deep fog

The teenager's low, desperate sobs interrupted his deep thought.

What is it?

He was woken up by a bubble of urine, and he walked out of the wing room behind the ancestral hall without shoes on, and the cold bluestone penetrated his whole body through the soles of his feet like white beads.

Seeing the tragic situation of the ancestral hall clearly, He Huan's blood froze.

He turned his head to look at He Huan, why didn't he realize that there was still a living?The young man's chest heaved violently, and he seemed about to faint. He wanted to greet the young man a little bit, would he still hold on?Do you want to take a break.

But as soon as he moved, the weight in his hand woke him up. What he was holding was not a soft veil, but a sword, which was stained with the blood of the young people.

All of a sudden, his crazy heart returned to its normal routine. He tilted his head, teleported to the boy, and pointed his sword at him. Only then did the boy notice him.

"It's you—you—are—the Emperor of Heaven! What—people!"

He saw himself in the boy's eyes, surrounded by hatred in the boy's eyes.

I don't know what to think.He gently opened his mouth to answer: "I am the son of the Emperor of Heaven..."

His sword rested on the boy's fragile neck, and he worked hard for a long time, but his hands that did not listen to reason were still unable to cut off the boy's head.

He Xu's vagina was stained with water, the boy didn't know that he was incontinent, and was driven into chaos by hatred, losing his sanity.

He paused slightly, then withdrew his hand, and actually did something abnormal, leading the boy into the antique house.

While doing these things, he asked himself, why do he do this?

He Huan was at his mercy in a daze, let him take off his pants, let him wipe his legs carefully, he didn't know what was wrong with him, after pulling up the boy's pants, he I heard myself say like crazy: "I am Bai Wusheng, you are willing to worship me as your teacher."

Let's keep the young man by his side first, the proud son of the Emperor of Heaven is confused to make excuses for himself, the death of the He clan is weird, he always asks someone about the situation, this boy seems stubborn, he is so old, beg for mercy Appropriate, treat him as a master for two days first, wait until the child is warmed up, and then ask...

The calm heart was beating chaotically again.

The boy trembled.

He couldn't help frowning.

He Huan shook his figure and passed out.

The rain stops at night.

He Huan opened his eyes and looked at the jade tassels hanging on the bed in confusion, thinking that he might have had a terrible dream, otherwise how could he not be dead?Why didn't Bai Wusheng kill himself?

There was no light in the house, and his mother knew that he was afraid of the dark, so there was always a sliver of night pearl light.

He Xu tilted his head, the shelf where the Ye Mingzhu was placed was still there, but someone covered the Ye Mingzhu with a coat.

He Xu saw clearly that it was Bai Wusheng's coat, closed his eyes again and began to think about the situation in front of him.

Bai Wusheng wanted to kill him without trouble, could it be that he had something he wanted?shouldn't...

That is, Bai Wusheng had a problem.

"Slowly..."

A familiar and friendly sigh came out from nowhere, it was the voice of my father!

He Xu's eyes widened.

The red crystal pendant hanging on the chest emits heat.

He hurriedly took it out to look.

Sure enough, there was a hint of his father's breath, and He Xu's eyes turned red when he thought that his father was no longer there.

"Father……"

"Slow down, what I'm going to tell you next is very important, you listen carefully, you must avenge my He family!"

Not long after, the father's life completely disappeared.

He Huan lay down heavily.

I have long heard that the gods are sentient beings, but I didn't expect that the white mist's love is... me... Hahahahahahaha, He Xu laughed silently, tears flowed out, I understand.

Why does my father hate the Heavenly Emperor so much?

Because he had already figured out that the Emperor of Heaven was the one who exterminated the clan, and if he avoided it this time, the Emperor of Heaven might have a next time, and the next time, he might take action by himself and use his supernatural abilities... The He clan is at the end of its rope.

The He clan is bound to perish, but Tianliu has a glimmer of life, and he is that glimmer of life. His bloodline has been completely changed, and he doesn't know the He family's secret techniques. How can he avenge himself like this?

It can only be because... I am the love robber of Bai Wusheng!

As soon as his eyes moved, He Huan felt a little uneasy. The sound of white mist has already left, right?He hasn't avenged his blood yet, so how could he walk... When he moved, he found that his body was as heavy as if it had been filled with lead, and he lifted the quilt in a rage.

"Plop—" The unruly legs knelt limply on the ground.

He Huan fell violently, and his vision was blurry. After hearing the sound of footsteps pushing the door, he was hugged back to the bed with his arms crossed. He lay down for a while before he slowly regained his senses.

"I don't remember anything." He pretended to have lost his memory, tried his best to suppress the hatred in his eyes and asked curiously, "Where is this, and who are you?"

Bai Wusheng held a white jade bowl filled with medicinal soup in his hand, and trembled when he heard this.

"I am your master, Bai Wusheng, drink medicine."

He Suan took the spoon he handed over and was fed the bitter soup by him in mouthfuls.

Bai Wusheng prepared the medicinal soup by himself. He knew that the ingredients of this medicinal soup were gods and he didn't want to drink more. If he didn't remember anything, how bitter and difficult to swallow that bowl of medicinal soup?

Only those who have experienced the pain of genocide and the bitterness of their hearts can drink that bowl of medicine without changing their expressions like drinking water.

Bai Wusheng thought casually.

Thousands of years in the blink of an eye.

He Xu asked himself to be on the front line in the Battle of Hezhou, but he didn't want to be ambushed by the demon world. He tried his best to find out his situation. He insisted on going alone when the enemy was in front of him.

Above the main hall of Xianjing.

The Emperor of Heaven stopped him: "Do you know why I want you to kill all the gods and count as He's family?"

He asked indifferently, "Why?"

"The He family is divinely calculated, with unparalleled schemes, but you can see the will of the gods. You must have guessed that I will let you...but you don't hide or run away. Now I think it's because He Suan has already figured out the variable."

He knew that his identity was different, so he couldn't help but remain silent.

I heard the Emperor of Heaven continue to narrate: "I know that as the Emperor of Heaven, I can't order you, but if I beg you not to go as a father."

He raised his eyes and raised his eyelids, and asked in an extremely subtle tone: "If it was the queen mother, would you go?"

The Heavenly Emperor's gaze instantly gouged him out like a knife, and after a while, he withdrew his gaze and sighed silently.

"You go, child..."

Bai Wusheng didn't look back.

Fighting alone, seeing He Huan is already at the end of his battle. He Huan was very happy to see him, and hugged him happily. Speaking of which, it was the first time that He Huan sincerely took the initiative to hug him. He was so happy before it was too late. He inserted the God-killing Sword into his heart inch by inch.

He had never been in such pain, but in order to prevent He Huan from seeing how much pain he was in, his smile remained unchanged, and he lowered his head and pressed his lips lightly on He Huan's.

It's good, no more heartache for such a heartless little thing, he thought at last, plunged into darkness.

Fu Shen, to be more precise, was the sound of the white mist, slowly opened his eyes in the blue light cluster, and then absorbed all the cold blue light cluster bit by bit.

Kyoto.

The man standing under the tree in dismay is really eye-catching. Although the snow is not heavy, bits and pieces of snow will fall to his shoulders and pile up after standing for a long time.

The girls were blushing and wanted to give umbrellas to the good-looking young man, but the man leaned on the tree trunk in a daze, so one after another the girls failed to deliver an umbrella, and the air was full of regret.

Suddenly a young man appeared from behind the tree, this young man appeared very abruptly, but people were stimulated by his glamorous face, their breath stopped for an instant, and they forgot his weirdness.

It was Fu Shen who came, and he held up an umbrella to protect He Huan who had been stunned for an unknown amount of time.

He Xu turned his head to stare at Fu Shen, and naturally discovered something more about Fu Shen, such as the breath of the ice technique of the white mist, and smiled, "How did you escape?"

"He wanted to take it away, and then I backfired."

Fu Shen didn't say who he was referring to, and He Xu didn't even ask.

Fu Shen was stabbed by He Huan at that time. Although "Bai Wu Sheng" was exhausted from fighting He Huan, after all, who is Bai Wu Sheng? Can He Xu not be clear?

He Xu lowered his eyelids, with a smile on his lips, and said: "You worked hard, killing him... It's for me to get rid of the hatred in my heart. You are my benefactor, but fortunately my benefactor survived gone."

Fu Shen couldn't understand He Huan's meaning very well.

He Xu couldn't let go of Bai Wusheng's extermination of the He clan in the past. He hated Bai Wusheng and wanted to forgive Bai Wusheng, but he couldn't let go of those things. Bai Wusheng's whole body belonged to the He clan. blood...

He Suan didn't allow "White Fog" to be revived, he didn't allow himself to get entangled with his enemy, he had to kill him.

Now Bai Wusheng came alive, unless it was in Fu Shen's name.

He laughed silently. Although He Xu refused to admit it, he was really reluctant to kill him again.

He stretched out his hand and handed He Huan a candied haws. When He Huan was in a daze just now, he was staring at the stall selling candied haws, so he bought one.

He Xu smiled, but didn't answer: "I don't like this, you can eat it."

Fu Shen stared at He Huan suspiciously, as if he was about to eat the candied haws.

He Huan stared at Fu Shen fiercely with burning eyes.

He really doesn't like candied haws, but Bai Wusheng likes to buy them for him... probably because he thinks he grew up in the mortal world, so he's used to eating them... Maybe it's because Bai Wusheng thinks it's delicious...