Xuanhuan: So I am the ancestor of all weapons

"Crack!"

Thunder roared.

Ye Fan shivered and opened his eyes.

In front of him was the scorched black land, and above the dark sky was endless lightning.

Strong winds, torrential rain, soybean-sized raindrops fell like jade beads, and hit the scorched earth ravaged by lightning.

"Here is Hu Mo's inner world?" Seeing the hopeless scene in front of him, Ye Fan was not too surprised, "Actually, it's similar to what I imagined. It feels like a broken love."

He raised his hand to catch the rain, and the raindrops hit the palm of his hand, icy cold to the bone, just like the feeling of a broken love.

Ye Fan couldn't help shaking his head: "Ask what love is in the world, and tell people that there is no place to shave. Don't blame the minister for not being able to control it. I only blame the princess for being so admirable, making people worry and worry."

In fact, sometimes, Ye Fan also thinks about a question, people who cultivate immortals have an infinite lifespan, and they are often separated by hundreds of years, friends who forget years are everywhere, and there should be quite a few old Wangs next door.

If one is not careful, the grandpa marries the granddaughter, or the great-grandson marries the grandmother, how should this generation be counted?
No one could give him an answer to this question, and he didn't have the nerve to ask.

Some things can only be taken one step at a time.

Ye Fan continued to move forward, searching for Hu Mo in the torrential rain.

To his surprise, he found Humo very quickly, not far away at the foot of the mountain, under the rain, his back became more and more lonely, like a lost child, which made Ye Fan feel worried at a glance.

Ye Fan didn't interrupt him, but concealed his aura, walked lightly, and approached Hu Mo slowly.

Firstly, Ye Fan didn't understand the situation, and it is easy to cause accidents if he speaks indiscriminately. Secondly, he also wanted to see what it was, so that Hu Mo could never forget it.

Ye Fan approached Hu Mo step by step, and as his eyes narrowed, Ye Fan finally saw clearly what was in front of Hu Mo.

a mausoleum.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a two-person-high building entrance, which is exquisitely carved.

It seems to be the unique architectural style of the Qingqiu Fox Clan. It is made of stone and has the structure of a general stone house, but the whole body is submerged in the mountain. There is only one entrance left outside the mountain. The tomb is very large, and most of them are buried with princes and generals.

As for why it is a mausoleum, it is because there is a tombstone at the entrance, and on the tombstone are written words that Ye Fan can't understand.

Weird and weird.

Feng Shui Wu is not dead.

Is it not lovelorn, but the death of a loved one?

But why did the crazy Hu Mo call the princess to act like a beast?

This is really weird.

Ye Fan continued to watch, he was waiting, waiting for the opportunity to speak.

However, Ye Fan didn't wait for that opportunity, but found a scene that puzzled him even more.

In the distance, on the other side of the foot of the mountain, the figure of a long-haired child flashed away.

Ye Fan rubbed his eyes, how could there be half a child?

I read it wrong?Ye Fan was not sure.

But in order to confirm, Ye Fan still rushed over, the real water step was running, his speed soared to the extreme, almost instantly appearing at the place where the child disappeared.

"It seems that my eyes are really dazzled." There was endless scorched earth in front of my eyes, and there were no children.

However, when Ye Fan turned around to go back, a long-haired child flashed past the corner of his sight again.

This time Ye Fan saw clearly that it was a child with black fox ears and ragged clothes. For some reason, Ye Fan always felt that this child was very familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere.

However, this did not surprise Ye Fan.

What shocked Ye Fan was that the place where the child appeared was a thousand meters away!
What kind of child can run a kilometer in the blink of an eye?
But the scene a thousand meters away made Ye Fan even more confused.

A thousand meters away, where the children disappeared, there is an empty wasteland.

On the wasteland, in the rain curtain, there is a space crack floating in the air, the power of space is flowing, as if it is connected to another piece of time and space.

Could it be that it's the environment in the environment...?
"Hey~" Ye Fan felt powerless and sighed deeply, "Sure enough, people who talk less have complicated hearts."

but.

Ye Fan turned his head again and looked at Hu Mo who was stopping at the foot of the mountain.

Since Hu Mo is here, what is in the space ahead?
What was the figure of that child just now?
Is it...

Ye Fan already had guesses in his mind.

In order to confirm his guess, Ye Fan could only drag his tired body forward like a crack in space.

Open your eyes, in front of you is the endless grassland, in the grassland, there are a few villages, bustling with each other.

At a glance, in the village, there are men, women and children, men farming and women weaving, enjoying themselves happily.

It's just that the people in the village all have fox ears on the first and hairy tails on the back.

And the long-haired child with black fox ears just now is also in the village.

"Here is Qingqiu."

Consistent with Ye Fan's conjecture, the story really started to develop from Qingqiu, and the child with black ears and long hair should be Hu Mo when he was a child.

But what puzzled Ye Fan was, Feng Shuiwu, have you been to Qingqiu?
Ye Fan really didn't know, he knew very little about the past of these people.

He can only continue to read.

"Look, it's black ears!"

"It's the legendary ominous fox!"

Hu Mo was already paying attention. He tried his best to avoid the crowd and tried to pass through the village, but there were still bustling crowds, which he couldn't avoid.

Hu Mo pretended to be deaf and dumb, walked quickly away from the crowd, walked through the village, and came to a secluded hut far away from the village.

The thatched hut is simple, with a big hole in the roof. There is a wooden barrel under the hole, which is filled with water. There are sporadic drops of water dripping from the hole in the roof, and the sound of "tick" sounds from time to time.

Ye Fan looked up at the sky, the sky was just right, and a long rainbow was in the sky, as if it was sunny after the rain.

It happens that the house leaks and it rains all night.

Unexpectedly, Hu Mo's childhood was so pitiful.

But Hu Mo seemed to have gotten used to it. With such a weak body, he ran faster than a rabbit. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived at the corner of the hut. There were a few earthen pots in the corner, which were already dusty.

He took out a few pine cones from his tattered clothes, and said to the earthen pot, "Ah Hong, today's meal is here."

A small red head protruded from between the two earthen jars, and its dark eyes rolled straight.

Ah Hong is a squirrel.

This fox and squirrel seemed to have known each other for a long time. Seeing Humo, Ah Hong was so happy that he spun around in circles. The big red tail followed its movements and flew up and down, like a dancing elf. It was really beautiful.

But Hu Mo didn't speak again, his eyes stared at Ah Hong's tail, and he was silent for a long time.

"If only my tail was red too." Hu Mo's thin shoulders drooped, and the black fox tail behind him was like a tattered mop, lifeless.

"Zhizhi~" As if sensing Hu Mo's emotions, Ah Hong stopped circling, blinking her dark eyes.

Hu Mo quickly shook his head, stretched his shoulders, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if the decadence just now was just an illusion.

"Ah Hong, do you want to hear my story from yesterday? Yesterday was the luckiest day of my life!"

Hu Mo's small fists were clenched tightly, and the fox ears stood up high on his head.