"Ahh

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy covered his head with his hands, seemed to have experienced great pain, and opened his eyes with a hum.

"Sir! sir...... Madame! Madame...... Young master, young master is awake!"

But just as the boy made a move, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl beside him immediately exclaimed, and at the same time ran outside.

The boy snorted bitterly as he observed the room he was in.

Although the furnishings in this room are simple, but they are extremely exquisite, a large bed that is one zhang long and seven feet wide only occupies a small part of the room, and the bed curtain is embroidered with gold thread with all kinds of lifelike flowers and birds.

In the middle of the room was the table and a few chairs that the young man was constantly caressing, and on the table was a jade incense burner, from which bursts of fragrance were emanating from it, and people couldn't help but feel refreshed after smelling it.

On the other side of the room by the window are a bookcase and a desk.

There were dense books in the bookcase, but after seeing the books, the young man's originally painful face twitched, as if he realized that something was wrong, and his face immediately became gloomy.

"No, no, it's ...... here"

The boy realized that something was wrong, as if he was constantly thinking about something, but at that moment, a rush of footsteps came.

"Biao'er, Biao'er!"

A somewhat hurried man's voice came in from outside the house, and then I saw a middle-aged man hurriedly push open the door and walked in, the man saw that the stupid boy had gotten up, the haze on his face was swept away, and he said happily: "Haha...... Ha ha...... The sky is endless, my Tang family. Heaven is endless, my Tang family ......"

"This ......"

After the young man saw this middle-aged man, he couldn't help but be surprised, with a shocked expression on his face, he couldn't say anything, yes, that expression was shock.

This middle-aged man's appearance is too handsome and mighty, giving people a sense of unreality, making it a little difficult for him to find adjectives, if he wants to say that there is, he can only describe it as amazing.

"Who the hell is you? Lao Tzu's name is Tang Jinbiao. It's Brother Biao's Great Demon King!Huh?

The young man scolded secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to scold out loud, otherwise with his current small body, it is estimated that it is not enough for others to practice, but he has just finished scolding. He wondered in his heart why he called himself Tang Jinbiao.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man had a square face and sword eyebrows. A majestic image of the face. If it weren't for a deep scar at the corner of his eye, he would definitely be a beautiful man, but even if there was that scar, it didn't affect his handsomeness at all, but added a bit of fierceness, but the middle-aged man seemed to read what the young man was thinking. His brow furrowed slightly.

"Master, master......"

When the man came in, the girl who had run out to report the news followed.

"Haha, Biao'er. Are you okay, don't worry, the thieves who are looking for you have been drained by me and sealed, as long as you like, you can torture them at any time, and I can even refine them into puppets, as long as you say a word!"

When the middle-aged man saw his son wake up, he didn't care so much, but laughed.

For there was nothing more gratifying to him at the moment than that his son was alive, but the young man sat there with an inexplicable expression, unexplained.

"What's the matter? Biao'er is still not satisfied, right? Okay, my father promised you, after you recover, my father will take you to the East China Sea to catch a sixth-level sea dragon to be your mount, and then ......."

After the man saw that there was still no expression on the young man's face, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and said secretly: "Biao'er won't become a fool, right?"

"No, no, where is this? Why do I feel so confused in my head?"

The young man had recovered slightly from his previous confusion, his face was a little strange, and he didn't pay attention to the middle-aged man at all, but covered his head with his hands, looking very painful.

Although it was painful, he still glanced at the girl behind the middle-aged man, only to see that the girl did not apply powder, but her appearance was also very delicate, and her body was well-proportioned.

But in the face of such a girl, he didn't have any excitement in his heart, but felt more and more headaches.

"Ahh

The boy kept covering his head and snorted in pain.

"Huh, uncle, making a movie?"

After the middle-aged man heard the young man's words, he couldn't help frowning, muttered, but seemed to remember something, and then said with a smile: "Hehe, it seems that Biao'er must not have recovered, okay, I won't bother you for my father, just let Xiaolu take care of you, and when you recover, my father will come to see you again." Midori, take care of Biao'er, if something goes wrong, you just ask......"

The middle-aged man's face immediately became serious, as if he was threatening the girl, but after the girl heard the middle-aged man's words, her body couldn't help but be shocked, and she didn't violate anything, but replied obediently: "Xiaolu understands, there is no need for the master to remind her." ”

"Well, that Biao'er has been handed over to you, I still have a furnace of pills waiting to be refined, and someone has been sent to urge me, if I can't refine well this month, it will be troublesome, you can take these bottles of pills and restore them to Biao'er." ”

The middle-aged man took out a few jade bottles and threw them directly to the girl, and then left without saying anything more. Immediately after the middle-aged man, the girl seemed to be a little frightened, and stood there stupidly.

Obviously, although the two seemed to be talking with Tang Jinbiao as the center, the two didn't really notice him at all.

"Ah, it hurts! What's going on? How can I have so many messy memories in my head?"

The young man was clueless for a while, and he couldn't help but be confused, and there were a lot of messy memories in his mind, and he snorted bitterly.

"Young master, you can't be really stupid, right?"

The maid called Little Green, regardless of the young man's life or death, had some hesitation on his face, and asked weakly.

"It hurts, it hurts. What's going on? What the hell is going on? Who's going to tell me?"

The boy just snorted hard and had a headache.

"The young master spares his life, the young master spares his life! ”

The young man obviously didn't do anything, but the girl seemed to be frightened, and immediately knelt down, even calling for mercy, but in her heart she secretly scolded: "Sure enough, what kind of Lao Tzu there is, what kind of son there is, turning his face is faster than turning a book!"

"It hurts, it hurts!"

The boy finally couldn't bear the pain anymore and threw himself into the quilt. Loud snort in pain.

"Tang Xiaohu, young master, we don't have such a person in the Tang family, could it be that the young master is mistaken?"

Just in the blink of an eye, Xiao Lu returned to normal and said.

It's just that if an outsider watches this scene here, it will feel terrifying. The conversation between the two is simply a bull's head and a horse's mouth.

The boy was dying of pain, and the girl was like a machine. No matter what the other person says. There seems to be an answer.

"Brother!"

After a few moments, a clear, childish voice came from outside the window.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

The boy just covered his head with the quilt and hummed in pain.

"Hmph, waste, our Tang family doesn't need your kind of waste!"

It was when the teenager was in pain. A man's voice was heard again in the air outside the window.

In the air outside the window, there was a young man, about his age, a year or two older than him.

The young man had a flying sword at his feet. The whole person hung in the air, and the man's disdainful gaze was looking at himself, but what really shocked him was not the young man who stepped on the flying sword, but the sky behind the young man, a round of the sun had already hung high!

"Humph, rubbish!"

The young man's brows furrowed slightly, and there was some confusion in his eyes, but he didn't pay attention to it, and after snorting coldly, Edgeworth left.

"Brother, I'm going to play!"

After the young man left, a voice came from the window again.

"Young master, young master, are you okay?"

There was some confusion in Xiao Midori's eyes, but she still asked.

"Ahhh

The boy didn't know anything about what was going on outside.

After a few moments, Midori sat down quietly on the chair with a soft face, looking at the empty place beside her with a gentle gaze, as if there was someone there.

......

It was five hours of sitting, and it was getting dark......

......

In the distant sky, the moon rose and hung in the sky!

"Young master, it's time to eat!"

Xiao Lu, who didn't know when to put the food on the table, said with a smile on his face.

As for the boy, he fainted in pain at some point, and he didn't move for a long time.

After the little green finished shouting, he just looked at the empty place with softness in his eyes, and watched quietly from the side.

About a quarter of an hour later.

"It seems that the young master seems to have hit a bit hard this time...... Ahem!"

Xiao Lu changed, turned around, looked in the direction of the bed, showed a sigh of regret on his face, and then walked over numbly, completely out of instinct, moved the quilt, and then began to clean up the house.

"Hmm, young master, what's wrong with you?"

However, as soon as Xiao Lu turned around, he seemed to feel that there was an unkind gaze staring at him behind him, and immediately turned around, with panic in his eyes, and asked weakly with a sigh in his heart.

There was obviously nothing, but there was fear in Xiaolu's eyes.

"Master, you ......"

Xiao Lu's body trembled slightly, and she stepped back in the direction of the door with some fear.

"Young Master...... Ah......h

Cry!

After a while, Little Green was disheveled and rushed out of the house.

......

In a room a hundred meters away from this house, a beautiful woman in her early thirties and a middle-aged man were talking, and the middle-aged man was the same person Wang Feng had seen during the day.

"Brother Tang, it seems that Biao'er seems to have been hit a bit hard this time, not only has the spiritual root on his body disappeared, but also all his foundation building cultivation has also dispersed, I am afraid that it will be difficult to cultivate in this life, and his temperament has become so ...... So...... Ahem!"

The woman said to the man beside her, but she still couldn't stop sighing, as if she had seen everything that was happening in Wang Feng's house.

"Wanyu, do you say he's still our biao'er?"

The middle-aged man asked with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and a look of regret as well.

"Brother Tang, do you feel it too?"

The woman also showed a look of confusion on her face, and asked with some uncertainty.

The man shook his head and said a little helplessly: "Well, I think Biao'er seems to have changed his whole person, if it weren't for the soul breath or Biao'er's, I even suspect that he was taken away." ”

The woman's eyes showed an indescribable sigh of vicissitudes and said: "Okay, I guess you want Biao'er too much, after all, this time Biao'er can not die, it is a blessing for us, although he is not our own child, but after all, we have not taken good care of him for so many years, if it weren't for this problem, we didn't even realize that we are so pursuing the way of heaven and trying to live forever, but when the people closest to us face disasters, we are not at a loss? Maybe we are all wrong...... Ahem!"

"Hehe, maybe......"

The middle-aged man also smiled helplessly.

If the boy could clearly see everything in front of him, maybe he would go crazy directly, because everything here seems to have been cursed.

No matter what he says, the other party answers him the same.

No matter what he does, the other person's actions will always be the same.

Whether he exists or not, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with this world.

Terrible, terrible, this is real fear!

What seemed to be indispensable has become a real one-man show! (To be continued......)