, stepping on the heaven and earth, holding the halberd and raising the sand, the golden iron horse, the sword is like electricity!

"Humph!"

Wu Ming was cold, pursed his lips disdainfully, and a strange color in the depths of his eyes flashed.

The treasure ship crossed the sky, changed direction several times, and paused again.

After about a while, one of the guards came again to report that someone was approaching, and when he received the order, he let him go as before.

Sou!

A giant beast with a large body, dark cyan body, a dragon head, but a green wolf body, carrying a slender figure holding a blood-red spear, landed on the deck.

"Master!"

Qianying came to the front, bowed to the ground, dressed heroically, and revealed an unconcealable softness, slightly black wheat complexion, but with a touch of bewitching rainbow light, adding three points of charm.

"Get up!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"Thank you, master!"

Qianying slowly raised her head, revealing a beautiful face with eyes like black pearls, Qiu Lan'er, who was the tiger tooth of the Nine Ring Island, bowed forward and handed over a sharp tooth-like jade slip.

"Well done, bring these people!"

Wu Ming checked it, ticked off some of the names inside, and briefly classified them before handing the jade slip back.

"Yes!"

Qiu Lan'er took the jade slip and didn't look at it, she jumped out of the treasure boat with the wolf beast in her hand, holding the blood lotus spear, and dozens of relict emperors followed closely behind.

Tuk Tuk!

The treasure ship continued to move forward, and the rhythm of the fingers tapping the side of the ship gradually regained its regularity, methodical, and condensed like a waveless well.

About a day later, the wind and sand gradually stopped, and the shadow of the mountains appeared in front of it, although it did not occupy a large area, only dozens of miles in size, but it showed a touch of green shade.

It is a rare oasis in the Gobi, and it is full of life, but there are strangely no towns or markets, and no tribes occupy this place.

The treasure ship stopped in mid-air, and Wu Ming flew down and fell straight into the oasis.

Airplanes!

A dark blue vine shadow as thick as a bucket swept out like thunder, but after approaching, it suddenly slowed down, as if with joy, and a trace of inexplicable excitement, slowly sank and landed at Wu Ming's feet.

One by two, countless vines formed a ladder, as if welcoming a king, condensing at Wu Ming's feet.

Wu Ming walked step by step like this, until the end, there stood a Taoist man wearing a Taoist robe, but with his sideburns scattered and sleeves pulled, out of place with ordinary Taoists, seven or eight points similar to Wu Ming's appearance, but it seemed to be completely different.

This person is none other than one of the three saints who are incarnated outside his body!

The two looked at each other for a short time, and there seemed to be a little undetectable fluctuation in the void, which was that the two were communicating silently.

"You're tired!"

The complexion of the three saints changed one after another, as if they were as hideous as the devil, and for a while they were peaceful and compassionate like Buddhas, and then returned to the color of nature.

"I have a concern in my heart, I am heavy, I can't do nothing like before, I will naturally be tired!"

Wu Ming shook his head indifferently, walked straight to the lakeside recliner and lay down, squinting his eyes slightly, only his brows frowned slightly, indicating that his mood was not as indifferent as it seemed, and he pointed to his heart and said, "Tired on the body, sweet in the heart, Lao Tzu has a future!"

"You've never thought about right rear before!"

The Three Saints said lightly.

Wu Ming's expression froze, and he pursed his lips angrily.

Although the avatar does not have all the memories of itself, it is still extremely sensitive in perception, and can vaguely detect some emotions.

"Although it was an accident, it is a father's responsibility, an obligation, and a vocation!"

Wu Ming narrowed his eyes, the coldness in his eyes gradually disappeared, and a rare touch of softness appeared, "The thief seems to have put Lao Tzu together, and it is even more like a stumbling block, but this tie ...... Lao Tzu confessed!"

"It's a flaw!"

The face of the three saints turned cold, the whites of the starry eyes turned black, and the magic was clear.

"That's my business!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"Amitabha!"

The faces of the three saints turned, and there was a sense of compassion and compassion, but they suddenly returned to nature, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

"Shh

Wu Ming sneered, his expression was cold, and he patted the armrest of the recliner, "Be honest!"

The recliner trembled slightly, faintly faintly faint, if there is a sharp-eyed person here, it must not be difficult to find that it is a dense layer of sharp barbs.

Under Wu Ming's neck, a branch like a flower bone poked out, gently pressing his shoulder, and some branches spread out, stretching his limbs and bones for Wu Ming.

The corners of the Three Sages' eyes seemed to twitch, and a jade slip in his hand snapped and shattered, turned his head and flew up, got on the treasure ship, and quickly disappeared.

"Hmph, I don't have a long memory for so long, don't you call it Dragon Devouring Vine, it's still called an anti-bone cub!"

Wu Ming squinted, flicked his right hand and pointed it precisely on a branch.

But when I heard a soft pop, all the three-foot vines collapsed, turned into dust, and scattered with the wind.

The vine shadow shook, and there was a faint glitter of crystal water, as if in a cold sweat.

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth outlined a playful smile, rubbed his eyebrows casually, a hidden silver light flashed, and four petite figures appeared.

"Ahh

Originally, there was still a vague figure, but after seeing Wu Ming clearly, he suddenly screamed, and he trembled even more, huddled together, like a quail, and one of them was even worse, and he rolled his eyes directly, as if he was about to faint.

"Humph!"

Wu Ming snorted coldly, and the frightened four little fox girls turned pale, and they couldn't help but have a bad taste, and said in a rough voice, "Rub the shoulders of Master Ben!"

The little fox girl Fei'er had a white face, red eyes, crystal tears crossed her cheeks, and pursed her red lips to prevent herself from crying, but she didn't dare to disobey this evil landlord and old wealth, so she had to cautiously step forward, poked out her little hands like green and white jade, and rubbed her shoulders for this demon.

"Didn't you eat?

Wu Ming said lightly.

The little fox girl shuddered, almost didn't cry, and glared at the back of someone's head, puffing up her strength.

"What are you doing in a daze, give me a leg beating!"

Wu Ming said again.

Little fox girls, look at me, I look at you, but in the end, I couldn't resist the fear of the demon, and timidly stepped forward and half-squatted on the ground, jerkily beating my legs.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming squinted, casually brushed to the side, there was a small round table on the ground, on which was placed the spirit fruit wine, and then squinted at the last little fox girl.

Although the little fox girl has never left the fox pass, the fox clan has served the Tiger Roaring Peak Tiger Clan for generations, and she knows what to do.

Immediately, her delicate body trembled, half squatted on one side, pinched up a grape-like spirit fruit and peeled it, Sakura's lips opened slightly, held it to her lips, closed her eyes, and trembled as if she was being tortured.

Wu Ming seemed to be unconscious, squinting his eyes, enjoying the rare calm, and his mind didn't know where to go, until a warm and cool touch came from his lips.

"The evil old society, the damned landlords and old wealth, all should be overthrown!"

Wu Ming opened his eyes, his cheeks twitched, and with a wave of his hand, the three little fox girls who had lost their faces disappeared, leaving only a little fox girl Fei'er who was at a loss.

"It's still not ruthless enough!"

Rubbing his eyebrows, looking at the small lake selected by the waves, Wu Ming's right thumb rubbed his index finger and middle finger, and there was a strange light flickering in his squinted eyes.

"Have you ever seen a barbarian in the fox pass?"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"Ah...... Oh...... Oh, Phil...... Fei'er doesn't know!"

The little fox girl's head was like a rattle, sometimes shaking her head, sometimes nodding her head, obviously frightened.

Wu Ming reached out and patted the cold little hand on the back of his neck.

The little fox girl's trembling fragrant shoulders gradually calmed down, her frightened beautiful eyes gradually focused, and there was a hint of ruddy on her snow-white little face, but she was afraid but reluctant to put her little hand on Wu Ming's shoulder, which was not generous, but was extremely solid.

"Don't worry, your mother and the clansmen are fine, but now it should be under the fence, it's not precarious, but it's out of the tiger's mouth!"

Wu Ming said.

"You...... Who are you?"

The little fox girl's beautiful eyes stared directly at the back of Wu Ming's head, and she had the courage to make a grimace, as if this would bring courage, and she no longer had to be afraid of this demon who was going to skin herself and ruin the clan land.

"Just like you!"

Wu Ming chuckled.

"Huh?"

The little fox girl was puzzled, she just thought that Wu Ming was teasing herself, she pouted angrily, and wrinkled her good-looking Qiong nose, anyway, this big villain can't see it.

"Homeless, aren't you and me the same?"

Wu Ming laughed at himself, suddenly grabbed the little fox girl's little hand, and in an exclamation, hugged it in his arms, no matter how the little fox girl struggled, her breathing gradually stabilized, and she actually fell asleep, with a somewhat shy smile on the corner of her lips, peaceful like a child.