Chapter 1 (1/2)
I don't know when the East wasteland fell into eternal night.
When the sky is clear, the moon is warm and the stars are all over the sky.
Occasionally, dense clouds condense, and the rain falls. The earth will lose all its color, and it will be dark.
People are used to the night, but still yearn for the light, long for the morning.
But
Under the eternal night, all light is doomed to become a joke.
……
In these 30000 years of wasted time, in the deepest part of the ice sheet where the night falls forever, there grows a strange Saussurea which is extremely cold, accompanied by a strange black flame which is constantly blown by the wind and never extinguished by the rain.
Xuelian and Heiyan are living together for ever.
Until one day, the snow lotus was withering with the wind at dawn.
At the same time!
……
South of the mainland, Yancheng White House.
The smell of blood was lingering in the dark room, which made Bai Chen have a headache.
He slowly opened his eyes, fell asleep to the moment of awakening, a king momentum from however Sheng, fierce eyes, domineering side leakage.
Leaning on the bed, he reluctantly sat up, looked down at the pool of black blood on the ground, and fell into meditation.
Where is this
Suddenly, messy memory fragments, like a hurricane in his knowledge of the sea blowing up a huge vortex!
Bai Chen, the third young master of the Bai family, was humiliated by his eldest brother in front of his mother's tomb. He couldn't bear it. Finally, he took poison and killed himself in the dead of night
Wait!
Suicide?
I'm a god of destruction, and I'm reborn on this cowardly scrap?!
What a joke!
It's true that the God of destruction can fall. It's really What a joke!
He was originally a black dragon across the land of Xinglan. He has been cultivating for thousands of years, turning Warcraft into human form, and cultivating the highest skills of human beings. After further improvement, his strength has reached the peak!
The Twelve Gods of war in Xinglan temple were defeated like a mountain in front of him.
The strongest dragon kingdom in the North has also been turned upside down by him, making the Dragon almost extinct!
The God of destruction, who once looked down on the world and made countless strong people feel frightened, was finally attacked by a sinister apprentice and fell under the siege of the gods with hatred
Bai Chen suddenly gets up and comes to the bronze mirror. He stares at the beautiful face in the mirror for a long time.
Luoxi, I give you everything in vain, you treat me like this!
Dragon's scale, touch will die, you, wash my neck and wait!
Faint moonlight through the window, sporadic light on the bronze mirror, white Chen deep pupil, black awn looming.
Bai Chen, the eldest husband was born to be a hero and died to be a ghost hero. Because of your elder brother's two insults, you killed yourself in poison? What a stupid human!
Since the God has occupied your body, simply help you find the face you should have.
Leng Jun's eyes closed again, and his familiar faces appeared in the depth of the sea of knowledge.
Bai Qing, master of Bai family, my father Is that right?
Bai Zhixue, the fourth sister, born in Sanfang, is the only one in my family who is kind to me
Bai Cong, the second elder brother born with brain disease, was born in Dafang. He was a fool, but his mother was the most expensive
The memory of the former master of the body made him feel the warmth he had never felt before.
He didn't know much about human feelings.
As we continue to recall, the face of a white faced teenager is gradually clear.
Bai Hao, born in Dafang, is a gifted elder brother. He is loved by the elders in his family. He humiliates me in every way in front of my mother's grave.
Oh!
Finally found let this body hate and end of the culprit, white Chen a burst of sneer, smile is so contemptuous.
”This is the first spiritual realm of Sanxing?”
”Wait, what kind of realm am I?”
Suddenly think of this problem, white Chen hurriedly back to bed, cross knee and sit, began to feel the source of spirit in the body.
The spiritual source is the foundation of a spiritual person's practice.
The stronger the source of spirit, the higher the realm of cultivation.
However, with his exploration, the rebelliousness on his face gradually relaxed.