Devouring The Heavens

Through his memory, Xuanyuan knew that his home was in a towering tree not far from here.

One person and one wolf, without any hassle, walked towards their home, while walking, Xuanyuan read his memory. In this towering tree, he used this one to look rusty, extremely A blunt dagger, dug out one by one, there is a simple bed, a sheet made of magic tiger skin, the other tree walls are covered with his spoils, and a complete piece of magic wolf skin On the ground, in imagination, it is a warm little home. In the center of the tree house is a deep pit with a diameter of about ten meters. It is a place used for daily cooking. In this wilderness, cooking smoke is easy to attract others. Note, as long as people find out, the end may be a place of no burial, one can imagine how dangerous in this world.

Xuanyuan saw from his memory that people who lived independently like him would either enter a family in Yuehuang City and become a slave to the family, or they would become mercenaries, let people hire bodyguards, or do Some unscrupulous activities, with good luck and good qualifications, will be accepted by some schools as disciples. From then on, they will have no worries about food and clothing. If something is killed, the female may be killed first and then raped.

At this moment, Xuanyuan felt that he was still so helpless, how hard it was to break out of his own world in this strange and cruel world, and he wanted to ask the son of the city owner , Yuejue Revenge, is there that hope?

"People are dying, they are afraid of hanging!"

Feeling discouraged, Xuanyuan knew that what people were most afraid of was less spirit, less courage, less principle, less own will, without these, a person can only say that he lived as a walking dead. determination.

"No matter what method is used, I will definitely avenge you. Since I am attached to your body, this is the only reward I can give you. You and the soul of Guyue, look at me, I Will definitely fulfill his oath."

Once again, when Xuanyuan cheered himself, he had walked to the door of his house and opened the tree door from a very secret place. Everything was not much different from his own imagination.

However, when Xuanyuan took the lone star into the tree house and looked at his tree bed, he was stunned.

Xuanyuan rubbed his eyes and froze in place. I saw a woman wearing a white dress with off-the-shoulder silk dress, her long hair was randomly scattered behind her, as if it were the top black silk, running down to her waist. The jade body is horizontal, the shoulders are round, the exquisite and perfect collarbone, the chest is exposed with a small piece of water, the soul is white, and the skin is tender and tender. The Xuanyuan swallows saliva, and the eyes widen and look straight.

"If you don't look at the white, don't look at it, you have lived a lifetime, and you haven't seen such a beautiful woman. You can earn more by looking at it. The thousand widows of Zhao are not as good as her fingers..."

The old beggar, who is not bad by nature, but has some lust, often takes him to peek at Xuanyuan who is taking a shower in Widow Zhao's bath.