Huh ~

The night wind blew by, and the cold night wind woke up, his eyes straightened, and Yuan Duxiu was a little confused.

His martial arts have been deprived of people, but he still has eyesight.

My "brother" is not a little wrinkled when born to an ordinary baby, but it is clearly a smaller version of "old grandpa".

The qi and blood are dying, and the muscles and bones are shriveled. There is no vitality of a newborn baby, it is just about to be till the end.

Yuan Duxiu opened his mouth and issued a syllable of unknown significance.

Seeing the "baby" looking straight at him, I was panicked and wiped my dusty palms on my unclean clothes.

Then he bent down and curled up his mature and overdoing 'brother' with his arms.

An Qisheng opened his eyes and looked at Yuan Duxiu, and also looked at the world. A ripples appeared in the depths of his turbid eyes, which were as thick as a film.

【Consuming 6,000 points of Taoist power】

【Yuan Duxiu (27/895)】

[Original Trajectory 1: Born in Wanyang Realm, Tianding Kingdom, Dingtian City, he was talented and had already shown his strength in martial arts when he was young, and was carefully cultivated by his parents and grandfather...

When he was a teenager, he achieved some success, was arrogant and offended many people, and eventually destroyed his family and killed his parents and relatives... In the second half of his life, he traveled around the world, practiced martial arts, and gradually embarked on the road of competing with the heroes in the world...

His life was bumpy, he was defeated all the way, and he was disheartened and chased after many times... Regretted that he was defeated by his old enemy in his later years, and was finally defeated by his "destiny of defeat" and was unable to defy the will of heaven and become king...]

【Bloodline: The Ancient Humans】

[Fate: Hundred defeats. Since ancient times, those who have achieved enlightenment will be punished by one failure. Only this fate can be called kings with one failure! Note: This fate is born to punish parents, and a life is bumpy. You cannot be called kings without one failure.]

"The fate of defeating the ancient human race..."

Looking at Yuan Duxiu, who was hooking himself with one arm and jumping toward the mass grave with one leg, An Qisheng felt thoughtful.

Looking at a leaf, you will know autumn. From some things in the fate of Yuan Duxiu, he can already feel the magnificence of the Wanyang Realm.

Bloodline, fate.

Xuanxing, Jiufu Realm, and in the human world, no one has ever seen these two items.

In fact, the abundant inspiration of this world was unprecedented.

Any "fairy mountains and blessed land" in the human world is not as good as this ruined burial post, but what is strange is that the inspiration of this world is extremely difficult to absorb.

Although the inspiration of the world in the human world is also not easy to absorb, it is far from this world.

If the inspiration of the world in the world is like sand, wind and water, the inspiration of the world in the Wanyang Realm is like a hundred refined steel, not only difficult to absorb.

If you force yourself to absorb, you will even be "involved".

‘It’s like being pressed by some invisible aura…’

An Qisheng felt a little solemn.

This situation is not born, it seems to be artificial...

Yuan Duxiu had a difficult time leaving. His broken hands and legs were not ordinary disability, but his blood and blood were cut off by heavy hands. His serious injuries penetrated into the bone marrow. Once he moved, it was heart-wrenching.

But he gritted his teeth, bounced his legs and headed in the opposite direction of Dingtian City.

Dingtian City no longer has his foothold, and the people who have offended him will definitely not let him go.

He doesn't care, but...

He looked down at the shriveled face of "Little Brother". His heart stinged, gritted his teeth and headed far away.

escape.

For my younger brother.

......

The weak are born with the order prescribed by the strong, which is the eternal truth of the Wanyang Realm.

Dingtian City is hundreds of miles in a radius and is located in many towns and villages.

Lanshui Town is one of them.

This town is located on the bank of a large river. The water in the city is surrounded by a belt, nourished by a large river, and there are minerals nearby, which attracts people nearby to settle down.

Although the city has only been built for two hundred years, it has become quite prosperous.

There are shops and restaurants on both sides of the street, with a line of shops that emit heat waves and shops that exchange elixirs.

This is a world where elixirs are traded as the best currency.

An Qisheng was a little surprised when he watched Yuan Duxiu take out the only dark yellow pill left for more than twenty taels of gold.

This is the first time he has seen a world where elixirs are used as currency.

In the end, elixirs are auxiliary to practice and can become money. It can only be said that there are many practitioners in this world, more than imagined.

Since entering Lanshui City, Yuan Duxiu did not say a word. Even though he was cheated by the unscrupulous businessman, he did not speak, but just looked coldly through his long blood-stained hair.

The latter could not guess his background and did not dare to offend him too much, so he could only add a few sums of money.

Although he was seriously injured, who knows if he has any companions?

I spent some money and rented a small house in the downtown area. Someone asked to buy a lot of things.

It was not until the sky faded again that the door was closed.

"Huh~"

Yuan Du Xiucai let out a long breath, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

His injuries had reached their limits, but he just refused to show his timidity.

At this time, I breathed a sigh of relief, let An Qisheng go down, and immediately collapsed to the ground, sweating like slurry, and after a while, I fell asleep.

Huh ~

At this time, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, stood up from the bed, and moved his hands and feet carefully.

Babies have weak hands and feet, and elderly people have weak bones and weak tendons. Both are the most fragile stages in their lives. An Qisheng is ready at this time, and it can be said that he is extremely weak.

But his divine will is insignificant, and the power consumed by controlling the body is extremely small.

There is no problem with the activity.

He got out of bed, so he found the food he bought from Yuan Duxiu on his own, and then left to eat.

His movements were very light, but there was a sound of "huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Where the naked eye is invisible, his five internal organs are squirming, slowly digesting food to make up for the body's deficit.

"People in this world have been pregnant for a long time. This body has been pregnant for more than three years, but it seems like a six-month pregnancy on Xuanxing, which is considered premature birth..."

The two worlds are different.

People in Wanyang Realm are not pregnant for ten months. If they are full-term, they should be four and a half years. Three years are only equivalent to the six months of Xuanxing's pregnancy, so it is naturally considered premature birth.

A stillbirth, and it is considered a premature stillbirth.

Just by raising vitality, it will drain all the potential of this small body. It is almost impossible to die of old age on the spot.

Naturally, it needs to be compensated slowly.

"This, where is this?"

At this time, a sound that was as if you were awakened by a dream sounded in An Qisheng's heart.

But it is the Sanxin Lan Lingtong.

This little blue-skinned monster himself does not even have spiritual intelligence. It is considered data and information life. Because it has no substantial essence, it is like an altar and a sword of kings. He dreams of a thousand dreams.

However, the moment he entered his dream, the little blue-skinned monster seemed to have pretended to die, and it did not wake up until this time.

"Wanyang Realm."

An Qi responded calmly.

"How could you travel through the universe? No, no, how did you become like this?"

The three-hearted blue spirit boy seemed to be observing the outside world and perceiving An Qisheng's state, and was shocked.

baby?

Old man?

A little old man half a foot high?

The three-hearted Lan Lingtong had a strange heart and was a little confused.

"dream."

An Qisheng slowly moved his old arms and legs, and answered slowly.

His heart was very calm, the amount of strength did not cause any trouble to him, nor did he feel any difference. In silence, his mood improved again.

"This is not a dream!"

The three-hearted blue spirit boy didn't believe it.
To be continued...