On this continent, there is a legend.

Legend has it that there were eighteen artifacts in the world, namely knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, hammers, hammers, rods, lances, sticks, crutches, and meteor hammers. The five types of defensive armor on the other side are cloth, leather, light, heavy, and plate. In the world, if someone has one, it will make people jealous and there will be a bloody storm. And now, the person who owns it will also block the news, and if it is not when the family or sect is destroyed, it will not use this power that should not exist.

It is also a legend that in the ancient flood period, people created a sect in order to pursue the extreme in weapons and armor, and this sect was also the first sect in the world, called Tianji Pavilion. And Tianji Pavilion did not divide sects at the beginning, these later words.

The continent was originally named the Continent of the Fittest, which means survival of the fittest.

The main character, on the other hand, is a man from an alien starry sky who has qualities that others do not have.

The story begins in a cottage outside the city of Thor in the Moko Empire.

On the top of the cliff, a young man leaned against a tree, looking at the moon at night with soft eyes, quietly.

He dragged a piece of dead grass from the side and put it in his mouth, the slight bitterness reminded him of last night's events.

"Come, silly boy, give you a knife, kill the monster in front of you, and give the brothers a drink and a meal today. Haha" After saying that, he laughed wildly and threw a small scimitar to the little boy next to him. This is his father Ruozhen, a medium-sized bandit leader outside the Moko Empire in Thor.

The young man picked up the knife on the ground, looked at the monster that was shrunk into a ball with soft eyes, and seemed to have made a decision in his heart, and suddenly raised the knife with both hands to slash at the monster.

"Woo woo woo" The snow-white little beast snorted weakly, the big eyes of the water spirit, slightly red, looked at the young man in front of him in a blink, and closed his eyes in pain.

Looking at the appearance of the little beast, it is somewhat similar to the fox, the snow-white fluff is like a snowflake in early winter, beautiful with sacredness, Ruo Xiaotian looked at this little beast, and there was a trace of pity in his heart. For his father, Ruo Xiaotian didn't think about whether he was born to him at all, and if so, how could he force himself to do such a thing, he sighed in his heart. He picked up his knife and slashed at the little beast's head.

Stopped, the young man's knife stopped in front of the little beast's head, his face was slightly regretful, he shook his head, dropped the knife in his hand, fell to the ground weakly, his immature little hands held his head slightly, and muttered to himself in pain, "Father, I can't do it." Then, Shui Lingling's gaze turned to the fierce middle-aged man next to him, and said timidly, "Can we not kill him." ”

Hearing this, Ruozhen glanced at the young man from the corner of his eye. Snorted coldly, "Get in here." ”

Suddenly, the young man smiled slightly, walked to the little beast and stroked his body, and said gently, "It's okay, you can go, run." I'll go to my father's side and say, run. He smiled mischievously at the little beast. Looking at the little beast that had turned back repeatedly, he reluctantly ran into the house.

'Bump' a teacup shattered in response, followed by a big scolding, "Waste, idiot, you don't dare to let you kill a low-level demonic beast, what do you say you can do?" You'd rather be killed than kill the little monster. Where is the original arrogance?" looked at Ruo Xiaotian with cold eyes. And the last few words were like a shout. After the former took a deep breath, he said, "Get out, get out." ”

Looking at his father, who hated him for some reason, Ruo Xiaotian's immature little face softened slightly, lowered his head and muttered, "I didn't provoke you, why are you angry at me." ”

'Smack' just because of a word, Ruo Zhen stepped forward and slapped him hard. Then he looked at his palm in a daze, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he waved his hand with his back to Ruo Xiaotian, without saying a word.

Ruo Xiaotian, who fell to the ground, a trace of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, gently wiped it with his cuffs, sniffed his nose a few times, rubbed his beaten cheeks with his little hands, his eyes were red, and tears had come out of the corners of his eyes. A few people on the sidelines looked at Ruo Xiaotian like this, so they had to sigh lightly, but they didn't say anything because it was their housework.

Holding back his crying for the time being, Ruo Xiaotian's deformed little face barely squeezed out a smile, and said, "Father, I'll go down first." After that, he didn't want to stay for a moment and fled out the door in a panic.

Looking at Ruo Xiaotian, who had left, Ruo Zhen's face showed a look of regret, and after a while, the cry outside the door sounded, it was so pitiful, so wronged.

The memory was gone, his mouth was full of bitter taste, he shook his head slightly, and touched his hot and painful face, "Is it right to kill people? When he clapped his hands and was about to go back, he really bumped into a soft thing, so he had to let out a sigh and fall to the side.

"Xiaotian, are you okay?" With some questions, the fair-skinned and delicate wrist helped Ruo Xiaotian, who had fallen, and asked embarrassedly, "Didn't hurt you, did you?"

The immature little hand touched his head and shouted happily, "Sister Ling'er," the corner of his mouth smiled deeply, and suddenly lifted two dimples, but there were obvious bruises on the dimples on the side.

This girl is Ruo Xiaotian's sister Ruo Ling'er, with a beautiful jade and quiet temperament, fresh and refined, under the illumination of the nightlight, gentle and lovely, but there are a few traces of pity on her pretty face.

looked at Ruo Xiaotian distressedly, his gentle eyes swirled on the bruised little face, and he stopped when he was about to reach out and touch it, for fear of hurting him again. Looking at Ruo Xiaotian's pitiful appearance, he stomped his feet angrily, and said dissatisfiedly, "Father, it's too much like this." Didn't he know that Xiao Tiancai had just turned ten years old, and he was so heavy, every time, and he didn't want to think about whether he could stand it. He waved his hand angrily, then leaned forward anxiously and looked at the bruised little face again. seemed to be a little unwilling and said, "Let's go, Xiaotian, go to my father's theory." After speaking, he took Ruo Xiaotian's little hand and was about to leave.

Ruo Xiaotian smiled with a small face, grabbed Ruo Ling'er's jade hand with relief, stopped and said, "Forget it, Sister Ling'er, you also know your father's temper, you don't have to worry about me, this injury will be fine in a few days." After saying that, he blinked his big cute eyes. He also jumped up and down, showing that he was okay at all.

Hearing this, Ruo Ling'er lowered her head in shame, remembering the last time, she was still a little ashamed, she was originally going to find her father to theorize, but Ruo Xiaotian was lying on the bed for a month. sighed weakly, raised her pretty face and looked at Ruo Xiaotian and said, "Xiaotian, it's all my sister's fault, if my sister has the ability, I can protect you." It's all my sister who is not good" The more Ruoling'er spoke, the more she wanted to cry, and in the end, since there was a crying voice.

He was stunned, and his little face smiled helplessly. Looking at the sister who was six years older than him in front of him, since he was crying in front of him, he remembered the last time between his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth cracked slightly, and said, "Sister Ling'er, aren't you here to comfort Xiaotian? Why haven't I cried yet, you have cried yourself." After that, a hint of teasing appeared on Ruo Xiaotian's immature little face.

Looking at Ruo Xiaotian's rich expression, Fang Cai's unhappiness suddenly dissipated, and he patted Ruo Xiaotian's head lightly, and said with a slight anger, "Okay, you Ruo Xiaotian, dare to make fun of my sister, my sister has always cared about you very much, and today my sister is caring about you." The evil smile looked up and down, and finally stopped on his little buttocks, the ten fingers suddenly closed together, twisted a few times irregularly, and suddenly there was a crackling sound, looking at Ruo Xiaotian, who was about to escape, and hurriedly shouted, "Stop, don't run." ”

Suddenly, all the previous unpleasantness disappeared, and on the cliff, the noise of the two people frightened the birds perched nearby, and it seemed that the surrounding beasts were also a little dissatisfied, and the whistling sound came out, bringing a trace of coolness to the quiet cliff.

Ruo Xiaotian was leaning on the tree, the beads of sweat on his forehead fell, he was already a little tired, sat on the ground, panted and said, "Sister Ling'er, I can't run, if you want to fight, just fight." After speaking, the small mouth opened and closed, and he gasped for a few more breaths, and then he eased up.

Ruo Ling'er smiled, looking at her brother who she loved so much, she couldn't get this hand, walked beside him, rubbed his head lovingly, and said softly, "My stupid brother, why is my sister willing to beat you?" After speaking, he sat down next to him.

Ruo Xiaotian's little head nodded unhurriedly, gently leaned on Ruo Ling'er's shoulder, and said slowly, "It's still Sister Ling'er's good to me." ”

This sentence is what Ruo Ling'er loves to hear, watching him grow up since he was a child, from the original very small and cute little hand, slowly growing up, that wonderful feeling is hard to say. Gently stroked Ruo Xiaotian's head, closed his eyes slightly, and enjoyed the tranquility of this moment.

However, the little kid next to him seemed unwilling, sat up, looked at Ruoling'er with her eyes closed, and asked curiously, "Sister Ling'er, didn't you say you wanted to go back to your hometown to have a look? Why is it so fast this time?"

opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Ruo Xiaotian, and said angrily with a hint of complaint, "It's not all you, I heard that you had an accident halfway, so I hurried back." ”

Looking at Ruo Xiaotian nodding obediently, a trace of unreal feeling flashed between Ruo Ling'er's eyebrows, when was it, how majestic his younger brother was, he practiced qi at the age of five, and he cultivated to the fifth level of precept qi in a year, and he was still alarmed by this, but now he is as gentle as a good baby, and the evil and evil qi of the past have disappeared. Not only did he ask a little puzzled, "Xiaotian, don't you really remember being five years old?"

Ruo Xiaotian nodded his head and said slowly in a low voice, "I don't remember." After that, his brows couldn't help frowning, and he seemed to shake his head a little discouraged, and leaned against the tree again.

Looking at Ruo Xiaotian like this, Ruo Ling'er frowned slightly and asked, "Xiaotian, if you can't think of it, don't think about it, your sister likes it like this too." Then he felt a little wrong, and asked anxiously, "Xiaotian, what's wrong?"