On the ice of the North Sea, a person lies silently on this cold ice. He didn't seem to be aware of the cold. And he stretched out his hands and feet as much as he could, flattening his entire body as hard as he could.

On his body, there were many white rubbles, which seemed to be glued to his body, and clung to his body.

By his side, there are three people and two beasts, they take turns to take care of it, once a piece of the white stone on this person's body falls off, they will immediately take it away, and try to find a suitable new white stone to replace it.

This action has been going on for a whole year.

Suddenly, the man's arm moved slightly, and a fist-sized gravel had fallen.

He Yiming stretched out his hand and took the piece of gravel away, and it disappeared in his hand in a slight flash. This time, though, he didn't continue to take out the white stone, but looked at the man below with an expectant look.

"Yiming, will he wake up?" Yuan Lixun came to his side and asked softly.

"Yes. He Yiming did not hesitate and said categorically: "He will definitely be able to wake up." Glancing at the dense white stone fragments that covered Bai Baiba's entire body, He Yiming said as if he was cheering himself up: "These are the last batch of white stone fragments." Once he's done absorbing it, he'll be able to get back to normal. ”

Mu Zilong's gaze also retracted from the white stone, and he had a sense of awe from the bottom of his heart for this Mr. One Hundred and Eight.

Five thousand years ago, he was already a world-famous Shinto powerhouse. But even with his knowledge, he had never heard of such a miraculous life as one hundred and eight.

After collecting some white stones, this person was growing in front of his eyes, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye day by day, and as the body of One Hundred and Eight grew larger and larger, he absorbed it faster and faster.

It was originally expected that it would take at least a few years, or even more than a decade, to fully recover, but it took less than a year to basically grow into an ordinary person's size. Moreover, the batch of white stones covering him at this time will also be the last ones.

At this moment, Mu Zilong really couldn't wait to see what kind of character this incomparably magical one hundred and eight was.

"Roaring ......"

The pig roared abruptly, filled with a smell of joy.

He Yiming's eyes froze, and he saw that the stones on Baibaiba's body had slowly fallen off one after another.

His eyes were also full of surprise, although those white stones still contained some good power, but at this moment, He Yiming couldn't care so much anymore, but came to Baibaiba's side with an arrow step, stretched out his hand and waved lightly, carefully swept away those falling white stones, and looked at Baibaiba nervously.

It's just that Hundred and Eight didn't wake up as he wished, and those closed eyes didn't have the slightest intention of wanting to open them.

He Yiming opened his mouth, and his heart slowly sank.

Mu Zilong and the others also watched intently. Their hearts are also full of anticipation. After all, growing up and resurrecting in this way is definitely the first thing to do, and it would be a lie to say that it is not interesting to say that it is not interesting.

The pig snorted a few times, jumped up suddenly, and fell heavily on one hundred and eight's chest, arching one hundred and eight's head affectionately with a long nose.

He Yiming stretched out his hand to stop it, but stopped halfway. Since Baibai and Eight are not awake, it is good to let the little guy Bao Pig try it.

One hundred and eight's head swayed with the arch of the treasure pig, but there was no sign of opening his eyes.

The pig seemed to be impatient, and it slammed its head hard.

However, the little one forgot. On the top of its head, there is already an extra pair of hard antlers. And this is not an ordinary horn, but a symbol of a divine beast, and its hardness is definitely not inferior to any divine weapon.

So under the collision, the antlers had the most intimate contact with Hundred and Eight's face, and under a series of random sparks, there was an extra gap on One Hundred and Eight's face.

The pig was visibly stunned, its little eyes rolling around.

Mu Zilong watched this scene dumbfounded, the horns of the divine beast were one of the hardest places on the body of the divine beast. The wound on Baibai's face was extremely deep, and if an ordinary person was hit like this, he would definitely die. But Bai Tuo, a strange person who has grown from the size of a palm to the point he is now in just one year, must not be taken as common sense.

He Yiming slapped his forehead in pain and scolded angrily: "Bao Pig, you come down." ”

The little pig also knew that he was in trouble, so he obediently tiptoed and walked slowly. However, before it could land on all fours, it was already pulled up by a hand.

The eyes of He Yiming and the others lit up at the same time, and the owner of this hand turned out to be Bai and Eight, who was lying motionless on the ice just now.

"Brother Bai, are you awake?" He Yiming asked in surprise.

However, he did not get the desired response.

After one hundred and eight dragged the treasure pig very directly, he got up from the ice. The whole process is quite slow, like a child who has just been born and is less than a year old and can't walk, giving people a stiff and sluggish feeling.

Standing up straight, Baibaiba shook his head, as if he felt the discomfort on his face, he pressed the top of his head with his hand, and gently pressed down, and the deep wound on his face disappeared immediately.

Mu Zilong gasped, he finally understood why He Yiming was so confident that Baibai would return to normal.

Such supernatural powers are simply incredible. But when he thought about it, he was suddenly relieved, this one hundred and eight, even the body can become so big, so a small wound that heals, wouldn't it be a simple thing.

One hundred and eight lowered his head. A pair of jewel-like eyes looked curiously at the treasure pig in his hand, and the little treasure pig also stared at the small eyes and smiled flatteringly.

This pair is quite interesting, one hundred and eight does not belong to this world, and the treasure pig is the most mysterious beast in the world without the majesty of Shinto, but since the two of them met, they have become best friends.

"You, who are you?" asked Baiba, word for word.

The smiling face of the treasure pig suddenly froze, and it exclaimed, "I am the treasure pig." ”

One hundred and eight's eyes seemed to light up, but there was no expression of joy, as if he had heard the name of a stranger.

He Yiming's heart was cold, and he said tentatively: "Brother Bai, do you still remember me?"

One hundred and eight's hand suddenly let go, and the treasure pig suddenly fell heavily on the ice. Of course, with its thick skin and rough flesh, it is naturally impossible to be injured, but it just stared at Baibai with small eyes full of resentment, and seemed to be very dissatisfied.

Raising his head, the expression on Bai Zero's face made He Yiming remember it vividly.

When he first met One Hundred and Eight, he had such an expression on his face, a gaze that was far more dull than that of a normal person, like a fool of something different.

"You don't remember me?" He Yiming slowed down. Said slowly.

One hundred and eight raised his hand and said suddenly, "You are He Yiming." ”

He Yiming's eyes lit up, he was overjoyed, nodded again and again, and laughed loudly: "Brother Bai, it's me, congratulations on coming back." ”

However, Hundred and Eight didn't show any joyful expression, he still said with a blank face, "I don't know you." ”

He Yiming's laughter stopped abruptly, and the expression on his face was as strange as it was.

Several people looked at each other, after a half-ring. Yuan Lixun stretched out his hand and said, "Who is he?"

"He Yiming. ”

"Do you know him?" everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Yuan Lixun asked again.

"I don't know. One hundred and eight said unusually simply.

He Yiming opened his mouth, but found that his heart was a mess and he couldn't say anything.

"Why can you call him by name if you don't know him? Mu Zilong took a step forward, and he asked in a deep voice.

One hundred and eight thought about it seriously, the eyes that obviously did not belong to the human were shining like a small sun, and after a while, the light dimmed, and he said calmly: "I don't know." ”

Mu Zilong was immediately angry, but he didn't know much about this mysterious guy, and after seeing the anomaly of one hundred and eight, he had long since given up the idea of doing something with him. So he shook his head helplessly and never spoke again.

The white horse thunderbolt stepped forward, circled around the hundred and eight, flicked his tail, and hissed lightly.

Although the relationship between Hakuba and One Hundred and Eight was not very harmonious before, at this moment, its mind is the same as that of everyone.

I don't know what the white horse called, and Hundred and Eight was obviously lost in thought.

He Yiming grabbed the sulking pig on the ground, and asked softly, "What did Lei Deng say?" When he asked about this, a trace of strange emotion surged in his heart.

In the past, he always asked Baibai to translate the meaning of Bao Pig and White Horse, but now he really reversed it and asked Bao Zhu to translate.

Bao Pig snorted before he said, "Thunder and lightning said, you, the two of them and I are a family." ”

He Yiming's heart was excited, although Lei Deng obviously squeezed out Yuan Lixun and Mu Zilong when he said this, but this was indeed the truest feeling in his heart.

The four of them are together, they have traveled all over the world, and they have gone through countless life-and-death struggles, and this relationship is definitely not something that can be erased.

One hundred and eight tilted his head sideways, as if he was thinking about something, and didn't speak for a long time.

He Yiming sighed lightly, stepped forward and grabbed his hand, and said, "Brother Bai." Don't think about it so much, just let me go. ”

One hundred and eight's voice was still calm.

"Where to go?"

"We ...... Go home!"

Mu Zilong looked at He Yiming and the others, and for some reason, a feeling of extreme envy surged in his heart. Faintly, he also seemed to remember some dusty past, and a warm feeling that was already quite unfamiliar slowly emerged.