A waning moon hangs high above the nine heavens.

The moonlight descended like a waterfall, but it was blocked by the hazy mist, scattered like a gauze tent draped over the wasteland outside the Dingtian City like a giant beast crawling in the wilderness, cutting three thousand miles from east to west.

Whining~

The low whimpering sound of crying and complaining lingered in the wind, and the scattered moonlight became more and more desolate in the night.

In the night, two middle-aged men in gray robes carried a bloodstained and dying young man.

The young man's long hair was stained with blood, his face was pale, and one hand drooped weakly, mopping the floor, leaving long blood marks as he walked.

The sound of sobbing and whining came from his mouth.

But his tongue was bitten to pieces.

The two men who carried him were very fast and had excellent physical strength, and soon they had carried the seriously injured young man out of dozens of miles to an even more gloomy mass grave.

Ghost fire flashed everywhere in the tombs, and the wind whimpered like a ghost crying.

"Yuan Gongzi, I was lucky to save my life, remember not to have any delusions that I shouldn't have in the future."

The gray-robed man with a slightly lower head in front of his head sighed lightly, and slowly put down the young man who was carried by the two of them: "Philistines like us should accept our fate, so as not to harm others and ourselves, and harm our families." ”

On the mass grave, there is a grave that is less than that, and more is the body of a hastily rolled mat and thrown into the weeds and mud.

Before a few people stopped, they threw two straw mats.

One was still bloodstained, and the other was already emitting a thick stench of corpses.

"Ahh

The young man rolled over, staggered forward, and fell to the ground, but only one hand and one foot remained, unable to support his balance, and fell heavily to the ground.

He threw himself on the straw mat and cried out, but his tongue was cut off, but he couldn't even utter a word.

He looked extremely sad, his eyes were red with tears, he cried and cried, and even vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Rubbish!"

Seeing that the young man vomited blood, the slightly shorter gray-robed man looked unbearable, but the other gray-robed man raised his foot and kicked the young man to the ground:

"Yuan Duxiu, you deserve to die, but your parents and your mother's children who died before they were born should not be implicated by you to death!"

"Poof~"

Yuan Duxiu was kicked and vomited blood, but he didn't realize it, and crawled towards the straw mat with a miserable laugh, and let out a desperate cry of pain from his mouth.

"Pity your mother, she has been pregnant for three years, and she has suffered a lot of hardships, but she wants to bear the pain of losing her husband, and she has to be implicated by you for two lives!"

The gray-robed man still didn't understand his hatred, and he wanted to kick it again.

"Lao Wang, do you really want to kill him?"

The low, gray-robed man frowned.

"I really wanted to kill him."

The gray-robed man surnamed Wang glanced at Yuan Duxiu coldly: "The Yuan family is also a century-old extremely good family, but it has given birth to such a scourge, not to mention the family in just twenty years, and now it is even more ruined, this scourge will only make rice expensive!" ”

His voice was extremely evil, but he did not move again.

"He doesn't want to."

The other gray-robed man shook his head.

He said that Yuan Duxiu is a middle-aged person, but that is compared with some Tianjiao, if compared with ordinary people, such as himself.

Then he is Tianjiao!

"Ah~ah~"

Yuan Duxiu didn't realize it, and threw himself on the straw mat, only to feel that the endless pain gnawed at his soul like a poisonous snake, making him want to die now.

At this time, he realized why the 'great enemy' had to let himself go back after his martial arts were abolished and his hands and feet were broken.

He wanted to die in despair and pain.

'Daddy, mother..... And the little brother .....'

Yuan Duxiu gritted his teeth tightly, and his only remaining hand pulled out traces on the ground.

He could not tolerate his parents' exposure of corpses in the wilderness......

"Your Yuan family has a meal for me, and I sent you here, which can be regarded as benevolence and righteousness."

The gray-robed man surnamed Wang glanced at Yuan Duxiu, turned around and left.

Yuan Duxiu has offended too many people, and he has already taken a huge risk by sending him here, as he said, benevolence and righteousness.

Looking at Yuan Duxiu, whose body trembled and dug the grave with one hand, another low gray-robed man also sighed and turned to leave.

If he is unwilling to help Yuan Duxiu put his parents in the ground, he really can't, he is not alone, he also has parents and children.....

......

viscous,

slippery,

narrow

Cramped......

The moment he woke up from the darkness, the feelings around him flooded into his heart like a tide.

At the same time, the state of this body at this time was also captured by him.

This is a small corpse, completely dead, and the already weak soul has dissipated cleanly, with only a wisp of life.

Pouring in from the navel.

Unfortunately, this ray of vitality is too weak to keep this little baby alive.

Yes, baby.....

There is no text in the picture of the Tao, because this 'baby' has no future.

He will not be a very small number of posthumous children, but a corpse in the true sense of the word.

The baby's mother wanted to protect her child until the last moment, and the baby herself struggled to live.

However, there are not so many miracles in this world, and he still died after all.

Respectable, but pity......

The continuation and respect for life made An Qisheng's heart ripple.

At this time, he did not have the means to bring the dead back to life.

The moment he came, An Qisheng had already discovered that this Ten Thousand Yang Realm was even more dangerous than the Dao of the world.

Because in the depths of his soul, the picture of the Tao is like ripples of water, like joy, like joy, that is the spontaneous joy after making up for himself.

Yes, the first time he came to the Wanyang Realm, he had already sensed the existence of the fragment of the Dao One Diagram.

In this world, if there is either the existence of the Lord of the Dao One Map, or there was the Lord of the Dao One Picture who fell here, in this way, he can perceive the danger of this world.

In fact, after experiencing the battle of the heavens of the human realm, he has a deep fear of the world itself, and the 'heaven' is really almost omnipotent in his own world.

With thought in his heart, An Qisheng sensed this body.

The divine will flowed through the body like flowing water, stretching the necrotic flesh and skin.

Although this body is a little different from the Xuanxing and the humans in the human realm, the human body in the floating realm is somewhat similar for a long time.

But there are only some similarities, differences, and there are also differences between them.

"This baby has not yet been conceived, it is about six months pregnant, and it has been dead for nine days, and there are some troubles....."

An Qisheng felt a little troubled.

Different worlds have different rules, and bringing the dead back to life is not something that can be done in any world.

This Wanyang Realm is such a world.

He could faintly feel the powerful control of this world over the boundary between life and death, and this control would not only be for the rebirth of the dead, but perhaps, it would also act on 'Shouyuan'.

Or 'longevity'.

In other words, the masters of this world will not live long.

Fortunately, although the baby is dead, there is still a ray of life.

With this wisp of vitality, for him, it can save him a lot of things, if not, then it is not a little troublesome.

"There may be some sequelae, and we can only make up for it later."

An Qisheng's heart was calm.

After experiencing two worlds, although he is not indifferent to what happened to him, there will be no waves.

It's all flesh and blood.

Whether it's an old man, a child, or a dead person, he doesn't care much.

Cultivation is more than just strength.

Airplanes~

An Qisheng's divine consciousness flowed through the small corpse, capturing that ray of life.

Then, the spawn begins.

......

Rustle~

In the windswept night, Yuan Duxiu was alone, dragging his seriously injured body, digging on the cold and stiff grave soil.

Although it was the middle of winter, the weather was also cold, and the graveyard in the middle of the night was cold and stiff, and it was not a simple matter for ordinary people to dig a pit with tools.

But the cold, stiff soil didn't seem to bother him.

His five fingers were sharper than a knife, even if his body was covered with blood, and one foot and one hand were useless, he still dug such a small pit.

'Daddy, mother..... The little brother who has not yet been born .....'

Yuan Duxiu supported his body with one hand and one foot, pushed the two straw mats with the corpses rolled into the dirt pit, and bowed gloomily.

At this moment, his parents' voices and smiles seemed to appear in front of him.

Dingtian City, is the place where the contemporary Tianding Emperor started, although it has moved to Dingdu 'Tianjiao City', but it can also be regarded as one of the more prosperous cities in the north.

But because of its special status, there are no too strong forces to settle here, for fear of violating the taboo of the Tianding Emperor.

Therefore, a small family like the Yuan family can gain a foothold in Dingtian City.

The Yuan family is a very small family, with three or five people per generation, not as good as other big families, but they also have status and wealth in Dingtian City.

It's a pity that the Yuan family, which has been more than 100 years old, has been completely destroyed on his body at this time.

The mansion was burned to the ground, the former servants were killed, and the elderly grandfather was killed in the mansion and burned to ashes along with the mansion.

Parents, his unborn little brother, who had never seen any beautiful children, were killed by a single poisoner and exposed to the wilderness.

Such a great hatred, such a great hatred.

has become the only support for him to live.

'If you take revenge, I will come to accompany you, if you can't take revenge, let me die at the hands of Lin Xundao, and we will be reunited as a family......

Yuan Duxiu kowtowed nine times, and he was alone, and he was no longer afraid of death.

Filled with endless grief, he made a lifelong vow to push the excavated soil with one hand and bury his parents.

Rustling~

At this time, the sound of grass mats rubbing against sand woke up Yuan Duxiu, who was burying his parents.

'Who? ’

Yuan Duxiu, who was immersed in hatred and great sorrow, suddenly raised his head.

The dirt is pushed away, and the straw mat is propped up.

His mother's bruised belly was trembling at this time, like a bird about to hatch, but it couldn't catch it.

'Little, little brother? ’

Yuan Duxiu's dead eyes suddenly lit up like a lit torch.

Suddenly remembered the legendary thing.

In the legend, there is a record of a pregnant woman who died for a few days, but the baby is still alive!

'Mother, Mother, I, forgive me......'

Yuan Duxiu kowtowed heavily, and after that, the careful deep hand, the nails that were not long or short, after trembling slightly, fell on the high bulging belly.

Just listen to the 'snort'.

Yuan Duxiu's expression suddenly froze on his face, as if he had seen something extremely incredible, and he even forgot his joy, anger and sadness for a while.

Beneath the cracked belly was a 'baby' about half a foot long.

If, too, is a baby.

"Ah~~"

Yuan Duxiu's only remaining arm was trembling, and his tongueless mouth emitted short and incomplete syllables.

I saw the 'baby' under the belly, with a face like orange peel, a body like rotten wood, white hair and white eyebrows, and wrinkles on the forehead.

This, where is this 'younger brother'.

It's clearly a 'grandfather'!

........

ps: Friendship pushes the book, it's really troublesome for the big guy's "Rotten Ke Qiyuan", the big guy's book, a wave of tap water.