There might be something wrong with my rebirth

He would sit hidden on a peach tree on the bank of the Jinsha River, waiting for Ming Feng to come.

He saw Ming Feng coming out of Shuying Pavilion from a distance, his whole figure was like a faded red wall and green tiles, showing a gray color.

Will faintly sneer.

When Ming Feng walked to the river bank, Huiyin suddenly shook off the peach blossoms, and jokingly called: "Ming Feng, look up."

Thousands of tender pink petals fell, instantly submerging Ming Feng, Ming Feng's brows and eyes were sullen, and his eyes were confused in the golden sunlight and the flying petals in the sky.

He suddenly remembered that when Shuangruo was young, she was very mischievous, she used all kinds of coquetry and martial arts, and she was arguing not to go to class.

At that time, I was very tired of the crying of the child, and with a cold face, I let the child make a lot of noise.

But if he didn't pay attention, the child slipped out of Zichen Palace.

Mu Feng searched all day but couldn't find anyone, Ming Feng rubbed his slightly aching head, got up and walked towards Shuyin Pavilion.

As he expected, in the peach grove, Ming Feng saw Shuang Ruo curled up among the branches, having fun.

At that time, Shuang Ruo was carving a piece of wood with a small carving knife, as if she wanted to carve a human figure.

Ming Feng stood still at a distance, and softly called out "Shuang Ruo".

Shuangruo raised his head in astonishment, apparently he didn't expect anyone to find this place, he was startled, and the small carving knife in his hand fell straight down.

But this did not affect his playfulness, he shuttled between the leaves and flowers to have fun, when Ming Feng walked under the tree, he felt sick, two pointed little canine teeth stuck on his lower lip, it was a smile His kitten ears trembled from time to time, he hugged the tree trunk and shook it violently, raining petals on Ming Feng.

Just like today, Ming Feng was submerged in that rain.

Ming Feng lightly raised his head and glanced at Huiyin: "What's the matter with you?"

Hui Yin raised his eyebrows: "Ming Feng, your divine power is almost exhausted."

"It doesn't matter." When Ming Feng passed the tree where Huiyin was sitting, he didn't stop a step. The only thing he wanted to do now was to cross the Jinsha River and take a turn in the sea of ​​Muluo flowers.

"Ming Feng, when will you admit it?" He will fall to the ground without a sound, "Even if you use up all your power and make a series of so-called 'atonements', you are only touching yourself That's all. At least in my opinion, you look pitiful and ridiculous."

Ming Feng faltered: "Fortunately, I'm not trying to atone for you."

Huiyin laughed angrily, and shrugged: "Ming Feng, I told you a long time ago, when you have fragile treasures in your hands, you must know how to cherish them."

Because of the bag of Feiyou jerky, Shuangruo did not fall asleep peacefully, and dreamed about many things from her childhood.

Shuangruo was naughty and playful when he was young, he relied on the Emperor of Heaven to be soft-hearted to him, and he was proud of his favor. The roof of the Wanhua Palace was lifted off.

To this day, behind the throne of the Emperor of Heaven in the meeting hall of the Wanhua Palace, there are still a few claw marks made by him when he was mischievous.

Shuangruo's initial impression of Ming Feng was all about the "God of War", and the Emperor of Heaven would always say that Feng was reliable. Over time, the Ming Feng in his impression was a bearded, burly figure, with fleshy muscles all over his body. He looks like a burly man.

Therefore, whenever the Emperor of Heaven proposed to send him to live in Zichen Palace for a while, Shuangruo would be noisy, crying, and refused to go no matter what.

The Emperor of Heaven asked him why.

Shuang Ruo held on to the Emperor's robe, tearing up, "Because he is ugly, ugly and fierce!"

Finally, the Emperor of Heaven sent him to Zichen Palace.

Before going to the Zichen Palace, Shuang Ruo cried once, her eyes were like ponds after the snow had melted, and it seemed that the half-human, half-cat boy had suffered a lot of grievances and was extremely sad.

Even when she is so wronged that she is about to cry, she is cute.

The Emperor of Heaven looked at him amused, and said earnestly, "Shuang Ruo, when you really see Ming Feng, maybe you won't even want to come back."

The words of the Emperor of Heaven became a prophecy, and when Shuang Ruo saw Ming Feng, he realized that there were such good-looking adults in the Heaven Realm.

Shuang Ruo hid behind the Emperor of Heaven, with a pair of black eyes rolling around. When the Emperor of Heaven instructed Ming Feng to pay attention to some things, he had already observed and guessed the general structure of the Zichen Palace.

After the Emperor of Heaven left, Shuang Ruo hugged her big tail a little uneasy, waving a pair of cat ears, and said hello to Ming Feng cautiously.

Ming Feng responded in a low voice, turning a blind eye to the tension in Shuangruo's eyes, and without a word of comfort, he called Mu Feng and told him to clean up a room for Shuangruo.

After a long time, Shuang Ruo recalled this moment, and realized that Ming Feng at that time was used to ignoring all the things he thought were unimportant.

Shuang Ruo knew a little about the intention of the Emperor of Heaven to send him to Ming Feng, and the Emperor of Heaven hoped that he could learn the art of transforming form from Ming Feng first.

Shuang Ruo looked at Ming Feng calmly giving instructions to Mu Feng, and tilted her head to look at him.

This Ming Feng Shangshen looks so fierce.

Mu Feng took him to a clean bedroom, Shuang Ruo adapted quickly, and no longer hugged his big tail nervously, he asked crisply: "Mu Feng, how long will I live here? "

Mu Feng looked at the little master, and pondered for a while: "The Emperor of Heaven took great pains to send you to the Zichen Palace. He must wait for you to learn something before leaving."

Shuangruo carefully smacked the meaning of the phrase "accomplished in learning", a sly light flashed in his eyes, and the tail behind him swayed involuntarily.

into the night.

Shuangruo's five senses are keen, he senses the movement of someone walking in the bedroom next door, and without thinking too much, he knows that it is Ming Feng who has returned.If Shuangruo is still young, the world to him is either black or white. Of course, a person or a thing is simply divided into what he likes and what he doesn't like.

He likes Ming Feng because Ming Feng is good-looking.

It was confirmed at first glance.

There are many ways for children to express their liking. The first one is to express their intimacy infinitely.

After hearing the movement next door, Shuangruo rubbed her eyelids that were fighting up and down, picked up her little pillow, forgot to put on her shoes, pushed open the door, and went to find Mingfeng.

He only vaguely saw a figure in front of the door. He was so sleepy that he couldn't open his mouth, and he struggled to pronounce two syllables with a combination of nasal and throat: Ming Feng.

Ming Feng was about to push open the door when he heard a soft voice beside him. After careful identification, he realized that the other party was calling his name.

Ming Feng didn't like children, so he just agreed casually: "Haven't slept yet?"

Shuangruo's big tail drooped sleepily: "I can't sleep by myself, it's so dark in the room, I want to hug."

Ming Feng looked at the kitten who was yawning and eyelids clenched, and was speechless for a long time.

Ming Feng believed that as soon as he left, Shuang Ruo could fall asleep instantly even if he was lying on the stone floor in the corridor.

He looked at the child carefully, and the pair seemed to reach only to his waist, a small ball, and he didn't even wear shoes when he came out, and the white round feet stepped on the hard ground, perhaps feeling cold, the toes curled up involuntarily.

Ming Feng was soft-hearted for the first time, stretched out his palm towards Shuangruo, pushed open the door and said: "Come."

Shuang Ruo hugged her own pillow, grabbed Ming Feng's hand, smiled at him in a bewildered way, showing two small fangs at the corners of her mouth.

Ming Feng lit the candle, and when he turned his head again, Shuang Ruo had already climbed onto the bed with his legs up.

Shuangruo dazedly opened her hands towards Ming Feng: "Ming Feng, the emperor used to tell me stories when I couldn't sleep, can you tell me one too?"

Ming Feng didn't care about Shuangruo's rude behavior of calling him by name, but answered Shuangruo solemnly: "No, I don't know how to tell stories."

Shuang Ruo pestered him: "Then you can experience it yourself."

Shuang Ruo hugged her own pillow and covered her with the quilt obediently. Ming Feng felt a little headache when he thought that he would have to take care of this nine-tailed cat boy for at least half a year.

Ming Feng's face was tense, and Shuang Ruo looked at him without blinking.

The two stalemate for a long time, and finally Ming Feng was defeated first.

"Then I'll tell you a story on the battlefield, but I didn't experience it personally."

Shuang Ruo was already very sleepy, when he heard Ming Feng's deep voice, he braced himself up and let out a cheer.

"That was when the world first opened, the world was chaotic, and countless dark monsters and pure-hearted beings were born. Due to their nature, the weak but tenacious self-contained clan is the embryonic form of the human world today. The monsters are the most powerful. They wantonly plunder resources and occupy the world. The most expansive land is today's Demon Realm, and the rest, who are powerful and noble, disdain to be with other people, will form a family of their own over time, and it is the Heaven Realm."

These things were never told by the Emperor of Heaven to Shuangruo, and Shuangruo listened very carefully with his hands on the quilt.

Ming Feng looked at him: "The demons are aggressive by nature, and they respect the strong. In the domain of the demon world, they fight day after day. They are so selfless in their fight that when they elect a leader , the turbid air and clear air of the world have been completely separated.

"The leader is a very powerful demon. His ambition is so great that he can devour the three worlds and become the co-lord of heaven and earth. So he led the demon army to invade the human world and harass the heaven. At this time, in order to strangle the demon, the heaven sent a A mighty god of war."

Shuangruo was clearly excited when he heard this, his eyes were surprisingly bright, and he asked: "And then what?"

"The God of War went to the Demon Realm and fought against the Great Demon for ten days and ten nights. The mountains in the Demon Realm were razed to the ground, the sea in the Demon Realm was filled with land, and the sky turned into a fiery bright red. It was hard to tell the winner," Ming said. Feng paused, "The Great Devil has conceded defeat more than once, but the God of War just won't let him go. In the end, both of them were exhausted. The God of War used his last bit of strength to seal the Great Demon, and then..."

Shuang Ruo held his eyelids with difficulty, listening to Ming Feng's results.

"Then, God of War died in the Demon Realm."

Shuangruo seemed very dissatisfied with the result, she struggled violently, but obviously couldn't hold on any longer, and fell asleep deeply.

Ming Feng blew out the candle and went to the couch outside.

The story just now seemed to be a happy ending, but the reality will never have a happy ending.

That god of war is not dead.

He has been fighting for a long time, he loves the vast land of the devil world, he loves the burst of power that affects the whole world, he loves plundering and fighting more, he loves the joy of crazily pressing on opponents.

The God of War discarded the divine bone and devoured the power of the Great Demon.

In the end, he became the Great Burning Flame Demon.

Those who conquer the abyss are eventually tempted by the abyss and accept the gift of the abyss.

The author has something to say: relax, take a break after being tired from abuse~

A small wave of memories is sent, very short.

Sorry, little angels, the stupid author will take a leave of absence tomorrow, so I won’t update it. I’ll fix it and save the manuscript. I’ve been a little busy in the past few days, and I have piled up a lot of things that I haven’t done. I wish the little angels a happy 520 duck in advance~