Bai Shuangshuang stood on the beach of Nanming Island and asked, "What is the relationship between my brother and Jun Mohan?" I suddenly remembered the past in my mind, and I felt a little uncomfortable for a while. Qianye looked at her and smiled slightly, but did not answer. The sea breeze blew lightly, lifting the white frost's long and silky hair, and the white frost stared into the distance. "Brother, I still want to know what happened next."

Although I remembered a lot, some of my memories were still fragmentary and incomplete.

Go back 10,000 years。。。。。

Maruko was originally a divine beast in another space, but for some reason, it appeared in the realm of Snow Pole Peak. On the day he broke out of his shell, he ran all the way to the door of the secret room and happened to meet the white demon. The Dream Weaver worships the first person it sees after birth as its master. It just so happened that the White Demon was the one it saw for the first time.

Maruko has now grown into a handsome sixteen-year-old guy, and now Snow Pole Peak has been renamed Blood Demon Peak by the White Demon Demon. There are tens of thousands of disciples in the Blood Demon Peak, and it is the most prosperous period of the Blood Demon Peak in hundreds of years. In the past few hundred years, the White Demon Demon has become famous in one fell swoop by destroying demon beasts. In the main hall, dressed in red, lying lazily on the throne, red lips and seductive eyes. With a twenty-year-old face. Fair skin, slender legs that leak on the outside. Get rid of a demon who has brought disaster to the country and the people.

"Sister, the Blood Demon Peak has more than ten disciples today." Maruko whispered beside him. The white demon held his chin in his hand, nodded with his eyes closed, and his red lips opened slightly, "Well, this person is almost enough." Stop accepting disciples. Maruko nodded, and continued: "Sister, why don't you go out and show your face!" The disciples didn't know what their head looked like! The white demon opened his eyes, a pair of red eyes, amazing and terrifying.

Since he was a hundred years old, his eyes have returned to the blood red they used to be, and as for the beautiful brother, he has never appeared again. She had searched the world for his traces, but there was no clue about him, as if he had never appeared.

"Don't go, you can do it yourself, I'm out, don't bother me during this time." The White Demon descended from the throne and disappeared into the main hall. Maruko looked at the disappearing figure of the white demon and went crazy on the spot. Since the White Demon Demon served as the master of this Blood Demon Peak, Maruko has hardly been idle. He takes care of all the big and small things alone, and it is a luxury to be able to see the white demon for half a year. To ask what the white demon is doing, Maruko replied that he didn't know if he didn't know, he hadn't seen it.

But the white demon got a girl back out of nowhere, a dirty girl, a girl who was transformed into an adult by the magic tripod. It's called Xiran.

"You're the White Goblin?" A man in a golden robe blocked the way of the white demon. White Frost looked at him playfully, but did not answer. The golden-robed man suddenly made a move on the white demon demon, and the white demon demon's expression suddenly became cold. Leap to the side. He asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?" The man didn't answer, but said coldly, "Please come with me!" ”

Will the White Goblin compromise? No, she won't. A set of combos, the man was wounded and fled. The white demon sniffed at it and didn't care much. But from this day onwards, this group of golden-robed envoys will continue to appear, and the white demon will investigate a lot. It is learned that this group of people is a messenger of peace living in another dimension. As the name suggests, it is an ambassador for maintaining peace in space.

"Sister, today, those people are wandering under the mountain again!" Maruko said. The White Demon frowned and rubbed his head, and collapsed, "What do they want to do?" Maruko shook her head. The White Demon sighed, "Let them go, is there anything else?" ”

Maruko swallowed, "There's a kid who wants to see you." The white demon stepped down from the soft couch, "Look at it!" There was a boy in ink standing outside the gate of the Blood Demon Peak, looking at the White Demon Demon, and asked in a little incredible whisper, "You are the White Demon Demon?" Can you take me as a disciple? The white demon glanced at the young man's cheek and was stunned.

This immature cheek and the beautiful brother in my memory are simply printed in a mold! Could it be that this is the descendant of a beautiful brother? Beautiful brother, is he dead?

"Take you as an apprentice? All right! Fight with me, make me happy, and I'll take you! With tears in his eyes, the white demon smiled at the boy......

There is no doubt that this boy is Jun Mohan. He looks the same as Chiya, and it's normal to mistake him for Chiya's descendant.

"Han, have you ever seen the person in the portrait?" The white demon opened the painting, the person in the painting was dressed in white like snow, the temperament was elegant, and the person was like the moon on the edge of the sky, emitting a soft and clean faint light, handsome and not like a mortal, and there was also a kind of transcendent indifference and calm in his expression. Jun Mohan took the painting and looked at it, and his cheeks gradually flushed. "Master, why are you painting me?" The white demon didn't speak. Frowning, he looked at the person in the painting, and then at his apprentice. Thoughts are a mess.

"Master ,,,,, do you like me?" Jun Mohan asked cheekily. The white demon demon's face was slightly red, "Say,,, talk about your uncle!" Get out and practice! Jun Mohan smiled and glanced at the white demon and ran away.

At this time, the white frost came back to his senses and looked at the thousand nights beside him. I have mixed feelings. I mistook Jun Mohan for my brother, emmmmm, which is a bit difficult.

"Haven't you seen through your own heart? The person you like has always been your brother, and that Jun Mohan is just not a substitute. Qianye put her hands on the shoulders of the white frost and looked at the white frost seriously. Bai Shuangshuang pursed her lips, looked at Qianye and said seriously: "Brother, tell me the truth, how did I die?" ”

Qianye let go of his hand, his eyes sharp, "When you leave this space and return to the 21st century, my brother will tell you the truth, okay?" Bai Shuangshuang's expression darkened, "Then let me ask my brother in a different way, does my death have anything to do with my brother?" Although Qianye didn't want to admit it, she nodded anyway.