The road down the mountain, twists and turns, hundreds of miles of stone steps, zigzags, this is the side road of Zixiao Mountain, just like the dignitaries usually go in and out of the side door, as long as the big festival, big event, will open the central gate. The main road of Zixiao Mountain is usually not visible, the main road is actually one with the sect's mountain protection array, it is the Zhengshengmen of the mountain protection array, once the formation starts, there will be a day white stone road in the mountains, the stone road looks only one or two or three miles long, but if you go down, you will pass through the mountains for a hundred miles. If Xiao Bing had woken up two days earlier, he would have descended the mountain from the main road like the other disciples who participated in the competition. Ten years ago, those prisoners of the Demon Sect, who were able to climb the mountain, also crossed the hundred miles of mountains, and I don't know how many people died, it is said that there were prisoners who took the heads of Zi Xiao's disciples to the Demon Sect and regained their freedom, but there can only be a Demon Sect to go in the future, except for a few who are still the same, the others have become the die-hard disciples of the Demon Sect, no matter which side, if they meet them down the mountain this time, they will be killed.

The wind swayed the corners of his clothes, and Xiao Bing walked on the road flutteringly.

Walking the end of the world will naturally bring some things, and things in square inches must be necessary, such as Qiankun bags or something, but Xiao Bing is a little depressed, his square inch of things is the white angular glove on his right hand, that is, the glove of the devouring fierce spirit, the reason why Xiao Bing is depressed at this moment is that the fierce spirit was killed by him. This represents the drop of the magic weapon grade, and it is false to say that you are not distressed.

Behind Xiao Bing is Xiao Ying, he is dressed as a scholar, carrying a small bookcase, Xiao Bing is very helpless, this bookbox is also a square inch thing, called Xingshulou, it looks like a bookbox, in fact, it is a building that is a hundred times smaller, the building can live in people, some cultivators will live in it to enjoy the scenery all the way, Xingshulou is carried by an apprentice or hired a mortal scholar. Of course, there will be people who carry their own back, and then go back to the building to rest when they are tired, in short, some people like to see the scenery, some people like to walk in the scenery, not to talk about that excellent, just look at how people think. And the reason why Xiao Ying went up to the library on his back was that he felt that it was big and could hold more things. In fact, the space is not much bigger, and the advantage is that it can be lived. Of course, Xiao Ying didn't know, in short, he was full of things, including Chef Liu's cutting board, Chef Liu's vegetable jar, Chef Liu's pot, Chef Liu's rolling pin... In short, he stole Chef Liu's belongings all over the place, and kidnapped Guagua, on the grounds that there was no stove for Guagua, of course, the latter Xiao Bing didn't know.

When leaving, Xiao Bing always felt that Chef Liu's eyes were very uncomfortable, and he seemed to be reluctant to do anything and was depressed. Xiao Bing has been staring at Chef Liu vigilantly, for fear that Xiao Ying will be killed by Chef Liu out of control for stealing things, but Chef Liu didn't do anything, which made Xiao Bing depressed for a long time and happy for a long time.

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Thousands of miles away, Xiao Qingbing in front of Tie Mu, thought about the problem that Tie Mu encountered, and said, "Your sword spirit is stained with human souls, in fact, this is a kind of origin of the spirit, not something that can be done deliberately, so those rumors on the rivers and lakes who are afraid of death and turn themselves into machine spirits are all nonsense, if it is really so easy, there may be something in any kitchen knife in this world." However, the souls that are stained with the soul of people are indeed special, they are considered the reincarnation of people, and they are born with a catastrophe, if they have been tribulated, they think of the past and present lives, and if they are not tribulated, they will be destroyed. It is possible for a soul that has been touched by a human soul to become a human being. Otherwise, how could there be a legend of stone cultivation into refinement. ”

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In the Xingshu Building, Guagua finally broke free from the runes that bound it, but at that time, Xiao Ying and Xiao Bing had already moved away from Zixiao Mountain, Guagua didn't see any familiar places, Guagua was very angry and sad.

"Guagua..."Guagua, he screamed in a low voice, and then looked at Xiao Ying, who was still stupid, and instantly spewed out a ball of flame like a gun.

The vines that rushed to the sky, the burning flames, Xiao Bing instantly pressed, only to see Xiao Ying being tied up by the vines in an instant, Guagua bit Xiao Ying's ear with his mouth, and on the other hand wrapped him with thorny vines, pricked him, and pumped him.

Xiao Bing naturally recognized Guagua, but he really didn't know how Guagua's was here, and he was so angry, he rushed over to save Xiao Ying, but Guagua's death bit Xiao Ying's ear, full of anger, and turned into a desperate bite, like a king who bites something, and never lets go. Xiao Bing was pitiful and could only say good things next to him, and his colleagues sighed that Xiao Ying's ears were so strong, and he didn't see blood when he bit like this.

Guaguagua is famous for being stingy, so until dinner in the evening, it still hangs on Xiao Ying's ears.

Xiao Bing was helpless, he took some meat from his gloves and roasted it and gave it to Xiao Ying, but Guagua stretched out a vine to block Xiao Bing, and four long thorns popped out like a switchblade.

Xiao Bing is depressed, this is the marking action of Guagua in the canteen, the canteen in Xiao Qingge, the chopsticks that everyone eats are the thorns of Guagua, which is also called the communication certificate of the canteen, even if you drink boiled water, you must take chopsticks, otherwise Guaguagua will prick you with thorns, and next time you will have to prick you with chopsticks, so it has won a stingy title. Xiao Bing said: "Let's not eat rice, don't use chopsticks!"

"Goo-goo..."Biting Xiao Ying's mouth and making a muffled sound, although he couldn't hear what he was saying, Guagua would have two words, "Guagua". But the tone was full of menace.

Xiao Bing was speechless, thinking to himself that this was not a canteen. But I had no choice but to take chopsticks, stick them on the barbecue, and eat them. Xiao Ying was stupidly happy when he had something to eat, and he didn't feel that a twenty or thirty pound of living creature on his ears was in the way, Xiao Bing was very sad, and then even more sad, Guaga despised his barbecued meat, so he shook his head and let go of Xiao Ying, grabbed Xiao Bing's roasted meat in front of him with vines, demonstrated how to barbecue meat, and smoked Xiao Bing from time to time, as if he disliked Xiao Bing for not being serious.

The burning flowers of the melon are bright and beautiful at night, like the most beautiful lanterns, and occasionally a few fluorescent light spots fly out of the lanterns and slowly dissipate into the air.

The first night I didn't rest in the Xingshu Building, but fell asleep watching the starlight.

Guagua, for some reason, attracted a group of fireflies-like aura, flying all over the sky, surrounding it, as if it was close to far away. Guagua's figure is not big, the small body lies directly in the book building, as if the shape of the bookbox, like a cat sleeping on a wooden box, its head is naturally a burning flower, but when it is asleep, the flame is restrained, and the head has a lantern like a flower, and those spiritual lights fly into the flowers little by little and fall into a flame that seems to be a candle flame and a soul. Guagua didn't feel like he was moving, as if he had dreamed something.

Xiao Bing found himself in a strange place in his sleep, a bit like a big hall.

A group of people wearing armor and holding steel forks surrounded the highest part of the hall, and people could be heard talking inside. It seems to be a royal one, it seems that Lao Tzu is dead, and the little prince wants to seize the power of the prince.

The little prince was proud, but the prince scolded the little prince for being "stupid, using his national power to be the king, and he will destroy the country for selfishness". But the little prince said, "If you don't hold it for me, what if you destroy it!"

Xiao Bing looked through the gap in the crowd, this prince is familiar, really familiar... I just can't remember.

Suddenly the scene changed greatly, at night, the city burned, the sound of killing was screaming, the ruins of the wall, the little prince in the dragon robe was fixed on the wall by a spear, the blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, looking ahead stupidly, the person who stabbed him to death was pierced through the heart from behind at this moment. As the sword that drew his chest was withdrawn, blood was sprinkled on the little prince's face, and the corpse fell, the little prince saw the appearance of the person behind him, dirty, with ridiculous straw sticking to his hair, the broken chain on the wrist was dangling in mid-air, and a big prisoner word on the rag-like clothes was particularly eye-catching, the man's eyes were sad, helpless and disappointed, his breathing was not very steady, panting, he looked at the little prince and did not speak.

The corners of the little prince's mouth moved with difficulty, "Brother, the country is destroyed, I'm not willful, okay..."

"I'm not a king, I'm leaving. ”

"Forgive me, brother, forgive me..."

"I forgive you"

"Don't go, okay?"

"I'm sorry"

"I... I—" The little prince died before he finished speaking.

Xiao Bing was next to him he still couldn't see the little prince's face, he could only see the prince, and suddenly he saw a shadow behind the prince leaning on the remnant wall to drink, song zhang.

When he looked at the prince again, Xiao Bing almost scolded, Chef Liu.

Looking at Chef Liu again, I found that Chef Liu was very old at this time, with half of his hair white and his figure depressed.

Suddenly the scene changed again, I don't know how many years have passed, the ruins have disappeared, only the wall where the little prince died, the city is still prosperous, I can't see that this was once a battlefield, ignorant children playing on the side of the road.

It was raining on this day, there was no one in the street, a figure walked on the road, and then in an instant entered the former palace, and now the other country's Tai*.

The wall has been repaired, and the original traces of swords and guns can not be seen, the body of the little prince was missing, the country panicked for many years, and then many people died, some people said that the emperor killed the master, some people said that the ambition of the thief emperor did not die, that year the emperor was white-headed, blue-faced, and issued an order, pardoned many sinners who died in the country, and won a great popular heart.

It was raining heavily, and under the wall, Xiao Bing saw Chef Liu.

Leaning against the wall where his brother died, Chef Liu closed his eyes silently, as if he had fallen asleep...

Suddenly, there was a hint of something strange, the dream was shattered, the person woke up, Xiao Bing looked around in a daze, and the light of the sunrise red the whole world, a little dazzling.