Chapter 283 - Zheng Long

Yang Tianxing on the side glared at him: "What are you doing? What made him depressed was that if he didn't use the newly created pattern technique [Flower Sea], he would only be able to tie with Wanerhao.

And that [Sea of Flowers] is really powerful, and he can't control it perfectly, and it's not very suitable for fighting.

But he also knows that the tattooer is originally more suitable for hand-to-hand combat than the tattoo master, and only after breaking through the Hundred Patterns Realm can the tattoo master make a qualitative leap and his strength soar. Under the same level, he couldn't take him down, which made Yang Tianxing indignant in his heart.

Wan Erhao suddenly spoke: "Do you have a hometown?"

Yang Tianxing looked at him like an idiot: "Are you demented? Didn't I tell you that I was from Four Seasons Mountain." 」

Wan Erhao shook his head, "No. 」

His gaze moved slightly, though his face was still the same calm and rigid face, expressionless. But the fluctuation of his eyes obviously could not hide his excitement: "My hometown is not in this world. 」

"It's a, the world of games. 」

Yang Tianxing's pupils shrank suddenly.

The image that had been sealed in the dust in the depths of memory was revealed......

A world that has experienced war and has only twenty large cities.

and, a world where the game is the core.

"You...... Wanerhao ......"

Seeing Yang Tianxing's reaction like this, Wan Erhao had no doubts in his heart, and bowed deeply: "Meet Master. 」

............

It is also in the north, less than 100 miles away from Wanerhao and Yang Tianxing.

In the sound of wind and snow, there is a lonely grave.

At the grave, a young man sat silently.

This is no longer a tribe that worships the heavens.

He will never forget what his father said to him when he left, "You are nothing when you leave the Heaven Sacrifice Tribe!"

Isn't it nothing......

The young man in front of him is Yuwenlong!

Yuwen Long's face was bitter and complicated.

He's been nothing for a long time.

I always thought that my identity was just a bubble in the wind, and it was broken as soon as it was blown.

Zheng Ke's words before his death collapsed his whole world.

"Child...... Live well......

That didn't seem to mean much, but before Zheng Ke died, he looked at the endless attachment in his eyes, like a father's gaze at his child, which made him extremely uneasy.

Although Yuwenlong has a habit of dragon yang, it is because of Yuwencang's personality that is indispensable. But he's definitely not stupid. On the contrary, he is gifted and intelligent.

So he investigated in the Heaven Sacrifice Department, and found out that his mother had a relationship with Zheng Ke.

It's just that later, he was taken by Yu Wencang, and in the tribe of sacrificing to the sky, Yu Wencang is the sky.

By mistake, Yuwenlong was born.

Yu Wenlong knew that for Yu Wencang, there were already countless women in the clan who had a relationship with him. Although he had never actually conceived a child with him, he couldn't remember much about the time he had sex with his mother. So he never doubted Zheng Ke and his mother.

But no matter the time and days, the time when Zheng Ke got along with his mother was very consistent with his birth. Finally, Yuwenlong stabbed a drop of blood from Zheng Ke's still dry body and mixed it with his own blood......

Yu Wenlong stood up, although the wind and snow stopped, the hatred in his heart did not stop.

His eyes were full of hatred.

Even after killing his father, the two of them didn't look at themselves out of the corner of their eyes. Or in their eyes, they are just a piece of garbage in the corner, not worth mentioning, right?

Sou......

A voice suddenly appeared silently behind him, and Yuwenlong turned around sharply to look, only to see a voice draped in a black robe, letting out an eerie laugh.

Although the ripple power brought by the black-robed man in front of him made him want to turn around and flee, there was no fear on his face surprisingly. As if it were part of his destiny, he accepted it calmly.

"The little doll smells good, and it seems that you have a very hateful object. 」

"Do you want to learn from me?"

Yu Wenlong did not hesitate and nodded.

Although the person in front of him was extremely terrifying, and obviously ill-intentioned.

But Yu Wenlong did not hesitate.

If he didn't, he would have no chance of revenge in his life.

The black-robed man smiled even more cheerfully, and his face showed joy: "First of all, you must have the consciousness of death to come with me. 」

Yu Wenlong lowered his head and looked at the lonely grave in the snow behind him. After a long time, he looked at the black-robed man and said, "I'm already dead. 」

"I don't know how long you can last, hehehehe......

The black robe smiled a little sickly and happily: "What's the name of the little doll?"

Yu Wenlong said calmly, "Zheng Long. 」

At the moment of Zheng Ke's death, Yuwenlong also died.

The shadow carried him away, leaving no trace.

Only the lonely tomb was still so desolate and hidden in the snow, silently, with its blessings.

............

Night.

Mengshi woke up slowly, only to find herself sleeping on a mat made of fallen leaves.

But it wasn't too cold, because there was a fire burning slowly in front of him. And there was a roast chicken on the fire, and then Meng Shi realized that she woke up because of the aroma of the roast chicken.

The man on the other side of the fire had a bald head on his head. The firelight glittered in the light of the bald head, and a strange smile hung on his face: "Hungry?"

Mengshi's face turned slightly red, but she snorted coldly, "No. 」

Mutter......

As if her stomach was dissatisfied with her untruthful words, it rang out at the right time. The smile on Xu Yan's face became more and more strange: "Hehe, I said no, my body is quite honest. As he spoke, he tore out a chicken leg and handed it to Mengshi, "It's your reward for helping me. 」

Meng Shi was not polite, took it with one hand and took a bite, and said in her mouth, "Don't think too much, I'm not saving you. If it were anyone, even if it was a pig or a dog, I would save it. 」

Xu Yan patted his head, he finally figured out the character of this female doll by now. This is an extreme knife-mouthed tofu-hearted girl, like the first time the two had a handover, it was because she noticed that Zuo Qianglan had a bad heart for herself, so she appeared and saved herself.

And then whether she was almost attacked by the tattooed beast because she was not suitable for teleportation, or she protected the Dharma for herself because of a breakthrough, it all showed that this girl was not bad. But her mouth is too hard, and she won't be soft, as if she won't show her cowardly side, more like a tattooed beast that keeps her guard and rejects people thousands of miles away.

"Yes, yes, okay, okay. Xu Yan was not angry, nor was he angry because Mengshi compared himself to a pig and a dog. After all, there was no Meng Shi to protect the Dharma for him this time, even if those tattooed people didn't come, probably a random tattooed beast or an ordinary beast would be enough to tear himself apart in four pieces.

No matter how angry I was, I endured it this time.

Mengshi looked delicate, but the wheat-colored skin did not reduce her appearance. That kind of heartfelt heroic posture and its beautiful face are perfectly blended together, forming a beauty that only belongs to her. At this moment, under the reflection of sparks, it made her look more exquisite, and Xu Yan was stunned for a while.

Sensing Xu Yan's gaze, Mengshi raised her head and glared, "What are you looking at!"