"Wang, master, why are you smiling so ......" The stupid dog Xiao Jiu was lying on the futon and squinting, and when he saw Ye Qingyu coming back, he said a little strangely: "Eh, how do you describe this smile...... Okay**, it looks like I just came back from cheating. ”

Syllable!

Ye Qingyu raised his hand and gave him a popping chestnut.

Cheating?

This dead dog actually knows about cheating?

Bad learning, bad learning.

Ye Qingyu was furious in his heart, this stupid dog has become more and more uncute recently, when he couldn't speak before, although he was stupid, he was very cute, but now he can speak, and as soon as he speaks, he is extremely black, and that kind of stupidity has become like a mocking face, no matter how you look at it, you want to smoke it.

"Wang, it hurts to death, Xiaoyin, spit on him. The stupid dog Xiao Jiu barked with tears in his eyes.

The little silver dragon flew in the air, turned his head to look at Xiao Jiu, and then looked at Ye Qingyu, suddenly let out a cheerful low sound, and suddenly came to Ye Qingyu's side, gently lowered Ye Qingyu's forehead with his little horn, and flexibly flicked his tail to be coquettish, ignoring the stupid dog Xiao Jiu at all.

"Wang, traitor......" The stupid dog Xiao Jiu was sluggish and was hit hard: "What about listening to me? I won't take you out to eat delicious food in the future." ”

Delicious?

Speaking of this, Ye Qingyu suddenly remembered something.

He snapped his hand and gave the stupid dog another burst, and said angrily: "Tell me honestly, where have you been running away these days? Why do the people in the building say that there is a white dog riding a flying silver snake and stealing things in the building? Did you take Xiaoyin to do bad things?"

"Uh...... How could it be...... Oh, by the way, master, I suddenly remembered, there is something to do, you have a good chat with Xiaoyin first, and I'll be back in a while......" The stupid dog Xiao Jiu immediately looked at him left and right, his expression panicked, and he flew towards the window like a bolt of lightning.

Ye Qingyu smiled and hooked his hand.

Boom!

The originally open window, I don't know when it was blocked by a layer of thin ice, the stupid dog Xiao Jiu directly hit his head on the thin ice, bounced back and fell to the ground, and Venus appeared in front of him, staggering as if he was drunk.

Ye Qingyu stretched out his hand to carry its neck, and said angrily and funny: "Tell me honestly, did you really steal something? Did you bring back the stolen goods, and where did you hide them?"

"Wang Wang, how can there be, master, I'm so cute, you say that, you're insulting my dog, Wang won't steal things......" Xiao Jiuyi denied it rhetorically, and his four little paws kicked in the air, struggling and laughing.

The voice did not fall.

Shout!

The little silver dragon waved his tail and scurried in the air, motioning for Ye Qingyu to come with him.

"Wang?" the stupid dog Xiao Jiu had a bad premonition.

Then Xiao Yinlong really led Ye Qingyu, and Ye Qingyu carried it to a utility room behind the quiet room on the fourth floor.

Looking at the utility room, which should have been empty, I don't know when it was a mess full of all kinds of things, most of them were food and wine, and a strange fragrance came to my face the moment I opened the door, as well as some faint and refreshing rare herbs, as well as glittering metal......

"This Nima ......" Ye Qingyu had a dark face, and he was no longer able to complain.

No need to ask.

These things must have been stolen back by Xiao Jiu, a foodie.

It's just going against the sky, stealing so many things, quietly hiding here, if these lost owners come to the door, Ye Qingyu is simply yellow mud smeared in the crotch of his pants It's not or, the explanation is not clear, it is estimated that this foodie will have to be slaughtered to make amends to the owners.

Xiao Yinlong chirped happily like a meritorious, pointed at the things in the house with his tail, and then pointed at the stupid dog Xiao Jiu, and completely pointed out the culprit.

"You little one, you're going to be a tainted witness. ”

Ye Qingyu remembered that the shopkeeper of the Qingfeng Drizzle Building said that it was a white puppy riding a flying silver snake, and the so-called flying silver snake must be a little silver dragon.

The little silver dragon was glanced at by Ye Qingyu, and immediately flew to his head honestly, got into his hair, and treated himself as a silver hairpin, motionless.

The stupid dog Xiao Jiu gritted his teeth angrily: "Wang, Xiaoyin, I will talk about it here today, our friendship is over, completely over." ”

The little silver dragon pretended to be dead in Ye Qingyu's hair and didn't say a word.

Ye Qingyu couldn't cry or laugh.

The war pets I raised are all neurotic.

"Give you a stick of incense, clean up this place, and don't bring these things back in the future, if you are caught, you will wait for someone to cramp and skin the skin and stew dog meat." Ye Qingyu threw the stupid dog Xiao Jiu in the utility room, turned around and went out.

......

......

Dead.

A very ordinary small inn.

"Sister, why are you so polite to that villain today?" asked the little girl with pigtails in the dim oil lamp.

Song Xiaojun, who took off the mask, was barefoot in a close-fitting short skirt, holding a white doll bear in her arms, sitting quietly on the bed, as if she was thinking about something in a daze, when she heard the words of the little girl with pigtails, she looked up at her, and looked confused: "Huh?"

"Ahhhh......h

"Which villain?" Song Xiaojun lay lazily on the bed.

The little girl with pigtails jumped over and said mysteriously: "It's the little bastard who came to talk today, you must not be deceived by him, that guy is ruthless, I saw him kill the blood and snow lizard viciously and viciously in the Qingfeng Drizzle Building, he is a bloodthirsty murderer." ”

"Oh, he'......" Song Xiaojun rubbed the little bear in her arms, her snow-white and delicate little feet were straight, and the dazzling snow-white flickered under the light, she stretched her little feet into the quilt and said, "That person, he is very strange." ”

"Strange?, it's over, it's over, you think so, curiosity is the first and most obvious sign of a woman's fall......" The little girl with pigtails wailed, looking grieved.

"What nonsense?" Song Xiaojun smashed the pigtails with a bear doll.

"Giggle...... "The little girl with pigtails dodged with a smile, and said: "Just kidding, but why did my sister talk to him so much today, three whole sentences, alas, do you know, you have never said more than two words to a man before......"

Song Xiaojun sat up a little, leaned on the pillow, put his face on the doll Xiaoxiong, and said, "That person is a little weird." ”

"What's weird?" the pigtailed little girl was stunned.

"Well, there is the breath of dark power on his body. Song Xiaojun said thoughtfully.

"Huh, how is this possible?" the pigtailed little girl exclaimed, "Could it be that this villain is also from our Dark Immovable City?"

"I don't know. Song Xiaojun stretched comfortably: "So I'm thinking, if he is really from Dark Immovable City, then he should know me, but what did he say Song Xiaojun or something, Xiaoxian, have you heard the name Song Xiaojun?"

The name of the little girl with pigtails, called Xiaoxian, shook her head and said, "No, that guy must be talking nonsense." ”

Song Xiaojun stopped talking.

She didn't know why, when she saw this young man in white, she had a very wonderful and wonderful feeling, a feeling that she had never experienced before, as if she was somewhere, she had seen this person before, it was difficult to tell why, she would have an instinctive rejection when she saw other strangers, and when she saw him, she even had an incredible sense of intimacy......

Why is this boy in white so special?

She couldn't think clearly.

Looking down at the bear in her arms, she thought about a mystery that had been haunting her all along.

Where did the bear doll come from in his arms, why he has no memory at all, but in his subconscious, he feels that it is extremely important, like half of his life, whenever he is irritable, holding this bear doll to sleep, he will fall into a sweet dream.

She felt as if she was overlooking something.

It seems that something has been forgotten.

But some long-term memories from the depths of the blood in his body are telling himself over and over again that he has lost nothing, has abandoned nothing, and that he is the king of the Dark Immovable City, a king in the darkness who dominates the past, present and future, waiting to restore the glory of the past.

My name is Dark.

Lord of the forces of darkness.

Who is Song Xiaojun?

......

......

Early the next morning.

Huang Zhen took Jin Ling'er to the White Horse Tower.

Although Bai Yuanxing didn't know why his adult would accept a little guy who had not dried up, as the first person to be newly recruited in the preparation of the White Horse Tower, he still entertained Jin Ling'er very warmly, anyway, since following Ye Qingyu for a while, he has seen too many strange things, and Bai Yuanxing has become a little used to it.

gave Jin Ling'er a detailed introduction to the rules in the White Horse Tower, Bai Yuanxing said with a smile: "Little Brother Jin, when you arrive at the White Horse Tower, when you do things and speak, you must first think of the face of our family's Hou Ye, you can't be as casual as before, there are three days off a month, you can go back to visit relatives, and most of the time, you have to stay here to practice......"

As he was talking, Ye Qingyu walked down from the upper floor.

"Uncle, I'm coming. Jin Ling'er ran over excitedly.

A string of black lines on Ye Qingyu's forehead: "I said that I called my brother, I am only sixteen years old......"

"Yes, uncle. Jin Ling'er is very obedient and authentic.

This little kid.

After explaining, Huang Zhen thanked Ye Qingyu again and again, and then left with confidence, as one of the popular pharmacists in Baicaotang, she had to hurry back to do things