Tales of Herding Gods

Time has cleaned up the mountains and rivers, taking away the people of the past, leaving only the history of remembering or forgetting.

When the years are like songs, the songs will be sorrowful.

Qin Mu stood in the box and embraced the girl. The sun shone like the years, and the light shone on his body. The girl in her arms turned into a flying sand and drifted back with the darkness of the receding.

The sun is shining through the golden sands of the golden sands, reflecting the scales of sand dunes. It was originally a valley, and the hills around it were not high, but they were beautiful.

However, the years have been intertwined, leaving only the sky and yellow sand.

Qin Mu jumped out of the box, although he knew it would be like this, but his heart was still difficult to hide.

The box opened the box cover and threw the dragon unicorn out. This big box seemed to be wondering. There were hundreds of people in his stomach, and now it suddenly disappeared.

Long Qilin is also fearful and uneasy. He was very superstitious. He was extremely afraid of ghosts. Now he is even scared to bury his head in the sand.

Qin Mu looked up and saw a bare cliff in front of him. He stood alone in the desert yellow sand. After tens of thousands of years of sandstorms, there was no weathering and no collapse.

On the cliff is the handwriting he left tens of thousands of years ago.

"Life is bigger than the sky!"

Qin Mu is amazed, he still left his own things in history.

Last night, it was not a return to history, nor a dream. He could not explain the wonderful experience of this night. He could not explain why he would return to 30,000 or 40,000 years ago. Why did he go through with the people of Blum City? A dark invasion.

He also could not explain why he would return to the present, why the Emperor era would disappear after the darkness.

However, all this happened!

He fought side by side with people tens of thousands of years ago, watching them throw their heads and blood, watching the sufferings of people in history, and seeing another heaven to destroy the deaths and horrors caused by the heavenly courts of the Emperor!

"The time of the emperor was destroyed, and the era of the emperor was also destroyed. Is it the same heaven to destroy the heavens of these two eras?"

There is some speculation in his heart, but there is no evidence to prove his guess.

"Maybe, to destroy Yankang, it will be the same heaven? Where are they from?"

Under the box, Ban Gongcuo sneaked out silently, looked up at the lonely cliff in the desert, looked at the above handwriting, and said leisurely: "Qin teaches the Lord, you must be very lost now, is it sad? The girl in Baijia may like you, you may also like her very much, but she knows that she wants to be separated from you, so she didn’t say it. Time is too ruthless..."

His eyes flashed, the gourd behind it quietly opened, and the blood group quietly floated without making any noise.

Baan Gongzuo stared at the back of Qin Mu, the blood group in the air was like a poisonous snake writhing his body. His voice was like a poisonous snake in the heart of Qin Mu, smashing the soul of Qin Mu, destroying His heart was poisoned, and his heart was poisoned, leaving the boy exposed.

"If you stay in that era, maybe your life experience is completely different from now."

Ban Gongcuo quietly moved and adjusted his breath. The voice became more and more tempting. He told him a completely different picture from reality: "You may fall in love, maybe there will be many children, and you will face a lot." Frustration, danger, but your life is so colorful! The history of history has turned into a colorful color, and your little couple has experienced a period of colorful history... Unfortunately."

His words turned and became full of toxicity: "Unfortunately, you are still separated, separated by tens of thousands of years. What love, what you like, what the future, has turned into yellow sand in the years after tens of thousands of years. It became a vain!"

He showed a strange smile, and his voice became distorted and surprised with a strange smile: "The girl in the white house is probably already dead. After you leave, she is likely to die in the hands of the pursuer. Even if she escapes, she may marry another person, have children, and become an old woman. Only when she hangs her face, she will occasionally remember the sudden appearance of that night, holding her. The boy of the face! Qin teaches the Lord -"

"Is there any sadness in your heart, is this sadness licking your soul and poisoning your soul?"

Ban Gongcao is close to him, the voice is very different, like the demon king of the sky is whispering, tempting people to fall: "She finally died, turned into dust, three or forty thousand years, this deserted desert in the dusty sand In the history of hiding, no one can remember her except the passionate man of you. She is so drowned in the dust of history and buried in this rolling yellow sand."

He smiled and said: "The boy does not know the taste, falls in love with the floor, falls in love with the floor! Now I know what I want to do, I want to say shame, I want to say shame! Qin teaches the Lord, your heart is so fragile, let me come ......"

He was about to start, and the body behind the dragon unicorn was getting bigger and bigger, suddenly raising a huge claw, and a paw swept him to the ground.

Ban Gongcao hurriedly got up and was knocked over to the ground. Long Qilin slaps and slaps down and shoots him. He beats him with blood and angers: "Let you talk, let you talk!"

Ban Gongcuo was furious: "Dead pig, when I am afraid that you will not be?"

Long Qilin's claws suddenly creaked, and a sharp, knife-like nail appeared. He had to open him.

Suddenly, Qin Mu calm voice: "Long fat, do not beat him, and let him go."

Long Qilin gave a slight glimpse, not explaining: "Teacher, this is a solid bad heart, and escape is a first-rate good hand. He just wanted to harm you! I let him go, and then I want to catch him. Difficult!"

"We fought side by side. He also made a lot of effort to save people. He risked his life. He deserves a chance to live."

Qin Mu bears his hands and looks at his own handwriting on the cliff. His face is calm and calm: "Great, I won't kill you, let's go. I will meet you next time."

The class public measures to get up, patted the sand on his body, his eyes flashed, said: "Are you sure to let me go this time, didn't lie to me? You won't kill me when I turn around?"

Qin Mu said: "There were too many people who died last night. Today I don't want to kill."

Ban Gongcao did not turn around, but stepped back, and stared at Qin Mu’s every move. He said: “Despite this hardship and hardship, I am not benefiting. I have the lowest. Two **** legs... Wait a minute, these two legs..."

Qin Mu has been facing him, and his eyes are bright, and his heart can't help but get excited: "With these two legs, why should I be afraid of this kid? I have a **** leg, the speed of escape is the best in the world, but I can't beat it. He, I can escape! And, my speed is the best in the world, my strength will increase straight, I can kill him!"

He was so excited that his heart beat and his eyes were fierce, and he was about to stop and shoot. He suddenly felt alert and hurried high.

A sword light flew out of the desert and passed by the roots of his right leg!

The class public screamed and screamed in the air: "Qin teaches the Lord, you can't talk!"

Qin Mu turned around and said: "Do it. I used to cut off one of your legs and I can give you one, but I won't let you get two legs. Big deity, don't send it."

Ban Gong was in midair, looking down at the falling leg and wanting to go, but the yellow sand below had swallowed the broken leg.

In the yellow sand, countless swords are looming, like a silver needle intertwined, and the **** leg is protected. That is the eight thousand swords that Qin Mu’s sword pill has. It is obvious that Qin Mu has already put swords into the yellow sand when he tries to confuse people.

Ban Gongcao immediately knew that he had lost the opportunity, and suddenly the steel teeth bite, and a lotus flower with a height of one person appeared behind him.

He retired into the flower, the lotus was closed, and the class Gongtuan disappeared with the flowers.

"Qin teaches the Lord, I will meet you next time, I will take you to the first level!" His voice is getting farther and farther and disappears into the depths of the yellow sand.

"The big deity has become very courageous now."

Qin Mu turned and went, countless flying swords flew from the desert, sent the **** leg to the side of the box, whispered: "This is a good thing, he has the courage to know, it will not be so laborious to kill him next time."

The box was so excited that he hurriedly opened the lid of the box and took the leg of the **** into it.

Qin Mu looked at the writing on the cliff and whispered: "If you are still alive, will you come here to find me? Are you still alive? Tens of thousands of years of time, a field of hardship, will make you jade Will it make you a red powder..."

He waited quietly under the cliff and did not leave.

The surrounding hills have been smoothed by the sand, why is it only the cliff?

There is hope in his heart that it has not been extinguished.

"Teacher, there is a big stone monument on the mountain side!" Suddenly, Long Qilin discovered it.

Qin Mu hearted in the movement, hurriedly rushed over, Long Qilin found a stone monument at the foot of the mountain, this stone monument was buried a little by the yellow sand, and at the foot of the mountain cliff, not paying attention to the view is difficult to detect.

This stone monument seems to have magical power, resisting wind and sand, and not being weathered.

There are still handwriting on the stone tablet.

Qin Mu looked at the monument and couldn't help but see the words on the stone tablet flying and domineering. He wrote: "The goddess Qin Mu, Loulan Golden Palace, and the burial body..."

The text behind the burial body is a bit fuzzy, and some words are buried in the yellow sand. Long Qilin is about to get together to open the yellow sand, Qin Mu hurriedly said: "Dragon fat, is a trap! Do not move the sand under the monument!"

When Long Qilin heard the word trap, he hurried back and did not dare to stay.

Qin Mu sneered and said: "It is a small slap in the face of this kind of trap. The word below the stone tablet is nothing more than a burial. If I move the sand, I will touch his trap and die without a burial place!"

Long Qilin made a cold war and said: "If this is my name, I will definitely check it out..."

Qin Mu looked around, this piece of yellow sand desert is really desolate, there is no other life besides them, no one can ambush nearby.

"To be honest, I am really curious."

His eyes flashed and he looked at the stone tablet buried under the yellow sand. Long Qilin suddenly had a bad feeling. He said, "Teach the Lord, don't be stupid!"

Qin Mufei quickly stepped back and smiled. "I really want to see, leaving this stone tablet to count the people of me and the great deity, will not leave the money. He is so complacent and will definitely leave his own Name. We quit the hundred miles, then I will cast a spell and pull the sand under the stone tablet!"

————Although it has been updated in advance, but the house pig is not stunned, I know that you all have to sa me, Chinese New Year, you must have sa pig ci pork, I can not jump too happy, otherwise it will be sa .

Now is the time to drop the powder. The public micro-signal of the house pig is selecting the strongest king of the old village. Today, it has already been ranked first. It is said that the knife is released and the house pig is hand-held. I will not tell you tonight. Who are the people to say, and pay attention to the public micro-signal, the house pig!