The night is not stained, this sleep is a full 5,000 years without opening your eyes, waiting for the vicissitudes of life, everything in the world has changed dramatically.

The behemoth of the British Dynasty, the Purple Clan of the British Dynasty, which was rampant in the world, finally completely declined in decay, and there was not even a trace of orthodox blood left.

During this period, Zi Seventeen once entered the world, but no matter how hard he tried, he did not change the decline of the British Dynasty, and finally came back with scars all over his body.

This is the difference between man and God, God has a long lifespan, and slowly watches the vicissitudes of change.

Five thousand years is really too long, so long that Bai Bao has grown up, and so long that the children of the Feng clan have begun to show their edge.

However, the night was always quiet and he never woke up.

Bai Bao rushed back from outside in an embarrassed state, his face was gloomy and ugly, and his mouth was pouting enough to hang the oil bottle.

The ghost doctor sitting outside the wooden house fiddled with his herbs and glanced at Bai Bao with a flat expression: "What's the matter, it's uncomfortable to look for it again?" ”

Five thousand years have been enough for the wooden house to become an exquisite building, but the wooden house in the middle is still the same as it was.

Bai Bao's face was gloomy, he sat on the stone pier in front of the door, poured himself a glass of water first, and poured it down fiercely, only then did he feel a little smoother in his heart.

The bitter taste coming from his mouth made Bai Bao wrinkle into a bun face after realizing it: "Uncle Ghost Doctor, what is this?" ”

"This is your Aunt Qingyao's favorite fire tea, I see that you are so angry, I have been carrying it for you." The ghost doctor was accustomed to Bai Bao's startled looks, and he played with his herbs without the slightest emotion.

The sixth aura was strong, and he raised his herb field again, and every time he treated him as if he were his own son, sometimes Qing Yao would be jealous.

That's right, the biggest thing for them in the past 5,000 years is that Qing Yao married a ghost doctor, there was no matchmaker and no hiring, and before the bed was dyed at night, they bowed three times and knocked nine times to complete their wedding.

Bai Bao hurriedly put down the teacup as if he was throwing something dirty, and his face looked much better, not as gloomy as before.

"What, you lost this time?" Over the years, Bai Bao would go to the child of the Feng clan to compete if he had nothing to do, wanting him to change his mind about revenge.

However, after 5,000 years of fighting, I only saw the rapid growth of the child, but at the same time, I also strengthened my determination to take revenge.

Bai Bao looked at the busy back of the ghost doctor faintly: "Uncle, you know that there are very few people in this world who can beat me. ”

Yes, except for a few people in this world who can defeat Bai Bao, no one else can even think about it, so the ghost doctor never worries about Bai Bao's outing.

He is God.

He is the child of the god of wind and the god of the moon, and has perfectly inherited the best bloodline of the two from ancient times to the present.

"Since you didn't lose, what are you doing with a bitter face?" Now the ghost doctor was curious, how could Bai Bao, who has always been optimistic, have a black face for no reason.

Bai Bao paused for a moment and looked at the ghost doctor: "Uncle Ghost Doctor, the Black Phoenix Army was established, and the general is Feng Mo." ”

The ghost doctor raised his eyebrows and looked at Bai Bao's frowning brows: "What does this have to do with you?" ”

Bai Bao opened his mouth, yes, what does this have to do with him, five thousand years ago, he refused to leave with him.

Frowning furrows: "I'm just a little worried about those kids, they're making progress too fast." ”

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