"Click!"

It's the sound of eggshells shattering.

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, Fu Xi and Nuwa were staring at the "grinding" egg in front of them motionlessly.

Why is it "abrasive"? Because the egg has been hatching for 100,000 years, and only today is it showing signs of breaking.

Yes, it has been 100,000 years since the death of the Prophet!

"Click, click. ”

The sound of shattering became more and more frequent, and the cracks on the eggshell became more and more numerous, even the second saint involuntarily became short of breath. This is one of the three major artifacts!

The last cracking sound sounded, and ripples of spiritual power rippled around the holy egg, the scope was so wide, the power was so powerful, and the impact was so intense!

The two saints who were as strong as Nuwa and Fuxi had to retreat, not to mention the spirit beasts and elves in Kunlun Mountain, prostrate on the ground one by one, trembling.

And that's not all!

Rainbows were erected on the horizon, as if they were rejoicing in the new birth of life, the earth was full of flowers, and the trees were growing wildly, as if they were competing to open up in order to welcome this child, and they did not subside for a long time.

The ripples dissipated, and everything returned to peace.

Fu Xi and Nuwa couldn't wait to fly back to the top of Kunlun Mountain, only to see a baby** curled up in the air with a white body like jade, with wisps of aura swimming around them.

This son is extraordinary!

This is the common voice of the two people.

"Brother, look at how cute this little guy is. Nuwa stepped forward, carefully caught the child, and said with sincere joy.

The smile on Fu Xi's face was not hidden, he carefully looked at this little guy with closed eyes and a peaceful face, nodded and said: "It's very cute, I think he is more female than a girl, hahaha." ”

The little guy opened his eyes and turned over as if dissatisfied, revealing his iconic "object", as if protesting, saying that I am a boy, okay?

The little guy was moving around, trying to break out of Nuwa's arms, as if this position was not very comfortable. The little hands waved, pointing to the clouds in the sky, babbling.

The second saint looked in the direction pointed by the little guy, and at some point, the clouds on the horizon had formed two big characters:

"Yunxing!"

The little one smiled, and seemed pleased with these two words.

The two saints looked at each other and smiled, Fu Xi picked up the little guy, raised it above his head, shining in the sun, Fu Xi's elegant and indifferent voice hid a heartfelt smile:

"Yes, little guy, you have a name, your name is Yunxing! ”

Nuwa stood aside, looking at her brother who was as happy as a child, and smiled heartily, that scene seemed to be as beautiful as a picture scroll!

Time flies, and five years have passed in a blink of an eye!

The children who were born in the past have now grown up, can run, can jump, and are naughty enough.

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, in the dense forest, there is a man and a beast sitting opposite each other, staring at each other, as if there is some deep hatred.

"Stinky Abai, if you dare to grab this piece of meat from me today, I will pluck the hair on your body again, this time there is really not a single left!"

The milky voice came from the mouth of the cute porcelain doll-like child, and although he tried to make a fierce expression, there was still no deterrent.

The spirit beast named Ah Bai humanized a trace of panic, as if he remembered something unbearable from the past, his petite body couldn't help but tremble, and his big white eyes showed a hesitant look.

A man and a beast confronted each other in this dense forest, and there was no wind or grass.

At this moment, the porcelain doll burst out, and while Ah Bai was not paying attention, he grabbed the meat in front of him, stuffed it in his mouth and got up and ran.

Ah Bai was on the spot, and when he reacted, the porcelain doll had long since disappeared, and he smiled wryly in a humanized manner. Chase the province, this little guy is called Yun Xing, is a well-known little demon king in Kunlun Mountain, born five years ago, he has harmed the spirit beasts and elves of Kunlun Mountain, the key is that this little guy has a big background, these spirit beasts and elves also have spiritual wisdom, and they dare not have the slightest complaint. There's no way, this is the nephew of the second saint, who dares to mess with it?

Ah Bai raised his head, began to look around, and after making sure that there was no one, he trotted to a bush, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, and took out three pieces of delicious meat, as if to say: "Hehe, fortunately, this beast is smart, knowing that this little demon king will come to rob this beast's food, he secretly hid three pieces in advance." ”

Ah Bai picked up three pieces of meat and turned around beautifully, but saw a white and tender little pink fist coming straight to the door.

Finished!

This was the only thought that Ah Bai had when he passed out.

Yun Xing squatted down, poked the little beast that fell to the ground with his fingers, was a little flustered, and said to himself: "It should be okay, right? I didn't use much force, for the sake of him fainting, I will leave half a piece for him." ”

Although he said this, the movements of his hands did not stop at all, and he ate up the three pieces of meat when he spoke, and even thought about taking it, only to find that it was gone.

Yun Xing's white little face showed an embarrassed look, and he gave himself the steps and said, "I actually really want to keep it for you, but I couldn't help it..."

If Ah Bai was awake, it was estimated that he would chase him all over the mountain and bite, but fortunately it was unconscious, otherwise I didn't dare to guarantee that it would not vomit blood angrily.

Yun Xing jumped and left, this time it was really gone. But he didn't know that Ah Bai's grandfather had already sued him in front of Nuwa.

"Saint, you have to be the master of the creatures of our entire Kunlun Mountain!"

Ah Bai's grandfather's name is Bai Lin, and he is the patriarch of the Bai Ze clan of the divine beast, and his face is full of helplessness at this time.

"Oh, there's something else that you Bai Lin can't solve, and I want me to call the shots for you. "We have known each other for hundreds of thousands of years, and Nuwa didn't pretend to be that saint, she looked at Bai Lin with interest and said.

The corners of Bai Lin's mouth twitched, and he arched his hand and said, "Naturally, it's about the little saint." ”

Nuwa frowned, a little puzzled: "Yun'er?"

Bai Lin nodded, and said as if describing bitter water: "Sage, you don't know, in the past five years of your absence, the little sage can be said to have been tortured by the spirit beasts of Kunlun Mountain." ”

Nuwa was surprised, and motioned to the servant to set up a seat for Bai Lin, and asked him to talk about what kind of torture method it was.

Bai Lin swallowed his saliva, and was watched by the saint in this huge palace, as if he was on pins and needles, but he still stubbornly said: "The little saint has made my clan jump in the past few years, especially my grandson, who is particularly miserable. ”

"The little sage came to our clan to plague some immortal medicine and famous weapons, so I won't say anything, but the first time he met my grandson, he shaved all the white hair that my grandson was proud of, and the reason for this was..."

Speaking of this, Bai Lin glanced at Nuwa with cold sweat and whispered: "The white looks old, and it looks better if it is shaved." ”

"There is also a tiger boy who was fooled by the little sage to graze... The Tiger boy still didn't believe that he was born to eat meat. And there's..."

Bai Lin recounted the bad deeds of Yun Xing in detail, and it was a few hours, from the boys of all races to the elves, all kinds of absurd things emerged one after another.

Nuwa looked at the gushing Bai Lin, had a headache, motioned for him to rest, and said, "I didn't expect Yun'er to be so stubborn, how is his cultivation?"

Bai Lin took a sip of immortal tea to moisten his throat, hesitated for a moment, and said truthfully: "The little sage seems to be too playful and has no intention of cultivating. ”

Nuwa frowned, and Bai Lin suddenly secretly said in his heart that something was wrong.

"Okay, I know, you go back first, I'll clean up this guy well!" Nuwa signaled that Bai Lin could go back, especially the four words "clean up well" bit very hard.

When Bai Lin walked out of the palace, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said with a little weakness: "Little saint, I'm sorry, don't blame the old man." ”

Nuwa rubbed her forehead and said to the servant, "Go! ”

The servant answered, and was about to go out, when Nuwa's voice came from behind him again:

"Let him prepare his own wattles, and say that I said it. ”