Chapter 13 Chennan-type protagonist

Jian San took Dongfang Mi to the location of tens of thousands of graves. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There are stone steps that go up layer by layer, and the graves along the way are cleaned, and a long sword is inserted in front of each grave.

The long sword is used as a tombstone, which is very weird, and Dongfang Mi also knows that the name of these long swords is called the Ancestor Sword.

Dongfang Mi held Jian San, holding his big hand with his small hand, and walked lightly.

The third cultivation of the sword is eight changes, and the eight-year-old child is already very remarkable, but Dongfang Mi has no cultivation at the moment, so he can only walk slowly.

Walking slowly, Dongfang Mi asked softly, "How many of these graves are there?"

Jian San said: "Thirty thousand, full thirty thousand." ”

Dongfang Mi looked around in surprise, she thought that tens of thousands were already very good, but she didn't expect that there would be thirty thousand.

Thirty thousand, that's not a small number, no wonder there are graves everywhere.

Jian San suddenly said: "No, if you count the tomb I took you to see, it is thirty thousand and one." ”

He stuck out his tongue embarrassedly: "I forgot that tomb just now, grandpa said that that tomb is different from others, and there is no need to insert the ancestral sword." ”

Dongfang Mi's curiosity was aroused: "Let's go, let's take a look." ”

30,000 tombs, each of which was built, was very solemn and gorgeous, separated by a distance, row by row, very neat.

Dongfang Mi and Jian San were walking, and suddenly the sky was dark, and dark clouds swept in, dripping a few drops of rain.

Then, the rain fell drippingly, not big, but Dongfang Mi didn't have mana and couldn't support the protective cover, so Jian San took out an oilpaper umbrella from the storage bag and handed it to Dongfang Mi: "Big sister, let's take an umbrella." ”

Dongfang Mi smiled, picked up the oil-paper umbrella and stretched it out, and then pulled Jian San and walked forward against the rain.

A beautiful shadow, graceful and tingting, walking, holding a child, walking in the rain.

It's just that the surrounding scene is a bit weird, and the mountains are full of graves.

After walking for three hours, Dongfang Mi came to the place where Jian San said.

In one corner of the grave complex, there was a small low tomb, unremarkable, without a tombstone, without an ancestral sword, a simple little earthen bag almost flush with the ground, with the passage of time, the erosion of wind and rain, this nameless tomb has been forgotten in the corner.

Dongfang Mi looked at this small tomb and asked Jian San: "Why is this one not inserted by the ancestor sword?"

"Because I don't need to. Kenzo explained.

Dongfang Mi raised his eyebrows: "Why not, isn't he a senior here?"

"I don't know, my grandfather said that the only one who didn't care about him here was him, and I don't know why. Kensan shook his head.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was already pouring down, hitting the ground with a crackling sound.

And when it hit the small grave, the dirt passed, and the small grave became smaller, and it was almost as flat as the ground.

"Big sister, we're leaving, it's raining too much, and your injuries will get worse after you get drenched in the rain. Seeing Dongfang Mi staring at the tomb, Jian San spoke.

Dongfang Mi shook his head, he only felt that this little tomb was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it, his brain was a little confused recently, so he had to listen to Jian San's words and leave here.

When he came, he left, and when he left, Jian San wrapped Dongfang Mi with mana and left here quickly.

And just after Dongfang Mi left, the small tomb was washed by the rain and a corner was exposed, and a pale palm could be seen inside.

......

Leaving the group of graves, Dongfang Mi returned to the wooden house, and the sword brought food to Dongfang Mi, let Dongfang Mi eat, and then talked and laughed with Dongfang Mi.

After Dongfang Mi and Jian San finished eating, they were alone in the wooden house in a daze.

"I always felt so familiar with that little tomb. Dongfang Mi slapped his head with his little hand, feeling distressed.

Her divine soul was sealed, and her spiritual power was much lowered.

And the time gradually passed, and it was evening, after Dongfang Mi took a bath, he accepted the treatment of the old man, and the old man did not speak tonight, but left directly, and seemed to be very busy.

After receiving treatment, Dongfang Mi felt that his body was becoming more and more relaxed and lighter, knowing that this was the injury gradually getting better.

And when night came, the rain from the outside world was still falling, and it did not decrease at all, and the lightning flashed and thundered, as if it was the end of the world.

The clouds rolled, and the lightning dragon shuttled through it, splitting into the void, deafening.

When Dongfang Mi saw it, suddenly a lightning bolt struck down directly and rushed towards the group of tombs, and the place where it fell seemed to be the small tomb that Dongfang Mi went to see during the day.

"Not good. Dongfang Mi exclaimed.

It was only after her realization that she didn't notice that this rain was unusual.

That lightning struck, and the small tomb in the middle was in the black, and Dongfang Mi didn't see it very clearly, but at this moment, after the lightning struck, it illuminated the surroundings, and Dongfang Mi saw it.

'Click!'

The grave was split, revealing a young man whose face was unusually pale, his long unkempt hair stained with mud and his torn clothes clinging to his body.

The second lightning bolt struck the young man's body, not hurting the young man, but activating the young man, making him open his eyes in an instant, and suddenly roared: "Hate the sky and take away me for 10,000 years." ”

Thundered!

With a loud roar, the heavens and the earth changed color, and countless lightning bolts slashed this way, allowing everyone in the small world to see it.

And Dongfang Mi also saw that in the rain, under the lightning, the young man's face was angry, and Dongfang Mi couldn't understand the language coming out of his mouth.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a huge energy erupted from the young man's body, and headless knights and angels with broken wings appeared around his body, and the aura of death filled the air, shocking the heavens, making the lightning above the sky feel terrified, and they all retracted in an instant.

The lightning retracted, the rain disappeared in an instant, the dark clouds dispersed, and the heavens and the earth returned to tranquility.

The stars and the moon came out and shone on the earth, and the vision of the young man's body disappeared, and he himself fell to the ground and fainted.

Dongfang Mi was stunned when he saw this scene.

"Chennan?"

Ever since he met Han Li's protagonist, Dongfang Mi hasn't met any protagonist-type people.

Chen Nan, this man who is like a fan, actually appeared at this moment.

It simply subverted the senses of Dongfang Mi.

After all, compared with Ye Sheng, Wen Yi, Tang San, and Han Li, who worked hard to cultivate and became stronger, Chen Nan's background was terrifying, and his origin was even more terrifying, which made Dongfang Mi vaguely a little unbearable.

"It seems that it is really him, the grave group, the small tomb, the phantom of gods and demons, who else is he who else?" Dongfang swallowed, and his pretty face showed bitterness.

As soon as Chen Nan came out, it meant that there was a huge conspiracy in this world.

"It seems that the destruction of the epoch is also real, and the protagonists of the Chennan type have come out. Dongfang Mi thought bitterly. (To be continued.) )