[Rebirth] My CP is always elusive

When Xie Shaohua came to the ancient tomb, the wind stopped, and the light clouds in the sky slowly receded. The full moon was like a disk, and the light sprinkled the entire White Wolf Desert. Under the moonlight, the towering tomb door of the ancient tomb suddenly cracked A hole that allows one person to enter.

Xie Shaohua narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils were astonishingly bright.

The previous Lord of Tongque City, that is, Xie Shaohua's father, once told him a prophecy about the tomb of the white wolf.

At that time, as Xie Shaohua who was trained to be the next city lord, he could naturally know the deepest secrets and past of Tongque City and the White Wolf Desert, and this long-forgotten prophecy was no exception.

"Before sunset, in the east where the sun rises, in the rainy soil, the fate of the lonely white wolf will come to an end, and the king will be born a thousand years later."

Xie Shaohua has always remembered this prophecy - he can always remember everything he is interested in very firmly, now combined with the previous White Wolf...

Xie Shaohua boldly conjectured that since the meaning of the White Wolf Tomb is to wait for the so-called birth of a king, and the term king does not exist in the world of comprehension. Ascetics cultivate their own ways, even if they are real people who have ascended to immortality, it is the most important thing. Most of them are just immortals, where is the king?

This is what the monsters say.

All things in the world, as long as they are just born, there is a rule - weak, even the monster race is no exception.

So, this is a real treasure that people covet.

Even if there is no treasure, it is rare to have such a vision, can Xie Shaohua not go to find out, so he came back to his senses and subconsciously rushed towards the tomb of the white wolf with his sword.

It took only a few seconds for Xie Shaohua to land, and many ascetics rushed over one after another. Although the tomb door was opened and the barrier was still there, everyone couldn't help it, and they were unwilling to leave, so they could only try to break it.

Xie Shaohua's heart moved, he took out the tomb jade slip given by Cen Qin, and pinched it.

It was dark in front of his eyes, and he had already arrived in the tomb.

It was quiet all around, with the sound of dripping water.

Xie Shaohua fired a ray of real fire, observed the surroundings with his spiritual sense, and gradually calmed down, he didn't know what else was in the tomb, so he needed to be cautious in this trip.

With his rich experience in treasure hunting, Xie Shaohua quickly adjusted his mentality.

With this calmness, I remembered what I had forgotten.

Xie Shaohua: (⊙o⊙)...

Looking back at the door of the tomb, it's very good, it's closed.

... The tide is gone.

In fact, Xie Shaohua's carelessness can't be blamed for this.

First of all, he is used to traveling alone. When Xie Weiyang was taken away from Tongque City six years ago in a hurry, Xie Weiyang was still a small baby, and he carried him away at any time. Two people are equal to one person. Occasionally, there are other companions. will follow.

You don't need to worry about it at all.

Secondly, he has always liked to collect treasures. Moreover, other people's collection of treasures focuses on treasures, but his focus is on... collecting.

What he enjoys is the process of chasing and searching. Although treasures are also loved, they are just icing on the cake. That's why he was so excited when the vision of the White Wolf Tomb appeared. It was like another chance to die.

Adding two and one... He forgot Xie Weiyang.

"Fortunately, the magic weapon was left outside, and Ayang also went in, so safety can be guaranteed."

Xie Shaohua thought secretly.

As long as someone enters the magic weapon, it will automatically close, and only the owner can open it.

Sometimes Xie Shaohua is also used to imprison the enemy.

The imprisoned Xie Weiyang was staring at the sky in a daze.

The strange wind during the day has stopped, the sky is pitch black, and the dotted stars are very bright and densely covered. The moon is big and round, and the whole sky seems to be very close, and you can touch it with your hand.

This is one of the few beautiful scenery bestowed by God in this desolate desert, but it is shocking. Many foreign travelers admire it, and wanderers who leave their hometown will often miss it.

But Xie Weiyang didn't appreciate it at all.

Apart from Xie Shaohua's depression of locking him here alone, this chilly night and the quiet and lonely environment undoubtedly coincided with every night he spent after becoming a wild ghost.

At that time, he spent every night like this in the forest, not talking to any ghosts and goblins, just looking at the sky and the stars and the moon.

The night sky is so vast and boundless, and people seem so small in front of it, as if some established destiny cannot be changed by manpower, and it is like the long past, the ending has been concluded, only powerless, leaving the only person who remembers silently Count your thoughts.

And now that he has a new life, he certainly doesn't want to look back on that lonely ghost life.

Xie Weiyang was not happy.

But the surroundings were pitch black, there was nothing, and the sky was so bright and conspicuous that it was difficult for him not to look at it.

"Did you say that Xie Shaohua went to the White Wolf Tomb?"

Xie Weiyang couldn't help talking to the system.

"Ding Dong, I don't know about this either, dear."

"I don't know when he will come back and take me away. It's boring enough."

"Ding Dong, yes dear."

"I should be back tonight."

Someone is chattering.

"Ding dong, um huh."

Xie Weiyang couldn't think of anything to say, so he was silent for a while.

……

"I think that wolf is quite a human spirit beast. It should be good to raise one."

The system did not answer this time.

"Ding Dong, you're here dear, what's the matter?"

Xie Weiyang: ...

Hearing that the system was the same, and the answer was different, Xie Weiyang's one-sided dialogue finally couldn't go on.

Xie Weiyang closed his eyes, put on a good posture, and planned to practice and get through today.

Xie Weiyang was woken up at night, the strange wind was blowing, and the dead branches more than three meters high were blown heavily on the silver bowl-shaped ritual vessel protecting Xie Weiyang, shaking him awake.

Xie Weiyang got up and looked up at the sky.

The moon has climbed to the sky, but Xie Shaohua is still missing, the gray wind and sand gradually cover up the moonlight.

From time to time, some sundries were rolled up and smashed onto the silver bowl, Xie Weiyang frowned every time he hit it.

The magic weapon is not so easy to be smashed, he is not worried about this.

But those raised sands, fine and small, spread one after another, covering the sky and covering the ground, although they can't hurt Xie Weiyang at all, they can bury the silver bowl.

In other words, Xie Weiyang was going to be buried alive.

It turned out that they were stationed directly on the leeward slope. Of course, it would not be a problem if Xie Shaohua was there, but he was not there, and the return date was unknown.

If you die from suffocation.

Xie Weiyang has a dark face.

This is so frustrating to die.

In the previous life, he died fighting for the sect, but in this life he hasn't lived enough.

As if he was really facing such a desperate situation, Xie Weiyang poured out all the things stored in the bracelet with a dark face.

He has always carried this thing with him, and there are many scattered things and bigu pills that Xie Shaohua gave him.

Gotta find a way out.

Looking at the dumpling that was poured out, Xie Weiyang buried himself in it and picked out the useful ones.

This one is defensive, and that one is not lethal enough. Finally, I have something to try, but now I can't control it.

After searching for a while, I managed to find a usable attack weapon, a handy little red sword, a mid-level magic weapon. Now Xie Weiyang can't exert its full power, but it's better than nothing...

Before he could test it, there was a sudden tremor from the ground under his feet, Xie Weiyang suddenly raised his head and looked towards the east, the east was still pitch black, and there were no visions, but the long roar showed that the door was opened again.

If there were no accidents, Xie Shaohua should have rushed over as well - he still has a little confidence in this cheap uncle, after all, he is a superpower at the out-of-body level in memory, although sometimes he is a bit tricky in doing things.

Tremors are still coming from the distance, the door seems to be closed, Xie Weiyang is actually curious about what is inside, what kind of existence is the so-called White Wolf Tomb in this desert.

According to Xie Weiyang's previous life experience, it is very likely that it is the inheritance cave left by a certain master-level power in ancient times after the fall, and he found a predestined person to pass on his mantle, but Xie Shaohua and others that I can think of should also be able to think of it. The truth is certainly not as clear as that of the people in the Desert of White Wolf. Doesn't Yu Cangmen have the jade slips into the tomb?

Think again.

If Xie Shaohua gets the inheritance...

Thinking of it, Xie Shaohua completely forgot him here, accepted the inheritance with peace of mind, and then practiced in the tomb for hundreds of years.

...And he died here full of sorrow and despair. Many years later, travelers in the desert found this silver bowl, and people opened it curiously. Inside was a shriveled mummy, only the blurred things beside it. The bloody handprints showed that he had struggled painfully before his death...

Xie Weiyang was terrified.

Regardless of the flaws in it.

"Snapped!".

Accompanied by a clear and rapid cracking sound, something rushed in from the top of the silver bowl, and the unsuspecting Xie Weiyang was flipped over by the sudden gust of wind.

Then the robe had curly hair, and the hair was wrapped around his hands and feet. Xie Weiyang, who was anxious to see what happened, had to fight against his inseparable hair.

"Ayang, are you okay?" The cracked mouth of the bowl on the top of the head protruded into a face, and the young and handsome face was full of anxiety.

Xie Shaohua finally came back "Don't scare uncle!".

Who is scaring whom? ? ! !

Xie Weiyang sat on the ground with his messy hair, and returned his expressionless face.

It's already bright.

In the silver bowl, Xie Weiyang and Xie Shaohua sat face to face.The atmosphere is serious.

It was rare for Xie Shaohua to realize that he had made a mistake this time, and he didn't care about his nephew's cold face, or he was used to it.

"There is nothing in the tomb, and there was a fight with someone for nothing. It was so dark that I couldn't see anything clearly, and I don't know why."

Xie Shaohua was rather depressed, and asked again, "Why is the silver bowl broken? Who attacked?"

When he rushed back, he saw that the top of the silver bowl was broken, and his heart sank. Fortunately, Ah Yang was fine.

Xie Weiyang was taken aback: "Isn't it you?"

Xie Shaohua wondered: "No, why do you think so? I want to check, just open the magic weapon, why destroy it."

Xie Weiyang lowered his head and thought.

"Ayang, you are really getting more and more indifferent. How could you doubt uncle? Who did you learn from when you were young? Why are you so similar to your grandfather?"

Xie Shaohua was still babbling, he didn't realize that sometimes talking to Xie Weiyang was not like talking to a six-year-old child.

Xie Weiyang twitched the corner of his mouth, ignored him, and continued to think, what was that thing rushing in?

Standing up, trot to the back of the pile of magic weapons, it seems that the thing fell here.

The author has something to say:

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