The first thousand four hundred and eighty chapters
The past is like a fleeting horse, but also like a white horse passing by, flashing like neon lights, scenes and scenes, people and objects, becoming more and more clear and blurry!
It seems that something has been forgotten, but it seems to be deeper, like a brand, engraved in the bottom of my heart, and I can never find it out.
Unknowingly, in my memory, I seemed to have changed into a different person, holding a sword, killing familiar or unfamiliar people one by one, saying goodbye one by one, and explaining the cause and effect one by one.
"Wu Ming, you must die a happy death!"
A somewhat blurry shadow rushed forward, like a demon with teeth and claws, trying to choose someone to devour.
puff!
In my memory, I waved the sword casually and the shadow collapsed without any hesitation.
"Wu Ming, you are just relying on a little cleverness, but only power is eternal in this world, and I will never lose to you!"
Another tall, inhuman figure appeared and smacked it with a claw.
As before, they were still being killed, and the cycle went back and forth. Unknowingly, many ferocious shadows rushed towards them, were killed again, and appeared again, in an endless stream, persevering.
At the end, there seemed to be a thin figure, which was 70% to 80% similar to the one in the memory, but a little different. It looked unusually cold and sinister.
Vaguely, in the blur, there seems to be a pair of silver-gray eyes!
"I said...can you please stop bothering me at this time?"
In my memory, my expression turned cold.
The silver-gray eyes seemed to be confused, and they blinked in surprise. A faint devilish smile appeared on the corner of the lips, and then dissipated like bubbles.
Whoosh!
The light and darkness are uncertain, the sky is dim, the wind and sand are roaring, like thousands of troops and horses, trampling through the sky and the earth, holding halberds and blowing sand, their swords and iron horses are like lightning!
"snort!"
Wu Ming glared coldly, curled his lips in disdain, and a strange look flashed deep in his eyes.
The treasure ship sailed across the sky, changed directions several times, and stopped again.
After about a while, a guard came again to report that someone was approaching. After receiving the order, he was released as before.
Whoosh!
A giant beast about ten feet tall, dark green in color, with the head of a dragon and the body of a green wolf, landed on the deck carrying a slender figure holding a blood-red spear.
"Owner!"
Qian Ying came closer, folded her clothes and prostrated herself on the ground. She was dressed up in a heroic manner, but also revealed an unconcealable softness. Her slightly dark wheat complexion had a touch of enchanting rainbow light, which added to her charm.
"Get up!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"Thank you, Master!"
Qianying slowly raised her head, revealing a face that was both angry and happy, with eyes as beautiful as black pearls. It was Qiu Lan'er from the Tiger Tooth lineage of Jiuhuan Island. She bowed forward and handed over a sharp-toothed jade slip.
"Well done, bringing these people here!"
Wu Ming checked it out, ticked off some of the names, and briefly divided them into categories before handing the jade slip back.
"yes!"
Qiu Lan'er took the jade slip without even looking at it, got on top of the dragon beast, held the blood lotus gun, and jumped out of the treasure ship, followed closely by dozens of legacy emperors.
Tuk Tuk!
The treasure ship continued to move forward, and the rhythm of fingers tapping the side of the ship gradually returned to regularity, orderly, and settled like a waveless well.
About a day later, the wind and sand gradually subsided, and the shadows of mountains appeared in front of them. Although the area was not large, only dozens of miles in size, there was a hint of greenery.
This place is a rare oasis in the Gobi, and it is full of vitality, but strangely there are no towns or cities, and no tribes occupy this place.
The treasure ship stopped in mid-air, and Wu Ming flew down and fell straight into the oasis.
Buzz!
A dark green vine shadow as thick as a bucket swept out like thunder, but after it approached, it suddenly slowed down, as if filled with joy and a hint of inexplicable excitement, and slowly sank, landing at Wu Ming's feet.
.
One by one, countless vines form a staircase, as if welcoming a king, they stand at Wu Ming's feet.
Wu Ming walked step by step like this, until he reached the end. There stood a man wearing a Taoist robe, with his hair loose and his sleeves rolled up. He was incompatible with ordinary Taoists. His appearance was somewhat similar to Wu Ming's, but he seemed completely different.
Different Taoists.
This Taoist is none other than one of his external incarnations, the Three Holy Nirvana!
The two looked at each other for a while, and there seemed to be some undetectable fluctuations in the void. It was the two of them communicating silently.
"You're tired!"
The complexion of the Three Saints in Nirvana changed one after another, as if they were ferocious like a devil, then peaceful and compassionate like a Buddha, and then returned to their natural look.
"I have worries in my heart, which are heavy. I can't do nothing like before, and I will naturally feel tired!"
Wu Ming shook his head indifferently, walked straight to the deck chair by the lake and lay down, squinting his eyes in comfort, only his brows were slightly furrowed, indicating that his mood was not as indifferent as it appeared. He pointed to his heart and said, "I'm tired.
My body is sweet in my heart, I have a daughter-in-law!"
"You've never thought about the right rear before!"
Sansheng Nirvana said calmly.
Wu Ming's expression froze and he curled his lips angrily.
Although the incarnation does not have all of its own memories, it is still extremely sensitive and can vaguely detect some emotions.
"Although it was an accident, it is the responsibility, obligation and bounden duty of a father!"
Wu Ming squinted his eyes, the coldness in his eyes gradually disappeared, and a rare softness emerged, "The thief God seems to have tricked me, or even more like a stumbling block, but this tie... I admit it!"
"This is a flaw!"
Sansheng Nirvana's complexion turned cold, the whites of his starry eyes turned black, and he was filled with demonic intent.
"That's my business!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"Amitabha!"
Sansheng Nirvana's face turned, showing compassion for heaven and earth, but then suddenly returned to his natural state, "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"
"whispering sound!"
Wu Ming sneered, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he patted the armrest of the recliner, "Be honest!"
The recliner trembled undetectably, and there was a faint light disappearing. If someone with sharp eyes was here, it would not be difficult to find that it was a dense layer of sharp barbs.
Under Wu Ming's neck, a flower-like branch protruded, gently pressing his shoulders, and branches spread out, stretching Wu Ming's limbs and muscles.
The corners of Sansheng Nirvana's eyes seemed to twitch, and a jade slip in his hand cracked into pieces. He turned around and flew up, boarded the treasure ship, and quickly disappeared.
"Hmph, it's been so long since I've lost my memory. Instead of calling me Dragon-eating Vine, I'll call you Bone-Rebel!"
Wu Ming squinted his eyes, flicked his right hand, and accurately pointed on a branch.
But with a soft popping sound, all the three-foot-long vines collapsed, turned into dust, and scattered with the wind.
The vine shadow trembled, and there was a faint glimmer of crystal water, as if it was breaking out in a cold sweat.
A playful smile appeared at the corner of Wu Ming's mouth, and he casually rubbed his eyebrows. There was a faint silver light, and four petite figures appeared.
"ah!"
The figure, which was still somewhat blurry at first, suddenly screamed after seeing Wu Ming clearly, and even shivered, huddled together like quails, one of them even went so far as to directly roll his eyes, as if he was about to faint.
"snort!"
Wu Ming snorted coldly, and the four little fox girls turned pale in shock. They couldn't help but have a bad taste, and they said in a rough voice with an evil look, "Rub your shoulders for me!"
The little fox girl Fei'er had a pale face and red eyes. Crystal tears streaked down her cheeks. She pressed her red lips tightly to prevent herself from crying. However, she did not dare to disobey this evil landlord and old man, so she had to cautiously come forward and explore.
He stretched out his green and jade-like little hands to rub the devil's shoulders.
"Didn't you eat? Try harder!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
The little fox girl trembled and almost didn't cry. She glared hard at the back of someone's head and increased her strength.
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Let me beat your legs, master!"
Wu Ming said again.
Little fox girls, you look at me and I look at you. In the end, they couldn't resist the fear of the devil. They timidly stepped forward and squatted on the ground, beating their legs awkwardly.
"Oh!"
Wu Ming squinted his eyes and flicked it to the side. There was a small round table on the ground with spiritual fruit wine placed on it. Then he cast a sidelong glance at the last little fox girl.
Although the little fox girl has never left Hu'ao, the Fox Clan has served the Huxiao Peak Hu Clan for generations, so she knows what to do.
Immediately her delicate body trembled, she squatted on one side, picked up a grape-like spiritual fruit and peeled it, opened her lips slightly, held it close to her lips, closed her eyes, and moved forward tremblingly as if she was being tortured.
Wu Ming seemed to be unaware, squinting his eyes, enjoying the rare silence, and his mind drifted to nowhere until he felt a warm and cool touch on his lips.
"The evil old society, the damn landlords and old wealth, should all be overthrown!"
Wu Ming opened his eyes, his cheeks twitched, and he waved his hand, and the three little fox girls with pale faces disappeared, leaving only Fei'er, a little fox girl who was at a loss.
"It's still not cruel enough!"
Wu Ming rubbed his brows and looked at the small lake selected by the waves. Wu Ming rubbed his index and middle fingers with his right thumb, and there was a strange light flickering in the slits of his squinted eyes.
"Have you ever seen barbarians in Hu'ao?"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"Ah... oh... oh, Fei'er... Fei'er doesn't know!"
The little fox girl's head was like a rattle, sometimes shaking her head, sometimes nodding her head, obviously she was frightened.
Wu Ming reached out and patted the cold hand on the back of his neck.
The little fox girl's trembling shoulders gradually calmed down, her frightened beautiful eyes gradually focused, and there was a trace of rosy on her snow-white face. She was scared but reluctant to put her little hand on Wu Ming's hand, which was not generous, but extremely solid.
Shoulders.
"Don't worry, your mother and your clan members are fine. It's just that you are living under someone else's roof now. It's not precarious, but you can still be considered out of the tiger's mouth!"
Wu Mingdao.
"You...who are you?"
The little fox girl's beautiful eyes stared straight at the back of Wu Ming's head, and she made a face boldly, as if this would bring her courage, and she no longer had to be afraid of the devil who wanted to skin her to make a waistcoat and destroy her clan.
"Same as you!"
Wu Ming chuckled.
"ah?"
The little fox girl was puzzled. She just thought Wu Ming was teasing her. She pouted her little mouth angrily and wrinkled her beautiful nose. The big bad guy couldn't see it anyway.
“Aren’t you and I the same as being homeless?”
Wu Ming laughed at himself, and suddenly took hold of the little fox girl's hand. With a cry of surprise, he held her in his arms. No matter how hard the little fox girl struggled, her breathing gradually stabilized and she actually fell asleep.
There was a shy smile hanging on the corner, as peaceful as a child.