Yu Huang and Aomine walked blankly in the sea of grass, and suddenly lost their direction.

Since meeting Qingfeng with Jiupin qualification at about this time last year, whether it is Youhuan or Qingfeng himself, he has gone through countless dangers and tribulations, wanting to get rid of the curse of Jiupin spirit flesh and fight for that glimmer of life. They went all the way to the south, with a resolute will and the courage to die, and they were determined to fight for a place in that powerful tribe with the qualification of the Nine Grades. But now, everything is over, because of an unexpected fog, and an unexpected appearance of the demon emperor, and a group of ascetics who meet by chance, Aomine tattooed the world's cheapest tattoo, an inch green, when he was about to break free.

They were silent for a long time, thinking about the way forward.

"Perhaps, an inch of green is your destiny!" "Yu Huang sighed, "Now, it is a great luck to be able to survive under the Demon Emperor Zenu. Jiupin qualification, for a tribe with weak strength, it is still an illusion after all......"

Touching the small tattoo on his neck, Aomine was a little distracted. This mysterious "soul chasing" seems to have opened up a vast hope for himself, but it has not left the key to open up hope. For a child who is not deeply involved in the world, he has no idea what to do.

"What are you going to do next?"

"I don't know!" Aomine muttered. Looking up at the vast and boundless sky, in the distance is the green grassland as far as the eye can see, this sky and the earth are big, where is his place? He suddenly felt a little homesick.

"Whisper, promise me one thing. ”

"You name it, as long as I can do it!"

"When you go back to the Wolf Tribe, help me tell them...... I'm fine, the crow tribe values me very much, and tattooed the seven-rank thorn pattern for me, I have practiced smoothly all the way, and soon, I can become a powerful powerhouse and return to the wolf tribe......" Qingfeng muttered, full of complicated emotions, as if he was disappointed in himself but with a determination that made people look forward to it, he was silent for a moment, and he repeated: "Promise me!"

Yu Lian looked at Aomine steadily. This is a seven-year-old child, who has to bear such a heavy fate alone.

Looking at the resolute Qingfeng, he was powerless to refute, and promised heavily: "I will tell them." ”

Qingfeng smiled slightly and said, "Let's go to the Crow Tribe! If I, Qingfeng, have a nine-rank qualification, I will definitely be able to cover it in the Crow Tribe." Now that the tattoo is an inch green, I can still stand firm!"

"Let's go!" Shaking his head proudly, Aomine took small steps and headed south.

Now, they are finally able to make it easy for them to get on the road. Qingfeng, who has already pierced the text, has already buried all the potential of the spirit and flesh, and may only explode when he is promoted next time, and there is a lot less great temptation of the soul, Qingfeng may really be able to survive on his own! Moreover, this place is getting closer and closer to the range of the crow tribe, almost belonging to the realm of human beings, and there are not many powerful demon spirits.

It's still a few days away from the Raven Tribe.

The evening star was shining, and Aomine was lying quietly on the grass, with an empty wind on all sides, and he couldn't sleep, staring at the stars vacantly.

"Eh~! Huang He, you bastard, stun Lao Tzu! When Lao Tzu is alive, kill you bastard!"

Suddenly, Qingfeng heard a muffled cry of pain, and immediately sat up in shock, looking around, but there was still nothing, so empty that only the wind remained.

Is it a hallucination?

"Huang He! my grandmother, you fucking talk to Lao Tzu!"

This time, Qingfeng could hear it clearly and clearly, and a cold sweat oozed out. He stood up and shouted around, "Who!

After a moment of silence, Aomine seemed to feel a sense of surprise.

"I'm a dog, who are you, shit, where are the Yellow Cranes, who the fuck are you, how did I get to you?"

I also got a dog. This voice obviously came out of his own head, and it was a ghost in his body? Qingfeng was full of wit, and he was touching his body for a while, as if he wanted to touch the voice of the voice.

"Who are you?"

Aomine asked in amazement, and directly pricked up his ears, trying to find the direction of the voice.

"Lao Tzu still asked who you are! Damn, this bastard yellow crane, won't it be to stun Lao Tzu and dump Lao Tzu! I'm really your mother! You bastard who deceived his teacher and forgot his ancestors~......"

Now Qingfeng was very sure, the voice was indeed ringing from his head. The voice ignored Qingfeng at all, and scolded all the way in his mind, from Huang He's maternal relatives all the way to Huang He himself, as if he was not addicted, and scolded over and over again, his mouth was poisonous and cheap, and even Qingfeng frowned when he heard it.

Wait a minute...... Isn't that the ascetic who tattooed him?

In an instant, a thought flashed in Aomine's mind, and the sudden sound and the mysterious tattoo were instantly linked. This yellow crane actually carried private goods in the thorn pattern!

"Who the hell are you?"

Qingfeng is in a hurry now, this guy is not Huang He's enemy, put it on himself and die together!

The voice was also tired of scolding, and when he heard Qingfeng's loud shouts, he hummed and chirped. "The old man is the ancestor of the unscrupulous disciple Sun Huanghe, who are you?"

Master Zu ?!!! Qingfeng's brain exploded with a bang. The strength is comparable to the ancestor of the strong Huang He of the Demon Emperor of the Void Period?!!! isn't that the ancestor of the ascetic?

"Night... The younger generation Qingfeng, I have seen the seniors. Aomine stammered when he spoke.

"Hey......" The old voice sighed again, Aomine thought he was going to say something about his origins, but he didn't want to say dirty words with a mouth, "I'm really a bastard and a yellow crane." What can't be said well, knock Lao Tzu unconscious, throw away Lao Tzu, and when Lao Tzu is alive, kill you bastard!"

This time, the old man was much calmer, without the agitated impulse just now, but he was still scolding.

Qingfeng was really awkward in his heart, no matter what, the ancestor of an extremely strong person should not be like this in his heart. But what happened to Huang He that he lost his ancestor to himself? The ancestor of such a strong man is probably going to have thousands of years of time, right? He is still alive......

"Eh~ senior, senior! Can you ask, why are you in my body?"

"In your body, yes, this yellow crane left me here, I have to see if you kid is qualified!" said him, and the voice fell silent, as if he was probing Aomine's body. "Well, the nine qualifications are still ......"

Just when the old man was about to express a trace of satisfaction, he suddenly changed his tone and let out a terrible scream, which was definitely the most terrible scream Qingfeng had ever heard in his life.

"I'm a bastard and a yellow crane! You're so fucking amazing! A tattoo is just a good thing, and it's a fucking stupid fork with an incomplete soul, you fucking want to fuck Lao Tzu to death! Lao Tzu won't let you go if you're a ghost, you stinky shit with a thousand cuts, how can Lao Tzu have such an apprentice grandson like you......"

Aomine: "......"