After a series of claw shadows, the bird let out a loud chirp, and then turned into a red shadow, and flew quickly in front of the wind beast, and with a few sounds, the bird's claws pierced into the wind beast's flesh, causing it to add several new wounds to its already scarred fur. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this time, the breath of the wind beast had become very weak, and its flesh had become even weaker after being pierced by the bird's claws, and its whole body was constantly trembling, shaking its body, trying to throw the bird out of him, but it couldn't do it at all.

After the wind beast trembled and swayed its body slightly, its weak limbs could no longer support its shape, its legs and feet were weak, and it collapsed to one side, and after falling to the ground, it tried to stand up, but struggled several times but failed to do so, and finally had to let out a long howl, and fell back weakly, and there seemed to be an unwilling scream from its wide open mouth.

When the wind beast fell to the ground, the group of wind beasts standing outside the low forest had a sad look in their eyes, and they didn't know which wind beast let out a low howl, and after the whistle fell, the other wind beasts formed a semicircle outside the bushes, and pressed their limbs to the ground in unison, their bodies bowed, and the direction of their faces was facing the corpse of the leader of the wind beast.

With another whistling sound, all the wind beasts lowered their heads, and after a few seconds, the wind beasts raised their heads again, let out a long, desolate howl, and glanced at the corpse of the wind beast leader with great nostalgia, then turned around without hesitation, and ran away without looking back.

With the rustle of their soles falling to the ground, the wind beasts disappeared in the blink of an eye, disappearing into the depths of the woods.

In the cold night, the man and the boy sat on the ground, and the little girl was already asleep in the man's arms, but even in her sleep, her palm tightly held the corner of the boy's clothes, as if she was afraid that the boy would suddenly leave after he fell asleep.

The position where the young man sat was not far from the man, he looked like he was sitting upright, with some fatigue between his eyebrows, and he opened his mouth to yawn from time to time, but he still insisted on sitting upright.

During the day, after the battle with the wind beast, the little bird was already exhausted, and now lay motionless beside the man, his wings hanging weakly, and buried his head deep under the wings.

The man's hands stared unblinkingly at the fire in the center of the two, and in the "crackling" sound, the flames kept jumping and rising.

"If you're tired, go to bed early. ”

The man withdrew his gaze from the fire in front of him, glanced lightly at the young man beside him, who was not very old, but wanted to hold up the whole day for himself and his sister, then turned his head to the fire, sighed imperceptibly, and then spoke the question leisurely.

"No, to be a disciple is to be like a disciple, how can a disciple be ...... before the master rests?"

Hearing the man's words, the boy shook his head, then straightened his body and straightened his waist.

"Alas, the stubborn ones are the same as donkeys, and they are about ...... when I was a child"

Before the boy could finish speaking, the man shook his head lightly and whispered to himself, but before he could finish speaking, he suddenly froze there.

"For Mao, I would say that he was similar to me when I was a child, so what was I like when I was a child?"

The man muttered under his breath again, trying to remember the bits and pieces of his past, but no matter how much he thought about it, there always seemed to be a fog in front of him, so that he could not see clearly.

"Alas!"

I don't know how long it took, the man's figure moved, and he sighed, he still couldn't remember anything that happened to the brother and sister.

Then, the man stretched out another palm and repeatedly scanned it from top to bottom by the light of the fire.

"What's the matter with that ghostly light, why did it only appear once and then never again?"

The man muttered to himself again, clenched his fists and swung forward.

The "whew" fist drove the airflow, bringing out an afterimage and swinging forward, but the ghostly light did not appear as he had hoped.

"Whew" "Whew" "Whew"

The man waved his fist unwillingly, and the remnants of the fists appeared, but he wanted to see the ghostly light but never appeared.

"What the hell is going on, you hurry up and come out for me!"

After several attempts, he failed to see the ghost light he wanted to see, and the man's emotions became excited, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and his eyes turned red.

"It seems that Master has lost his memory, he doesn't know who he is, he can't remember his past, and it's no wonder what he said is a little crazy. ”

When the man kept tossing and trying there, his emotions slowly became more and more excited, and a clear look flashed in the eyes of the young man who had been sitting next to him.

Just when the man's emotions were extremely excited, pulling his hair and trying to remember, a branch made a "pop" sound under the scorching flames, and then jumped up from the fire, turned and flew towards the man, and with a soft "boom", the branch that was still on fire fell to the man's arm.

A burning sensation rose from the falling skin of the branch, causing his body to leap three feet high, and a jiling jumped up from the ground, gasping and dancing, but no matter how he twisted his hips and stretched his arms and legs, the branch stuck firmly to his arm as if it had taken root.

Just as he raised his other palm and was about to slap it on the burned part of his arm, a sudden stinging pain appeared in his brain, and the pain flashed in front of his eyes, and at the same time he seemed to see a picture.

It was a red-colored scene, with bubbles stirring and booming, emitting a scorching aura, followed by a group of figures in front of him, whose faces felt both familiar and strange to him.

"Chen Wei ......"

A voice sounded in his head, and he was shocked when he heard the first two words, but as for what the second half of the next sentence said, he didn't have the heart to listen to it at all.

"Chen Wei, Chen Wei! It turns out that my name is Chen Wei!"

Chen Wei's eyes emitted two scorching lights, and he muttered to himself.

The picture in front of him continued, it was a scene of a fight, in a sword shadow, and then with an explosion, the whole picture collapsed, turning into a black hole and dissipating in front of him.

"I know, that's the case, I kind of understand! What I have to do now is how to restore my cultivation and at least have the power to protect myself!"

Although he hadn't seen everything he had been, he had understood who he was, how he got here, and even more so that he was a monk before he came here.

Thinking like this, Chen Wei slowly closed his eyes, and kept chanting silently: "I am a monk!

(To be continued.) )