Pingshui meeting is fate, life and death are regrets, there are many fates in the world, and there are many regrets, and the same is true in the demon world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Before Bai Sang could open his mind, he was transplanted by the boss to the bank of the Sansheng River, and by the time he was vaguely conscious, he had already adapted to the boundless darkness and the fog that never dissipated by the riverside.

In a sense, he has no friends, and the friendship with the boss is more than a father and son than a brother.

And this time, in a fit of anger, he "ran away from home" with a bend and bend, which made him get acquainted with Zhao Huan, a bone demon.

Zhao Huan was reluctant to mention the past, and every time he asked him about the past, he hesitated and even diverted the topic.

Of course, the bend is still small, and he won't spend too much time on a problem, Bai Sang is even more, he is a demon, who didn't click on it? Uncle He doesn't care!

When ten thousand arrows were fired, although Bai Sang's body was uncontrollable, his consciousness was still clear, watching Zhao Huan's protective cover shatter into slag, his heart was beating fast, was there something to lose? He felt so uncomfortable.

When darkness came, the world was silent, there was no sound of bones breaking through the wind, no sound of Kerakala when the skeletons were combined, and no crazy cry of the demon.

From today onwards, you will have a good night's sleep!

"Bai Sang, Bai Sang, wake up, Bai Sang?" A violent vibration woke Bai Sang up, he opened his eyes slightly, and dimly, he saw Zhao Huan.

"Zhao Huan?" A spirit, Bai Sang woke up, "Are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine, what about you? Is there something wrong? Zhao Huan helped him up, at this time they were in a cave, and they had consumed too much spiritual power in the first battle just now, and now neither of them had any way to mobilize the spiritual power in their bodies, let alone magic.

"Nope." Bai Sang shook his head, looked around, and asked him, "What kind of place is this?" ”

"I don't know, I fled in the direction of the water in a hurry, and I didn't pay attention." Zhao Huan frowned, "I don't know what happened to Wanwan." ”

"I'm sorry, I just didn't know why my body suddenly got out of control and let you fight alone." Bai Sang was a little embarrassed, and his uncle didn't like to owe favors.

"Say that!" Zhao Huan waved his hand and asked Bai Sang to get up and walk, and when he recovered, he continued to return to the cave, "But this lonely mountain is really weird, haven't you been here?" Know what's going on, don't you? ”

Bai Sang wrinkled his brows and pondered for a long time, shook his head, and guessed uncertainly: "Could it be that the grave keeper died, and those souls were not suppressed, so ......"

"No, isn't it the monks who suppress the soul?" Zhao Huan waved his hand and denied Bai Sang's speculation.

"Speaking of which, those monks seem a little strange!" Bai Sang touched his chin, "How are you recovering?" ”

"It's not a dog!" Zhao Huan pursed his lips and comforted him, "You can rest assured, those group of bones don't dare to bend the bend, they seem to have to discuss something with you, so they didn't chase us." ”

He didn't worry about bending, but this kind of thing couldn't be rushed, and it would go wrong in a hurry.

"Oops......" Bai Sang sighed, his heart was frizzy, and he didn't know what to do.

"Haven't you been asking me about my past?" Zhao Huan saw that he was not at peace, so he smiled and asked, "Do you still want to know?" ”

"Tell me about it!" Bai Sang really cleaned up his mind a little and listened to Zhao Huan's story.

"Why do you hear the words of the story, like a dog seeing bones, and your eyes light up?" Zhao Huan disliked.

"I've probably been with those people for a long time." Bai Sang remembered the boss's old, wrinkled face, and inexplicably missed it.

"Yes, if you've been with some people for a long time, you'll become one of them, right?"

………… Six years of the Republic of China............

The flames of war have spread to most of China, and people everywhere are panicked and unsettled.

Zhao Huan was picked out by a group of Tufuzi, who dragged him out of the coffin and exposed him to the sun for nine days and nine nights before those people left with a scolding curse.

When he was sober, he was in a girl's house, and the girl's family was also glorious, but now not only is it gone, but both parents are dead, and the relatives don't know what is left.

The girl's surname is Zhao, and she is also a little arrogant, even if someone pities her and sends her clothes and food, Miss Zhao takes it, but she works hard to earn money and give it back to others.

The girl was raised from an early age, but after the death of her parents, she learned all kinds of crafts, and the best thing she was at was straw sandals.

picked up Zhao Huan, also because he went to hug the grass that hit straw shoes.

"What's your name?" Zhao Mingzhu asked the man sitting on the bed stupidly.

The man was not bare and blue, Zhao Mingzhu actually stared at him without blushing.

The man shook his head, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone for many years, and said unskillfully, "I don't know." "The voice is a little hoarse.

"And how old are you?"

"I don't know."

"Then how did you end up here?"

"I don't know."

Miss Mingzhu looked at the expressionless man and muttered to herself, "Oh, I won't pick up a fool and come back, right?" ”

"I'm going out, you can eat by yourself." Mingzhu pointed to a bowl of vegetable porridge on the table, "Put on your clothes, you're ashamed." ”

"Oh!"

The man was thinking about it at this time, the memory of his past life was still there, and the ugly face of the enemy kept flashing in front of him.

"How many years is it now?"

Mingzhu had just stepped out with one foot when she heard the man ask her that, and she chuckled in her heart, "It's over, I've really picked up a fool." ”

"It's been six years since the Republic of China, don't you have the kind of amnesia you said in the book?" Mingzhu turned back and touched his head, "I haven't had a fever all this time?" Why are you stupid? ”

"What's your name?" Zhao Huan got out of bed, and Mingzhu exclaimed, "Hooligans, put on your clothes!" ”

Now the string in the man's head has not been connected, and he has not turned the corner. He looked at the clothes piled on the quilt, pulled them, and shook his head at Mingzhu, "I won't wear them." ”

"Huh?" Mingzhu was surprised, and wailed in her heart, "It's over, I've picked up an ancestor and come back." ”

Mingzhu always wanted the broom to beat him out, so he weighed the broom, but he didn't dare, he probably couldn't beat the man.

The man stayed at her house, and Mingzhu called him Zhao Huan because he had a tense face all day long.

Once Zhao Huan asked her, "Why don't you call me Zhao Xiao?" ”

Win a roll of the eyes of Miss Zhao Huan.

As the days passed, Zhao Huan and his neighbors became familiar with each other, and gradually understood the current situation.

None of this has anything to do with him, Zhao Huan doesn't care.

He felt that the days of the previous battles were a bit silly, and he was not as cute as the woman at home who would yell at any moment.

On this day, Zhao Huan still woke up before dawn, and went to the bamboo forest with Mingzhu to carry bamboo.

Since Mingzhu found out that Zhao Huan has infinite strength, she has one more way to make money, let Zhao Huan pick firewood to sell, this guy has a lot of strength, can pick a lot of firewood, and make ...... A little more money.

Anyway, it doesn't have as much money as she makes straw sandals.

And she also learned to tie a brush handle, which is used to brush pots, which is very practical and can also be exchanged for money.

They were carrying bamboos, and before they got home, they heard the noise in their own courtyard, Zhao Huan's ears were very strong, and when he heard them say goblins and drought, he frowned and said to Mingzhu: "They are here to find fault, let's just hide over." ”

Saying that, he put down the back basket lightly and skillfully, took the back basket of Mingzhu, and put it down quietly, took the knife to chop bamboo, and left quickly with Mingzhu on his back.

He had been running for a whole day, and by the time the sun had set, they were already in the middle of a barren mountain.

Zhao Huan skillfully built a shed and lit a fire.

"Zhao Huan, are you fucking looking for death? The old lady didn't do anything, what are they looking for? You carry me back now, or the old lady will give you a hard time. Mingzhu was originally strong, but at this time, he was stuck in his waist, and he scolded Zhao Huan with a red face, which looked very much like a tiger.

"You picked me up, that's it." Zhao Huan hugged Mingzhu, "You can go back, but I can't, I don't want you to go back." ”

"Hooligans, what the fuck are you touching?" Mingzhu slapped Zhao Huan's snow-white face, leaving a handprint.

Mingzhu looked at his swollen face all of a sudden, and felt a little weak, "Why don't you hide?" ”

"Shoot me!" Zhao Huan broke the jar and broke, "I'm not dead, you can't leave." ”

"Who are you?" Mingzhu is helpless, she seems to like this Laipi dog a little, forget it, let it be.

Zhao Huan hesitated, thought about it for a while, and made up an earth-shattering escape story for her, bluffing Mingzhu into a daze, and immediately decided to fight with him to go to the end of the world.

But the next day, they were caught by a group of bull-nosed veterans wearing navy blue robes.

Mingzhu was burned to death, and she still didn't understand, why did she escape from prison and be burned to death?

A stunned girl!

"No, I said I was leaving, Mingzhu didn't do it, I said I was sleepy, I wanted to sleep, my virgin body was broken." Zhao Huan tried his best to be funny, but Bai Sang still cried profusely.

"Miss Mingzhu is so pitiful, Zhao Huan, you are so embarrassed that you didn't save her." Bai Sang wiped his tears and slapped his shoulder.

When Zhao Huan heard this, he lowered his head, "What I regret is not that I didn't save her, but that she died in a daze, and she didn't know that she was a demon until she died." Because at that time, I didn't have any spells at all, and things like cultivation were still figured out by those Taoist priests who had been refining in the alchemy furnace for many months. ”

Bai Sang looked at him, "So you lied to me at the beginning?" ”

"You're lying to myself......" Zhao Huan looked up at him.

"Okay, okay, you're almost recovered, let's go, it's important to bend."

"Yes!" Zhao Huan jumped up and asked Bai Sang what to do.

Bai Sang didn't even think about it, "Call back directly, I'm afraid of him!" ”

"Is this really okay?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, but how did you just get out of control?" Zhao Huan remembered this very serious matter.

"There shouldn't be any more such things, let's go!"