The boar demon picked up the jacket on the side and put it on Zhong Ming's body, and then shook his head helplessly, he didn't understand, he clearly had no worries about food and clothing, why Zhong Ming had a soft spot for thatched houses.

How could he know that when his strength reaches a certain level, if he is not a person outside the world, the coin is just a number.

I don't know how long it took for Zhong Ming to wake up, and the rabbit wrapped in his arms was already asleep.

When he looked up, he realized that it was already dark.

He put the rabbit on the thatched bed and walked slowly out of the house.

Zhong Ming looked at his general's card, and sure enough, the wound could not heal even with peaches.

"You have a lot of stories on you."

Zhang Chunhua was rarely sober, came out of the alienation card, picked up the wine jug and sat next to Zhong Ming.

Although Zhong Ming's house is simple, there is always no shortage of good wine, there are demon kings from all over the world, and there are also Zhong Ming himself who buys it, all know that Zhong Ming has good wine, in order to get a trick and a half to invest in what he likes.

Zhong Ming didn't mind that Zhang Chunhua took his wine, and opened a jar and poured it into his mouth, as if it would be a lot easier.

"Here, cheers."

Zhang Chunhua shook his head that was a little painful, and lifted the wine jar with a smile.

Zhong Ming paused, stupidly picked up the wine jar and responded, "Cheers." ”

Seeing Zhong Ming's stupid appearance, Zhang Chunhua also laughed, the beauty smile is naturally very good-looking, but Zhong Ming is as indifferent as ever, as if he is born with immunity.

"Zhong Ming, have you ever loved someone?"

Looking at the melancholy Zhong Ming, Zhang Chunhua seemed to think of something, a rare melancholy on his delicate pink face.

Zhong Ming nodded, thought of something, and shook his head again.

Zhang Chunhua smiled, then touched Zhong Ming's head like a big sister, and then opened his mouth quietly and told his story.

Zhong Ming listened quietly, as a pioneer, he naturally knew that the military commander card was a projection of a historical figure to a certain extent, but the projection was a projection after all, and it was not the same as that person.

Zhong Ming picked up the wine jug and poured it into his mouth, from the acquaintance of Zhang Chunhua and Sima Yi, he heard that although the sweetness and small things were a little vicious, they did not affect the relationship between the two, until the end, maybe because of the old age, the resentment appeared.

Perhaps it is because of this that the ruthless skill, which was originally just a loss of physical strength, has mutated, so the wound has not been able to heal yet.

But Zhong Ming wouldn't bother with her, comforting her from time to time, Zhang Chunhua finally smiled, and then asked Zhong Ming:

"Can you tell us about your story?"

Zhong Ming thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, with a hint of astringency on the corner of his mouth: "I don't have much memory about her." ”

There was a trance, a memory, a prayer, a gain and a loss, but there was no lie.

Zhang Chunhua had never seen such an expression, and couldn't help but have a rare curiosity, snatched the wine jar from Zhong Ming's hand, fell off his head, and then laughed:

"This is like you, a lost and depressed soup chicken."

Zhong Ming was not angry, and easily used a little strength to make the wine volatilize, and then picked up a wine jar again and poured it into his mouth while saying:

"You're naughty in this life."

Zhang Chunhua said in a trance at this moment: "Be happy, maybe she is still waiting for you." ”

Zhong Ming touched the astringency at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't seem to feel any better, shook his head, and didn't say anything.

"My lord, there is a demon king asking to see you."

Zhong Ming looked at the sky, and before he knew it, the night had passed, Zhong Ming rolled his eyelids and said in a low voice, "I know." ”

Zhong Ming put away the alienation card and walked to the door, this time he didn't come to study, but to hold a strange card to ask Zhong Ming to appreciate.

Zhong Ming took the card he handed over, and looked at it for a long time, it was a pure magic power card, since it was a card, it was often related to the pioneers of the past dynasties, Zhong Ming looked at it for a while, and found that it was full of demonic power.

This time he asked the dog demon in front of him: "Where did you get this thing?" ”

The dog demon did not hide it, and said respectfully: "It was handed down by the great ancestors." ”

"You know the mission."

Zhong Ming flipped through the cards and found the unique handwriting of the pioneer in the corner, which would mean that inheriting this card would be related to the pioneer, and if it was related to the pioneer, the ending would naturally be a blessing and a curse.

"I am willing to be an adult and bow down to my lord."

The dog demon seemed to know something, and knelt on one knee in front of Zhong Ming with a respectful face.

Zhong Ming nodded, activated the demon power in it, and then placed it on the head of the dog demon, and said in a low voice:

"In three days, you will come back to see me."

The card instantly merged with the dog demon, and the dog demon felt the demonic power of the instant worship in his body, and nodded excitedly, and the wild boar demon looked envious from the side.

Zhong Ming looked at the boar demon with some amusement, patted his head and said, "Guard the door well, if there is something suitable for you, it will naturally be given to you." ”

The boar nodded, then stepped aside.

"My lord, someone in Tushan called you."

Another boar demon guarding the door walked up to Zhong Ming and said respectfully.

Zhong Ming touched the wound next to his arm, nodded and walked out with him.

But the essay suddenly turned to a new page, it was an inexplicable portal, and the fire in the portal was like a video screen being played.

"Pioneer power?"

Zhong Ming felt the inexplicable aura of exuberance, and a strange fragment seemed to have been formed there.

"Different time and space, impossible?"

"Zizi, touch."

A black fox phantom appeared from the shadows and rushed towards the portal that the pen had conjured up, but she was soon bounced out as if she had hit a bouncing wall.

"Is it true that only pioneers of the past can enter?"

The sound left by the black fox phantom before disappearing, Zhong Ming didn't chase it, felt the heat coming from the portal, and walked in step by step, the little white rabbit in the house seemed to feel something terrible, struggling to get out of the house, but it didn't seem to have extra strength, and finally passed out next to the bed.

Although the fire was all over the sky, Zhong Ming, who was holding the essay, seemed to be in a special barrier, and there was no trace of fire shining on his body.

The people around him also seem to automatically ignore his presence.

An inexplicable fireball in the air formed above the head of an aging man, and with every step Zhong Ming took, a gap would break open beside him, and the previously damaged wound seemed to have been healed, and Zhong Ming felt an inexplicable recovery power.

"In the past?"

Zhong Ming seems to know something, that is, he once existed here, and this is not the healing of wounds, because the repulsion still exists, but Zhong Ming at this time, in his heyday.

Even though there were only three fragments, Zhong Ming could feel that here, he could summon the Herald Banner.

"My lord, it just disappeared."

The portal was still not closed, and the wild boar demon looked at the fox demon in front of him in a cold sweat, and then pointed to the portal that was conjured up in the essay.

"The rumored Pioneers possessed great power in the past, and could even summon the deployment of that era."

Tu Shanrong's face was solemn, but he still looked at what was happening normally at the portal, and didn't continue to say anything.

"Let's go."

Zhong Ming saw that the legendary fox demon, Tu Shan Honghong in his heyday was still trembling under the fireball, and blood was constantly sliding on his delicate lips.

The huge fireball gathered in the old man's hand, but Zhong Ming couldn't feel the temperature, or to be precise, the temperature at this moment was not worth mentioning to the pioneer who had the pioneer banner in the heyday of that moment.

Zhong Ming slowly walked to the bottom of the fireball, Zhong Ming knew that he couldn't change this cause and effect, even though the world repulsion at this moment was not in Zhong Ming's eyes, but this was not his main time and space after all, and he couldn't stay here for a long time.

"It's really touching."

Zhong Ming was standing next to Dongfang Yue when he was a child, but no one saw him, and after seeing the palm piercing his heart, Zhong Ming knew that this disaster should be stopped.

Zhong Ming stood on the scorched grass on the side, watching the figure soar into the sky, and finally the plot seemed to come to an end, and as the repulsion increased, Zhong Ming retreated from the portal.

"Pioneer, it's incredible."

Tu Shan Rongrong looked at Zhong Ming, holding a peculiar stone in his hand, and said in a low voice:

"This stone should be able to suppress your injuries, which is also something left by the pioneers of the past generations."

Zhong Ming nodded, thanked him, and took the stone.

But soon Tu Shan Rongrong handed over another stone, and then introduced:

"This is the Shadow Stone, we hope that the next time you enter, you can leave us with a complete scene, rest assured, but the scene will not affect cause and effect."

"Okay."

Zhong Ming took it cautiously, and then watched the main plot characters stay away, although the pioneer seems to be omnipotent in the eyes of the world, but Zhong Ming knows that even if he has a complete pioneer flag, it is difficult for him to leave traces in the world, even if he can leave more proof of existence, it is difficult to keep his figure.

No matter how strong the shadow stone is, it can't record Zhong Ming's figure.

The saddest thing about the pioneers of the past generations is that they have never been remembered by others, but in retrospect, that figure cannot leave a memory, which is the repulsion that the pioneers have in the world, and Zhong Ming doesn't seem to care about these.

After putting away the two stones and picking up the little white rabbit in the house who was a little worried about him, Zhong Ming smiled and lay down on his straw bed again.

As he expected, back in this world, the wound on his body that seemed to heal not long ago opened again.

But the stones given by Tu Shan Rongrong can indeed have a suppressive effect.

"Perhaps, there will be no pioneers in the future."

Zhang Chunhua came out of the card, looked at Zhong Ming with his face in both hands, and said.

"I'm the last generation."

Zhong Ming was not disappointed, he took the wine jug and poured it into his mouth, and said while drinking.

Zhang Chunhua took out the Three Kingdoms Kill that he got out of nowhere, picked up his military general card and asked Zhong Ming:

"Come play?"

"Okay."

Zhong Ming nodded, took the five cards, and chose his general.