"Little brother, what about your parents?"

In a dilapidated hamlet, a long-haired woman stops in front of a young boy in shabby linen clothes.

But the little boy shrank behind him and looked at her very warily.

"Goo~~~~"

From the belly of the little boy, a hungry dragon roared.

The woman smiled softly, conjured a steamed bun from her arms and stretched it out in front of the little boy.

Looking at this good-looking big sister, and then looking at the white steamed bun in the big sister's hand, the little boy swallowed his saliva.

Finally, he couldn't hold back, the little boy "snatched" the steamed bun in the woman's hand, and ate it in a big gulp, not afraid of choking.

After taking the kettle given by this good-looking big sister, after the little boy was full, he grabbed his hands tightly and said hatefully, and answered the big sister's question: "...... they died"

The woman's eyes flickered slightly at the little boy in front of her, stretched out her green jade fingers, and gently stroked his head: "Then, are you willing to go with me?" ”

The little boy raised his head and looked at the beautiful woman with big eyes, and the two looked at each other, and their faces were reflected in their pupils.

.......

"Yi Zhi! You are the God of the Sword! He taught the Terran swordsmanship privately! ”

In the sky, there was an ancient divine voice, and above the head of the woman holding the long sword, there was the thunderstorm and the wrath of the sky.

Behind the clouds of heavenly calamity, there are golden bodies of gods of all shapes and colors.

"Ridiculous." The woman was proud of the sky, "The sword god is me, who do I teach swordsmanship, and use you to teach me?" ”

"Yi Zhi! Broke the rules! ”

"Rules? Who are the rules? ”

"My god clan is the rule!"

"Hahaha! You're afraid! I am afraid that you who are high up in the sky will one day be pulled down by the weak 'ten thousand races' in your mouth! ”

"Zhizhi!"

Finally, the god could no longer bear it, and the waves of fire in the burning sky and the ancient thunder dragon swept towards the woman.

Just as the woman named Yi Zhi was about to draw her sword, a white sword wave swept across the sky, cutting the thundercloud canopy.

The next moment, he stood in front of her and just smiled: "Master, let's go together?" ”

.......

In the last years of the Protoss, under the leadership of the white-clothed sword immortal, all races fought back.

In this final battle, which lasted for a full ten years, the population of all races had been reduced to half, and similarly, above the canopy, more than half of the gods had fallen and been torn down from the canopy.

And when this last battle entered the white heat, no one could stop it, and no one could stop it, she finally stood in front of him.

"Master......"

"Call me Yi Zhi."

"Teacher......"

"You've grown up." Before the man could shout again, the woman smiled with bent eyes, "I've become more powerful, and I've become more powerful than Master." ”

Holding the long sword in his hand, the man in white wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything at this time.

"Take out the sword, I am a god, you are a man, and man and god are not opposed......"

"Nope! Master, you are different! ”

The woman smiled sideways: "How is it different?" You're not going to kill me now? Then I'll have to kill you. ”

The man in white shook his head: "No matter what, I won't use my sword against you, Master!" ”

"Fool's ......"

The silver-eyed woman shook her head, and in the next moment, the woman drew her sword and stabbed straight forward!

......

"Don't!"

In the cave, there was a shout.

The woman in the black dress who was meditating suddenly opened her eyes, she gasped, her heart was beating very fast, her chest was constantly rising and falling violently, the sweat was already wetting her inner lining, and the strands of hair were on her white forehead.

"What the hell is this dream again......

The ginger fish puree, who recognized the reality clearly, exhaled deeply and took a long breath, slowly calming down his mood.

Ever since she left that icy abyss, she had been dreaming the same dream.

She didn't know who the little boy in her dream was, or who the woman was, but she felt very familiar, as if she had experienced it herself.

Perhaps, it may be because the little boy looks a little like Xiao Lin when he grows up......

But why does that man look like Xiao Lin?

"Zhi Zhi ......"

In the mouth of the ginger fish puree, the name is slowly recited.

In the icy abyss, that strange and perverted black shadow really called out his own name?

"Could it be that the dark shadow is playing tricks? Tsk, trouble! ”

Taking a deep breath, the ginger fish mud sat and looked at himself, but he didn't find that his body was abnormal in the slightest.

"No problem? Could it be that I'm too tired to keep walking during this time? Well! It must be so! ”

Jiang Yuni took out Xiao Lin's pants, which he had treasured for many years, from the storage bag, and hugged them tightly in his arms, and his heart calmed down a lot.

"Xiao Lin! Wait for me! Master is here soon! ”

Untie the enchantment and walk out of the cave, ginger fish mud looks into the distance, Sword Sect, it's not far away!

......

In the world of the demon clan, as the news of the appearance of the Linglong Sword Pavilion in the Rakshasa Pavilion spread, more and more monks came to the Rakshasa Pavilion to go to the Sword Pavilion to find opportunities.

And the Rakshasa Pavilion naturally charges a certain fee for the ticket.

And in the crowd of monks who went to the Rakshasa Pavilion, the closer a handsome "son" with a little girl approached the Rakshasa Pavilion, the stronger her killing intent became!

Just killed Jiang Lin like this, it was too cheap for him!

At this time, he seemed to have already thought about torturing him in various postures! Let him beg for death!

Even thinking about it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, as if he had seen Jiang Lin kneeling under him begging for mercy, constantly licking his feet pitiful, helpless and weak!

On the side, Yu saw that Brother Yan was laughing for some reason, so Lu was very happy, at least when Brother Yan was so happy, he would forget to let Yan drink.

On the other side, in the opposite direction to Yin, Bai Qianluo, who was rushing to the same destination, would stop and spin in place every few steps.

Especially the closer he got to the Rakshasa Pavilion, the more difficult it was for Bai Qianluo to find that he could not move an inch.

You're right...... She was indeed scared.

In Bai Qianluo's heart, all kinds of strange conjectures began to emerge.

Bai Qianluo was very afraid, not because he was afraid that he would forget himself.

What I'm afraid of is what if he is already married in this life? What if he already has a sweetheart?

What if he really has a sweetheart?

The more he thought about it, the more Bai Qianluo's eyes lost their luster.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Bai Qianluo hammered down on the tree beside him that was thicker than the three big men holding hands in a circle! The ancient tree was directly lazy and broken, so frightened that the pedestrians on the road did not dare to look at this beautiful woman anymore, and hurriedly ran away......

......

At the same time, Jiang Lin was still tinkering with the small long sword in the backyard.

It's just that I don't know why, but lately he's been feeling a slight chill in his neck......