At the age of ten, Mo Ji tested his middle-level aptitude. Their family was not big, so they liked him very much.

At the age of fifteen, he possessed a spirit beast egg and hatched the spirit beast in less than a month.

Including the owner's full expectations, the light of the spirit beast is very strong.

But after the light dissipated, only a pool of mud remained.

The world built by Mo Gui has collapsed. He hates such disgusting mud, not only him, but also his family.

The young children in the family began to test, and there were more people with higher qualifications than him. Mo Ji looked at his spirit beast and thought about killing it more than once and refining it again.

From the stars holding the moon to falling into the mud, but within a few years, Mo Gui became gloomy. He learned forbidden techniques and was expelled by his family.

In the future, he will find a spiritual beast that he likes and is worthy of his own.

'Owner. ’

'Owner. ’

Whenever the silt called him, it reminded him that he should have a stronger and better spirit beast.

Astray, gradually deepen.

Consciousness returned to the cage, Mo Ji stepped on one person's chest, looked at the corpse of the eldest grandson Yuhui, and laughed.

His spirit beast is gone.

The reason why the natal spirit beast is in that form, of course, has nothing to do with his heart.

What kind of person is he, what kind of spirit beast is.

It was he who hatched this disgusting spirit beast, not the spirit beast that found him.

The disgusting one is him.

Several spirit beasts attacked him at the same time, and wounds of different sizes had appeared on his skin, and Mo Ji gradually lost his strength.

"Right now, come on!"

More than a dozen swords were inserted into him, and the pain pierced into the bone marrow.

‘Master, I am your natal beast, and I will always be loyal to you. ’

'Master, I will accompany you to find a spiritual beast you like and accompany you all the time. ’

'Master, if I die, I will hurt you, so go to a safe place first...'

The light in front of Mo Ji went out, and he fell to the ground, dripping with blood.

"I hate you."

The words were scattered in the wind.

He closed his eyes, the blood of demon beasts surged wildly, and the eldest grandson's patriarch said solemnly: "He wants to explode himself, hurry up and leave!"

They fled everywhere, but did not see the feminine man, the corners of his lips curved in an arc.

'The master has come to see you. ’

'boom--! ’

...

The sound of the explosion of the small mountain range spread to the big mountain range.

Ling Qingxuan looked behind the void with cold eyes.

[Host, both male and female protagonists are dead. 】

A gentle wind blows.

Like someone's whisper.

Ling Qingxuan listened quietly for a while, and let out some of her spiritual energy.

【Host, you... 】

zz was a little surprised that the host was actually helping the irrelevant humanization.

It's that spirit beast.

zz was dripping with cold sweat, and couldn't help but look at the white fog.

The host even remembered this.

What should I do, if the memory completely remembers it before it has not been completed...

Oh, this seat is convenient for maintaining the form of childhood for a longer time.

So the spirit was dissipated.

Ling Qingxuan's cold voice echoed in the space.

zz, you look hot.

zz was agitated, [Autumn is coming, it's getting colder recently, ah, no, it's the summer solstice, it's so hot. 】

Ling Qingxuan didn't say anything, just looked at Qing Nuan.

The young man was at ease in the center of World of Warcraft, and he used to be young and calm, and his every move was with coercion.

He defeated more monsters than the other two.

Until it was dark, there was a signal and a call from the small mountain range, and the three people were too tired to sit by the tree trunk.

Ling Qingxuan carried Qing Nuan and planned to fly over with him.

Xie Han saw what she was thinking, and waved quickly, "Little, little goddess, you can't favor one over the other, bring us too."

"Can't take it."

Thank you letter: ... You can carry hundreds of monsters with your hand, can't you bring them anywhere?

Just as Xie Han was about to refute, he shook and was carried by the white tiger.

"Qingyang? You still have strength." Xie Han said happily to Qingyang.

His unicorn was already tired, and he couldn't even force it out.

The two were led by the white tiger, followed behind Ling Qingxuan, and went to the small mountain through the new exit.

When Father Qing saw them, he quickly got Qing Yang and Qing Nuan to be picked up.

Father Xie also came, and the first thing he saw Xie Han was to kick his ass.

Xie Han didn't have the strength to call out, and went straight to sleep.

The trials of the Warcraft Mountains are as calm as the sandy beach after the turbulent waves.

The unsuspecting students only knew that the trial was interrupted, while the other people who participated in the encirclement and suppression had a lingering shadow in their hearts.

That self-destruction hurt a lot of people who didn't escape in time.

The fact that the eldest grandson Yuhui devoured other people's spirit beasts was found out, and the eldest grandson's family was praised for his righteous extermination, and the status of the eldest grandson's family also rose.

However, it is well known that the only son of the Xie family's spirit beast was transformed into a unicorn.

The letter of thanks won honor for the Xie family, and the Xie family is no longer the one to be talked about in the five great aristocratic families because of the unicorn.

However, no one knew about the matter over the Great Mountain of Warcraft.

...

The Qing family, Qing Nuan and the young Ling Qingxuan sat face to face.

He had completely digested the profound energy he had obtained that day, and had also transferred it to the little girl, but she had not changed at all.

"Ling'er." Qing Nuan's peach blossom eyes were filled with helplessness, "Our marriage..."

He originally wanted to pass on his profound strength to Ling Qingxuan, make her return to her adult form, and then take her to his father's place to explain the relationship between the two.

But now, she can't go back.

"No hurry." Ling Qingxuan was lying on the bed, really not panicking at all.

Ke Qing is in a hurry. He likes Ling Qingxuan very much. He wants to marry her sooner. At the very least, he has to confirm the marriage first, lest his father help her find other partners later.

"Qing'er, I like you." The boy leaned over to look at her, his slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, with bits of broken light.

After returning, Qing Nuan would confess to her every day, as if to make up for the previously suppressed emotions.

The little girl reached out to catch his handsome face and kissed it lightly.

The tiny touch was instantly magnified, and Qing Nuan pursed her lips and said, "I want to kiss you."

"Can't kiss, the mouth shape is wrong." The little girl looked serious.

Qing Nuan:  …

He sighed and took out a small box from the locked cabinet.

"In the few days I was in retreat, in fact... I was thinking of you every day, and I couldn't cultivate peacefully, so I remodeled it with the jewelry left by my mother."

It turned out that he had already prepared something for her, Ling Qingxuan half sat up, looking at him with pale eyes with frost.

The box was opened, and inside were a pair of earrings. The earrings were made of rare and transparent light blue ore, and inside this light blue, there was a touch of red.

"This is the blood from our blood pact, and I divided it up a bit." The young man said embarrassedly.

Who would have guessed that he had such thoughts about his own spirit beast long ago.

Qing Nuan was about to continue to say something, but his door was knocked open.

Qingyang's slender figure stood at the door. He looked at his younger brother, his voice slightly trembling.

"Qing Nuan, thank you letter that he is getting married."