The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

Spring passes and autumn comes, cold comes and summer comes, the world remains the same and fireworks are normal.

The days passed quickly, and girl Zhao Yinger from Shuigu City in Ozawa State finally grew up.

Chuluo is slim and graceful, with a pair of bright, big eyes as clear as water. When she smiles, she raises two shallow pear nests. She is more lively than when she was young, but after all, she is a little more gentle.

And today is her wedding day.

She is already twenty years old, and according to local customs, she is no longer a young girl. However, Zhao Yuan's family is rich and he is willing to pamper and raise her. Others can't say anything, and they can only gossip behind her back.

Of course, the main reason is that the wealthy families in the city who are of similar age are a little afraid of this girl.

After all, some good girl would sneak out in the middle of the night and dig up the graves of her ancestors when she was only ten years old.

This was quite a sensation back then.

Therefore, who dares to marry this girl into the family?

After all, if she is not happy, what should she do if her own ancestral grave is also dug up by her?

It's winter, and the snow is falling heavily today, turning the sky and the earth into a gleaming white.

The Zhao Mansion was full of red clothes, red lanterns, and red silk tents, and it looked full of joy.

In the women's boudoir in the backyard, Zhao Ying'er was dressed in a wedding dress like fire. She stood blankly at the door of the room, watching the goose feathers and heavy snow falling outside.

Suddenly, her eyes lowered, and there was a golden seed in her hand.

She remembered that more than ten years ago, it was also a winter day, and it was given to her by an old beggar who suddenly appeared and disappeared again.

But after so many years, even though she put a lot of thought into it, it never sprouted.

The snowy wind suddenly rose, and a piece of red plum blossom fell with the wind, like a red butterfly swaying in the air, and landed on Zhao Ying'er's eyebrows.

She raised her hand, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and suddenly smiled as brightly as a flower.

This seed once entrusted a little girl with her best expectations for the future and her future husband.

But today, I woke up from the dream.

From now on, she will be devoted to her husband and raising her children. She will never ask for him again, nor should she ask for him anymore.

In the void, I don't know who sighed, no fate, no fate after all.

Outside the Zhao Mansion, strings of firecrackers were crackling. Everyone was wearing heavy cotton-padded jackets, raising their hands and smiling faces, saying congratulations and the like.

Wedding events in winter are always more festive than in other seasons.

The groom, also dressed in red, led the bride out of the mansion surrounded by everyone.

"The groom gets on the horse, the bride gets off the sedan, and we set off."

In an instant, the sky was filled with gongs and drums, and the atmosphere was as joyous as the sea.

Zhao Yuanwai watched his daughter go away and kept wiping tears at the door. He was really sad.

Suddenly, he ordered the servants behind him.

"Hurry up and prepare a banquet. Today I am going to worship my ancestors."

"Sir, are you enjoying this banquet or is it the ancestors?"

"Nonsense, of course..." Zhao Yuanwai suddenly stopped mid-sentence and sighed, "Hey, forget it, let's share this happy day with our ancestors!"

Zhao Ying'er wants to marry in the next city, which is nearly a hundred miles away, and it will take a lot of trouble in the snowy weather.

When passing by a low mountain, no one in the escorting procession paid attention. In the red wedding sedan, a golden seed slipped silently.

No one knew that a woman was clasping her hands together with tears in her eyes.

He murmured in his mouth: "My dear husband, I have been waiting for you for many years. I will not accompany you over the mountains and ridges."

"I only hope that you will sprout and bloom in this snow, be happy every day and every year, be a painting in the morning and evening, and a poem in the four seasons."

No one saw that after a group of people left, a touch of green that seemed to carry the vitality of the entire world suddenly burst out in the ice and snow.

Two leaves are blooming, and the green space makes people's hearts tremble. The green space makes people feel frightened.

And with its appearance.

The entire fate world, the heavens and the world, and even the infinite chaos began to tremble.

The sky and the earth lost color, and all the stars were no longer dazzling. It seemed that something that should not exist was born at this moment.

At this moment, countless unimaginable beings were disturbed. They calculated with their fingers, but they couldn't figure out any reason.

In the small water valley city, an old beggar in the corner clapped his hands excitedly, and his eyes seemed to be crying and smiling.

"It's done, it's done."

"A qualification, a qualification that transcends all real and virtual qualifications, hahaha, it has become... it has become..."

He went crazy and rushed directly into the vast white snow.

But in the place where he just stayed, the same old beggars died quietly, as if they suddenly decayed, dying directly in this cold winter.

It is especially understandable that if the old beggar had been a little later, he might have ended up with the same ending.

……

The world of fate is beginning to become unstable.

First, the Perfect Human Race, who originally planned to personally send troops to the thirteen Immortal Lands, suddenly changed their mind.

You must know that on the source earth, there is an entrance to the life world. The perfect human race has always guarded this place to resist foreign creatures.

But now, they turned a blind eye and directly let all races in.

Of course, there are immortal lives in the destiny world, and those immortal-level creatures would never dare to come in at will.

In the world of destiny, the place that interests all races the most is of course the thirteen immortal lands, because here, the immortal destiny is suppressed.

In addition, it is rumored that there is a ball of time origin in the world of destiny. For all living beings, it can change the destiny of all living beings.

As all races entered, they followed the Tongtian River from the source of the earth, from top to bottom.

The situation in the fate world has become confusing again.

I don't know how many creatures who are famous in the world and have the qualifications to become immortals have come here. They are either low-key, tolerant, or unscrupulous, killing at will.

In short, there was a mixture of fish and dragons, and the water became completely muddy.

Twenty years later.

The first place is still Shuigu City.

Today, a demon came here, but it was a demon from another world.

After all, demon is a general term. In the entire universe, all insects, fish, birds, beasts, mountains and rocks can become spirits or demons.

At this time, this is a stone demon with an eighth level of cultivation. It is said that it is a strange stone that was once stained with a drop of immortal blood and became a spirit.

His temperament is extremely cruel. Since he came to the first place, countless practitioners have died at his hands, and no one can cure him.

In Shuigu City, this stone demon transformed into a human form, looking like a young man in white with short hair, and then swaggered into the city.

He chose a restaurant that looked good and rushed in. "Are you the boss?"

"This guest, please come in." Seeing the extraordinary temperament of the other party, the shopkeeper quickly put aside his calculations and walked over, greeting him with a smile.

"I want slate barbecue, slate grilled fish, slate eggs... no green onions." The stone demon randomly picked an empty seat and sat down.

"Okay, sir, wait a moment."

After a while, one after another delicious dishes were served, covering the entire table.

"Yes, satisfied." The stone demon nodded.

Hearing this, the old shopkeeper suddenly smiled and even took the initiative to help him pick up the food.

"Sir, would you like to try it?"

"Huh?" The young man suddenly frowned.

"Guest...Guest, what's wrong? All the dishes don't have green onions." The shopkeeper said tremblingly.

"I don't eat cows..."

"Sir, this is not beef. It is secretly made from pasta. It tastes similar to beef. Most people can't taste it."

"I don't eat fish..."

"Sir, actually this is not fish, it's also pasta..."

"I don't eat chicken..."

"Guest...Guest, that's not chicken either..."

In short, at this moment, the shopkeeper was unknowingly full of desire for survival.

"How dare you lie to me?"

Suddenly, the short-haired young man smiled ferociously, and the killing began.