I heard you've been trying to fight me

The setting sun is like blood, and there are many strange rocks.

"Hula la." Dark bats rushed out from the cracks in the stone.

Several strange shadows rushed towards them suddenly, and after a few breaths, the stone forest returned to silence, only the smell of blood permeated silently.

The chaotic team rushed into the stone forest from the desert. The leader was a handsome man with two sharp claws on the blue snake tail dragging on his lower body.Those who followed him were all half-human and half-beast.

As if seeing a savior, all the hidden people came out and knelt down in front of the man: "Lord of the mountain!"

"Cough." The man swallowed his blood, "How about the casualties?"

The white tiger-shaped figure came out: "To the mountain lord, the egg cocoon is intact, and one-third of the adult is lost, and the cub... the cub..."

"Say!"

"All dead!"

The pupils of the man's eyes narrowed sharply, his upper body approached the white tiger and strangled his neck: "You guys ate all of them?"

"Heh...heh...ho."

The white tiger's eyes were bulging, but he didn't dare to struggle at all. The people kneeling on the ground with strange shapes trembled all over.

The sky suddenly darkened and the light disappeared.

The man let go of his hand and turned around, seeing those people covering the sky in the distance, his face was very ugly: "Grease of the bone!"

The train that had followed the man earlier regrouped in a disciplined manner.

But in a moment, those people approached.

"The lord of Kanshan, Fu Yanyang? Heh, the lost dog!"

"Zheng!" The sword light exploded in the sky, and the crowd solemnly saluted forward: "I have seen the fairy master."

The one who blocked Fu Yanyang's attack with his sword was a man in red, Xiao Su was dignified, handsome and unruly.

Fu Yanyang squinted his eyes and looked up at him, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth vigorously: "Yin Guo, take care of your dog."

"Tsk..." The man in red sneered, "What others said is also true."

Fu Yanyang's face was distorted, the corners of his eyes were elongated, and the blue scales spread all over his body: "Surround but not kill, it seems that you want to drive me into the wild sea!"

The people in the sky were eager to try. Looking at the completely demonized Fu Yanyang, Yin Guo licked his teeth, trying to restrain the boundless killing intent in his heart, and said: "When the time comes, there will be no flesh and blood from outsiders, and you will kill each other in the mountains. longer."

Dark lights rose everywhere, and a black vortex quietly appeared in the depths of the stone forest.

Everyone in Kanshan is so fascinated, this is the entrance to the deserted sea!That is the place where gods and ghosts howl!

Yin Guo fell to the ground, dragging the long sword on the ground.With a smile on his lips, he approached the stone forest step by step: "Are you going to die together, or, roll in and just survive."

The people in the stone forest didn't hesitate, they scrambled and fled backwards, this Shura kills the god!

Looking at Yin Guo who was getting closer, he could smell the fishy smell on his bloody clothes.Fu Yanyang's eyes were filled with emotions, and the subordinates behind him kept begging desperately, raised their heads and let out a dragon's chant, and in an instant, the wind blew up and the rocks were thrown into the air.

"Yin Guo, you will definitely regret it!"

Seeing all the people in Kanshan disappear into the whirlpool, Yin Guo lowered his eyes and touched the hilt of his sword.

"Fu Yanyang, I'm waiting for the day when I can kill you with my own hands."

In the first year of the new calendar, the fairy lord Yin Guo led the alliance between the human race and the demon race, destroyed Li Yang, sealed the Jianmen, and expelled Kanshan.

The realm of sealing spirits was reopened, so far, the three-legged confrontation ended, and the ten ways of the world ushered in the contention of a hundred schools of thought.

80 years later.

"Selling flowers—"

The girl's charming yelling, occasionally accompanied by a few chirping birdsong, it sounds like the spring is just right outside the window.

Spring... what is spring.

His bony hands stuck out of the bed curtain, revealing round and pale fingertips.

The man slowly sat up from the bed, his black hair cascading down to his waist.

I... what am I.

Sitting quietly on the bed, he stared at the quilt covering his body.Something seemed to be touched in his mind, and he recognized that the pattern embroidered with silk thread of the same color was Lian Li Zhi.

The ground is willing to be Lianlizhi's Lianlizhi.

He lifted the quilt and got off the bed, and the man slowly put on the shoes beside the bed.

After sitting on the edge of the bed for a long time, the seemingly rigid mind gradually recovered.Looking around the room, there is a dresser next to the bed.

The man stood up, the first step was very stiff, the second step finally stood firm, and the third step started to walk freely.

The mirror on the dressing table reflected a figure.

Very handsome, calm and handsome, like a green tree blown by the breeze.

Is this me, the man thought lightly, but, who am I...

It seemed that when he saw or touched something, he would conjure up a perception of it in his mind.

His knuckles lightly tapped the table, the man pondered.

It feels like... I forgot something very important.

"Is it amnesia..." He muttered to himself, "What did you forget..."

There is a patio outside the corridor of the room, and lively sounds are constantly coming from below.

The waiter looked in surprise at the man who suddenly opened the door, and almost dropped the tray in his hand.

When did people live in the Tianzifang?I have never heard of it these two days!

When the man stepped out of the room, he quickly shrank aside with the plate in his arms. This man was quite scary with a straight face.

The man who was walking slowly stopped.

"What's this."

Hearing the sound suddenly, the waiter who was about to stick to the wall was stunned, he raised his eyes quietly, this person is...asking himself?

The brain is activated, and the usual training is immediately displayed.

"Zhiweilou's signature drunken duck, the wine is drunk with flower branches, the duck is wild goose head green, as for the ingredients, it is a must..."

The man quietly listened to the eloquent introduction, and after a full cup of tea, the waiter finally finished his speech.This is the first time he has finished speaking!It was interrupted every time before.

"Oh, give me a pot of flowers and branches to get drunk."

"Ah? Erh." The waiter was stunned: "Guest officer, what do you want?"

"Flower branch drunk."

Shut up the waiter, Mr. Storyteller said that little people die from talking too much.

The man followed the waiter to the lobby: Hua Zhizui, very...familiar.

Arrange the men to sit in a clean place in the lobby, and the waiter quickly went to the back kitchen, specially emphasizing that the guests in the Tianzi room want to get drunk with flowers and branches, the key point is not to mix it with water!

The shopkeeper who was patrolling the back kitchen was stunned when he heard it.

"Wait, wait!" He called to the waiter: "Tianzi room? There is no one living in the Tianzi room!"

"Ah?" The waiter stopped in his tracks: "But I saw with my own eyes which young master came out of the Tianzifang."

"Young Master?" The shopkeeper asked suspiciously, "You know him?"

"I don't know." The waiter said weakly.

The shopkeeper rolled his eyes: "Take me to have a look. There is no one living in the word room these two days. Don't let someone sneak in to take advantage of it."

The waiter was silent. Although he didn't think that person was taking advantage at all, he didn't dare to argue with the shopkeeper.

The voice in the lobby became smaller and smaller, and everyone was winking at each other, secretly looking at the man with disheveled hair sitting there.

It is said that when the green mountains are covered with snow, no one in the world will wear white clothes.

How many years, this is the first time I see someone wearing white clothes except for the funeral!

The man in white was surrounded by eyes, bright or dark, and there was a strange excitement in the lobby.

When the shopkeeper opened the curtain and saw the man pointed at by the waiter, his heart skipped a beat. This man is wearing mourning clothes, is he here to mess things up?

After hesitating for a while, the shopkeeper decided to look at the account book first, he was afraid that he had made a mistake.If you really came here to find fault on purpose, you can't let it go.

As soon as he entered the counter, the account book turned automatically without wind, and he turned to the registration office of the Tianzihao Room before stopping. There was an invisible pen, and he wrote his name there stroke by stroke.

why...

The momentum is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and when the pen is written, the iron draws a silver hook.

The scene was very strange.

The ink was slowly drying, and the shopkeeper who stared at the ledger finally calmed down.He wiped his face vigorously, rushed to the lobby with short legs, slammed the ledger onto the table, pointed at the man in white and scolded: "Cultivating immortals must obey the rules! Can cultivating immortals not pay the rent?"

The man's hand holding the teacup was startled, and he looked up at the angry fat old man in front of him, feeling a little pleasantly surprised.

"Do you know who I am."

However, this sentence, paired with the man's indifferent expression, completely angered the shopkeeper.

"I don't care who you are! The fairy master has stipulated that cultivators must not violate the rules of the secular world!"

"Immortal... Lord?"

The other people in the lobby were very excited. This shopkeeper is indeed famous for asking for money, and it seems that he really has a backer.

Although the current immortal cultivators are very well-behaved, who would dare to mess with ordinary people?Don't they have few ways to kill people secretly?

The shopkeeper sneered: "That's right, Immortal Master He, the Immortal Lord hates unruly cultivators the most."

"what?"

"He Zhihe Xianchang!" The shopkeeper was almost furious: "You dare to write it, but you dare not admit it?"

He Zhi, this name struck the man's mind like a thunderbolt, He Zhi, He Zhi, yes, yes.

My name is He Zhi... How could I forget, what about the others?What is my name? What about the others?

Can't remember, still can't remember, He Zhi pressed his eyebrows tightly with his left hand, and grabbed his heart with his right hand.

He lowered his head and panted, his black hair fell down to cover his cheeks, and he had an illusory fragility like melting ice and snow.

It seemed painful to see him, and the others became even more curious and began to talk about it.

"What's wrong with this?"

"Could it be that someone died of him? If he can't accept it, then..."

"Hey, it's possible, no wonder you're wearing white clothes."

"It looks so good, what a pity."

"It's a pity, I heard that in the past, everything was good-looking."

"Yeah, to be honest, it's still as reliable as our ugly ones."

When the two girls at the speaking table heard the last sentence, they looked at each other and laughed together: "You don't need to be reliable, just look good."

However, good-looking is useless to the shopkeeper. He stood next to He Zhi and didn't even respond to shouting a few times. He frowned and stretched out his hand to push him.

As soon as he touched the corner of the clothes, a strong electric current rushed into the body along the fingertips, and the people around saw the shopkeeper suddenly withdraw his fingers, his expression was angry at first, and then his expression changed suddenly, as if he was very frightened.

Everyone was silent, could it be that the elder was angry?

The shopkeeper standing there performing a face-changing show suddenly softened his waist.

"He... He Xianchang..." The shopkeeper laughed together: "Look, why don't you tell me that you are unwell. The wine will be served immediately. The villain offended you, take it slowly, take it slowly."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for a response, he took a few steps back with hands and feet, and returned to the counter in a daze.

Others are curious, what's wrong?