Chapter 1: First entry

Xu Ping opened his eyes.
Around him was filled with thick nights that could not be opened, and the strange strange smell had been infiltrated into the throat.
He is not in the bed where he used to sleep.
Xu Ping stretched his hand and touched it. The palm of his hand was wet. He was lying in a cold shallow pool. The pool was only half-finger, but it was cold and piercing. It was not like dreaming.
brush--
A white light like a flock of sheep suddenly lit up in front of his eyes, and the eyelids of Xu Ping were sore. He reached out to block the light, but a voice came from the white light: "...you are here."
A dagger fell in front of Xu Ping, and after a slamming sound, the weak voice was like a male voice diluted by water: "You must kill him."
Xu Ping: "Who?"
The male replied: "Meng Zhongguang."
Xu Ping’s headache is splitting, and it’s really unclear what it’s like.
He only thought that the name "Meng Zhongguang" was very familiar, but he forgot where he had heard it.
He decided to refine his own problems, so he could ask more clearly: "Who are you?"
The male voice said: "I am the knowledge of the three realms."
Xu Ping: "..."
Listening to the sound, this sensation of the three realms is getting lungs, and life is not long. If you don’t hurry and ask something, it’s not good to say it will be cold for a while.
Xu Ping endured a headache, and Zhang just wanted to ask, and the sound was bruised into cotton and blocked in the eyes of the blind man.
...He remembers who Meng Zhongguang is.
In the eyes of neighbors and other foreigners, Xu Ping is a thief, a strange person, a stranger, a maverick, a preference for the left side of the road, what girls love to read, what books can read, and everyone who loves to make friends, cozy, happy, I often get some tricks and earn some money.
When he is at a good time, he spends a lot of money, just to listen to a song; when he is not affluent, he will not be sad, and he will not be able to slap the ingot, and talk about self-entertainment.
Fortunately, the family is particularly favored by him, let him let go of the day.
Xu Ping was very bored, read a few more words, and started to write something.
And Meng Chongguang is the villain in Xu Ping’s unfinished words, and he is unparalleled and his heart is poisonous.
It is also strange to say that the name Meng Zhongguang appeared in his dream at the beginning. When Xu Ping woke up, he was sweating, but he had already forgotten the specific content of the dream. He only remembered such a name.
After waking up, he began to write this story, and the writing process was quite smooth. He wrote nearly 10,000 words in the first ten months.
There is no decent person in this book. It is a story of a group of demon gods who have been imprisoned in the wild.
My father had read his manuscript and asked him what he wanted to write.
Xu Ping answered: "Write a play."
The father was helpless, and he ordered him to study hard, and Xu Ping was as always, full of promises, absolutely not changed.
The manuscript was written less than a half, and Xu Ping was dragged into the world by the three worlds in his sleep.
The lungs and ghosts said: "You have seriously disturbed the world's context. Now, the demon in the wild is just like what you have written, and you are trying to escape, and you are going to escape."
The dagger that he had thrown back flashed the blue light, and Xu Ping’s gaze was led:
You must use this dagger to kill Meng Zhongguang who intends to lead the defect.

Xu Pingyi laughed for a moment: "This adult, are you mistaken?"
He picked up his sleeves and showed his right hand.
His right hand was broken, and the wrist above it was a fake hand made of pear wood.
Xu Ping calmly showed his own incompleteness: "I look like this, you told me to go in, don't you ask me to die in vain?"
Xu Ping still remembers how to set the value of Meng Zhongguang's combat power in the textbook. It is a spiritual demon born from the aura of heaven and earth. The indifference is like the snow in the mountains, and does not put anyone's life in the eye.
Someone once offended him. Meng Zhongguang peeled off his back skin only during the talk and laughed. He extracted his spine completely, grinded it into powder, made it into a tea pot, and used it to drink tea every day.
The lungs and ghosts coughed twice, and they sighed slowly: "There is only one person in the world, and he will never be offended. I will lend his skin to you."
Xu Ping feels more funny: "Why don't you just call the person to kill Meng Zhongguang?"
The lungs and ghosts replied: "He is the brother of Meng Zhongguang, because Meng Zhongguang is stubborn and abominable, slaughtering his peers, and robbing the potion of medicinal herbs. He was sentenced to poor education. Nowadays, he has been pumped out of the bones and punishes the filth. People, died in the outside world."
Xu Ping: "..."
When the lungs saw his silence, he asked: "How do you feel?"
Xu Ping simply replied: "I don't think so."
This time it’s the turn of the lungs and the ghost is silent: "..."
After a long while, a force suddenly struck, and Xu Ping felt that his body was light and he leaned back.
The white light disappeared, the back of the brain was windy, and he had no time to react, and he once again broke into the emptiness of the void.
The sound of the lungs and ghosts is getting farther and farther away from Xu Ping in the rapid decline, but the weak voice is like a bell, and it slams into Xu Ping’s ear: "If you can’t kill him, you will live forever. In the wild."
Xu Ping tried his best and snorted your uncle.
I don't know how long it has been falling, Xu Ping's heart is numb, and the body falls into a softness.
He can't climb at all.
Roughly estimated, Xu Ping flew in the air for at least half an hour, during which he passed through a magnificent giant door, and a colorful light practiced around him, swaying his eyes.
When he landed, he couldn't smell it, his eyes couldn't be seen, he could only lie flat.
Suddenly, countless messy information flashed into Xu Ping’s mind.
He only slammed a little and snorted.
The fragment that poured into his mind seems to belong to Meng Zhongguang's brother, but the strange thing is that he actually surnamed himself, both surnamed Xu, and called Xu Xingzhi.
The clips are quite chaotic, and there is only some basic information. Xu Ping has been studying for a long time and can only reluctantly come back to a few points.
Xu Xingzhi is the master of the Fengshan Mountain in Xianshan. Meng Chongguang is a child who came back to the mountain by Xu Xingzhi. He was behind Xu Xing’s body, and his spiritual power was low. He was often bullied, if not Xu Xingzhi was around him. He is afraid that he will be bullied by other disciples.
However, the real identity of Meng Zhongguang is the demon, the spiritual power, he pretended to be weak, lurking in Fenglingshan for many years, only for the opportunity to seek the artifacts placed in the four fairy gates.
For many years, he worked hard, and he used his connections among the major fairy doors to use conspiracy and conspiracy. He actually praised his disciples and used them for his own sake. However, on the eve of his success in stealing artifacts, his conspiracy was revealed, he actually personally smashed the teacher, and Xu Xingzhi took this pot for him in the wrong time, imprisoned, full of imprisonment. Tortured.
Later, the right way to clean up the portal, Meng Zhongguang with a few disciples disciples of the disciples, was exiled to the wild.
Unexpectedly, it is a sneaky ghost and an unbreakable prison.
Xu Xingzhi is also regarded as a party and is considered a mortal.
To kill Meng Zhongguang, it is not difficult to say it. Just use the dagger with the aura of heaven and earth, and cinnabar in the center of his forehead, and you will be able to bear his life.
Xu Ping lay desperately on the ground, thinking, doing it, I didn't seem to think so much when I wrote it.
Xu Ping has no interest in talented beauty, heroic beauty, and Xianmen love history. He simply wants to write a story different from Mandarin and the villain.
He didn't even think about compiling a pre-history for his "Meng Zhongguang" in his book.
But now it seems that his story and the world's Meng Zhongguang accidentally overlap, like two strings, there is no intersection, only because one of them has moved one, it has caused another The vibration disturbed the world order here.
It is precisely because he and the "Xu Xingzhi" who have fallen into the dust and lost their bones are mortal. The so-called "three-zone knowledge" will invite themselves to come and use their own hands to eliminate Meng Zhongguang.
Xu Ping, now Xu Xingzhi has slowed down some of the gods, turned over and sat up, and touched it, and touched a round thing.
He looked down and found that it was a human head.
Xu Xingzhi leaped violently, and this suddenly found out that this place was round and inside, and it was the corpse of the corpse. Most of them were ripped and broken, and the red and white things were scattered.
The smell returned to Xu Xingzhi at the moment of seeing these corpses. The stench smothered his brain and made a pain in his stomach.
Fortunately, in the present world, he spent a full three days and three nights in Yizhuang for the gambling of one or two silver coins. He lived with the old man of Shouyi Village and did not fear the corpse.
It’s just such a scattered body. The first time I saw it, it’s too much stimulus for Xu Xingzhi.
Xu Xingzhi also described the horrors of people eating people in the wild. The so-called "people like silver, people make lights", the black and white words seem to be unconscious, but naked into reality, or told him can not help but cold.
He resisted nausea and tried to pick up the gap between the body and the body and tried to escape the corpse as soon as possible.
Xu Xingzhi did not want to see more of the horrors of the corpses. But in a short time, he stopped his footsteps and faced a corpse.
After a moment, he stood up and did not hesitate to run.
Xu Xingzhi saw that the tear at the corpse was not a bite of a beast, but a human tooth print.
In other words, the corpse here is actually the kitchen of someone in the wild.
Xu Xingzhi feels that if he doesn't leave quickly, he should change himself to lie here.
But this is wild, where is he going to find Meng Zhongguang?
Thinking about this problem, Xu Xingzhi, who escaped a few steps, suddenly heard a roar.
He turned away and saw a humanoid monster depicting horrible madness.
Except that the two arms are two sharp razors, the monster's neck is normal, but his face is like being torn off and sloping together. The nose is on the forehead and the eye is at the original lip position. The other one grows on the neck and looks like a giant candle that doesn't melt like it.
He passed through the Dead Sea and ran straight to himself, and countless corpses burst into blood on his soles.
Xu Xingzhi screamed and ran wildly.
A deep foot and a shallow foot through the blood of the corpse, came to the open space, he randomly selected a direction, pulled out and rushed.
Obviously, the monster is not only going to drive Xu Xingzhi out of his territory.
Xu Xingzhi has ran out nearly a mile, and he still chased after Xu Xing.
The distance between one person and one stranger is getting closer.
Xu Xingzhi was so tired that he was breathing and he kept paying attention to the situation behind him. When he turned his eyes, Yu Guangzhong actually found it, and a human body with a burnt blackness appeared from the side and stumbled toward him.
At the same time, it was locked by two monsters. Xu Xingzhi, who was tired like a dog, thought desperately. He simply chose a monster to eat himself. At least he chose it himself. He died more effectively.
Xu Xingzhi did not notice that the monster behind him slowed down, the shifting facial features shook slightly, watching the group of black and thin people, like seeing something terrible, angry, and like fear. pole.
In a few moments, it seems like a determination, a low-pitched voice, changed the target, and flew toward the black-eyed human form.
In a few moments, Xu Xingzhi has chosen the black silhouette between the two.
- If it is caught by the monster behind, it is pierced by his two razors, and then thrown into the pile of the body, the head is here, the is there, think it will be miserable.
He just ran two steps to the black movie, and he was connected to the man.
I don't know if it is the illusion of Xu Xingzhi. The man was burned so that only the empty eyes of the girl had a slight brilliance, panic, worry, and gentleness that Xu Xingzhi could not understand.
He opened his mouth and there was dark black debris on his chin slowly falling: "...running..."
Xu Xingzhi suddenly stopped his footsteps.
That is the voice of man.
Despite being hoarse and deformed, Xu Xingzhi realized that it was a conscious, sober person.
Is it a prisoner who was exiled in the wild? Was it seriously injured?
One of Xu Xing thought, while giving up the intention to go to the door to die, turn the direction, and rushed away again.
The man who burned the burnt black really did not have the strength. After a few moments, he was stunned by Xu Xingzhi. He squatted back to Xu Xingzhi’s back and called out a few steps: "... fast, you run fast... ..."
After all, he stood still, turned and turned to face the razor monster that rushed toward him violently, his lips slightly open.
His figure looks very bleak.
However, looking at the direction of the residual muscles in his face, it seems to be sneer.
Unlike the softness of Xu Xingzhi, he slightly raised his chin and faced the monster, as if he was an elegant and fit adult panther, looking at a mad dog.
Just like Xu Xingzhi can't see the expression of the geek at the moment, the geek can't see the action of Xu Xingzhi.
Xu Xingzhi did not hear the footsteps of the black shadows, but he stopped the steps and looked behind him.
The black-eyed man turned his back to him and faced the monster. He seemed to be trying to sacrifice himself and block the next line for Xu Xingzhi.
His back looks tragic and strong, and he is also crumbling, and almost a gust of wind can blow him down.
Xu Xingzhi bit his teeth and touched his chest.
There was a dagger lying there, it should be the one that had just been pushed down when he pushed himself down.
He pulled out the dagger with his left hand, hiding his backhand behind his back and walking straight toward the monster.
When he crossed the black side of the black man, he not only did not stop, but accelerated his pace.
The shadow of the shadow is wrong, and he blurted out: "... brother??"
Xu Xingzhi has already ran up, and the wind whistled into his ears, drowning the sound of the shadows.
Therefore, he did not hear what the shadow called himself.
The monster had already locked the target on the black shadow, and the prey that escaped halfway again returned. He was extremely violent, screaming, raising the left arm of the razor, and slashing in the direction of Xu Xingzhi. I want to solve him as soon as possible.
Xu Xingzhi raised his right hand to block.
A muffled sound of an object being pierced.
Xu Xingzhi looked at the palm of his hand, which was pierced by the pear, and whistled.
Before the monster reacted, he flew up and stepped on the right arm bayonet that the monster was about to sway, and exhausted his whole body, lifting his right hand up and setting up the monster's left arm.
The dagger used by the lungs and ghosts to pierce the chest of Meng Zhongguang was not in the heart of the monster.
Xu Xingzhi quickly pulled out the dagger and flashed out.
The monster fell to the ground, unable to twitch.
Xu Xingzhi was covered with blood spots. He resisted nausea and stepped forward, stepping on the monster's arm and smashing the dagger into the monster's forehead again.
After the monsters made up the knife, they twitched for a while, and they finally died.
Xu Xingzhi's tight muscles were still relaxed in the future, and he heard a dull down sound behind him.
One of Xu Xing turned back and found that the black film of Jiao was already on the ground.
He took a few steps in his heart and held him in his arms: "Hey!"
The man was weak: "Thirty miles southeast, take me there..."
After he finished, he looked like a faint.
In the face of this unfamiliar stranger, Xu Xingzhi almost did not think much, just picked up the dagger, wiped a wipe on the clothes, and regardless of the mess, he carefully carried him up, behind his back, Hard to use the good left hand and the broken right hand, and put the man's arms around his neck.
It was determined that the back was safe, and Xu Xingzhi went southeast.
In the southeast direction, there is a companion of this person. If he can send people to the place, he can earn a big man's feelings. Maybe he can ask where Meng Zhongguang is, and can still be there. Meet him.
... Father and sister are at home, if he has been missing for too long, they must be worried.
He has to go home early.
Xu Xingzhi thought about his own thoughts and did not notice that the black man on his back opened his eyes.
He happily snuggled up on the back of Xu Xingzhi, silently whispered: "...senior brother..."
The author has something to say:
Meng Chongguang: Brothers and brothers, you must back your back~ hug!