Fairy Desire

"Shitou, didn't I not let you come over? Why are you disobedient again?" Meng Xiang's face was a little gloomy.

Yan Shi avoided Meng Xiang's gaze, and murmured, "Brother Meng, I...I...I'm worried about you."

"Worried about me? What have I to worry about?"

"Brother Meng, don't you really know?" Yan Shi secretly glanced at Meng Xiang.

"What do I know? Please speak clearly and don't play charades. I have to go back and buy sacrifices for the old man?"

Yan Shi saw that Meng Xiang didn't seem to be talking, so he pointed it out directly: "Brother Meng, I found something wrong here. When you were walking forward, I kept looking at you, but for some reason you suddenly disappeared. "

"I suddenly disappeared?"

Yan Shi nodded seriously: "Yes, Brother Meng. I have been watching you and you will never go wrong, but you just disappeared suddenly."

Speaking of this, Yan Shi looked at Meng Xiang with a strange look in his eyes, hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Brother Meng, are you too sad?"

"Stone, why do you say that?" Meng Xiang was a little confused about what Yan Shi wanted to say.

"Brother Meng, if you weren't too sad, how could you forget that the sacrifice is on your back?"

"The sacrificial offering is on my back?" Meng Xiang's eyes widened all of a sudden: he obviously saw the sacrificial offering shattered into powder, so why is it still on my back?But when his hand touched a big bulging package on his back, he felt as if he had been hit hard with a stick, and he was completely stunned.

The fact is as Yan Shi said, all the sacrifices including the 80-year-old Yubingyaki aged wine are in the package on his back, and they are all intact.Meng Xiang couldn't believe his eyes.

As if to make sure of something, he first looked at himself, and then looked around. Everything he saw made him feel like he was in a dream, the blood on his body, the broken clothes, and the white light around him. Countless small holes and everything disappeared, as if his near-death experience just now and everything he did had never happened.

Could it be that everything just now was his own illusion?Meng Xiang was completely confused, and with his experience and understanding, he couldn't explain everything he encountered, but he had a stupid way.

Meng Xiang handed over the sacrifice on his back to Yan Shi, and then began to examine his body, but soon he showed a strange expression: If what he experienced just now was his hallucination, the situation on him cannot be explained Now, not only his body is several times stronger than before, but also the true qi he dreamed of is actually flowing in his body, although it is still very weak, it does exist.

At this time, Meng Xiang's head was as big as a bucket, and even if he tried to crack his head, he couldn't figure out what happened to him a while ago.But fortunately, he is a person who can think freely. If he can't figure it out, he doesn't want to think about it, and he doesn't go into a dead end.

Next, Meng Xiang and Yan Shi worked together, placed the sacrifice in front of the old man's grave, then fell down and kowtowed several times.

Originally, they wanted to weed the old man's grave, but they don't know why there is no grass growing on the old man's grave.Not only that, but they also discovered that the old man's grave was not piled up with soil, but the shape was somewhat similar to the mound.

In fact, it is a whole, and there is no gap, and I don't know what it is made of. It is very hard, at least much harder than ordinary stones. They can easily crush steel, but take any small stone on the grave. The protrusions do not have the slightest way.

The two stayed in front of the old man's grave for about an hour, until they chatted with the old man while pouring the whole jar of jade ice in front of his grave one cup at a time.

Meng Xiang and Yan Shi stood up, took a deep look at the old man's grave, turned and left, and walked a long way without saying a word.

Seeing that he was about to turn the corner and could not see the old man's grave at all, for some unknown motive, Meng Xiang looked back for the last time, and it was this glance that made him see something important that he almost missed.

A scarlet letter appeared in the sky above the old man's grave: "Little boy, if you see the words I left, I congratulate you, and if you don't see the words I left, I congratulate you even more."But based on what I know about you, it is [-]% impossible for you to see the words I left behind. Maybe your life experience may be a little special, but you are indeed just a very ordinary child, and it is impossible for you to pass the test.I reckon you're freaking out the shit right now?Anyway, little boy, you can't read the words I left, and if I tell the truth, it won't hurt your self-confidence.Just in case, I mean just in case, in case you see the writing I left, and you go back and smear my pillow box with blood, it might help you, but you have to do it before careful.Well, in the end, let me say one more thing, don't try to unravel the secrets of me, that's not something human can do.Good luck, little boy.The old man never wrote.

A strange expression appeared on Meng Xiang's face, and he murmured: "Old man, you know me too well, and you don't give me face too much. But I will definitely reveal the secrets shrouded in you, and I also want to Bring you back to life, I want to drink Yubingyao with you. You promised me that as soon as I arrive, you will drink with me, you can't play tricks."

Yan Shi saw that Meng Xiang had stopped, looked back at him, and asked curiously, "Brother Meng, what were you talking about just now?"

"Shitou, you heard it wrong. I didn't say anything." Meng Xiang took a big stride and quickly passed Yan Shi.

Yan Shi looked at his back, shook his head, and muttered: "I obviously heard you talking, why didn't you say anything?"

After Meng Xiang finished his dinner, he didn't discuss the training experience of the day in a serious manner as usual. Naturally, he didn't have any experience to talk about. They were all focused on paying homage to the old man this day, and there was no training at all.

Dragging out the tin box under the bed, Meng Xiang took out the regular octagonal box that he didn't know what it was used for. He hesitated for a moment, and cut his finger with a long knife. Other ordinary knives had already done him harm. Nothing hurts anymore.

As Meng Xiang's bright red blood with a hint of yellowish luster gradually smeared on the box, its originally dark appearance began to undergo slight changes, and a hint of red slowly appeared in the black, It was not the color of his blood, but its own color, but it was stimulated by his blood to reveal its hidden color.

When he smeared the entire box with blood, it emitted a dark red light, which was more similar to the color of dried blood, and he also clearly felt a strong bloody smell.At the same time, it also faintly exudes a murderous aura, which is getting stronger and stronger, like an unrivaled monster slowly waking up.

After about a quarter of an hour, the murderous aura emanating from the box was so strong that it was suffocating.The hairs all over Meng Xiang's body stood up.If he hadn't decided that the old man would never harm him, he would have thrown it aside and avoided it.

Suddenly, all the dark red light emitted by the box converged, forming three big dark red characters about a foot above the box——War God Platform.The fonts are simple and dignified, exuding a wild and ancient atmosphere, as if they came from ancient times.

Meng Xiang looked at those three characters, just like when he saw the word "cut" on the handle of the long knife, a scene appeared in his mind: countless majestic men fighting the same number of monsters, Whether it is a big man or a monster, they all have amazing combat power. Under their hands, the mountains that don't know how many feet high are like mud, and can be easily crushed into powder.

Compared with those big mountains, the biggest mountain Meng Xiang has seen is just an inconspicuous small mound, and it can't even be called a small mound at all. The feet of those big men and monsters just push on the ground, The little bumps that formed were all taller than them.

After a fierce fight, those big men killed all the monsters, and the ground was stained blood red. In some places, there were even pools of blood like lakes. The blood belonged to the monsters, and some of the big men themselves.

At this time, a big man who looked like a leader and was almost two heads taller than him laughed happily, then took out a blood-red box from his arms, shook his hands and threw it on the ground.

As soon as it landed on the ground, the volume of the box rapidly increased, and in an instant, it reached thousands of feet in radius, and its appearance also changed a little, turning into a simple arena.Immediately afterwards, it emitted a dazzling light, like a rising sun, but the color was blood red.

Wherever the light went, the blood on the ground was attracted by it, and kept gathering towards it, and soon it was soaked in a sea of ​​blood.At this time, the big man who threw out the red box yelled at the others with unknown meaning.

Soon, a big man who was only half a head shorter than him stood up, and then jumped on the spot, like a stone blasted by a trebuchet, and fell directly on the ring, making a loud bang, shaking Human eardrums buzz.

Almost at the moment when his feet landed on the stage, a large stream of blood flew out from the sea of ​​blood outside the box, and landed directly on the ring. After a while of twisting, it turned into a human form, and then manifested its appearance. It was exactly the same as the big guy who jumped onto the ring, except that his whole body was blood red, and so were his eyes.

Seeing the red "self" appear, the big man who jumped onto the ring looked very excited, roaring and rushed over.Immediately afterwards, two identical people started fighting in the arena, and the moves they used were exactly the same. It seemed that the blood not only turned into a big man, but also inherited all his abilities .

After a lot of fighting, the deity finally tore the imitation in two after paying the price of serious injuries.And after the imitation died, it didn't turn into blood again, but turned into a red light and rushed into the body of the deity.The deity uttered an earth-shattering roar, and a red light shot straight at Xiao Han from his body, and in the red light, his aura rose steadily, and his strength almost doubled in an instant.

Afterwards, big guys jumped onto the ring one after another, some won, and some lost. The winners were like the first big guy, and their strength almost doubled in the blink of an eye, while the losers were wrapped up in imitations and turned into puddles. Bloody water flowed from the arena into the sea of ​​blood around the box.

The picture came to an abrupt end here, but the shock it brought to Meng Xiang could not be subsided for a long time. Those big guys were really violent, and they didn't hesitate to fight to the death in order to improve their strength. They were really born crazy.

Just when Meng Xiang was sighing, the words "God of War Terrace" suddenly shone brightly, and the whole room was dyed blood red, as if the room was suddenly filled with blood. Under the shining of the red light, he actually involuntarily flew towards the God of War platform, which was full of red light.