Zhao Ling was squatting by the pool and brushing his shoes.

Suddenly, she felt a figure squatting beside her, looking at her in a daze.

I couldn't help but turn my head.

followed Yang Gang's line of sight all the way to ...... Own squeaky nest. The torn clothes were empty, and a warm wind of hot springs blew and blew away the mist.

Suddenly, I saw a snow-white and delicate patch.

"Ahh An exclamation.

Zhao Ling was so frightened that he turned around and sat down on the shore.

"You,"

"You ......"

One of them stood with a shocked expression, and the other sat on the ground, blushing and speechless.

'Da Da'

Yang Gang's expression changed for a while, and he walked to Zhao Ling in two steps and squatted down, holding her helmet with one hand.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhao Ling raised her head and looked up at Yang Gang's face, an inexplicable sense of oppression made her feel suffocated in her chest.

The helmet was slowly removed.

Revealing a face that is not very feminine, but full of heroism. The three-point plum blossom-shaped birthmark is dotted on the corner of the eyebrows, as if it has some special meaning.

Yang Gang raised Zhao Ling's chin forcefully and carefully examined her face.

Trying to overlap this face with a certain world-weary face in reality, but that nervous and docile look is not at all like Jiang Jiang in later generations, "If she takes off her mask, will she be the same as Zhao Ling, and there are three plum blossom marks on her face." Or...... Four-point imprint? ”

Is this day finally coming?

Zhao Ling's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes, but his chest couldn't suppress a fluctuation of relief.

A warm spring breeze blew through the bodies of the two, Yang Gang felt that the cheeks in his hands were getting hotter and hotter, and Zhao Ling's ears and neck were flushed with a large area of pink.

But he had no time in his heart.

"Got it, got it all!"

"If the Northland Gun Demon is a daughter, then everything makes sense! Zhao Ling is the future Northland Gun Demon, and Jiang Jiang ...... It is the reincarnation of the Northland Gun Demon. ”

"As I raided the Northland Spear Demon's previous life, she gradually awakened some of the memories of her previous life. That's why she treated me like that, that's why she was so weird...... Only then did a series of things. ”

"However, Zhao Ling's qualifications ......"

Yang Gang looked at Zhao Ling and couldn't help but hesitate a little.

Is it really her? With the talent that Zhao Ling is showing now, not to mention the amazing shot of the Yuan God with Zhengang in the future, it is much worse than many ordinary people.

A person with talent and understanding can be called a dull person.

What opportunities and encounters will be there in the future to challenge the almost invincible Heavenly Sword in the Yuan Shen Grandmaster?

Could it be ......

Yang Gang's heart moved, and he didn't notice that Zhao Ling, who had been looking down on him for a long time, was already trembling slightly and flushing pink.

"Could it be that because of my appearance, Zhao Ling is destined to fight with the Heavenly Sword. Transferred to mine? Did I rob her of her luck? ”

There seems to be some truth to this reasoning.

But in the real world, the battle between the Northland Spear Demon and the Heavenly Sword has become a legend, does the Long River of the Destiny Rank have the ability to change the will of all spirits in the world?

If not, the Northland Spear Demon becomes the Northland Knife Demon, and it falls into a time paradox.

The more you think about it, the deeper you go.

At this moment, Yang Gang felt as if he was about to touch an invisible trajectory, but he was always a little behind. I feel as uncomfortable as a cat scratching......

Subconsciously rubbing his fingers, he heard a 'hum'.

Zhao Ling propped his hands on the ground, rested his chin on Yang Gang's hands, and looked at him with his head high, his eyes seemed to overflow.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Gang asked puzzled, and let go of his hand as he spoke.

"I...."Zhao Ling instantly felt that his heart was empty, his cheeks rose with embarrassment, and he turned his head and plunged into the hot spring, but he refused to come out again.

This incomprehensible bastard!

"Hello?"

"Get out!"

"It's time for us to leave."

"Oh."

——

Ten days later.

The golden crow fell to the west.

"The sun of more than 1,000 years ago is nothing special!" Yang Gang stood on a small slope at the edge of the swamp, observing the direction, and his heart flashed to the round of the giant sun that never fell in the Guanghan Immortal Prison.

Zhao Ling silently followed Yang Gang's side, still holding the barracks' standard spear in his hand, and the air leakage under his armpit was also tied with rattan.

After ten days of trekking, the two of them were in tatters and mud, and finally walked out of the range of Kitazawa.

"Do you know where this is?"

Yang Gang asked.

"Beize is five hundred miles to the east, and it should be near Zhaoye City."

Zhao Ling replied.

"Let's go, it's getting dark, let's find a place to spend the night."

Yang Gang took the lead and walked first.

So after another half an hour, the two finally found a dilapidated house, which seemed to have been uninhabited for a long time. However, after two and a half years of finally seeing the traces of human existence, the two felt that the world suddenly came alive.

'Bang Bang Bang Bang'

The campfire shone on their faces at night, and the two sat by the fire without speaking. Zhao Ling hugged his knees and thought heavily, with a hint of worry on his face. Yang Gang's mind is all about the future path.

Out of the land of Kitazawa, he didn't know where to go for a while. Whether you leave the Northland or stay here, you need to find a True Gang Realm method to break through the Dragon Elephant Golden Body, which has been extremely consummated.

Condenses a wisp of indestructible qi and carries the growing god of the great yen.

Yang Gang silently closed his eyes.

The surging blood qi in his body, like the waves of a river rushing in the veins, feeling the terrifying power brought by the power of the golden body of the Great Sun Demon God, the three dragons and the three elephants, Yang Gang felt that he could now pinch himself to death two and a half years ago with one finger.

"Rumble~~"

There was a roar in the sea, like thunder and lightning.

Yang Gang's expression twitched, and a hint of pain flashed. A huge and incomparably large yen god fills the entire barrier of the sea of knowledge, as if an egg is about to break out of the shell at any time, and the sea of knowledge that binds 'it' will be broken.

A picture flashed in Yang Gang's heart.

In the Guanghan Immortal Prison, his head suddenly cracked, and he jumped out of a round of red sun and threw it into the sky, as if he wanted to return to his mother's arms, and seemed to have a trace of unyielding desire to compete with the giant sun in the sky.

"We have to find the follow-up exercises of the True Gang Realm as soon as possible. Otherwise, I can only cross the river by feeling the stones and risk breaking through the realm......" Yang Gang has thought a lot in the past few days, and has also asked Zhao Ling, but unfortunately he has no clue how to break through the follow-up realm.

"If the breakthrough fails, this life may end early."

He glanced at Zhao Ling beside him, even though he knew that this was just a past life, he couldn't bear to disappoint this fool who was obsessed with revenge and humbled to the dust. If even she died, what kind of despair would she be...... Embark on the path of revenge?

Zhao Ling suddenly got up and walked outside the house with a gun.

"What are you going to do?"

"Practice the gun." Zhao Ling said with his back turned his back.

"Oh."

Yang Gang heard a hint of uneasiness in her voice.

I couldn't help but hold the back of my head with both hands and lean against the wall, and said leisurely: "Just your talent, what kind of gun do you practice, just do my laundry and cook obediently." Revenge...... Leave it to me! ”

Zhao Ling's back was shocked, and his voice trembled a little, "You, don't you drive me away?" ”

Yang Gang couldn't help laughing and said, "If I drove you away, who will serve me in the future?" ”

"Really?"

Zhao Ling looked surprised and was about to turn around.

The moonlight on his face was suddenly obscured by a tall shadow.

"Miss Zhao, it's been two and a half years. Song has been waiting for you for two and a half years, and finally waited for you to come out of that damn place! "The dim light of the fire reflected a big face of a rough mine.

He slowly stretched out his hand and said gently: "Come, give me the key to the Northern Han Tribulation Monument." ”

"Song can send you to reunite with the family immediately!"

Zhao Ling looked at the figure in front of him in a daze, and his memory seemed to return to that rainy night more than two years ago, when his mother's head was thrown high, and a hideous and ugly face under the knife light.

Reappear in front of the eyes.

"Titan Clan, Zhengang." Her whole body was like falling into an ice cave in an instant.

Suddenly.

A fiery red sword light slashed towards the tall shadow from behind Zhao Ling.

"How daring!" The strong man of the Giant God Clan burst into tears.