"Zizi."

Soon the folding fan on the ground was corroded, and there was a huge deep pit.

Zhong Ming was holding a cold ice sword that had been dyed black, and the surrounding monsters did not dare to approach at the moment, and of course, they couldn't see Zhong Ming and the figure in front of him.

"Thanks to you touching the world's rejection of pioneers, I was able to emerge from the cracks of time."

The person in front of him couldn't see his figure clearly, and the only eye color was almost eternal ink like Zhong Ming at this moment.

"We'll meet again."

Then he disappeared into a gap, and Zhong Ming's fist smashed into the gap, splashing a mist of blood.

"Let him escape."

The ink on Zhong Ming's body was gradually swallowed up by the mark on his left shoulder, and Zhong Ming's seemingly indifferent eyes finally appeared the emotions that ordinary people should have.

"You eat this."

"Thank you, sir."

Zhong Ming took out a handful of peach cards, and the wild boar demon and the old turtle quickly took it.

Zhong Ming held a batch of thatch and built a simple house again, held the rabbit in his arms and looked at the essays on the table, and several gatekeepers were called by him to take refuge in a medical hall, after all, the current Tu Shan is not safe.

"You should go meet that person."

Zhong Ming leaned on the side of the bed, feeding the rabbit in his arms with grass, Zhang Chunhua looked at the fire outside the door for a long time, and finally spoke.

"The origins of the pioneers of the ages?"

Zhong Ming seemed to know something, holding the straw in his mouth, his eyes were always calm, but with an inexplicable aura, which made people feel frightened.

"Are you still running away?"

Zhang Chunhua also did not force Zhong Ming, he was not only the most difficult generation of pioneers in the past generations, the last generation, but also the youngest, but if he knew his true age, maybe Zhang Chunhua would not think so.

"I've never run away."

Zhong Ming stood up, his perspective was a little trance-like, as if he could see the person's voice and appearance, but after reaching out his hand, all he could touch was nothingness.

"You're scared."

Zhang Chunhua looked directly at Zhong Ming, with a serious expression in his beautiful eyes.

Zhong Ming nodded.

"Although I have forgotten the past life in their mouths, I can remember her from the moment I saw her, but I can't name her life."

"The pioneers of the past generations have no afterlife, how can you have it?"

Zhang Chunhua was a little puzzled.

Zhong Ming said slowly: "Then do you know why the pioneer flag was destroyed, can there still be pioneers in the world?" ”

Zhang Chunhua shook his head.

Zhong Ming hung a piece of grass and lay on the bed and said, "In my previous life, I must have obtained something that could not die, but I can't remember the name of that thing. ”

Zhang Chunhua rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not old, but my tone is not small." ”

Zhong Ming smiled and didn't argue with her.

What Zhong Xin wrote in his essays, he seemed to understand something, but it was never clear.

But what is certain is that person, what he did and himself will eventually go to the same end, but it is unknown that he may break free from the fate of the past generations.

It was a very narrow and narrow road, Zhong Ming knew that he might not be able to walk through, but if the complete flag could be held in his hand, maybe with that thing that he did not know, it was still unknown who would die, at least, he could avoid the wrong direction of that person, with that essay.

Zhang Chunhua also stopped persuading Zhong Ming, and turned back into the military general card and appeared in Zhong Ming's package.

Zhong Ming looked at Cheng Yu's military generals who were still sleeping, and there was a little more inexplicable emotion on his face.

There is no pure color at night, Zhong Ming took the card in his hand, and walked to a strange portal, the portal was full of wind and snow, and there were strange mouse-like figures everywhere, scurrying around on the ground, seeing Zhong Ming was not afraid of life, one of the snow-white mouse-like creatures ran over and licked Tian his feet, looking very close.

"You're very popular with critters."

Zhang Chunhua jumped out of the card and looked at Zhong Ming, unable to see his mood clearly in his beautiful eyes.

Zhong Ming stretched out his hands and hugged a white mouse on the ground, touched its fur, and said in his own voice: "You, do you recognize me?" ”

Zhang Chunhua looked at Zhong Ming with disdain, a mouse, what can he know.

Zhong Ming didn't have the slightest emotional fluctuation on his face, picked up the mouse and put it to his ear, nodded from time to time, and then walked step by step towards the depths of the wind and snow.

Zhang Chunhua couldn't stand the cold, hugged his hands in front of his chest, turned back into the general's card and put it in Zhong Ming's arms.

"The wind and snow here are unusually cold."

Zhang Chunhua's military commander shouted in Zhong Ming's arms.

Zhong Ming nodded, but his pace did not stop at all, and his always handsome face was already a little white, but the white mouse in his arms came out from time to time, looking east and west, and it seemed that he couldn't feel the cold here.

The mark on Zhong Ming's shoulder dimmed, and the wrong fragment looked a little dull as if it had exhausted its energy, and the color was no longer obvious, leaving only a light black scratch.

The three fragments in his arms became unprecedentedly bright, Zhong Ming's face was pale, and he frowned, as if it was difficult to remain calm anymore, because there was a cold tingling sensation on his face.

"Son, don't go any further, it's not the time yet."

Zhong Ming heard an extremely old voice coming from the end of the ice and snow, and the voice was weak, as if the speaker had become ill.

Zhong Ming stopped at this time, but he didn't make any other movements, just carefully looked at the wind and snow in front of him, the corners of his mouth moved for a long time, and it seemed that he felt the sense, Zhong Ming Nannan said: "Can you tell me, how the fourth fragment was born, the world has begun to reject me." ”

The old voice sounded again, word by word, very clear, but it was still so weak, giving people the feeling that if the tone was a little heavier, the old man's life would have come to an end.

"Child, you're not the same as him, you should..."

At this point, the old man seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and the mouse in Zhong Ming's arms waved his paws at him, signaling Zhong Ming not to ask any more.

Zhong Ming opened the portal of the third fragment, and Zhang Chunhua couldn't wait to jump out just after entering, his lips were still a little chilling, and he exhaled: "Freeze me to death, freeze me to death, finally come back to life." ”

But when she looked at Zhong Ming, her expression became puzzled, Zhong Ming's face was still white from the cold, but there was still an endless calm in her sharp eyes, it was hard to imagine how he had walked through the wind and snow for so many years, or, he had long been accustomed to it.

"You have a lot of stories on you."

Zhang Chunhua said in front of Zhong Ming, Zhong Ming felt the aroma of the beauty's exhalation, but he was as indifferent as ever, picked up the wine jug on the side with one hand, and held the white rabbit in the house in his arms with the other hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

And the white mouse, apparently, was not brought out.

Zhong Ming flipped through the essay in his hand, Zhang Chunhua didn't bother him, and the rabbit didn't move in his arms, and he was very well-behaved.

But Zhong Ming's fingers began to tremble, and he turned to a very strange page, the page was light black, and he could faintly feel a person's cry when his fingers touched it.

"If you turn this page, then please stain this piece of paper red with your blood, and you will get the information you want."

There was a small piece of handwriting written on the bottom of the paper with light purple pen and ink, this handwriting Zhang Chunhua couldn't read clearly, and looked at Zhong Ming suspiciously, Zhong Ming didn't explain to her, and cut his wrist.

After the blood was completely contaminated with the page, a line emerged from the paper, and then followed the blood into Zhong Ming's body.

Zhong Ming felt tired like never before, closed his eyes, opened them again, and then passed out.

"Hey."

Zhang Chunhua kicked Zhong Ming, but Zhong Ming was still lying motionless on the table, the white rabbit in his arms was motionless, and the wine jar on the table had already been knocked over by him, and the wine was spilled on the ground.

"What you see now is your own memories."

After a vague voice in his head, Zhong Ming finally found out why this voice was so familiar, because it was the voice he left behind.

The figure in the memory at this moment is not blurred, although he is wearing a black robe, and his face is covered with vicissitudes, and his figure is still a little embarrassed, but it is not difficult to see that the figure is Zhong Ming himself.

He climbed at the foot of a peculiar mountain, still clutching a broken battle flag in his right hand, and at the foot of the mountain there was no water or cave he had longed for, and the figure shook his head, and climbed up from the base of the mountain.

From time to time, he dismantled stones one by one and threw them into the package behind him, and the battle flag in his right hand was full of cracks, but it was still not difficult to feel the unhidden energy in it.

Zhong Ming was a little puzzled why he was so tired and kept moving.

Until the figure stopped at the entrance of a cave in the middle of a mountain, and in the mouth of the cave was a strange puppet, Zhong Ming seemed to understand something, and the picture stopped abruptly.

But at this moment, a card fell out of the essay, and there was only the word past on the card, Zhong Ming picked up the card, and soon, a portal appeared in front of him again.

But what is marked on the portal is only today's time.

Zhong Ming walked in through the door, and Zhang Chunhua pulled him out.

"Don't want to die?"

Zhong Ming looked at her suspiciously, Zhang Chunhua pointed to the strange lines on Zhong Ming's body, which were left by the world's repulsion, the cold place where the ice and snow were full of mice, the wound seemed to be suppressed, but it was never repaired, even if the stone used by the Zengri pioneer given by the fox demon, it was not difficult to find that the strength was inadequate.

"If it's in the past, why hasn't time changed?"

Zhong Ming picked up the white rabbit again, with doubts in his eyes.

Zhang Chunhua's face was very strange, and the meaning in his beautiful eyes was like looking at a fool.

"Have you forgotten something?"

Zhong Ming took the wine jug on the side and poured it into his mouth, only to find that the wine jar was empty.

"Anyway, don't use that card until you can't get the entire Herald Banner."

Zhang Chunhua didn't seem to have any intention of telling Zhong Ming what was hidden in the card, which was very taboo, but Zhong Ming didn't ask, nodded, looked at the air, and didn't know what he was thinking.