Teng Xiaoming and Liu Xiaowan stood on the outskirts of the grassland, looking at the sun that was far away in the sky and hanging on the ground. Liu Xiaowan said: "I heard that the sun never sets in the grassland, so it is called the grassland where the sun never sets... But what I don't understand is, if no one can come out of the grassland alive, then who is the sun that never sets?" have witnessed?"
Teng Xiaoming smiled honestly and said nothing, he knew that his wife didn't really ask anything, but was just in a bad mood.
"So let that wolf cub run into the grassland with someone on his back... Even if he will die inside, what should we do? Do we have to wait forever? How can we be sure that he is dead?"
Liu Xiaowan glanced at Teng Xiaoming, thinking that with her husband's domineering cultivation base, if it was outside Zhou Garden, why would he not be able to catch up with a poisoned wolf boy for so long? Of course, earlier At that time, Chen Changsheng and the others must have been killed long ago. In order to enter Zhou Garden, the price the couple paid was too heavy.
Teng Xiaoming knew what his wife was thinking, reached out and gently stroked her hair, and said comfortingly, "I am willing."
No one knows that the mission of the demons to infiltrate Zhou Garden this time was requested by the famous couple of demon generals themselves, because...they were tired of endless wars with humans, and wanted to leave the army and return to their old age. rural. However, they knew very well that His Majesty the Demon Lord would definitely not agree to their request. In the entire Demon Realm, only the Military Advisor could help them achieve their wishes.
So they found a military adviser, and then the military adviser asked them to enter the Zhou Garden to complete this matter. For this reason, they forcibly surrendered and lost at least two hundred years of life, but if they can complete this matter and return to the garden hand in hand, then As Teng Xiaoming said, they are willing.
They are powerful demon generals in the Star Gathering Realm. Even if they descended to Tongyou Realm, they still have fighting abilities that are incomparable to practitioners in the Tongyou Realm. People who have climbed to the top can walk among the hills and walk naturally. According to reason In other words, these human cultivators in Zhou Garden, except for Xu Yourong, they can all be killed easily.
It's just that they didn't expect that the pair of maids of Mr. Nanke would cause so many troubles because of fighting for merit, and they didn't expect that the human boy named Chen Changsheng actually carried so many precious magic weapons with him, and he even folded them. The strong ability and will shown by the leader also exceeded their budget, and they successfully ran into the grassland where the sun never sets.
Although entering the grassland is definitely a dead end, but after all, they were not killed by them.
This is the edge of the grassland. The red sun seems to never set, but it just falls slowly. As time goes by, two-thirds of the sun is swallowed by the endless weeds in the eyes, and the sky becomes darker. Even more gloomy, Liu Xiaowan said: "Wait a while to see the situation, let's eat first."
Teng Xiaoming hummed honestly, put down the heavy burden on his shoulders, took out dry wood and bricks and started building a furnace to light a fire. Liu Xiaowan took out this year's new rice and the clear spring from Yuquan Mountain from the burden, and began to wash the rice and cook. However, seeing the clear water gurgling from the bottom of the pot, she remembered that when she was by the lake, this big iron pot was Chen Changsheng's sword pierced through.
Liu Xiaowan was stunned, a trace of annoyance finally appeared on her always gentle and friendly face: "Don't you know that this little guy, Chen Changsheng, knows that smashing pots and ruining stoves is the heaviest hatred in the mainland?"
Teng Xiaoming smiled honestly and said: "We want to kill him, how can he care about these things."
Liu Xiaowan snorted like a girl, and said displeasedly: "Anyway, I will remember this grudge. If those two girls still can't kill him, I won't make it easy for him."
Teng Xiaoming said consolingly: "When we go back to our hometown, we won't fight with others anymore. It's good to get some money."
After saying this, he took out another pot from the basket, took the rice in her hand and began to wash it, preparing to steam the rice.
"What's for dinner?" Liu Xiaowan asked.
Teng Xiaoming looked into the grassland, heard some howling noises faintly, and said hesitantly: "There should be a lot of monsters inside, I'll go in and catch two? If you don't go too far, you should be fine."
"Taking risks for food...we are neither birds nor humans." Liu Xiaowan said angrily, then walked to the basket, rummaged for a long time, found something, picked it up and said: "When I left just now, I took the left servant's Bring it with your left hand, steam it on the rice pot, and eat it with Zigong chili water?"
Earlier at the lakeside, in the name of fairness, she cut off a hand of that dignified woman.
That hand, now held by her, still has some blood on the broken part.
Teng Xiaoming took the severed hand, rinsed it with spring water, lifted the lid of the pot, added a layer of steaming drawer, found another porcelain plate, and put it in.
"The two servants are close to spirit bodies. The aura in this hand is too strong, I'm afraid it's not easy to digest." He thought for a while and said, "It's better not to use chili water, and add some apricot grass later."
He has always been the cook at home, Liu Xiaowan is not very good at these, so naturally she has no objection.
The water in the pot hadn't boiled yet, so the two teenagers in the grassland didn't know if they were dead or not.
Liu Xiaowan and Teng Xiaoming sat side by side on a rock outside the grassland, watching the sunset sinking at a very slow speed.
"It hasn't been like this for a long time."
"Um."
"Seventy-three years ago, you were still a soldier, how could you have the courage to invite me to watch the sunset?"
"Well... I lost a bet with my colleagues."
Liu Xiaowan glared at him and said, "You are finally willing to tell the truth."
Teng Xiaoming thought for a while, and said honestly: "I have admitted four hundred and forty-one times."
Liu Xiaowan ignored him, leaned on his shoulder, looked at the sunset in the distance, and said contentedly, "It's so beautiful."
Teng Xiaoming thought about it, decided that he should lie here, and said, "Yes."
Liu Xiaowan showed yearning, and said, "After we go back to our hometown, we can sit and watch the sunset like this every day."
Teng Xiaoming thought about it, and felt that he couldn't continue to lie, otherwise he would have a hard time in the future, so he said honestly, "It will be boring."
Liu Xiaowan raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "I'll get tired of watching it for a long time."
Teng Xiaoming didn't have to think about it, and he didn't lie, he said sincerely, "No."
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No matter how beautiful a person is, if you just look at her beauty, you will get tired of looking at her one day.
Chen Changsheng doesn't have this kind of life experience yet, but he has a say in things like watching the sun, because he never gets tired of watching the sun. Every morning when he wakes up at five in the morning, the sky is still dark. After washing and cleaning up, standing under the plum tree or by the temple or by the lake or on the big banyan tree, watching the sun rise as usual is the happiest thing for him. .
He slept mostly at night, and the night was foreign to him, and for that reason, he didn't like it.
Whether it is a good night or a cold night, he does not like any night, whether it is going gentle or entering angrily, he does not want it.
He is afraid of death because he doesn't want to die.
He is not afraid of death, because he has thought about death countless times.
So before death, he can always bloom an unimaginable power.
Black Dragon has seen it before.
The Holy Empress has seen it.
Gou Hanshi has seen it.
Now, it was his enemies' turn to see that power.
Liang Xiaoxiao had a sword wound on his shoulder, dripping with blood.
Those two powerful demon beauties had sword marks all over their bodies, and there was no smile on their faces, only seriousness and seriousness remained.
Chen Changsheng held an umbrella in his left hand and a sword in his right. His face was pale and bloodless, and his true energy had been exhausted.
But his expression is still serious.
From the beginning to the present, he has always been so serious.
At this time, he had to live more seriously and live for death.
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