Chapter 1: I Awaken in the World

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"Xiao Hei, there are a lot of outsiders in the martial arts academy today, and they are the young generation masters of many foreign academies, and it seems that their status is very noble. Speaking of this, the young man looked self-deprecating, and glanced at the little black dog at his feet, the black dog stared at the leftover pastry in the young man's hand, his eyes rolled slightly, as if he was thinking about the risk of snatching food, whether he would break the dog's legs, or not eat a bite for three days like last time.

Although he is an extremely ordinary earth dog, he is very smart and spiritual, otherwise he would have been chopped up by this uncertain little master to eat dog meat hot pot. can only show goodwill and keep wagging his tail and sticking out his tongue to prove to the little master that he is a well-behaved and obedient dog. The saliva on the ground had already gathered into a large piece, and the little master who was slumped in the chair finally threw out the pastry in his hand, roaring, the vicious dog pounced, chewed hard, well, a little rancid, but it was still delicious.

The boy looked quietly at the black dog, watched it eat the pastry in one bite, and then wagged its tail at himself. The young man spread his hands, "No, the pastries sent from the palace have been eaten." As if he understood, the black dog rubbed his head against his master's calf, and then fell on his master's boot.

"This dog is very much like himself" The young man thought to himself, one person and one dog, the huge yard, the sky was already dark, and this mansion, which was once famous for Chinese people in Beijing, was dim everywhere.

The young man looked up at the sunset on the horizon, his name is Wu Xiu, he is the heir to this mansion, the Wuwang Mansion, since his father died on the battlefield, the powerful people in the court wrote to the emperor, and deprived Wuxiu of the right to inherit the throne on trumped-up charges, so this huge Wuwang Mansion is no longer swelled, only one person and one dog are left to rely on each other.

The young man who had experienced the ups and downs had a very quiet face, and seemed to be accustomed to this now, so he went to the kitchen and took two steamed buns that were a little hard and threw them to the black dog.

It was completely dark, and in the dilapidated palace, in a study room with a faint candlelight and not bright, a young man named Wu Xiu held a book that was some years old and looked down and thought hard, and couldn't help but frown.

In the study of the palace, there used to be countless strange books and poems in the world, but now they are empty, except for the ancient and yellowed leather books in Wu Xiu's hands, not even a single piece of paper can be found. The ancient book is very thick, it is the head of each generation of the martial arts family to record some important things, the young ancestor has also been in the world to establish the Wu Dynasty for a lifetime, and naturally there is also a message from the former monarch of the Wu Dynasty, but now it is obvious that the feng shui is in turn, the surname of the world is Xuanyuan, the young man shook his head, obviously unwilling to remember the glory of the past.

Wu Xiu browsed quickly at a glance and ten lines, although it was a testament of the Wu Dynasty, but there were many unreliable guys leaving messages on it, such as the following:

"Today, the prince reopened the wine pond meat forest, the twenty-seven daughters of the Japanese emperor, the golden gun does not fall, invincible, the father said that the king wants to serve the people of the world, and the palace will serve the women of the world first. ”

- In the year 1812 of the Wu Dynasty, the crown prince Wu Tiancheng personally wrote.

"I swept through the Liuhe Eight Desolations, looked down on the world, the immortals outside the sky saw me and still need to salute, but what a result, there is a lion roar in Hedong, the early dynasty, the queen actually twisted my ears in front of all my ministers and dragged me to the dormitory to punch and kick me, but last night I was fortunate to have two new maidens in the palace, hey, my face is swollen How to go to court tomorrow, sad and sad. ”

- Wu Dynasty 2,000 years of the whole Daqing Emperor Wu Feiyang.

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Wu Xiu frowned, what a mess this is, his ancestors seem to have a lot of moisture, otherwise how could he be plotted to usurp the throne, and now the ancestral tomb has been lifted, Wu Xiu secretly slandered himself.

Flipping through it quickly, he finally found what he wanted, the candlelight was faintly shining on the face of the young man, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and then his eyebrows rose, as if he was thinking about something, and in a few breaths, it was very long for Wu Xiu, and a touch of fierceness flashed between his eyebrows, and he had already made a choice.

Bump, the dull sound of closing the book, the book was not finished, it was not that there was no time, but that the strength was not enough, and I couldn't see what I wanted. Instead of being a member of the martial arts clan, he couldn't see anything in this book at all, and the young man also thought hard about what this book was, martial arts secrets, proverbs, prophecies, etc., or was it really just a record of some major events that happened in the past. And just now, Wu Xiu may have gotten a glimpse of a leopard, or the tip of the iceberg.

Wu Xiu didn't think about it anymore, obviously, it could help him get out of his current predicament, and that was enough. Then he went back to his room and fell asleep.

Late at night, the boy on the bed slept obviously very honestly, lying flat with only soft breathing with the rise and fall of his chest, the moonlight shining through the window on the young man's face, slightly cool but warm,

"Wu Xiu, Wu Xiu ......"

"Seven thousand years have passed, gods and demons have been watching the world, the seal has been completely broken, you should wake up. Wake up in this world of gods and demons!

The last trace of the voice was hoarse with endless rage.

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