I'm a thousand years older than you

In a deep and dark cave, a little boy was sitting on a stone bed.He was wearing a baggy robe, which obviously didn't fit well, and half of the hem was dragged on the ground, which looked more like a silk bed sheet.

He rolled his sleeves into a thick circle, piled them on his arms, and stretched out his fingers to dig lightly on the rock wall in boredom.Like a child who leaves school early and waits for an adult to pick him up.

He suddenly raised his head and looked somewhere: "Ah, I thought you weren't coming back."

The cave was pitch black, and no one answered, but the little boy seemed to be competing with someone, and kept staring at the darkness, with a determined smile on his lips.

After a while, a soft voice came from the darkness: "This time, I have found out exactly where I am standing."

"You must fuse with the keel as soon as possible, right? My ability to recognize has become much stronger recently." The little boy propped his chin with his hands and sighed, as if he was still a little dissatisfied with his progress, "Otherwise, by that day, I will It can only hold you back."

Qi emerged from the shadows, his body was covered in blood, and his face was rarely without a smile.

"What's wrong with you?" The little boy was surprised, "Are you injured?"

"Oh, that's not my blood." Qi twirled a sprig of platycodon flower stained dark with blood, and said in a flat tone, "I went to the burial ground of my old friend yesterday, and when I thought of the past, I felt very sad. , just killed a few people for fun."

The little boy was accustomed to killing him when he was in a bad mood, so he didn't ask any questions, and let out a "tss" in his mouth, expressing his dissatisfaction with his hypocrisy: "You were the one who killed her, why are you so sad now...you adults , is indeed a bit elusive."

Qi ignored the little boy's ridicule, he looked down at the platycodon flower in his hand, his eyes were full of warmth, like a young man in love, staring at his sweetheart affectionately through the flower.

He thought, Lan didn't look like Lisianthus flower at all.

If you have to describe her with a flower, it should be a rose.Born beautiful but thorny, just like Lan has a beautiful woman's appearance, but is as strong as a man.

Lan shouldn't like this kind of delicate flower.

"When I recovered from my wounds, I planned to take back the Dragon Horn Sword first." Qi squinted his eyes, immersed in the past, completely forgetting that he had previously rejected the little boy's request to listen to the story because "children don't understand adult things". Asked, "I thought, that is a sword made from a part of my brother's body, how can those idiots of the Yaozu deserve it? Even if it is still far away from my brother's return, I still want to get it first.

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He was also young at the time, but he was not as calm as he is now.The campaign of Fahui killed his elder brother and his clansmen. Naturally, he had to ask the monster clan to get back these blood debts. He planned to sneak into the black clothes and count as one who could be killed. It's enough to vent the anger.

The little boy asked, "And then?"

"I met a little boy on the road, about the same age as you." Qi looked at the little boy, and the latter was terrified by the look, "After chatting for a while, I found out that he is Wuyi's new disciple, so I..."

The little boy said coolly: "You are possessed... If one day your body becomes useless, you won't covet mine, will you?"

Qi spread his hands: "I'm not interested in retarded things."

The little boy didn't know whether he should thank him or kick him.

"I attached to him, entered the black clothes, and met Lan." Qi quickly brought back the topic that had run away. He rarely said anything about the past to the little boy on weekdays, but now he was a bit eloquent. Maybe it's because I've been suppressed for too long, or maybe I'm a little emotional today, "Lan is a beautiful woman, even I at that time, I have to admit it. At first glance, you will think that she is very difficult to get close to. I Every day, I only dare to be with 'Senior Brothers and Sisters', and I dare not approach her. Until that day."

Qi leaned against the cave wall, feeling a biting chill creeping up his back, he let out a breath of cold air: "I was beaten by a senior brother until my nose was bruised and my face was swollen, and I fell to the ground. I have to say that Wu Yi is really merciless, hurry up!" Chitose monsters bully a little monster with relish, and I don’t know who established the tradition, when I was thinking this way, a pair of hands patted my head heavily.”

When Qi said this, he stopped.

He can still remember that scene as clearly as yesterday after more than 500 years, and now recalling it brings him back to his old memory in an instant——

Those hands were fair-skinned, with slender and soft fingers, not at all like a hand that held a sword all day long.Lan smiled proudly, and threw a small medicine bottle at him: "Little thing, use it to wipe."

"Xiaoxiliu" shrank his head, a little unaccustomed to Lan's approach.

Lan didn't dislike the dirt on the ground at all, flicked the red sleeve robe casually, and sat down next to him, looking like a parent who was looking for a child to talk to: "Don't blame the seniors for being hard-working. From the sidelines, they are still I left a lot of affection.”

"Xiaoxiliu" - a child on the outside, but an [-]-year-old monster on the inside, he was naturally a little dissatisfied when he heard the words, he thought, I didn't try my best - the inner angry thoughts were expressed in the movements, that is, clenched fists, A look of unwillingness.

Lan saw his expression and grinned: "You seem a little unconvinced?"

"No." "Xiaoxiliu" muttered, and continued to pretend, "It's just... a little painful."

"You didn't use all your strength." Lan spoke sharply, and then looked at him, "Why? I'm afraid that I'm going to beat me up as a master?"

"Xiaoxiliu" didn't know if the other party was probing, so he decided not to answer. Anyway, he always gives people the impression that he is introverted and quiet.

"Don't even think about it, Guan Ning and Shou Xin are also my first batch of proud disciples." Lan pointed to several people in the crowd one by one to show him, "But that one, who was only 100 years earlier than you, With your talent, you can defeat him, if you lose, what are you afraid of, the master will support you."

He was taken aback.

Since my brother left, it seems that I haven't had this feeling of who will be behind me for many years.

He knew in his heart that it was her apprentice Lan thoughtfully encouraged, not himself, a fake.However, he still couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, and delayed the chance to seize the sword for a year.

During that year, "Xiaoxiliu" lived like a real black-clothed disciple. He trained every day and played with his brothers and sisters. Enjoy it yourself.

But he is not some innocent little monster after all.

While Lan was asleep and holding the sword, he thought extremely, hoping that Lan would die because of something else, so that he would not confront her with swords in the future.

Unexpectedly, a gentle female voice sounded in the room, which made him almost drop his sword on the ground: "Xiaoxiliu, what are you going to do?"

He panicked at the time, and ran away. Lan followed closely, and chased him all the way to the platycodon flower field.

He knew that Lan only thought that he had made a mistake for a while, so he did not disturb the other members of Wuyi, and followed him here alone.Even when she prevented her from escaping, Lan always had a smile on her face, as if trying to persuade a child who had run away from home.

It wasn't until he came out of Xiaoxiliu's body, revealing the body condensed by black mist, that he saw a little hostility and surprise on Lan's face.

"Who are you?" He remembered Lan asking him, with a distant tone.

What did he say?

He said: "I just want this sword, master, how about you go back? Let's just pretend that nothing happened, and there has never been a person like Xiao Xiliu in Wuyi, okay?"

Lan's answer was naturally not good.

She is still strong without the sword, even a bit more dignified than when holding the sword. She only wrapped up a dark red coat when she went out, and she looked particularly eye-catching in the night.His eyes followed Lan's movements, and he forgot to fight back for a while.

Lan jumped up in the air, condensed a long sword with monster energy, and attacked him.

He could only hold his sword up, staggered away, and swung his sword at Lan.The tailor refused to recognize the owner, and mercilessly cut a long gash on the original owner's shoulder. The donated blood gushed out in an instant and splashed on the crimson shirt. For a while, he couldn't tell where the blood splashed. .

The wound expanded at a visible speed, but Lan didn't seem to know the pain. He grabbed his collar and quickly drew the distance between the two of them closer. Afterwards, a hazy red light bloomed from the two of them, becoming more and more intense.

The moment he got close to Lan, he felt severe pain all over his body. It seemed that his internal organs were about to be burnt through, but his heart was incomparably numb. Gradually, a sense of helpless sadness surged up——Lan even committed suicide at the same time...and he was also buried together. it's here.

He was penetrated by thousands of demonic energy, and after a long time, he had the illusion that he was about to be dissipated.After a long time, he got up from the ground tremblingly, and saw the moonlight was as desolate as water, and the master was dressed in red, lying on the ground with his eyes closed.

"And then?" The little boy urged after seeing that he was silent for a long time.

"Then Master encouraged me, comforted me, cheated me into trusting me, and finally killed me and buried him under the platycodon flower." Qi suddenly smiled, "What else?"

The little boy felt that he had a sad face when he first appeared, but now he was laughing wildly again, afraid that he might be a little unconscious, so he cautiously stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him twice.

"She looks exactly like her master. When I saw her today, I was in a daze." Qi ignored her eyes and said slowly, "I really hate her. No one can replace Lan's appearance, but I And I like her very much, she is like a little shadow Lan left in the world, isn't she?"

The little boy didn't know if his "right" was talking to himself, or he was really asking himself, and he only thought after he was done talking, who did he say it was?

Because this man is often said to be mentally deficient, the little boy has silently accepted the fact that he is mentally deficient. Now he sees that Qi's mental state is also up and down, and he suddenly thinks that the mentally deficient, could it be Qi?

Watching him cry for a while and laugh for a while is simply unpredictable.

But no matter how hard they figured it out, they still wanted to support each other. The little boy stretched out his hand, and patted the back of his hand to comfort him, calling out, "Ying Qi..."

There was a smile on Ying Qi's lips, but tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

The author has something to say: the first day of naked update~~repaired many times==

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