Fantasy: First Day Of Wedding, Reward Supreme Bone

Returning the same way, when we saw the village where we once stayed, the excitement and fireworks were gone.

Mountains of corpses, seas of blood, mountains of corpses.

This village was no exception and suffered a bloodbath.

Standing outside the newly married villager, looking at the scene in the small courtyard, the old woodcutter was stunned for a while.

He was almost dull and his eyes were dull.

Many people died in the yard, and scarlet blood flowed all over the ground.

The middle-aged man, who had little education and called the old man chopping firewood an old beggar, had only one head left lying in the blood.

The newly married woman, who was not considered beautiful but had a happy and shy smile on her face, turned into a cold corpse at this moment, her pupils were slightly open, and her face was full of fear.

Outside the courtyard, the breeze was blowing slowly, and the smell of blood was blowing in the face. The red lanterns were still hanging high, but they looked so dazzling in the night.

"Susu."

There seemed to be some movement in the distance.

The sluggish old woodcutter suddenly came to his senses and rushed into the room.

Under the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, there were several children hidden. Some were suffocated to death and their faces were pale. However, there was a little girl who survived and looked at everything in a daze.

"Little girl, come here, grandpa hugs you."

The old man chopping firewood tried his best to show a kind smile.

This little girl is also the two or three-year-old girl before.

At this moment, she no longer had that innocent look. She was almost dull, like a petrified little sculpture.

The old man chopping firewood picked up the little girl and sat down on his shoulders.

Only then did the little girl react and murmured in a low voice: "Grandpa."

These two words made the old man chopping firewood feel like he was struck by lightning.

"Damn it, damn it..."

At this moment, the old man looked like a crazy old beast, roaring hoarsely and cursing loudly. His eyes were red, and there were tears rolling down his old cheeks.

"From now on, grandpa will be Niu Niu's relative. Follow grandpa back to the mountain, follow grandpa back to the mountain..."

The old man was sad and lonely. He held the little girl on his shoulders and walked toward the mountain without saying a word. He held the little girl's hand and did not let go all the way.

Holding tightly.

.........

Two days in a row.

Qin Yun never saw the old man chopping firewood again.

It wasn't until the third day that the old man showed up and took the girl with him.

When he saw the old man again, Qin Yun was surprised to find that the old man's vicissitudes of life actually shone with sharp light at this moment, revealing his sharp edge.

"Okay, stop pretending, I will tell you a secret today, ancestor, I am actually a saint."

The old man chopping firewood stood in front of Qin Yun and said this.

He was high-spirited, and his old cheeks were filled with a proud look that had never been seen before.

Thousands of years of suffering, and thousands of years of forbearance, all seem to be spewed out at this moment, and the air of despondency is gone, as if he is hundreds of years younger.

After speaking, the old man looked at Qin Yun's expression quietly.

However, he unexpectedly discovered that Qin Yun was so calm and indifferent, which made him stunned on the spot.

He is a saint.

In the old man's opinion, when he told this secret, it must be shocking and shocking to the kid's jaw. How could he be so indifferent?

"You don't know what a saint is, do you?"

The old man was a little embarrassed.

There is a kind of female monkey in heat, raising her buttocks to seduce, but it seduce a lonely embarrassment.

Deliberately pretending to be cool, who would have thought that this kid in front of me is ignorant!

"Do you want to take action for a mortal?" Qin Yun did not respond to the old man's words, but asked like this. The old man showed his true state, and naturally there was no reason.

"yes."

The old man's response was decisive and straightforward.

"Ancestor, I was born and lived on this land. I have been enduring it for thousands of years, but today I don't want to endure it anymore. I don't want to endure it at all."

"I was born in this world, my cultivation originated from this world, and then I returned to this world."

The old man chopping firewood said this, his eyes were full of sharpness and sharpness!

"Didn't you say that the formation was arranged by the Demon Race Ancient Saint? Are you sure you can solve the mortal crisis?" Qin Yun said, his expression always calm.

The old man chopping firewood shook his head: "No."

"But, so what, it's just a matter of death. I want to kill, and kill hard!"

The old man's eyes were blazing, filled with hatred.

At this moment, his aura could no longer be hidden, and the terrifying Holy Dao cultivation exploded, causing terrifying fluctuations in the world.

His rickety body became majestic, and his linen clothes were replaced by white clothes.

High-spirited, white clothes beat the snow, majestic and straight, so unparalleled.

Even the rusty, broken ax with a missing edge showed its sharpness at this moment. With a hiss, it came from the sky and landed in the old man's hand.

"Boy, ancestor, I will probably never return from this trip. There is only one thing that I can't let go of. If you and I meet, you can't refuse me."

"I will take good care of little Niuniu for my ancestor and treat her as my ancestor's descendant."

The old man is now going to die, knowing that he will never return, but this little girl is the only one he can't let go of.

After he finished speaking, he went up to the sky, rushed up to a rock cliff, and picked many wild dates.

"Niuniu, can you call me grandpa again?" The old man looked at the little girl tenderly and squatted in front of her, full of kindness.

"Grandpa." The girl's voice was crisp and clean.

The old man who cut firewood smiled happily and gently stroked Niu Niu's forehead.

Then he faced the sky and turned into a ray of light that swept away into the distance.

"Boy, my ancestor left some things for you and placed them in my residence. Go and have a look."

"Ancestor, I didn't lie to you, that is the biggest opportunity in your life!"

The figure of the old man was no longer visible, but such a long voice came from the distant sky.

"Niuniu."

Qin Yun smiled helplessly at the little girl in front of him.

Then he supported the little girl and sat on his shoulders. With one step, the mountains and rivers retreated, and he came directly to the old man's residence.

In the center of the valley.

It is full of uniform stone walls.

There are many words on it, and all kinds of Taoist inscriptions are shining with Taoism.

Seeing this, Qin Yun couldn't help but reveal a wry smile on his face.

This is the old man's inheritance, technique, and secret technique, which is the foundation of his lifelong practice.

"You and I just met by chance, so why do you have to pass this inheritance on to me?"

Qin Yun felt a little complicated in his heart.

He knew that the old man treated him as a disciple, so he left all his inheritance behind, and he remained a saint for generations to come, but he had no reservations about him.

At the end of the stele, Qin Yun saw a paragraph of text.

"Boy, your talent is stupid. If you can digest my ancestor's 10% inheritance, your future will be limitless. Don't slack off and practice hard."

"Also, can you call me Master?"

Under the stone tablet is a low earthen tomb. This is a burial mound, which the old man who cut wood set for himself.

Looking at these words, Qin Yun felt quite complicated.

"Old beggar, with your inheritance, do you still want to take advantage of me?"

Finally, Qin Yun showed a relieved smile.

He shook his head slowly. He was gentle and elegant. His white clothes were more beautiful than snow. He didn't miss anything and stepped out in one step.

It turned into a ray of escaping light and rushed towards the Kyushu world.