"That's what I said. Long Danming opened his eyes with difficulty. What catches your eye is that Kong Wushou's cabin still has a huge bow and some scattered arrow feathers hanging in the room.

"Who am I, how did I get here?" Long Wuming felt like his head was about to burst open as soon as he thought of this, and some fragments of memory flashed immediately.

"Ahh

Little baby, how are you?" a rough voice rang out, and a burly body appeared in front of Long Nameless, his face full of concern.

Long Nameless lasted for more than ten minutes after the pain. His head was a little clearer, so he raised his head and looked at the unfamiliar face in front of him and asked, "Is this here, is it close to Suzaku City?"

"Vermilion Bird City?" The burly man showed a trace of doubt on his face, and then pondered for a while and said: "Little baby, there is no Vermilion Bird City here!

"Home?" A few familiar faces flashed in Long Nameless's mind, and there was another tearing sensation in his head, and he immediately rolled on the bed again.

"Brother Tiger, how is the little baby?" a gentle voice sounded, and a simple young woman walked in from outside.

The full name of the man who was called Brother Tiger by the young woman was Zheng Xiaohu, Chinese New Year's Eve and the young woman who walked in was Zheng Xiaohu's wife Rourou, who had been married for nearly 16 years, but unfortunately had never conceived an heir, and the dragon was inadvertently discovered by Zheng Xiaohu when he went up the mountain to hunt the day before yesterday. At that time, Long Wuming was already unconscious, and because he had no heirs, Zheng Xiaohu felt it and easily carried Long Wuming back.

"Rou'er, I think this baby should have lost her memory. Zheng Xiaohu's rough face rarely revealed a trace of tenderness.

Rourou looked at the nameless dragon who had fainted, and sighed with a hint of maternal love on her face: "Alas! Poor child, I don't know if it's the evil of that big family!"

Zheng Xiaohu stretched out his hand and gently held his wife's hand, and said with a hint of comfort on his face: "I think this baby's family must have encountered misfortune, maybe it was an enemy, otherwise how could such a good baby be discarded? Let's adopt him!"

Rourou heard her husband say this. His eyes lit up and he said, "Brother Tiger, what you said is true?"

"Well, it's a big deal, let's save a little ration. Zheng Xiaohu's face showed a hint of fatherly love.

When night fell, Long Nameless woke up, opened his eyes and swept around, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Water" water

"Little baby, are you awake?" Rourou has been staying by Long Nameless's side, at this moment she heard Long Nameless's faint voice, and hurriedly walked to the front to take her body, when she heard what was said in Long Nameless's mouth, she hurriedly took down a cup from the table next to her, lifted Long Nameless's head with one hand, stretched out the water cup and handed it to the side of Long Nameless's mouth.

After he drank three glasses of cold water in a row, his head began to gradually recall the moment before he fell unconscious.

"Is the little baby awake?" A rough voice sounded, Zheng Xiaohu walked into the room with a longbow in his hand, looked at Rourou with a smile on his face and asked.

"Yes. ”

"Excuse me, where is this?" asked Long Nameless lightly.

"This is the little baby of the Martial Continent. Do you remember where your home is?"

"Martial Continent?" Long Nameless was stunned for a moment. Then he smiled wryly, and it seemed that he was on another interface.

"Yes. Zheng Xiaohu walked to Long Wuming's bed, found a wooden stool and sat down, and said with a smile on his face: "I was hunting in the mountains the day before yesterday, and I found you covered in blood, I thought you were out of breath, but when I felt your pulse, I found that you were just fainting to death, so I brought you back." ”

Long Nameless nodded slightly, and then his eyes lit up. He asked eagerly, "Uncle, when you rescued me, did you find anyone else around my body?"

"Others?" Zheng Xiaohu pondered, recalling once again the situation when he saved Long Nameless. Finally, he shook his head and said, "I really haven't seen anyone else near you, could it be that there is your family with you?"

"Nope. The dragon shook his head. Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound from the dragon's nameless belly, and it was very loud.

Zheng Xiaohu and his wife both heard this noise, and a smile appeared on their faces, Zheng Hu instructed his wife: "Rou'er, you go and cook something for the little baby to eat." ”

"Yes. Rourou nodded gently. Immediately walk towards the kitchen location.

"Strange, I'm going to be hungry?" Long Wuming's heart was full of surprise, and he hurriedly sent out his divine sense, but when he released the divine sense scissor, his whole little face was full of shock, because he found that his divine sense could only sweep within a radius of ten miles around him, how could this be?

"Poison. dragon

"Xiaoji was surprised, the original purple bow in the colorful baby is gone, and instead of the spoon, "Meiran is a glass bead-sized golden pill, what's going on? What about the divine element in my body? How did it evolve into true qi?

Long Wuming was completely dumbfounded, and his life's cultivation was actually only one ten-millionth. What the hell is going on? Is it because of the constraints of this space? No wonder the Shura Emperor is so afraid of this space, it turns out that this is the case!

Zheng Xiaohu saw Long Wuming's demented appearance, and said with concern on his face: "Baby, are you okay?"

"Oh!" Long Wuming replied casually: "Uncle, is there any level in this Martial Continent?"

"Rank?" Zheng Xiaohu showed a look of surprise on his face, and then said with a smile: "Hehe, in the Martial Artist Continent, they are naturally all martial artists, and the ranks are naturally different, little baby, why are you asking this?"

"Hehe!" Long Nameless smiled. Scratching the back of his head, he said, "Uncle, I'm just a little interested to see if there is anything that can help me get my memory back." ”

"Oh, so that's it!" Zheng Xiaohu said with a smile on his face, "It's okay." I'm bored at night, so I'll talk to you about the new things on this martial continent. ”

In this way, one big and one small chatted. It wasn't until Rourou came to call that the big and the young stopped chatting.

It turns out that there are only warriors on the Warrior Continent. And the strength in this space is divided into: Martial Artist, Martial Master, Martial Sect, Martial Zun, Martial God, and Martial Saint.

Generally, martial artists must cultivate to the realm of Martial Saint to belong to the master level, and to reach the realm of Martial Saint, they can break through the space at any time and wander in the interstellar space.

At the dinner table, Long Wuming held a bowl of white rice and ate a few side dishes, perhaps because of his hunger, so Long Wuming devoured it as soon as it was served, and ate a bowl of rice in three or two clicks.

"Xiaolong, come, I'll help you get some more food. Rourou stood up and said, in the middle of the conversation just now. Rourou gets the nameless name of the dragon from her husband's mouth.

"Okay, thank you. Long Wuming nodded, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, this feeling of hunger, it seemed that it was the first time since he cultivated the truth, and this sudden feeling made Long Wuming really have a sense of nostalgia.

"Xiaolong, what are your plans in the future?" asked Zheng Xiaohu with a hint of concern on his face after taking a sip of soju.

Long Wuming shook his head and pondered, what should I do? This space seems to be very weird, and the cultivation of one body is actually pressed like this, and the aura of this space is very sufficient, it is more than ten times thicker than that of the God Realm, why is his cultivation suppressed? Could it be that there is some reason for this? It seems that he has to cultivate again, otherwise in this chaotic space, he doesn't even have the ability to protect himself, let alone go back to his own interface.

Zheng Xiaohu saw Long Nameless's pensive expression. I thought that Long Wuming remembered the sad past, so he comforted him: "Long, if you don't have a place to go for the time being, why don't you stay here with Uncle Tiger?"

Long Wuming heard Zheng Xiaohu's words, pulled back the soul in the fugue, raised his head and said, "Uncle Tiger, is this convenient?"

When Zheng Xiaohu heard Long Wuming's words, his face showed joy and said, "Hehe, what's inconvenient? If your aunt hears your words, I think she should be very happy." ”

"Well, then disturb Uncle Tiger. Long Wuming nodded in response, keeping the kindness of Zheng Xiaohu and his wife in his heart, not that Long Wuming didn't want to leave, but that he was too unfamiliar with this space at present. And just now he learned from Zheng Xiaohu's mouth about the strength of this space. Wandering around without knowing yourself. It's definitely a stupid thing, so Long Wuming wants to wait until he understands the situation in this space. This decided to leave.

"Okay, that's it. Zheng Xiaohu's face showed a look of joy, and he applauded repeatedly.

Rourou Xuanxuan came out with the porcelain bowl that Long Wuming had used just now, and asked her husband with a smile on her face: "Brother Hu, what are you talking about with Xiaolong so happy?"

"Hehe!" Zheng Xiaohu took a sip of wine with a look of joy on his face and said, "Rourou, Xiaolong has agreed to live in our house." ”

When Rourou heard her husband's words, her eyes lit up, and she said in surprise: "Really?" After Rourou finished speaking, she looked at Long Wuming with expectant eyes.

"Yes. Long Wuming nodded, his heart was full of bitterness, because he could see that the couple should be unable to have children for some reason, so he was very caring for his seven or eight-year-old body. But his old monster who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years is called this pair of uncles who are only in their thirties, and it is already very difficult to speak, let alone say what to recognize.

"Good, good, good. Ji Rou applauded. Gently put the bowl of rice in his hand in front of Long Wuming, and said softly, "Eat, eat." ”