Virtual World: Peerless White Emperor

Huang Zhong dived into the water of Wan wine and began to dive. He had absolute power of the sun. For him, he did not need oxygen at all. Using power and water to produce hydrogen to boil enough to consume everything. He only slightly improved his spiritual power consumption, which was only a small amount for him.

Although many strange shaped fish swimmed from him, he felt too small, a flash point attracted his attention, quickly swimmed past, the fish body was huge, with a thick tentacle on his head, a very bright lantern sarcoma hanging at the end of the tentacle, saw Huang Zhong approaching, the lantern fish opened its huge mouth and revealed its horrible teeth, but was instantly punched by Huang Zhong, grabbed his tail and swimmed to the surface, the crowd wandered to the side of Wan Pool, saw Huang Zhong pulled out the fish, Wu Na lost his voice “cousin!! You don't understand what I'm saying!! It's so big. How do you eat a dinner? ”

“No problem! There's more down there.” Huang Zhong's words make Wu Na more speechless, old Huang this guy.

“Lantern fish...” The old king looked at the appearance of the fish, but the difference was that the lantern fish didn't say so much. The lantern was too flashing.

Old Li walked straight over and cut a piece of meat with the sharp knife he was carrying. "It's not poisonous, it's very thin and the meat is only slightly rougher than tofu. ”

And Old Wang looked at this large scale and removed a piece of fish and smelled it. "You can try scales. These fish scales are great for frying in my hand. ”

“Indeed, soft and resilient. Often this material blows up crispy, but the interior is soft and sticky.” Old Mary had the most say in bombing, touching the scales in the hands of the old king and nodding.

Grandpa Qin smelled the aroma of wine and drank the water from the pool of ten thousand wine. He immediately stopped. “Is this white spirit vodka? It tastes exactly the same. ”

“Old man, I thought you said you were in the Russian area...” Old Master Qin's words reminded Old Master Qin that when he was exiled to Siberia, he made his own great trouble. The family repeatedly agreed to eventually exile himself to the borders of the Russian region, cold land, no smoke for 10,000 miles, waiting for all he saw there was torture and death, frost, cold snow was all he saw there, dragged his desperate body to wait for death, sat on the frozen lake, no longer had the strength to use his internal strength to break to find a way to get food, but fell there.

The sky was white, surrounded by white. At this time, a bear skinned girl in white appeared in front of herself, carrying a Caucasian dog named White Spirit. The girl took out a wooden cup and poured it onto a glass of vodka, a piece of black bread. Qin Zhong felt the most delicious thing in the world at the time, but this was so, poor quality vodka with fast moldy black bread. When she drank the wine under the bread, her body began to regain heat, and the girl held herself back to a kiln in an ice-covered canyon, no one else here.

Qin Zhong knew some Russian, learned that the girl's name was Shachua Pova, and probably knew through the conversation that her parents were also exiles. In the spring of this year, her parents never came back because they were looking for food. Later, he and Shachua found the remains of her parents. Still so peaceful, they buried it by the kiln. And that bottle of vodka was the only thing left by her parents, looking at the girl's deep red hair and kneeling to pray for her life. Qin San seemed to have seen the angel, duh, for the rest of his life. At the worst time, no one was there with him. Mother didn't look at me more, but she saved herself.

Qin Zhong began to seek food, accumulated the fur of a number of mutant beasts and collected the town far away in exchange for wine and food. Such a difficult day was, in his eyes, one of the best times of his life.

Gradually, he and the young girl fell in love, both of them were content with this cruel and dependent life, no other thoughts, just plain love, and they gave birth to a son, named Shachua only speaks Chinese Qin and San. Finally, Qin Zhong called the child Qin San, Shachua loved his children and husband very much, and so did Qin Zhong. On such a day, he was really satisfied. Despite the bitter cold and wind and snow in the face, the kiln cave was all his favorite wife and children, dressed in animal hide and very happy, sat in an ice hole on a lake that had once fallen and started fishing, intending to fish a good tail to cook soup for his wife and children.

In the kiln cave, the Caucasian dog's huge body wrapped Qin San around him and loved him. Two mouths boiled the fish. At this time, a loyal child made him go outside the cave and saw his mother. After communicating, he said he would never return to the Qin family, even if the division only had its own pulse.

But back in the kiln cave, Shachua fell into the blood, the Caucasian dog was nailed to the stone wall by a long gun, behind the voice of the Qin mother “child, I am all for your own good, when you go back, you are the owner of the family. This woman gave birth to a male infant for our Qin family, but she was barbaric after all, but the child was a little like his mother, but the dark eyes were certain, and I liked him very much. ”

Anger, chill, despair, pain, countless emotions filled Qin Zhong watched his mother hold Qin San's beloved look, then looked at his wife and dog's corpse, tears like rain “why. Why... ”

“Exile you, Ben, is my attention. Do you think the evil you've caused will go away? You killed the third son of Li's cousin! I didn't think you'd make it here. I didn't think you'd break the leaves for our family. Come on, there's nothing for a criminal's daughter.” The mother of Qin walked out of the warm cave with the child and greeted the snow. Qin Zhong knelt on the ground and cried with Shachua's body. For the first time in her life, she hated herself to be a relative of the Qin family. Her wife's cold body filled her eyes with hatred and looked beyond the snow hole.

Qin San looked at his father's expression very strangely, and didn't say much. Whenever Grandma anniversaries, his father would always drink white spirit vodka, and when Grandma died, he didn't attend from beginning to end. Even on the painless end and continuation he chose to continue. In that day, his father seemed to smile at the painful and brutal appearance in the nursing room.

However, for Qin San, Grandma Qin was very good to him. It can be said that he was taking care of everything. However, Qin Zhong always looked at Grandma coldly, but did not dare to say more.

Qin Zhong knew that Qin San thought he hated his grandmother again, and so far he had not told him that his mother was actually a young girl in the coldest part of Siberia, claiming that her angel was a blasphemy to her. Qin Zhong thought of the day he walked away, and it turns out that it was the cave, Shachua...

“Grandpa, why did you have to call my nickname Shakia...” Stingray asked.

'Cause it's a name no angel can compare to. ”Qin Zhong's words made Shivering Rose straighten up goosebumps“ disgusting your granddaughter. You're so old, you can't help but talk so nasty... ”

“ ”Qin Zhong embarrassed himself with another sip of 10,000 liquors.