Hearing these words, the already painful face of the black dragon became even more dizzy. He really didn't expect that his father, who had always been so tolerant to him, would always think this way. After hearing these words, the black dragon's head slowly lowered, and even the resistance was much weaker for a while. , many blurry pictures flashed in his eyes. ... Snow was falling heavily, and everything was covered with white frost. A group of dozens of humans wearing thick fur coats trudged through the thick snow, slowly walking towards the distance despite the strong wind and heavy snow. "Dad, it would be great if we could also have a totem. We wouldn't have to hide around anymore. We could find a good place and build a place where everyone in the tribe can live a good life." A snot-nosed kid with cheeks red from the cold and a face of seventy or eight years old lay behind a slightly older man, buried his head in the man's gray hair, and said longingly. The old man's eyes were somewhat dazzled by the heavy snow falling in front of him, and his eyelashes were covered with thick frost. Although he could use the Shaman Soul Power as a barrier to resist the wind and snow, the consumption of that would be too great. "Haha, yes, there will be such a day. Your father and I are a spiritual wizard!" The old man tilted his head slightly and smiled at the snotty baby who was leaning against his head, with a hint of endearment flashing in his eyes. "Master Shaman, why don't you let me carry Xiao Hei? Although you are a spiritual witch, your physical strength is still limited after all."
A big man wearing a bear-head hat came to the two of them, smiled and rubbed the snot-nosed baby's head and said to the old man. "It's okay. Although I'm not your warrior, but I have broken through to the spirit witch realm, my body is naturally no less than that of a bone-forging warrior. Xiao Hei's weight is nothing. You still need to be vigilant around you. If there is a sudden The situation still requires your protection.” Hearing the big man's question, the old man shook his head and refused with a smile. Seeing this, the big man had no choice but to leave and had to stand guard in all directions with his sword in hand. ... "Dad, the spring water here is so sweet. How about we stay here longer!" The snot baby was a little older, standing beside a mountain spring, jumping and shouting towards the old man not far away. "Haha, Xiao Hei likes it here. Okay, just listen to Xiao Hei. We will stay here for a while. Xiao Hei will let your mother-in-law stew fish soup for you, okay?" The old man squatted not far away, slowly grinding the medicinal powder in a stone bowl, his eyes full of smiles. "Okay, fish soup is my favorite!" ... "Master Ji Wu, I was the one who accidentally caused Xiao Hei to be injured by a phantom poison frog. Please punish me!" Several men looked at the expressionless old man with fearful expressions, somewhat at a loss. Beside them, there was a snot-nosed baby about eight years old lying on a simple straw mat with a blue face, babbling nonsense, but his breath was getting weaker and weaker. ... "Dad, where are Uncle Xiong and the others, and where is Aniang? Why have you become so old, and why do I seem to be a little different?" In a dark cave, a young figure of three or four years old, covered with fine scales, looked at the old man in front of him at a loss. At the same time, he blinked a pair of amber eyes and looked at the almost completely white hair in front of him. The old man asked doubtfully. Although the man in front of him changed greatly, he still recognized him at a glance, but he didn't know why when he woke up, the man in front of him became older, and his aura also made him feel a little scared. The old man's wrinkled face looked at the young figure in front of him, with a hint of joy at the corner of his mouth.
"Little Hei, your Uncle Xiong and A Niang are in a very safe place. When you grow up, you can see them." When he heard the other party's question, although a strange color flashed in his eyes, he still answered slowly, but a strange smile was outlined at the corner of his mouth. "You guys, keep an eye on the young master. If he has any problems at all, then just throw yourself into the soul lamp." Immediately, the old man gave instructions to the black-robed figures behind him. Although his tone was extremely calm, it made them almost bury their heads on their chests. "Yes, Your Majesty" ... The young figure grew up day by day, and at the same time revealed extremely terrifying martial arts talent, almost changing his appearance every day. But what puzzled him was that every once in a while, the followers around him would change. In this regard, the young figure gradually no longer regarded these ever-changing followers as clan members, but only as some people. Just a servant who can give orders. Until one day, he was transferred to a new place by his father and joined a force called the Temple of Humans and Demons. At the same time, he was told not to expose their relationship and became one of the protectors. ... "Dad, that bitch from Ghost Wolf actually dared to call me a bastard, and said that even you can't order him around! This bitch really deserves to die!" A very handsome black-haired young man rushed into a hall aggressively and said harshly to the old man who was practicing cross-legged in front of him, his angular face full of murderous intent. After hearing this, the old man slowly opened his eyes and narrowed them slightly. "In that case, let him die. A disobedient dog actually wants to become a wolf now?" ... "Haha, Dad, after refining this damn guy, as you said, it made me feel a lot more comfortable. It seems that the repulsiveness has been reduced a lot, and my strength has also improved greatly. This is what you want! " The black-haired young man laughed and placed a huge wild beast head in front of the old man. When he saw the old man caressing the wild beast slightly with a smile on his face, he asked cautiously: "You were injured by that old dog from Shang Zhongyunshan last time. How do you feel now?" The old man's smile faltered slightly, and the movements of his hands paused for a moment, and then returned to normal. "It's okay, okay, you can go down first! Remember to drink the soup I made for you, it will be good for your soul and body to integrate." The old man looked at the black-haired young man with a smile, waved his hand slightly and said. Seeing the black-haired young man, he didn't care. He gave a slight salute to the old man and turned around to leave. However, he never saw the old man looking at him from behind, whose smile gradually turned into a strange expression. ... "Haha, it turns out...it turns out that for so many years, you...you have been using me, just...just to let me help you cultivate this body, even those Tang Yao, you also did something, right?" The black dragon looked weakly at the ferocious old man in front of him, and said with some self-deprecation.
