Dusk, boy, a bundle of dry firewood.

Ye Mo, a thirteen-year-old boy, was picked up by the Ye couple seven years ago, and was fortunate to regain the love of his father and mother.

The Ye couple also had a daughter named Ye Ying, who was one year younger than Ye Mo.

At the beginning, the Ye couple picked up Ye Mo and went home and named him Ye Mo, which was to inherit the meaning of ink and shadow, hoping that Ye Mo, as an elder brother, would be able to protect his sister in the future.

The bundle of dry firewood on the young man's back was used as firewood when he picked it up from the back mountain, and what made people even more concerned was the look in the young man's eyes, which flashed sharply from time to time in those slightly immature eyes.

Not at all like a teenager.

Seven years ago, when he was only six years old, he should have been an age with vague memories, but he was a strange person, a man from afar.

A woman in white, Ye Mo couldn't remember her appearance, to be precise, he had never seen her before, otherwise he would have remembered it.

He had also tried to wonder if it was just a dream, but reason and reality told him very clearly.

It's all true.

“...... Bringing you here is already my greatest ability, and I would love to stay with you forever, but...... I just hope that you will be able to live an ordinary life in the future......"

The woman's ethereal voice slowly swirled in Ye Mo's mind, and every time he remembered this pleasing voice, he would feel a burst of relief and comfort.

But what made him strange was that what the woman said to him was slowly passing over time, a very strange pass, an indescribable pass.

Fortunately, the woman's ethereal voice was still clear, which made him feel a little more stable, after all, this ethereal voice was the only clue for him to pursue his life experience.

......

"Ye Mo, you're back!"

A voice came, it was his sister Ye Ying, with a bit of sticky taste in her voice, but Ye Mo, who was used to it, darkened half of her face.

"If you call me, my brother will drop a piece of meat! The young man shook the bundle of dry wood on his back to the ground, and his tone was full of hatred for iron and steel.

I love you in every way, but you call me by name?

"Oh~" The girl pouted and made a long "oh" sound, as if she was deliberately angry with the boy, so that she could be satisfied.

Don't look at this delicate sister who is so cute, Ye Mo really doesn't dare to compliment her naughtiness, after twisting her neck a few times, Ye Mo turned his gaze to his sister who was wandering in his thoughts, and said, "Shadow, what about my father and mother?"

In the courtyard of the Ye family, where there are only three dilapidated houses, as long as one person comes in, the rest of the people in the house can find out, according to the past, when Ye Mo comes back after working for a long time, the Ye family will definitely go out to greet them, but now, there is only Ye Ying alone.

It's very strange.

Hearing this, the girl had an idea, and a good idea immediately popped into her mind, and her slender fingers tapped on Sakura's lips, and said coquettishly: "Brother, you make me 'sweet and sour pork ribs' tonight, so that I will tell you where my father and mother went." ”

That's right, this is one of Ye Mo's big advantages, he went to learn cooking by chance, and after coming to this world, he has all kinds of ingredients, but he gives full play to those fur skills.

Therefore, although the Ye family is poor, because Ye Mo has "superb" cooking skills, he is accompanied by delicacies every day.

Seeing his sister's appearance of "successful tricks", Ye Mo shook his head with a wry smile, and also guessed the whereabouts of his father and mother.

In the seven years since he was adopted, he had already discovered this pattern, it seemed that every three months, his father and mother had to go out for a period of time, and during this time, Ye Ying had to be raised by Ye Mo.

Fortunately, Ye Mo's cooking skills are qualified, and the second elder is very relieved to leave his daughter to his son.

However, this time Ye Mo raised his eyebrows, because it had not been three months since his father and mother left last time.

Ignoring his sister who looked expectant, Ye Mo turned straight and walked towards an old house, which made the former nervous, and hurriedly chased after him to stop him.

"Father and mother have something to leave for a while, and said that you should take good care of me, now you can make me 'sweet and sour pork ribs', right?" Holding his brother's hand, Ye Ying said with a little nervousness.

For the sake of food, how spineless can my sister be? Ye Mo couldn't be clearer.

"Should I take good care of you, or should I let you listen to me?" Ye Mo turned around and looked at his sister with a doting expression and asked.

Hearing this, the girl's pretty face immediately condensed a touch of red, Haoya bit her lips lightly, and her eyes were a little dodgy.

"Okay, I'm going to make you sweet and sour pork ribs now! If you pull me again, you won't be able to eat it later." Ye Mo stretched out his hand and poked lightly on his sister's fleshy face.

With Ye Mo's love for Ye Ying, let alone a "sweet and sour pork ribs", even if it is a full banquet of the Manchu and Han Dynasty, he will fight to the death.

Although he won't do it.

Hearing this, the girl's eyes lit up, and she quickly let go of the slender hand that was holding Ye Mo, and then took a step forward and kissed the latter.

"My brother has been the best for me. ”

The warm fragrant lips suddenly hit his cheeks, Ye Mo's heart suddenly throbbed, he gasped twice, and after his heart calmed down a little, he said weakly: "Ying'er, how many times have I told you, you are not allowed to kiss me, I am your brother." ”

With such a false and serious preaching, Ye Mo is also justified.

The girl, disapproving, pouted her lips and retorted: "Anyway, we are not related by blood, besides, what's wrong with kissing? Why didn't you say that you were my brother when you hugged me to sleep before?"

There are only three old houses in the Ye family's courtyard, and the largest one belongs to the Ye couple, and for some reason, the couple has not allowed the brother and sister to enter.

There is also a room that Ye Mo used as a kitchen, and as a place for the family to eat, three minus two, there is only one room left, so Ye Mo and Ye Ying have no choice but to squeeze it.

When I was a child, I was naturally fine, but as I grew older, after all, there were differences between men and women, but Ye Mo was not easy to bring up these things, and his father and mother didn't seem to think about this issue.

After seven years, the brother and sister have slept for seven years.

Now that he heard Ye Ying mention this matter, Ye Mo's heart was like 10,000 wild horses galloping, sleeping on a bed would inevitably run into each other, and naturally they would inevitably hug each other.

But can these things be said?

Of course not.

"Shhh

In the past, he had always fantasized about having a lovely sister to satisfy his sister, but one day, when he had such a sister, he realized how dangerous this idea was.

Seeing Ye Mo's cowardly appearance, Ye Ying showed a look of disdain, put his two tender arms around his chest, and hummed: "Dare not do it, coward." ”

I can't say it-it is Ye Mo's mood at the moment, but he still forced out a somewhat distorted smile and said: "Shadow! We forgot about this matter, otherwise I may forget the method of 'sweet and sour pork ribs', and you will never be able to eat it again." ”

Hearing this, the girl who was originally arrogant immediately aggrieved to the extreme, although she was not convinced, she could only nod aggrievedly, "Okay, I won't mention it, but you are not allowed to forget the practice of 'sweet and sour pork ribs'." ”

In the eyes of foodies, there is nothing more important than food, and if there is, then have another one.

The trick succeeded, and Ye Mo also had an arrogant smile on his face, stretched out his hand, and pinched his sister's face violently: "Shadow is so good!"

It wasn't until Ye Mo went to the kitchen to make "sweet and sour pork ribs" that the girl got a little comfort in her heart, but she, a tsundere little character, could she say that she could be degassed?

So he took aim at the boulder that stood in the middle of the courtyard, and prepared to pour his anger on it.

The boulder had been there for some time, but it must have been older than the siblings combined, tall and thick, five meters tall, and it would take three adults to hold it hand in hand.

Besides, this is only exposed to the surface, and I wonder if there is a more surprising existence under the surface.

Bang!

A muffled sound sounded one after another, a twelve-year-old girl was hitting the boulder with her white slender hand, if this scene fell in the eyes of Ye Mo before, I am afraid that my eyes would be frightened, but now I am used to it.

He was slashing with a knife when he heard these voices, and sighed helplessly, he loved and obeyed his sister in every way, partly because he was afraid of this—his sister's terrifying strange power.

This is a world where the talent is determined by the pulse spirit, everyone has their own pulse spirit, there is no limit to the type of pulse spirit, it can be all things in the world, and it can also transform all things in the world.

There used to be someone's pulse spirit was an axe, an axe without a blade, but he used that unedged axe to set off a bloody storm in the world, which made those top powerhouses who dominated one side talk about it and were terrified.

Therefore, the type of pulse spirit does not determine its strength, but its function determines its strength.

According to the classification of functions, pulse spirits can be divided into combat pulse spirits, healing pulse spirits, and defense pulse spirits.

Since there is a classification, there will naturally be a ranking, and in this world where strength is respected, strength is the real star holding the moon.

Therefore, the combat system pulse spirit is the most popular, and there will naturally be casualties when there is a battle, and the treatment of the healing system pulse spirit is indispensable, so the healing system pulse spirit is fortunate to have a medium status.

As the most inferior defense system vein spirit, not only is it not popular, it can be said that it is quite unpopular.

In the vast world, there are endless descendants, and if their pulse spirits belong to the combat department, they will definitely become the key cultivation objects of the family, especially those who are powerful and can transform into shapes, and they are even more unique in ten thousand, respected and admired by people.

The healing spirit is ranked in the middle, and although it is not admired by others, it will not be underestimated.

But the most inferior defense system vein spirit, to put it nicely, it is called fate to make people, and to put it ugly, it is born cheap.

Time has passed, and the people who defend the veins are naturally dissatisfied at first, but after the cruel baptism of reality, they have smoothed out the edges and corners, and obediently and obediently become the "servants" of the rising star.

Rising stars naturally refer to those juniors who have offensive pulse spirits, and the juniors who defend against them need to use their bodies to shape a hard defensive shield for these rising stars.

Now, Ye Mo is only thirteen years old, and he needs to wait until he is fourteen years old to open the pulse spirit, and before that, he can only cultivate his body and become stronger, in order to build a good foundation.

But no matter how hard he cultivated, Ye Ying was always a lingering "shadow" in his heart.

Because this little girl has never cultivated from beginning to end except for eating, drinking, and having fun, but her strength has risen gradually.

He had heard his father mention that the power that Ye Ying possessed now was equivalent to the strength of the early stage of the Pulse Realm after opening the Pulse Spirit.

Pulse - body breaking - blood nourishment - spirit - underworld vehicle - stealing the sky - melting the gods. It's the cultivation level of this world.

Every time his sister is so much stronger than him, Ye Mo's heart can't calm down for a long time, this is the difference between his own and picked up.

What made him even more sad was the loss in his heart, he had imagined that he would come against the sky, and he would definitely be able to dominate one side in the future, show amazing talent, and then start to create a harem.

How wonderful!

But what about the reality? It's not even as good as my sister, and it's amazing how talented it is!