As soon as the galloping Qiong Lou turned, the flying immortal step was made perfect by him, it was really like a fairy, without the slightest smell of fireworks, it had stopped, and then turned up like a whirlwind, and a sharp sword stabbed out in the fluttering clothes.

As soon as the green hair took a step, he saw a little cold light bloom in the corner of his eye, and his head instinctively leaned back, and the long sword passed against his scalp.

Burst!

Black blood spurted, Qiong Lou became more and more excited in his heart, this feeling, yes, this is the feeling, I didn't expect that one day, he would find this feeling again.

It was the same day when the snow fell, and it was also in the snow. At the age of 12, he used a sharpened wooden stick to kill a hungry lone wolf.

He won, and his thorn got not only the meat of a lone wolf, but also a bright future.

Because not far from him, there was another person, holding a sword in his hand, staring at this scene with wide eyes.

This is Yongle passing by, he had just become an elder at that time, and when he went to work, he happened to see this scene.

There is no other explanation than fate.

The wolf happened to sneak up on the child, and Yongle, who was passing by, was about to rescue the child, and the 12-year-old yellow-faced and skinny child happened to stab the blow with a sharpened wooden stick.

The ghost of Yongle stopped in his tracks, and the child stabbed the lone wolf's eyeballs with a blow, and then, the wooden stick broke and stirred up the lone wolf's brain, killing the lone wolf, and finally the flying body crushed the child to the ground.

The child's face was flushed, his eyes wide in disbelief, and he gasped for excitement.

When he found the lone wolf, the lone wolf had already jumped into the air, and in that moment, the world almost came to a standstill, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he seemed to see several routes of the lone wolf, and then gambled and chose one of them.

Then, he got it right and killed the lone wolf.

Hungry in his belly, the stab just now exhausted all his remaining strength, and he was crushed to the ground by this dead lone wolf, but he couldn't get up.

His eyes were covered and he was plunged into darkness.

After the excitement passed, he began to panic, because he was afraid of death, and he was a little relieved, because he entered this forest in order to find death.

Wandering, wandering, wandering, he was fed up with wandering forever alone.

However, the heavy wolf corpse suddenly became lighter, and then, leaving its body.

Could it be that it didn't die, the 12-year-old child was a little panicked, and it should be very painful to be bitten to death by a wolf!

Then he saw a man who had thrown aside the wolf's corpse, dressed in white, and it was so dazzling.

"What's your name?" he asked with a gentle smile on his lips.

"Uh... Nest... I ...... "He tried hard to speak, not that he was a fool and couldn't speak, or that he didn't have a good tongue." Instead, he wandered alone for too long, didn't speak for too long, and forgot how to speak for a while.

After getting used to it for a while, he was finally able to speak, but suddenly he was speechless.

He's forgotten his name.

"What's your name?" the gentle man crouched down and stroked his head.

He shook his head blankly, and the man said to himself, "Don't you remember?" or is it not a name?"

He still shook his head, and the man sighed and said with a smile: "Is there a place to go, if not, come with me!"

He stretched out his hand, big and small hands together.

"Qionglou, you will be called Qionglou in the future. ”

"Joan... floor?"

"Well, my name is Yongle, and you will call me master in the future. "This man loves to laugh, and that smile is like the sunshine of spring, just the right amount of warmth, dissipating the snow in winter.

Yongle picked up half of the wooden stick on the ground and let him hold it: "This feeling, you have to remember, you can't forget it for the rest of your life." ”

The little Qiong Lou nodded vigorously, held the half of the wooden stick tightly, and held the master's big hand tightly with the other hand.

Time flies, the little Qionglou has grown into a man, and the master has changed from smiling to smiling.

Qiong Lou has never disappointed his master, and the amazing stab that killed the lone wolf at the beginning, with his insidious swordsmanship and divination skills, can be staged every time.

Of course, he had a secret in his heart.

The half of the stick gradually rotted, and as the stick rotted, he had slowly forgotten the original feeling, the feeling of excitement, uneasiness, and rapid heartbeat, gradually, faded away.

Because every sword he uses is too sure. Before each sword was stabbed, he had already predicted the end of that sword.

The thorn was still so amazing, but it felt completely different, bland, boring, empty......

Burst!

The bronze corpse on the far right had a blank face, blood spurting from his eyes, and until his fragile brain was pierced by a sword, he still didn't realize why he had received this fatal blow.

Qiong Lou stood side by side with the bronze corpse on the left, his right hand poking in front of him, passing through the green hair scalp, with a shallow bloodstain.

And the bronze corpse on the far right, sensing that something was wrong on the left side, turned his head, and his eyes happened to catch the sword.

There was suddenly an extra arm in front of him, and the copper corpse on the left side instinctively opened his mouth to bite, Qiong Lou used his arm to walk a dog, luring this copper corpse to lean forward, although the feet did not move, but the center of gravity has been lost.

With a click, the teeth collided, and the bronze corpse bit into the air, leaning forward even more.

And Qionglou bent on his waist, and once again he turned around and went around behind the copper corpse, and the bronze corpse and green hair lost the trace of Qionglou at the same time.

At this time, the green hair took a step back, stabilized his body, and then, with a "poof", a blood-stained sword body appeared on his chest.

"When?"

Hearts are broken, and zombies have to die. The demonic qi flowed away from the heart wound with the blood, especially when the sword body was withdrawn from the pierced heart, and the speed of this flow was even more frightening.

In less than a breath, the green fur had lost most of his strength. He tried to turn around, trying to find Qionglou's figure, however, he didn't see anything, and the claws he swung back also grabbed a void.

Poof!

Two corpses fell to the ground one after another, and the remaining bronze corpses turned their heads blankly, and before they could see anything clearly, their world was half gone.

Burst!

Qiong Lou drew his sword expressionlessly, passed by the stake-like bronze corpse, and rushed towards the master.

With the fall of this bronze corpse, the violently beating heart calmed down, and the turbulent waves in his heart became calm.

This gamble, he won. Every step of the way, he guessed right.

Due to the awakening of Qionglou, Elder Yongle and his party successfully exited the village, and outside the village, they ran all the way to the trap set in advance, and through the trap, they completely got rid of these zombies.

Looking at this scene, the ghost cried and asked, "Girl, how is it?"

Cai Wei's voice came from behind: "Xiao Xiaobao said that it is not ...... yet Wait, it's out, and the big fish is eyeing the bait. ”

"Very good!" The ghost cried and pulled his fist, Qionglou's sword in his eyes, it was very similar to him with a sword, which made his blood boil, he was aroused, his hands were itchy, and he couldn't wait to draw his sword and kill the Quartet.

And now, his prey has finally appeared.

"Da Lang, inform Elder Yongle and prepare to close the net. "Fupin Chinese