Chapter 1: The Shadow of the Dragon
The sky was gray, the world was quiet, there was no sound, only the light rain was dripping, and the water droplets fell to the ground intertwined with a dull echo.
The cave is deep, dry and dark, the walls are craggy, and the path is twisting and looping, and if you are not careful, you will be trapped in the maze forever and find no way out.
Ye Sanpan has been sitting on the stone steps for several days, closing his eyes and recuperating, only to see that the Yuan Force has been running continuously for countless weeks, like a group of stars, and the auspicious clouds have not dispersed for a long time.
Behind it, a giant dragon soul was dormant, and its momentum soared into the sky.
After a while, Ye San couldn't help but cough lightly, and then a mouthful of old blood spurted out.
"Well, it looks like the injury isn't light. Ye San endured the pain of the wound and staggered to his feet, he looked around at the pitch black, he couldn't see the sun and the moon, and he didn't know what time it was.
However, after a little induction, he regained his senses.
After a long sigh, Ye San withdrew the spear standing aside, and the dragon soul immediately entered the spear, and then Ye San's body changed into a light and shadow, and flew out of the cave.
[Legend has it that when the world was still chaotic, the vast universe and the vast way of heaven.]
In the Infinite World above the clouds, the old gods of the past finally remembered the fear of being abandoned hundreds of millions of years ago in the face of the incomparable gods of the Apocalypse in front of them.
Even though the time experienced is close to infinity, I still can't let go of the fate of my imminent demise.
Finally, with the thunder pouring down, the world of the old gods finally ushered in the final moment, no one knows the fierceness of the battle at that time, but the night sky was illuminated by the fallen gods as bright as day, and it will not be extinguished for a long time......]
"Hmm, why don't you go on?"
The little girl's bright eyes looked at the man, and her little hand grabbed the corner of his clothes, anxious to know the story behind.
But the man slowly closed the book in his hand, raised his head, it was almost noon, and then looked into the distance.
"Pan?"
The little girl looked at the man's gaze suspiciously, and suddenly a golden light flashed, so frightened that she quickly closed her eyes and clutched the corner of the man's clothes.
When he opened his eyes again, there was already a young man in red in front of him.
The boy was thin and weak, and his complexion was slightly pale, but he gave people a looming oppression.
"You're here. The man's tone was calm, but he could still feel a hint of helplessness in it.
The boy nodded.
The man turned around, squatted down and looked at the little girl, his eyes were full of reluctance, "Xi'er, can you promise me one thing now?"
"Hmm, what's going on?" the little girl didn't know, but her instincts told her that it might not be a good thing to say yes.
The man held down the little girl, "You follow him back first" The man pointed to the boy, "I told him, he will take good care of you, don't worry, I will come back to pick you up." The man let go of the little girl and touched her round forehead.
"When will Pan come back?"
The man smiled, but said quickly.
"But, but ......" tears were rolling in the girl's eyes, she felt that she was "abandoned", but she couldn't cry, Pan told her to be strong, because she always had to learn to grow up alone.
"Xi'er, don't cry, it's okay, I'll be back to pick you up soon. The man didn't know how to comfort the girl anymore, so he kept saying that he would come back soon.
"Then you must come back quickly. The girl wiped away her tears and squeezed out a smile, "You haven't finished your story yet, you have to come back and tell me." ”
"Uh-huh," the man hugged her and whispered in his ear, "definitely." ”
"San, Xi'er will be handed over to you. ”
The man slowly took the girl's hand and handed her to the boy.
The boy looked closely, and the girl looked up at him.
"Hmm. ”
The young man nodded, leaned over, and stretched out a hand, "Hello, I am a good friend of your uncle, Ye San, the leaves of the leaves, scattered and scattered." ”
Maybe he has no experience in communicating with children, and the boy's tone is a little strange.
It's just a rare squeeze out of a "not too ugly" smile on his face.
In fact, it is rare for him to be able to speak like this, and Rou Xiaoxi will not hear him speak so politely in the future, naturally this is a later story, and who can expect it later.
The little girl hesitated for a moment, but finally held the young man's hand and said shyly: "I, my name is Rou Xiaoxi, gentle and gentle, dawning dawn, bustling and bustling." Jian Shaowan added in a low voice: "You have to remember." ”
The voice was very small, but the boy still heard it, but instead of responding, he got up and said to the man, "Pan, be careful all the way." ”
Since that day, Rou Xiaoxi has been waiting, but after a few years, she didn't wait for that person after all.