The sunset is setting, the sunset is like the fire burning the sky, and the geese fly south, adding a bit of vivid and beautiful scenery to the dusk painting. On the courtyard wall of the "Zhen Pharmaceutical House", the crazy laughter is deafening, like the thunder in the sky, which makes the geese in the sky suddenly disperse.

After Mu Wutian laughed happily, he said with a strange smile: "Old dog, I heard that your master disappeared. Could it be that he was silently killed because of too many enemies, right?"

Old dog?

The hunchbacked old man narrowed his eyes slightly. Although the cold light flashed in his eyes, he did not say anything. He knew very well the origin of Mu Wutian. With his cultivation strength, he was no match for Mu Wutian at all. Even the two old men around Mu Wutian also brought him a great sense of threat.

Life and death, humiliation.

The hunchbacked old man doesn't care!

But he cared about Ye Tong, who was at a critical moment!

"Coward..."

Mu Wutian hummed a cold air in his nostrils and said in a singular way: "At that time, the poisonous old demon flooded my Bigu Island, and then sprinkled a handful of intestinal medicines to destroy my hundred-acre medicine garden. Today, I burned his poisonous old demon's nest and destroyed his livelihood. Do you have any objections?"

The hunchbacked old man's face changed drastically, and his whole body burst out with a decisive aura.

If the house is destroyed, destroy it!

but!

Even if he dies, he must protect the little master.

The hunchbacked old man's mind appeared in the little master's previous care.

The poisonous demon Huo Lanqiu has a vicious personality and is violent. He always feels bad and either beats or scolds him. Every time the little master is by his side, he will protect him. Even if the final result is to be beaten and scolded for him, he is subjected to Huo Lanqiu's even more fierce poison experiment.

The hunchbacked old man had no relatives, and even Huo Lanqiu who had followed him for decades did not make him feel at all close.

However!

The little master is different.

His appearance, his concern, and the torture he suffered for himself in the past made him feel warm in his heart and made him believe that he had the only relative in this life.

Mu Wutian showed a contemptuous look, and when he turned around, a beautiful blue and white porcelain vase was grabbed by him. As the bottle plug opened, a series of medicinal liquid as thick as a silver needle shot towards the various parts of the courtyard. At the same time, Mu Wutian's fingers flew, and a piece of phosphorus powder flew.

"boom……"

When the medicine liquid touched the phosphorus powder, the flames suddenly burst out, like surging flame tides, spreading rapidly, instantly igniting the building where the medicine liquid fell.

Everyone in the courtyard.

He was trapped in the sea of ​​fire.

Zhang Zhongying was in a bad mood and was very bad. When she came here today, she was first humiliated by Ye Tong and shocked by the hunchbacked old man. Now, the few people who appeared inexplicably regarded her as an ant and trapped her in the fire.

Zhang Zhongying was extremely embarrassed and annoyed.

Although she felt that Mu Wutian was not a good person, she still couldn't help but feel frustrated in her heart and scolded her angrily: "Old guy, arson is a very serious crime. Aren't you afraid of Hanshan City's law sanctions?"

Old guy?

Mu Wutian's eyes twitched, and the moment his arm was swung out, a loud slap sounded. This palm pulled Zhang Zhongying seven or eight meters away, and slammed heavily at the foot of the yard wall. Zhang Zhongying's well-maintained cheek showed bright red palm prints, and blood was spilled out of the corners of her mouth.

"Silly child, use the law to threaten me? Humph...that thing is bullshit in my eyes."

Zhang Pinshou's face was gloomy, but he did not act rashly. He looked at the girl in Qingcheng, but found that the girl in Qingcheng shook her head silently.

Mu Wutian sneered, turned to look at the hunchbacked old man, and said in a deep voice: "I don't care whether Old Demon Huo is life or death, nor whether he is playing conspiracy or not. In short, I'm angry hahahaha..."

Amid a burst of crazy laughter, Mu Wutian and the other two old men suddenly left.

The hunchbacked old man narrowed his eyes slightly, but he felt relieved in his heart.

There are all kinds of things in the world, and there are causes and results.

The cause planted by the master at that time is the fruit of being humiliated today.

If you are not as skilled as others, you can only endure it.

The hunchbacked old man looked at Zhang Zhongying who was struggling to get up from the corner of the wall indifferently, sighed in his heart, and turned around and rushed towards the side courtyard. The fire became bigger and bigger, and it was too late to put out the fire. What he wanted to do was to ensure the safety of Ye Tong in the side courtyard.

"Father……"

Zhang Zhongying's eyes were full of resentment, but as soon as she said that, she was stopped by Zhang Pinshou's stern eyes.

The beautiful girl sighed softly and shook her head at Zhang Zhongying. A pleasant voice sounded: "Mu Wutian, the old monster Yin and Yang, is a strong man at the top of the food chain of the Tianwang Empire. It is rumored that he has broken through the innate realm. This person is both righteous and evil in his behavior. He has lived in Bigu Island in the South China Sea for a long time. If he wants, he can kill the Zhang clan in half a quarter of an hour; if he wants, he can destroy the entire Hanshan City in one day."

"What?!" Zhang Zhongying's expression changed wildly when she heard this, her body trembled. She seemed to have thunder roaring in her heart, and she felt deeply regretful, and her heart was surging like a tide, filling her heart.

She knew the background and character of the beautiful girl, so she would not doubt her words at all. She dared to speak rudely in such a terrifying existence. He was probably lucky if he didn't kill him?

The blazing flames are getting stronger and stronger.

In the side courtyard house, Ye Tong, who was cross-legged in the stone bucket, suffered severe pain. His mind followed the running route of "Sweeping the Marrow and Poisonous Sutra", controlled the wisp of true energy in the meridians and slowly flowed.

now.

His body, whether it is muscles, tendons, veins, bones, or internal organs, is covered with gray-black substances. This substance contains highly toxicity. This toxin is eroding his body and destroying his physiological functions at all times.

Every pore on Ye Tong's body was stretched out, and the viscous dark green venom contained extremely strong toxicity. It drilled into his stretched pores, and a thread, like a weaving net, spreading layer by layer, covering it layer by layer.

The severe pain is gradually reducing.

The toxins of the venomous venom seem to have a washing effect, and the gray-black substances become less and less as time goes by. The physiological functions in the body of the Ye Tong also begin to slowly repair themselves.

high temperature.

From all directions, the house was like a steamer. The sparks gradually became like a prairie fire. Even if a bucket of cold and bone-blowing well water was poured, it could only slow down the fire. The purple coffin hanging on the roof beam fell down because the rope burned, and fell on the top of the head of the Ye Tong in the stone bucket.

A wisp of blood.

It slid down Ye Tong's face and dripped into the medicine liquid. In just a few breaths, a trace of blood melted into the purple coffin at the bottom of the barrel, causing the purple coffin to suddenly burst out with two dazzling lights of black and white, entangled in black and white, like two ferocious beasts fighting in the most primitive posture.

"puff……"

Ye Tong was hit by the falling purple coffin on his head, and he suddenly felt his soul swaying. The ball of light that had been suppressed for ten years in his consciousness seemed to be subjected to some kind of summoning and expanding at an extremely rapid trend.

"Bang..."

It was like the sound of an eggshell shattering, but it was like thunder roaring in Ye Tong's mind.

As the light bursts out, the flowing water-like pictures and various strange words gather into a river, forming a river, and finally flow into the sea of ​​consciousness, entangled with his memory, and merged with...

Time passes.

Zhen Pharmaceutical House was burning into ruins in the fires all over the sky, and the smell of burnt was surging in the high temperature. The hunchbacked old man, who was in a mess, stared at the boy sitting cross-legged in the stone bucket in the side room where the flames were extinguished.

After a long time.

The hunchbacked old man turned his head slowly, his eyes fell on the beautiful girl. A look of gratitude flashed in his muddy eyes. He nodded and said, "Thank you for your help, what do you call a girl?"

"Mu Qianlan."

Although the beautiful girl looked a little embarrassed, and her face was even more blackened by fireworks, she smiled warmly as spring. Her eyes, which looked like stars, looked at Ye Tong in the side room and asked, "Is his body ill?"

"fine."

The hunchbacked old man did not deny or agree.

Mu Qianlan saw that the hunchbacked old man was unwilling to talk about this topic in depth, nor did he want to force others to do so. She glanced at the far outside the yard and saw Zhang Pinchao and Zhang Zhongying who were staying outside the yard and did not help put out the fire. She suppressed a trace of disappointment in her heart and changed the subject: "Can you always solve my doubts? Why did the old Yin-Yang monster Mu Wutian suddenly appear? But he only set the fire and retreated directly?"

The hunchbacked old man asked, "You want to ask why he didn't kill us directly, but just set a fire and left? Haha... he was afraid!"

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of the old slave's master..."

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time.

It seems as if in the blink of an eye, it seems that countless epochs flow.

This... is Ye Tong's most unreal feeling.

The picture in his mind was finally frozen in one day in his memory. It was deep in the mountains that stretched for thousands of miles, with mountains and rivers, tigers roaring, apes roaring, dragons entrenched, and cracks of hundreds of feet of blue sky slowly closed.

Eyelashes shaking.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a look of joy and sorrow appeared on his pale and beautiful face, which looked particularly strange. A language different from this world floated out from the cracks of his lips that were lightly opened:

"I am……"

"Ye Tian..."

"Mai God's Eye..."

"Broken void..."

"Since that's the case, I'll do Ye Tong first!"

The fusion of memory is dominated by Ye Tian, ​​but Ye Tong's young man's mind and nature have been preserved for some reason.

This is a new world, a world of cultivation that is millions of times more exciting than the earth, so he needs to rebirth with Ye Tong's identity and step into this world.

After a long time.

He raised his arms gently, and between his palms was the purple coffin that fell into the medicine liquid. As his fingers gently rubbed on it, the black and white streaming light lingering on it drilled into his palm, and then as if he had a clear goal, he easily drilled into his sea of ​​consciousness. In the end, the white light was combined into one, forming a book.

The book is divided into four pages, divided into two colors, the upper two pages are white, and the lower two pages are black.
To be continued...