Chapter 268: People Who Don't Want to Go Into the Night

Teng Xiaoming and Liu Xiaowan stood on the periphery of the grassland, looking at the sun hanging on the ground in the distance. Liu Xiaowan said: "I heard that the sun never sets on the grassland, so it is called the grassland where the sun never sets...... But what I don't understand is that if no one can come out of the grassland alive, then who sees the sun that never sets?"

Teng Xiaoming smiled innocently and didn't speak, he knew that his wife didn't really ask anything, but was just in a bad mood.

"I actually let that wolf cub run into the grassland with people on his back...... Even if he's going to die inside, what are we going to do? Are we going to have to wait? How can we be sure he's dead?"

Liu Xiaowan glanced at Teng Xiaoming, thinking that with her husband's domineering cultivation, if it was outside Zhou Yuan, why would she not be able to catch up with a wolf clan boy who had been poisoned after chasing for so long, of course, Chen Changsheng and the others must have been killed a long time ago, and the price paid by the two of them in order to enter Zhou Yuan was too heavy.

Teng Xiaoming knew what his wife was thinking, reached out and gently stroked her hair, and comforted: "I am willing." ”

No one knew that this mission of the demon clan to infiltrate Zhou Yuan was requested by the famous demon general couple themselves, because ...... They are tired of the endless wars with humans and want to leave the army and return to the old countryside. However, they knew very well that His Majesty the Demon Lord would definitely not agree to their request, and in the entire Demon Domain, only the Master of the Military Master could help them achieve their wishes.

So they found the military advisor, and then the military advisor asked them to go into Zhou Yuan to do this thing - for this reason, they forcibly descended to the realm, and they would lose at least two hundred years of life, but if they could complete this matter and return to the countryside hand in hand, then as Teng Xiaoming said, they were willing.

They are powerful demon generals in the Gathering Star Middle Realm, even if they descend to the Tongyou realm, they still have the incomparable combat ability of the cultivators of the Tongyun Realm, those who have climbed the peak, and then walk among the hills, naturally walk as they like, it stands to reason that these human cultivators in the Zhou Garden, except for Xu Yourong, they can easily kill.

It's just that they didn't expect that the pair of maids of Lord Nanke would cause so much trouble because of the merit, and they didn't expect that the human boy named Chen Changsheng actually carried so many precious magic weapons on his body, and even the strong ability and will that came out of the sleeve folding table exceeded their budget, and he actually managed to run into the sunset grassland.

Although entering the grassland is definitely a dead end, after all, it is not killed by them.

This is the edge of the outer edge of the grassland, the red sun seems to never set, in fact, it just sets more slowly, as time goes by, two-thirds of the sun is swallowed by the endless weeds in the eyes, the sky becomes darker, Liu Xiaowan said: "Wait a while to see the situation, let's eat first." ”

Teng Xiaoming hummed honestly, put down the heavy burden on his shoulders, took out dry firewood and bricks and began to build a stove and make a fire. Liu Xiaowan took out this year's new rice and the clear spring taken from Yuquan Mountain from the burden, and began to prepare to wash rice and cook rice, but watching the water gurgling out from the bottom of the pot, she remembered that when she was by the lake before, this big iron pot was pierced by Chen Changsheng's sword.

Liu Xiaowan was stunned, and finally a trace of annoyance finally appeared on her face, which had always been gentle and kind: "Doesn't this little guy Chen Changsheng know that smashing the pot and destroying the stove is the heaviest grudge in the mainland?"

Teng Xiaoming smiled innocently and said, "Let's kill him, where can he take care of this." ”

Liu Xiaowan snorted like a girl, and said dishappily: "Anyway, I remember this hatred, if those two girls can't kill him, I won't let him have a good time." ”

Teng Xiaoming comforted and said: "After returning to our hometown, we will no longer fight with people, smash pots and sell iron, it is not bad to get some money." ”

After saying this, he took out another pot from the basket, took the rice in her hand and began to wash it, ready to steam the rice.

"What kind of food do you eat at night?" asked Liu Xiaowan.

Teng Xiaoming looked at the grassland, listened to some faint whistling sounds, and said hesitantly: "There should be a lot of demon beasts in it, I go in and catch two?" ”

"Risking it for the meal...... We are not birds, nor are we humans. Liu Xiaowan said angrily, then walked to the basket, rummaged for a long time, found something, picked it up and said: "When I left just now, I brought the left hand of the left waiter, steamed it on the rice pot, and dipped it in Zigong chili water to eat?"

Earlier, on the shore of the lake, in the name of fairness, she had cut off one of the hands of the dignified woman.

That hand, now held in her hand, still had some blood stains left on the broken part.

Teng Xiaoming took the severed hand, rinsed it with spring water, opened the lid of the pot, added a layer of steaming drawer, found a porcelain plate, and put it in.

"The double attendant is close to the spirit body, and the aura in this hand is too sufficient, but I am afraid that it will not be easy to digest. He thought for a moment and said, "Don't use chili water, stay for a while with some apricot grass." ”

He has always been the one who cooks at home, and Liu Xiaowan is not very good at these, so naturally she has no opinion.

The water in the pot had not yet boiled, and the two teenagers in the grassland did not know whether they were dead or not.

Liu Xiaowan and Teng Xiaoming sat side by side on a stone outside the grassland, watching the sunset sinking at an extremely slow speed.

"It's been a long time since it's been like this. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Seventy-three years ago, you were still a small soldier, how did you have the audacity to invite me to watch the sunset with you?"

"Hmm...... Lost a bet with a colleague. ”

Liu Xiaowan glared at him and said, "You are finally willing to tell the truth." ”

Teng Xiaoming thought about it and said honestly: "I have already admitted it four hundred and forty-one times. ”

Liu Xiaowan ignored him anymore, leaned on his shoulder, looked at the sunset in the distance, and said with satisfaction: "It's so beautiful." ”

Teng Xiaoming thought about it, decided that he should lie here, and said, "Hmm." ”

Liu Xiaowan showed a yearning look on her face and said: "After returning to our hometown, we can sit like this every day and watch the sunset." ”

Teng Xiaoming thought about it and felt that he couldn't continue to lie, otherwise it would be a little hard in the future, and said honestly: "I'll get tired." ”

Liu Xiaowan raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "If you look at me for a long time, you will get tired of it." ”

Teng Xiaoming didn't have to think about it, nor did he lie, and said sincerely: "No." ”

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No matter how beautiful a person is, if you just look at her beauty, then one day you will get tired of looking at it.

Chen Changsheng doesn't have this kind of life experience, but he has a lot to say about things like looking at the sun, because he never gets tired of watching it. When he wakes up at five o'clock in the morning every day, the sky is not yet bright, and after washing and cleaning, standing under the plum or next to the temple or by the lake or on the big banyan tree, watching the sun rise as usual, is the happiest thing for him.

He basically sleeps at night, and he is very strange to the night, and for that reason, he doesn't like the night.

He doesn't like any night, whether it's a good night or a cold night, whether it's walking gently or going in angrily, he doesn't want it.

He was afraid of death because he didn't want to die.

He was not afraid of death, because he thought about dying countless times.

So before he died, he always bloomed with an unimaginable power.

The black dragon had seen it before.

The Holy Queen has seen it.

Gou Hanshi has seen it.

Now, it was his enemies' turn to see that power.

Liang Xiaoxiao had an extra sword wound on his shoulder, and he was dripping with blood.

Those two powerful demon beauties had sword marks all over their bodies, and there was no smile on their faces for a long time, only Yan SΓΉ and Seriousness remained.

Chen Changsheng held an umbrella in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, his face was pale and bloodless, and his true yuan had been exhausted.

But his expression was still serious.

From the beginning to the present, he has always been so serious.

At such a time, he should live more seriously and live for the eyes of death.

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(It's the end of the month, and I would like to ask you very seriously to vote for your monthly pass and recommendation vote for Zetianji, thank you.) In addition, the poem used in Interstellar has always made me feel particularly hopeless...... οΌ‰