The coldest time of the day is the turn of day and night in the Little Demon Realm, and at this moment, no one wants to go out, everyone will wait for the golden crow to rise, but these people do not include people who cannot control their own destiny. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sky is very dark, the night is very cold, the torches are like the stars sprinkled all over the world, the stars are dotted, there are no less than 100,000, and the torches are people, all of them are in tattered clothes, and their faces are vegetable.

These people are men and women, old and young, the old ones are broken bones, the eyebrows are sparse and bitter, the whole body is a handful of old bones, a young little radish, a real little radish head, a thin neck, a big head, a bloodless face, big eyes, a look of malnutrition.

At the coldest time of the day, even the hungriest wolves don't come out to pounce on food at this time, but this group of people got to work, strong mining, women and children grinding, this is a quarry, and these people are quarrymen.

They are silent, but orderly, and they cooperate with each other very tacitly, with a look, a movement, the workers next to them can understand what he means, so their work is extremely efficient, even the overseer next to him who is about to be angry because of his early desire to get up cannot find a partner for a while.

"Smack...... Woo......"

"Don't be ...... quietly"

The woman gagged the child's mouth, and the child's feet were bleeding, and he accidentally hit his feet with a stone, and because it hurt, he cried, which was a big taboo, especially in the morning, and the woman next to him gagged him, but it was still slow.

Under the firelight, the man with the long whip in his hand, looked at the blood on the child's feet, licked his lips, he found it, it should be able to warm his body, "You guys...... Come here!"

All the people who were busy hearing this voice, their hands that had been calm trembled, the woman's face was as dead as ashes, and the child's eyes were full of horror, and he trembled with fear, and his man's figure swayed in the firelight like a ghost, and his face was hidden in the night, except for a pair of eyes with a green light.

He is a wolf, a veritable wolf, eats people without spitting out bones, he has eaten many people, especially children, this quarry is known to everyone.

"Huh...... Come here......" He spoke softly, his voice was very soft, but he could hear the words of the woman and the child in their ears no different from the amulet, the woman blocked the child behind her, patted the child gently, and her eyes became resolute.

She opened her eyes and pulled the corner of her coat and walked towards the wolf, which was a man in the wolf's mouth, and she was afraid, but her steps were firm......

"Don't go over...... a strong hand grabbed her, her hand seemed so small in his hand, the moment he grabbed her, she cried, she tried to pull her hand out, but the big rough hand was too tight, she wanted to push him away, but his chest was too thick, she couldn't push.

She was both moved and sad, he was too stupid, but this was her man, the man patted her hand gently, telling her not to be afraid, the man walked towards the man with the long whip, one was a lowly miner, the other was an overseer with the power of life and death, and both men looked at each other.

One is fearless, the other is ruthless, the werewolf smiled hideously, the green light flashed in his eyes, and the long whip in his hand rolled towards the man who came to send him to death, it would be a hearty breakfast.

The long whip rolled around the man's mouth, the woman screamed, the child cried in a suppressed voice, and the miner grabbed the tools in his hand, his heart was dripping blood, although this scene happened too much, but they were different, they were not ordinary miners.

The bloody mouth opened widely, and the man who was silent almost fainted from the smell of the night's fishy smell, the smell was too strong, and it was no wonder that this man had never paid attention to oral hygiene.

"Don't!" the woman pounced, she was still too weak, and she would rather die with him than live alone.

There was a little light in the sky, but it couldn't give everyone a trace of warmth, but made the morning even more bleak, and people's hearts were cold.

Several young people looked at the husband and wife on the werewolf's lips, gritting their teeth with hatred, but they didn't dare to act rashly, they had to endure, only by forbearance can they live, only by living can there be hope, although that hope is almost impossible to see.

The werewolf's mouth doubled wider, swallowing two people in one gulp, this is already a big meal, he can eat enough, he squinted his eyes, and the feeling of human flesh in his mouth was tender and smooth, and human blood was sweet in his mind, and the feeling of eating and drinking enough was too wonderful.

"Ah......h

Everyone's eyes instinctively avoided, and after waiting for a long time without sound, everyone opened their eyes, an old man with gray temples, he was holding the husband and wife who should have died, and the old man looked at the angry werewolf lightly.

Everyone's eyes lit up, he came, he still couldn't rest assured, although he had guarded them for countless years, it was because of him that they were willing to believe that everything would be fine, he was their patron saint, he was, is, and will be.

"Master Hou, what do you mean?" the werewolf's eyes looked at the old man like a cannibal.

The old man put down the husband and wife, a flush appeared on his elegant face, he held back the itching in his throat, did not cough, his waist was straight, and he looked at the werewolf calmly, and finally the werewolf's fierce eyes retreated.

"Master Hou, you are a little unruly, this mining area is under my control, and anyone who slacks work and mistakes will be killed by me," the werewolf began to reason, because he was very jealous of this old man.

The old man sneered and said, "The affairs of the human race are all under my control, and people are governed by people, this is a policy set by the Lord, you dare to disobey!"

When the werewolf heard the Venerable, he was beaten all over his body, not to mention that a little minion like him disobeyed the Venerable's order, that is, he didn't even dare to shout the two words of the Venerable, this is also the place where he and the demons were afraid of the old man, and the old man was the only one who had ever seen the Venerable.

Demons and monsters, no one dares to disobey, no one dares to disobey the Honorable, no one knows, since birth, everyone only knows that the Star Luo Domain was built by the Honorable, the name is taken by the Honorable, and the rules are set by the Honorable.

Living here, as long as you don't disobey the few rules of your honor, you can do whatever you want, and this place will become a chaotic place where demons and monsters live together, an elegant name, Xingluo Domain, no one knows the meaning of this name, what Xingluo is, no one knows, because there are no stars in this world.

The werewolf swallowed the saliva in his mouth, and chewed and swallowed this old guy who was accused of being charged countless times in his heart, he was actually cowardly, from the moment the old guy appeared, he knew that good things were gone, this kind of thing was not the first time it happened, and it didn't happen to him alone.

"Master Hou, that's all you say, you and I are doing things for your honor, why do you want to slap my old wolf in the face like this, everyone take a step back and give me one. ”

The old man's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Wolf Six, don't forget, the old man is fully responsible for the construction of the Zunhuang Garden, which is also the order of the Venerable, and the supply of the stone factory is directly related to the progress of the Zunhuang Garden, everyone is very important, you have to think clearly!"

The wolf six sweated on his head, glared at the old man, and scolded in his heart, he really didn't eat human flesh, and he made a commotion.

The old man looked at the familiar faces, tears flashed in his eyes, he promised them to take them home, but after thirty years, many old brothers have been buried in this foreign land.

Thirty years, he was sad and white-headed, he was actually only seventy years old, for a Taoist who was hundreds of years old, he was too young, but in this short thirty years, an elegant man with both civil and military skills had become an old man with gorgeous hair, he was depressed and sick, and his heart disease was difficult to treat.

"Get up, be careful......"

After listening to the old man's words, everyone got up silently and began to get busy, the old man walked over and took the injured child in his hand, and slowly walked out of the mining area, he saved a lot of people, but he only remembered those who died tragically, each of which overwhelmed him.

"Grandpa, where are you going to take me?" asked the little radish head timidly, his voice inaudible.

The old man said kindly, "Go to the witch doctor first, and then go to eat, are you hungry?"

The little radish head shook his head to indicate that he was not hungry, but his stomach was not angry, and he cooed, and the little guy blushed and stared down at his toes.

It wasn't until the lanterns were on the night that the old man returned to a relatively tall mansion with a plaque on the door "Hou Mansion", which was the home of the leader of the human race in the Xingluo Domain, although he was only the leader of the slaves, no one dared to underestimate him, after all, he was a person who had to be respected for blue eyes.

"Father, you're back......"

A few young men guarding the door came up to greet him, and when they saw the old man's footsteps staggering, they knew that they had drunk wine, and there were quite a few of them.

The young man gratefully supported the old man, and said softly: "Father, you slow down, slow down......"

"It's okay, I'm fine, I'm tired all day, I have to start work tomorrow, let's go and rest!" The wine was slightly drunk, but his heart was more open, the old man was originally not drunk, but now he always wanted to get drunk, but he was never drunk, because he didn't dare to get drunk, he couldn't be confused.

Father and son entered the house, the room was not big, but it was unconventionally cleaned, everything was in its rightful place, the owner of this house had obsessive-compulsive disorder, a long table, books, a sword, and a bright armor to rub, this was a soldier's room.

"Father's ......"

The young man's voice trembled a little, knowing his father Mo Ruozi, his father would wipe his armor sooner or later, again and again, for a full thirty years, he watched his father turn from green silk to white hair.

"Yu'er, the light is too dim!" The old man held a piece of cloth in his hand and wiped it carefully, for fear that a place would be missed.

"I'll add another one," in fact, the lamp was not dim, but the young man still added a lamp, his eyes were pantothenic, and his father's eyesight was declining again.

After wiping the armor, and then wiping the helmet, in fact, I don't know if it is the old man who does it, there are still tens of thousands of people in the Star Luo Domain who are smearing and wiping every night, and their clothes are also dirty, but the black armor and soldiers must be spotless.

"......"

The cold light appeared, the sword was unsheathed, the old man's fingers stroked gently, the fingers flicked, the sword chanted pleasantly, it was a sword, a rare sword, the old man moved, a room of cold light......

The general dances the sword, the atmosphere is Lingran, the sword is moved, the sword is pointed at the world, but unfortunately the dance is empty in the end, and the hero is in his twilight years.

The old man sighed, looked at the sword in his hand with some guilt, and looked at it, his mind was far away......

Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dreaming back to blow the horn company camp. Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turned over the outside sound. Autumn soldiers on the battlefield. The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens!