Zhanxian

“Uh…it tastes a bit weird, but it seems very good!” Little  Black hesitated for a while, grabbed the rabbit leg, opened his little mouth, took a bite, and started chewing. Then his speed became faster and faster, and in a moment he had finished the big fat leg.

“Boss, it’s delicious, give me some more!” It was Little Black ‘s first time eating barbecue, and he seemed to be reluctant to leave. His eyes rolled around a few times, and he asked Ye Qinghan for barbecue again.

“Haha, all for you! This one is almost cooked!” Ye Qinghan smiled and handed all the rabbit heads in his hand to Little Black. In his mind, Little Black was no longer a war beast, but like his own brother. If Little Black wanted the stars in the sky, he would pick them for him without hesitation.After eating a few rabbits, Ye Qinghan and Little Black lazily lay on the grass beside the pond, enjoying the afternoon sun.

It was already summer, and the Yue Family’s Summer Fire Festival had passed, so the sun should be shining brightly. However, the sunlight shone through the transparent light shield above the valley and fell on Ye Qinghan, but he did not feel a trace of heat or burning, but a very warm feeling.

Gradually, he began to close his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. He was too tired. He hadn’t had a good sleep in more than a year. He hadn’t had a peaceful sleep. At this moment in this small valley, he finally let go of his vigilance, let go of the bag on his back, put everything down, and fell into a deep sleep…

They slept for two days and three nights, and the sleep was extremely comfortable and warm.

When he opened his eyes dazedly, he looked at the bright stars and the silvery full moon on the transparent light shield above his head. He felt a little dazed.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, listening to Little Black’s snoring beside his ear, the rustling sounds of small animals moving around nearby, and the sound of small animals drinking water by the pond. He couldn’t help feeling a little melancholy and inexplicably nervous.

Being a stranger in a foreign land, he missed his family the more during the holidays.He knows his  brothers are climbing the mountain, but there is one less person wearing the dogwood branches.Luoshen Mountain is a foreign land, he is a stranger there, even in Yanlong Continent he is a stranger there.

It was not a festive occasion, but there was a moon in the sky, and the stars were shining beside it. He had no relatives in his previous life, and in this life his relatives were not around him. He felt an inexplicable loneliness and sadness…

This feeling came a little suddenly and was inexplicable. This feeling made him very sad and almost shed tears. He remembered what he said to Ye Tianlong in front of the Zuixin Garden of Yejiabao: I shouldn’t have come to this world, this world doesn’t belong to me…

But… he suddenly thought that this world seemed to have his name engraved on it, that there were people he cared about, and that there were people he couldn’t abandon. Where were those people at the moment? What were they doing? Would they think of him?

Then, he thought of Ye Qingyu, and that soft and weak figure. After a moment of sadness and melancholy, he was filled with pity and longing for Ye Qingyu. Was the most important woman in his heart saved? If she was, how would he feel when he knew that he was trapped in Luoshen Mountain?He didn’t know whether Ye Ruoshui would tell her that she was alive, but he knew that he missed her very much at this moment.Then, he thought of Yue Qingcheng again. He wondered if the Yue family saint had returned to the Yue family? Had she chosen another husband?

Or will she wait for him like Yue Yan’er did for her father? Will she still wear a tacky pink dress and carry an even tacky peach blossom?

He thought of Ye Qingwu, her innocent beauty, and her full breasts. This woman, who was as innocent and charming as Sora Aoi, had firmly occupied a part of his heart after having sex with him for no apparent reason, although he wanted to dance with her every night again.

He thought of the pink bed in Mancheng, Feng Zi, the flowers and plants, and Long Sainan. He thought of Yao Kaka, Man Gan, many people, and many things…As he thought about it, he felt that he couldn’t think about it anymore. He should sleep some more, completely forget this sadness, forget all the heartache, sleep well again, and continue his unfinished journey tomorrow.

He knew that missing someone was not a dumpling, but a disease, and a disease that could become a disaster.He wanted to get out alive, so he couldn’t get sick or miss his family. He could only forget everything and move forward bravely until he broke through the mountain…Xue Wuhen was very excited, extremely excited.

It has been more than a year, more than a whole year. He has been under house arrest in that small attic for more than a year, and today he finally sees the light of day.More than a year ago, in order to prove his loyalty to the City of God, he planted the Hidden Bug on Ye Qinghan without hesitation, and teamed up with Yao Kaka and Man’gan to murder Ye Qinghan. In the end, the plan failed, Tu Qianjun was imprisoned, and he was also placed under house arrest.

Although the illusion of the small attic is very nice, there is no need to worry about food and drink when living here. The servants and scouts arranged by the Tu Shenwei are also very thoughtful, and he can also play with the several maids in the attic at will.

It’s just that he was in a bad mood. He was very angry, very conflicted, and very panicked. He hated Ye Qinghan, Yao Kaka, and was very reckless. He even hated Tu Qianjun and Tu Shenwei.

He was very scared. He was afraid that one day a lot of people would suddenly break into the attic and cut him into pieces. He was afraid that one day the God-Slaying Guards would suddenly betray him to appease the anger of the major families and the Yaoman Mansion. He was also afraid that the Xue family would suffer a catastrophe because of him, but what he feared most was that Tu Qianjun and the God-Slaying Guards would forget about him and lock him up for the rest of his life…Until half a year ago, he met the bald man.The bald head was shiny and had a strange tattoo on the back.

The most important thing was his eyes, which had double pupils like his, but one was black and the other was red, which looked scary and slightly hideous.He was summoned by the Lord Tu of the City of Gods.

More than ten years ago, he met Tu Qianjun, and he knew a great secret of Yanlong Continent. So he fantasized all the time that he would join the City of Gods, rely on the City of Gods to finally break the shackles of Yanlong Continent for thousands of years, successfully escape from this dead well, and fly in the wider sky outside the well. At Jinghu Island, Tu Qianjun gave him hope, and the Nether Island City gave him a chance. However, after years of hard work, he finally entered the City, but he was a prisoner.Half a year ago, he finally met the most powerful man in the City of Gods, and this man gave him an opportunity, an opportunity to reach the top in one step, and broke his prisoner status and gave him the identity of a messenger of the City of Gods.

Although he didn’t like this identity of being covered in a golden robe all year round and not even showing his face, he accepted it without any hesitation. He knelt down heavily to the man, wishing he could kiss the soles of his feet.

“I like people with double pupils. Meeting each other is fate, so I will give you a chance. As long as you can break through the Emperor Realm before the Heavenly Road of Luoshen Mountain opens, and enter Luoshen Mountain to seize the divine sword inside, I can help you become a god and give you the opportunity to ascend to heaven!”Whenever he recalled the words of the Divine Lord Tu, Xue Wuhen’s blood would boil involuntarily, and his eyes, one grey and one black, would flicker constantly. If he didn’t grab the happiness that came so suddenly, he would not be Xue Wuhen…He began to practice hard day and night, and with the support of the vast amount of spiritual medicines and elixirs in the Divine City, his cultivation began to grow rapidly. He believed that in a few years, he, Xue Wuhen, would appear before the world with an unprecedented identity and strength.