Mu Xinlian thought of one thing, the protagonist's life was at stake, and hurriedly asked: "How long does the protagonist have to fall." ”

The system took a look: "It's almost over, the City Lord's Mansion has received the news, and it will start immediately, and then the protagonist will be forced to jump." ”

Mu Xinlian: "Then will he die this time?"

System: "There's a waterhole at the bottom, no." "It's just nine deaths.

Mu Xinlian said sadly: "What if you don't fall in." ”

System: "....... "You can't think of something good.

Xiao family.

Xiao Nanxing hugged Xiao Yongyuan's silence, and tears fell silently.

A bolt of lightning slipped by the window, reflecting Xiao Nanxing's blood-red eyes.

What kind of person is it, the Xiao family is dead.

The entire Xiao family was silent, and none of the more than 200 people in the whole clan were alive, except for the eldest brother.

Xiao Nanxing had a glimmer of hope in his heart, as long as he found the eldest brother, he would know who did it.

He, Xiao Nanxing, swore here.

This revenge will not be avenged.

The soul is gone.

In a forest outside the city.

Shang Zhi stood on a hundred-year-old tree and held his breath, secretly hating in his heart: If this seat is not injured, he can be oppressed by you like this, come in, come in quickly, and see that this seat will not kill you.

The evil rain led people to enter this forest for a long time, and the subordinates felt strange, but they didn't dare to ask more.

A quarter of an hour later, the divine consciousness exuded by the evil rain was retracted, looking at the depths of the forest, the corners of his mouth involuntarily hooked, and a crazy look appeared in his eyes: It's really good, such an opponent is interesting, you really didn't disappoint me, evil wind.

My dear big brother.

Waving off his subordinates, Evil Rain stepped into the forest alone, wandering between the inconspicuous trees with a peculiar footwork.

Jinhua Building (Green Building).

Mu Xinlian's eyes widened: "The second villain has a small vest. ”

System: "Hmm. ”

Mu Xinlian: "The eldest son of the First Demon Gate Apocalypse." ”

System: "Yes!"

Mu Xinlian suddenly sympathized with King Shang: "Then whose son is he?" ”

The system sighed: "Host, can't you watch it yourself?"

Mu Xinlian: "What are you kidding, it's so long, I can't read it for three days and three nights, you can say it quickly." ”

The system replied: "Of course it's the king of Shang, otherwise how would he be the crown prince." ”

Mu Xinlian: "It seems that King Shang has not been greened." ”

System: "....... "So that's what you care about.

Mu Xinlian continued to ask, "What is the matter with the Heavenly Enlightenment Sect Master. ”

The system said to the host: "How to say it! The mother of the second villain was once the number one beauty on the Tianjiao list, as the saying goes, the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, and the Shang King, who was still the prince at the time, and the master of the Apocalypse Gate at that time competed like this. ”

Mu Xinlian said leisurely: "Two womanizers. ”

System: No problem.

The system cleared his throat and continued: "At that time, it was Shang Wang, and the two had two villains a year after they got married, but they ....... ”

Mu Xinlian leaned closer: "What?"

The system sold out: "You guess. Looking at Mu Xinlian's angry eyes, the system knew that it was not appropriate to stay for a long time.

"Ding~. ”

"Your system is offline. ”

Mu Xinlian looked at the empty system space.

Apple is gone, and so is the system.

The page was closed, and she was gone.

Xiao family ancestral hall.

A quenched dagger grazed Xiao Nanxing's chest, and Xiao Nanxing narrowly dodged it and nailed it to the wall.

As soon as he stood still, a group of black-clothed men immediately surrounded him, swords and daggers constantly beckoning to him.

These people's cultivation is the highest and only the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation, but there are many victories, and the entire small courtyard is surrounded by water.

Xiao Nanxing dodged one by one, looking at these people with blood-red eyes, he had just sent his grandfather and Uncle Yu into the ancestral hall, and before he could set up a card, these people broke in and interrupted him.

Unforgivable.

Taking the opportunity to pull out the Nebula Sword, Fan Tie collided with the high-grade spiritual weapon, and was immediately cut off, and Xiao Nanxing, who was at a disadvantage, immediately counterattacked, and with the high-grade spiritual weapon, the man in black was beaten and retreated.

As one person fell one after another, little by little, the starlight, which was so small that it was almost impossible to see, slowly gathered around Xiao Nanxing, but it was ignored by everyone.

And the blood in Xiao Nanxing's eyes became more and more gorgeous, there was no murderous aura, just a pair of star-like beautiful eyes looking at the group of people in front of him like playthings.

The black-clothed people were a little chilled by Xiao Nanxing's gaze, they were all dead soldiers trained by the City Lord's Mansion, they were not afraid of life and death, but at this moment, they were a little afraid.

As another person fell, Xiao Nanxing stopped the sword in his hand, covered his head with one hand a little uncomfortably, looked at the corpse ground, and some people who were constantly retreating not far away, Xiao Nanxing's mind was blank: What happened just now.

Looking at the dead corpses in this place, Xiao Nanxing's killing intent was even better.

This person disturbed his grandfather's rest.

Seeing so many subordinates being killed, the people of Mu Hou couldn't help but shoot anymore, and the two flying swords came towards Xiao Nanxing.

Xiao Nanxing dodged sideways and swung the Nebula Sword, and the flying sword was immediately cut off.

The people who are the queen are even hotter-eyed, and they are high-grade spiritual weapons.

But looking at the table that was destroyed by the flying sword just now, the anger in Xiao Nanxing's heart burned even higher, carefully set up the messed incense candles, and whispered to the spiritual position: "I'm sorry grandpa, Uncle Yu, these people are too annoying, Xing'er will kill them first." ”

Xiao Nanxing took a step forward with his sword, and the group of men in black were so frightened that they should retreat.

Xiao Nanxing sneered: "Even if you rely on you, you dare to offend my Xiao family." ”

A person in the dark couldn't help but want to make a sound, but was pressed by one person.

Xiao Nanxing ripped off the Wang pendant around his waist and injected spiritual power, the lines on the jade pendant lit up, and the enchantment enveloped Xiao Nanxing and the entire ancestral hall.

Secretly several people were shocked, and the spirit pattern array.

Lingyun Sect, in a forbidden place.

The surrounding aura has turned into a solid state.

Sitting on the cold jade bed, he opened his inky eyes, as if he sensed something, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, and an ethereal voice echoed in the stone room.

"Little one, we're going to meet soon, but don't forget this seat. ”

Lingyun Temple, at the terrace.

The two of them who were in Xia Qi suddenly paused and looked at each other in unison.

Fei Sheng retracted his gaze and urged: "Senior brother in charge, it's time for you to fall." ”

After confirming that it was correct, Yunxiao withdrew his divine sense, looked at the retreating sunspot, and said helplessly: "I admit defeat." ”

Fei Sheng said with a smile: "Senior Brother in charge is not here, when will he be able to win." ”

Yunxiao didn't refute, it was.

Fei Sheng comforted: "Senior brother in charge, rest assured, junior brother will be fine." ”

Yunxiao sighed: "But the injuries on his body have only healed, and now he is about to advance, how can I not worry." ”

Fei Sheng was also uneasy in his heart.

Seven years ago, the little junior brother came back with serious injuries covered in blood, but they were scared half to death, and they were worried and scared every day, especially the senior brother in charge, whose hair was gray.

Shizun and Shizu even went to the Mo family to smash the door, seriously injuring the current head of the Mo family.

The internal injuries on the junior brother's body were obviously caused by the Mo family's mental method, and they still refused to admit it, so angry that the ancestor directly set fire to many of the Mo family's houses.

When the junior brother is healed, he will go again, and he will have to smash them in the hall.

Unlike them, the little junior brother is the latest to get started, and he entered the master's door at the age of five, and the master is busy with things, and the little junior brother is almost brought up by the senior brother in charge.

The little junior brother also pesters the senior brother in charge every day, and has revered the senior brother as a father since he was a child, but when he grows up, he understands the difference between the senior brother in charge and his father, and slowly becomes more and more estranged from the senior brother in charge.

Looking at the gray hair of the senior brother in charge, Fei Sheng sighed secretly, "Little junior brother, you have to be safe and sound! Senior brothers have old arms and legs, but I can't help but be scared."

Bottle of memory, ink painting.

Thirty years ago, ink painting was five years old.

On the day of the Lingyun Sect's disciple collection meeting, the five-year-old ink painting stood alone in the corner.

The children who had come with him had long since been taken away by the elders, leaving him unquestioned.

It's not that he is not talented enough, the gold system is a single spirit root, and his talent is superior, how can no one be hot, but as the son of the former head of the Mo family, he is like a hot potato, and no one dares to accept him.

Everyone knows how the former head of the Mo family died, but the strong people in the cultivation realm are respected, and no one dares to say it.

Until the end of the collection assembly, he was left alone in his place.

Although he was young, he knew that if he couldn't stay here, there was only one way to go back and wait for him.

It wasn't until it was dark and everyone dispersed, and the ink painting was still standing alone, his clothes were already wet with sweat, and he was dizzy, that he began to practice.

On the treetops of the moon, the ink painting finally fell unsupportively, and did not fall to the ground, someone caught him.

Reimu helped the thin child and asked, "Would you like to be my disciple?" ”

The ink painting wanted to get up and bow down, but his whole body was already numb, and his throat was also hot, so he couldn't speak at all, so he could only nod weakly.

Lingmeng asked seriously: "But your identity is a trouble, before you advance to the Yuan Infant Stage, I will hide your whereabouts from the outside world, and you can't show it in front of others, you can only stay in the forbidden land, otherwise I won't be able to protect you." ”

The ink painting still nods, and life is the most important thing compared to freedom.

Since then, ink painting has been practiced in the forbidden land until he was promoted to the Yuan Infant, and the people he has seen during this period are only a few senior brothers except for the master and the ancestor.

Memory bottle, cloud chapter.

When Yunxiao was seventy-two years old, Venerable Dream brought the small ink painting to Yunxiao: "This is your junior brother, Shizun is usually busy, and he will hand it over to you in the future, this child has a hard life, you treat him well." ”

In the beginning, ink painting did not accept anyone and was wary of anything.

It took a long time for Yunxiao to get the ink painting to let down his guard against him.

Since then, Yunxiao has had an extra junior brother (half a son. ）

"Senior brother, I can't sleep. ”

"Senior brother sleeps with you. ”

(So there's one more person in bed.) ）

"Senior brother, I can't learn this trick. ”

"Senior brother taught you. ”

(The hand-in-hand kind.) ）

"Senior brother, I'm tired. ”

"Senior brother, hug. ”

(Princess hug.) ）

"Senior brother, my clothes are torn. ”

"Senior brother, I bought you a new one. ”

(There are many, many new clothes in the ink-painted wardrobe.) ）

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Fei bullied me. ”

"Senior brother beat him. ”

A flying sword headed towards Fei Sheng.

Fei Sheng hugged his head and scurried: "Senior brother, you can't be so eccentric!"

......。

The ink painting asked with sparkling eyes: "Senior brother, you are so good to me, are you my father?"

Looking at the expectant eyes of his junior brother, Yunxiao said cruel words: "No. ”