"Ahem, ahem, wait, wait, wait." I was a little puzzled, and hurriedly asked, "His junior brother... Withdrawn? What a retreat. ”

"Anyway, it's the lonely law." He said: "Bai Ze Shenjun's junior brother, it's very... That's the kind of thing you stand in front of him, and it won't be surprising if he pushes you late in the next second. ”

… There are still such people in the world.

I asked, "Then has he ever stood in front of him like that?" ”

"That's not it." Yushi said: "He just divided the body of a passer-by and five horses, and the rest of his body was hung in the sun for seven hundred and forty-nine days. That's not too late. ”

… I said helplessly: "This is called a withdrawn personality, this is obviously called neurosis and violent mania, is it good?" ”

Master Yu sighed and said, "Everyone thinks so, but something even stranger is coming. ”

"What's weird?" I asked

"Everyone knows that Bai Ze Shenjun's junior brother has a bad attitude towards him, and it can even be said to be very bad. But she can say that she is almost meticulous to his junior brother. Conniving and accommodating in every way. It seems really... Something was owed to him. For example... The master who killed both of them. And the name of his junior brother is called, Leng and Yan. ”

(Now let's take a time machine, activate the memory kill, which is not a memory kill, and go back in time to see the love-hate relationship between these two.) I don't want to do this either, but I think that let the above two people talk about you and me, just keep chattering, and when they finish chatting about such a big thing, it is estimated that everyone should also drop their mobile phones. ）

I don't know how many thousands of years ago, I don't know where. One after another of the green hills are stretched, and there is no end in sight. The green grass on it was neatly trimmed as if it had been trimmed with a ruler. The grass rustles in the wind. If you don't look closely, it's definitely a pleasant view.

However, behind a small hill, a dazzling red color shatters the pleasant landscape.

The corpse of a black horse was lying on its side on the ground, its belly disemboweled, and it was cut out of something for some reason. Blood was gurgling, and the heart was still throbbing, but the pupils had long since shrunk into a tiny dot. Right next to the black horse, a bloodstained man in black half-knelt beside it.

I swear with my life that this chapter will be completed tomorrow