In a simple archery training field, dozens of children were holding black bows made of deer tendons and shooting arrows one after another at the target. Although most of them were only six or seven years old, their archery skills were quite mature. Not only that, their skin was dark, which was the color of being immersed in the sun and sweat for a long time. When pulling the bow, the blood vessels on their arms also raised and gurgled like bulls. All signs indicate that their physical strength has exceeded their actual age.

One of the children with thick eyebrows and big eyes took out a sharp arrow, stretched the bow until the full moon and shot it out. With a "swoosh", the sharp arrow cut the air and stabbed the bull's eye made of wood at a lightning speed. The whole process went smoothly and was completed in one go.

Three points! Looking at the arrow feathers that were still trembling slightly, the child frowned, as if he was not very satisfied with the effect of the arrow. So he took out a second one

"Junior Brother Fu, if Senior Sister knew that we were killing each other, she would definitely be heartbroken. I know you have her in your heart, and you don't want to see her sad, right?"

"Yes, Senior Sister Yi will not be able to stand it." Fu Xingyun murmured to himself. "But..." His sharp palm gently waved, and a bright red appeared on Xiao Yi's fair neck. The next moment, the bright red disappeared, and her neck returned to the same as before, but...

"Junior Brother Fu, you've finally started!" She showed a sad smile, like a forest of maple leaves burning in the sunset.

"Senior Sister Yi..." Looking at her increasingly paler face, Fu Xingyun's heart was bleeding. She was not someone else, but his senior sister. He recalled her sweet smile when she first met, and her caring eyes when she was injured during the competition. He remembered a lot.

"Why is this happening!" Fu Xingyun was in great pain. "Sister Yi, why did we reach this point today!"

"Haha..." Xiaoyi, who was dying, smiled slightly. "Junior Brother Fu, live well." She did not answer him positively, but just let him live well.

Are they enemies? It seems! Are they friends? It seems so! Why are they both friends and enemies? How complicated is this world?

Living well, he recalled the words of uncle before his death, Xingyun, no matter what happens in the future, live well! Living well is actually a very difficult thing.

"Sister Yi, will you blame me?" He held her cold palm.

"Junior Brother Fu, I said that no matter what happens, you are my good junior brother!" Her eyes began to dissipate, her body began to stiffen, and she was not long after. "Junior Brother Fu, take good care of Senior Sister Yi. She is crazy, lazy, unprofitable, and needs someone to take care of her..." The voice stopped abruptly, and she left without finishing her words.

"Senior Sister Yi, Senior Sister Yi..." He called out loudly, but unfortunately, he could no longer respond. "Sorry, Senior Sister Yi, I'm sorry... I don't want to kill you, but I can't stop killing you." In life, there are too many forced things, just like Xiao Yi had to bring him.

Does she hate him? Yes, there will always be a little bit, just as if he really died, he will also resent her. But she can understand him, just as he can understand her. They are the case after all!

After a long time, he burned everyone.

The outside world was already in a panic. Three sects and four factions launched a carpet-style search and tried their best to capture the old man of Nascent Soul and his accomplices. The old man had been in charge for hundreds of years, and the forces he had cultivated were complicated. Every day, people were taken to the Execution Hall to cramp and refine bones, so they could not come out alive. After the war, the western frontier ushered in the darkest period.

However, except for the dead, the old man never appeared again. "Look for it, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find him!" The three ancestors were furious. No one knew that he was actually dead, and the war demon who spent his whole life sealing had transitioned into Fu Xingyun's body. In other words, Fu Xingyun was the person they were looking for.

Although he escaped by luck, the crisis was not resolved, and the fire could not be kept in the way. Sooner or later, things would be exposed. "What should I do?" No one could give him guidance, and he could only rely on his own to explore everything. He lived in panic in uneasiness.

He had a dream, dreaming that he came to a strange space, where chariots, blades, drums and many flat-cut Tiangang stones floated in the air. It was very strange. These stones were obviously weighing thousands of pounds, but they looked as light as wild feathers. The ground under his feet was already full of holes, and thousands of deep ravines were like cliffs that stretched thousands of miles apart. Anyone would be surprised to see such a strange phenomenon for the first time. But... "Why do I feel familiar?" he murmured to himself.

Suddenly, the Tiangang stones from all directions slowly moved in the same direction at the same time. "What happened?" He stepped on the huge rock and jumped towards the moving place. Soon, at the end of the space, he saw a vortex, like a black hole swallowing flowing water at the bottom of a pond. The vortex was sucking stones one after another into it.

"What is behind the vortex?" He was very curious, so he released his spiritual sense and extended towards the vortex.

Blood! The flowing blood has become a river, and the piles of corpses have become mountains. However, this is not the most terrifying. In the evil aura of the sky, he saw a huge eye.

"You are finally here!" He shivered like a mountain collapse, like a tsunami.

Who was talking? He woke up in shock, and only after he woke up found that he was sweating profusely. "What a strange dream!" He gasped heavily, but it seemed something was wrong. Why did the chest hurt slightly? He lifted his clothes and looked at it, and immediately showed an incredible expression. An eyeball appeared under his skin. Only then did he realize that the dream just now was definitely not ordinary.

You finally came! He remembered the sentence he heard in his dream. "Is that monster said it?"

He pressed his chest tightly with his palm, which was the place where the war demon fog was sealed. "Has it woke up? The war demon came to destroy the world. What did the old man want to do if he imprisoned it in his body? Could it be that he could really use its power to turn into a baby into a god!"

There was a monster hidden in his body. Is this a blessing or a disaster? The more he thought about it, he became more and more irritable. He slapped the stone bed with a "boom", and most of the stone bed collapsed. He looked at his palm in horror. "I shouldn't have done this!" If it were before, he would definitely not be so out of control!

He was upset and suddenly felt so thirsty. He drank all the water in the teapot and was still useless. His throat was as dry as fire. He remembered that there was a spring in the Smoke Demon Mountains, so he came to the mountain spring as fast as possible. Countless years of accumulation made the spring form a clear small pool.

He bent down, opened his mouth and drank desperately, and the sound of gurgling continued to sound. Soon, he drank the entire pool, but still felt thirsty.

"What's going on? Something went wrong!" He knew in his heart that this was not a normal state. No one needed so much water. Moreover, the water he drank seemed to evaporate and did not put any load on his body.

The drop in the bucket of water, the thirst from his throat hit again, and he felt like he was feeling uncomfortable. "You can't go on like this!" He tried to control this inexplicable emotion, but it was useless, like an erupting earth fire, the more it suppressed it, the more it rebounded.

He punched the spring, and suddenly, the underground spring water gushed out, and he continued to drink, drink and drink until the spring was exhausted. How much had he drunk? He didn't know, he only knew that he still wanted to drink!

A volley wolf broke into his sight, and out of some subconscious call, he subdued it as fast as possible. Looking at the wriggling blood vessels on the demon wolf's neck, he showed a greedy and excited expression.

The next moment, he made an unexpected move. He opened his mouth and bit the demon wolf's artery. When his teeth touched the warm blood vessels, he suddenly woke up. It turned out that what he wanted to drink was not water, but blood! "I am a human, not a bloodthirsty demon, how could this happen!" He roared, and the bloodthirsty impulse in his body was still there. In order to vent, he used his head to hit the rock. For a moment, there was a rumbling sound.

"Even if I die, I won't drink even half a drop!" His throat began to crack. He covered the wound with his hands to prevent it from spreading deeper and farther away. His eyes were red, like a crazy beast, but he always kept a clear mind in his mind. Half an hour later, his restlessness finally calmed down, and he dragged his tired body back to the cave.

If this was just a chance, with his super perseverance, he could overcome the difficulties, but three days later, the bloodthirsty ** made a comeback, and its momentum was several times more violent than the first time. This was a kind of pain that was even more unbearable than the sword mountain and sea of ​​swords. He curled up on the stone bed like a wounded little beast, trembling. "I am a human! Not a bloodthirsty demon!" He kept reminding himself.

Some red lines cannot be crossed. Once they cross, they will be doomed. After a day, the ** will fade away and he survived again!

"What should I do?" It was the second time. He believed that there would be a third or fourth time. Can I still stay awake? He was not sure. In fact, this time he had exhausted all his strength.

He stayed in the door, and the liquidation of the outside world was not over, but became more and more intense. The ancestors, who would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than letting go, tortured and questioned all the suspicious people. The western front was wailing everywhere, but the old man of Nascent Soul always disappeared.

Fu Xingyun felt at ease with such a big fanfare, which shows that the death of the old man Nascent Soul was not known to the outside world. Until one day, everything disappeared, and the three sects and four sects did not arrest anyone for the Examination Hall for interrogation, and no news came out, which made him vaguely worried. "Did they have found the clue?"

With a keen intuition about danger, he began to plan his future path. "If you want to survive, you have to fly away before things are completely exposed!"

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