Beidou suddenly turned his head to look at Renekton and said with a smile: "I just know that you will come." ”

Yes, Renekton will not leave, because he has an agreement with Beidou, and he will also invite Beidou to drink, this is an agreement between friends, and Renekton will definitely not forget it.

"Give. Renekton took out a jug of wine and threw it to Beidou.

Beidou took the flask, sighed and said, "It's a pity, I can only drink such a wine again in my life." I wanted to have a drink with you to see who had the better drink. ”

"It's not too late. Renekton said slowly, flipping his hand and a large pile of full flasks appeared in front of him, "We still have time before sunset." ”

In the distance, the sun had turned red, staining the entire horizon.

Renekton picked up a jug of wine and poured it with his head up. When the wine enters the throat, the taste is endless, and people enter the bitter year, and the pain is endless.

Why are there nine times out of ten unsatisfactory things in the world? Why do geniuses always have to fight for life and death? Reekton is incomprehensible, he just wants to get drunk and accompany Beidou to get drunk at the end.

Beidou drank into his throat and laughed: "Good wine! I have never drunk such a good wine in my life!"

It is not the wine that is good, but the people, the time, and the world. It's always a brew of elixir, there is no right person and the right time, and it is just a glass of bitter wine.

"Can you please have a drink?"

Yuding, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

Renekton smiled, took out a jug of wine and threw it to the white-clothed Juggernaut. He doesn't hate Yuding, Yuding is also his friend, and being able to die under Yuding's sword is also Beidou's own choice.

If Beidou is allowed to choose another 10,000 times, he will still fight Yuding. Because he is Beidou, not someone else.

Yuding Zhenren took a sip of wine, and a touch of deep thought appeared between his eyebrows. This was the second time in his life that he had been drinking, and he didn't understand why the target he was chasing, a generation of Sword God Tongtian Sect Masters, liked to drink, but now, he seemed to understand something.

Wine is not good, wine is bitter and astringent, but isn't life bitter and astringent?

Not far away, a young man slowly flew over, it was Beidou's disciple Beiming.

Beiming looked at Beidou with an indescribable emotion in his eyes. He is a disciple of Beidou, and the last of his remaining relatives in this world is Beidou, and now Beidou's life is coming to an end.

Beidou also saw Beiming, and said with a bitter face: "You kid Renekton, can I ask you for one thing after the last?"

Say. ”

"Help me take care of the North Underworld. Beidou said, "My skills have been passed on to him, but he is still too young and weak, and he will encounter too many disasters, I hope that you can help him whenever he wants." ”

Renekton looked at Beidou and said, "I can promise you, as long as I have a breath left, no one in the entire Three Realms will be able to take Bei Ming's life!"

This is Renekton's promise, a promise, Beidou has no doubt about Renekton's words, this is the trust between friends.

Beidou sighed and said, "Okay, I'm finally feeling tired." But I can leave now, and everything in the Three Realms has nothing to do with me anymore. As he spoke, Beidou picked up the flask and poured it hard.

Bei Ming looked at Beidou, his fists clenched very tightly, very tightly, and then his gaze fell on the body of Yuding Zhenren.

"Get out of here!"

Beidou suddenly roared!

Renekton looked at Beidou in surprise, only to see Beidou glaring at Beidou angrily. "I told you to get out!

Beiming gritted his teeth, his body kept trembling, and there was a stream of hot tears surging in the corners of his eyes, but he resisted it and didn't let it flow. Because Beidou told him that men can't shed tears, and a man who sheds tears is just a coward.

The North Styx ran, very quickly.

When he saw the young figure gradually disappear from his eyes, Beidou breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had accomplished something important.

"You saved him. Yuding Zhenren said this coldly.

Renekton suddenly understood, Beidou had seen it just now, Beiming couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart, and he was about to make a move on Yuding. But Beiming made a move on Yuding, and there could only be one result, because Yuding was a real person, and he was never a merciful person.

Beidou didn't want Beiming to face Yuding Zhenren, and he didn't want to embarrass Renekton, so he scolded Beiming away.

Beidou sat cross-legged on the bottom, like a person who had been tired from a day's work, with a tired look on his face. "I have a story, a long, long story that I have never told to anyone. Beidou said as he drank his wine, "Now that I'm about to leave, would you be interested in hearing me tell you this story?"

Renekton also sat cross-legged and sat beside Beidou, and the real person of Yuding stood beside him, like a sculpture.

"Your story must be very good. Renekton laughed.

The corners of Beidou's mouth showed a beautiful arc.

A long, long time ago, even Beidou himself couldn't remember how long it was.

In a distant place, there is a small village of peace and tranquility, and the people in this village are all surnamed North.

In this village, there is a pair of brothers, the elder brother is called Beiming, and the younger brother is called Beidou. Bei Ming is a rather naughty and aggressive child, likes to practice martial arts, and has a high talent, while Beidou has a quiet personality, is very shy, and his body is also very weak, and his only hobby is to read under the old locust tree at the head of the village.

"Beidou, you can practice martial arts with me! You see that you read books every day, your body is so weak, what if you are bullied?"

"But"

The shy Beidou once tried to practice martial arts, but he couldn't even hold an ordinary steel knife steadily, and he was so thin that a gust of wind could blow him away.

Beidou doesn't like to fight with people, and what he hates the most is that people fight and kill. Even when others bullied him, he never fought back.

"Beidou, you see that you don't fight back, how can you always be bullied like this? Tell me, who dares to bully you, I will beat him into shit!"

Beidou covered his swollen face, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, no need." ”

"Well, you guy. ”

But on the same day, Beiming dragged the guy who bullied Beidou and threw him in front of Beidou like a dead dog.

"Beidou, remember, if anyone dares to touch you in the future, I, Beiming, will never spare him!"

The peaceful life of the small village did not last long.

On that day, a group of demons suddenly attacked, completely destroying the entire village. Beidou remembers that on that day, the fire burned the earth, and the entire sky was stained red with blood.

Beiming, who was injured, rushed out of the gang with the powerless Beidou from a group of demons.

Since then, these two lonely children have begun a long wandering life.

Beidou remembers that he was too weak and would be bullied wherever he went. But every time, the people who bullied themselves fell under the silver spear of the North Hells without exception.

"Beidou, don't be afraid! as long as your brother and I are still with this silver gun, I will never let people bully you casually!"

The two brothers wandered between heaven and earth, and they didn't know how much wind and frost the sword they had experienced. At any time, as long as Beiming has a steamed bun to eat, he will definitely give half of it to Beidou.

"Brother, are we going to wander like this?"

"Of course not, your brother and I will keep cultivating, keep getting stronger, keep fighting, one day, when I become famous, we won't have to wander!"

"For what?"

"Because only the strong can get everything!"

Beiming is a genius, he is looking for masters to fight, and after one painful victory, he finally makes a name for himself, and finally slowly gets what he deserves.

Wealth, women, status, these are all things that belong to the strong.

"Beidou, look, we don't have to wander now! Your brother and I are strong, and we don't have to worry about it in the future. ”

"Beidou, don't worry, you just study hard, just get fame in the future, and leave the rest to me. ”

"Beidou, you have to be careful lately, there may be enemies who come back to take revenge. ”

"Beidou! Remember, don't run around alone!"

"Beidou!

There is no doubt that a strong man will have many things, but at the same time, he will also make many enemies. There are not many enemies in the North Hell, and finally one day, these enemies came to the door together.

Originally, with the strength of the Northern Underworld, he would never be afraid of these enemies.

But they actually grabbed the powerless Beidou, and used Beidou as a threat to force Beiming to throw away his silver spear that made everyone fearful, and then fight them with their bare hands.

The fists are very hard, but how can they be so hard as knives, guns, and halberds?

Bei Ming was lying in a pool of blood, with a bitter smile on his face. He wanted to stand up and kill all the enemies around him, but the damn body didn't listen to the call anymore.

"Brother, brother!"

Beidou burst into tears and knelt beside Beiming, he wanted to help Beiming up, but found that he didn't even have the strength to help Beiming.

"I'm sorry, Beidou. Brother may not be able to protect you anymore in the future. ”

Beiming gritted his teeth and said, "In the future, you can only rely on yourself." Remember, you have to be strong, you have to fight! You can only survive if you keep getting stronger and fighting without stopping!

Beidou nodded tremblingly, and then Beiming closed his eyes and never opened them again.

Around Beiming's corpse, hundreds of masters surrounded his corpse and Beidou. Although Beiming is dead, his prestige is too terrible when he is alive, and no one dares to step forward easily even after death.

Beidou is crying.

It's not tears, it's blood!

Remember, you have to be strong, you have to fight!

You can only survive if you keep getting stronger and fighting non-stop!

Beidou's voice kept echoing in Beidou's mind.

Finally, Beidou's face was already covered with blood and tears, and his tears were dry, and the blood was dry. Then, he picked up the silver spear on the ground that originally belonged to the North Underworld, and never in his life did he feel the need for strength at this moment.

After that day, hundreds of corpses were scattered across the ground. None of these corpses were intact, and they were completely torn apart by the silver spear.

Since then, there has been no Beiyin in the world, and there is no Beidou.

Since then, there has been an additional battle maniac named Beidou in the world of Shilu, a strong man who lives only for fighting all his life!