New Era Big Demon Game Rules

The name Mu Qianxiu comes from his brother Mu Shen.

At that time, the prehistoric land collapsed for some time, let alone 1000 years.

Pixiu doesn't know what kind of bad luck he has committed. It stands to reason that his natural auspiciousness should be the most stable and safest wave even if the flood collapses. Wherever he stands is the kind of safe zone.

Unfortunately, when he opened his eyes again, his body was covered in scars and pain everywhere, as if he was crawling and tossing in the gap between time and space, and a thousand years had passed.

Pixiu was very puzzled, what did he do for so long, but obviously, he couldn't come to a conclusion, and even his memory of the past was a little fuzzy, and he always felt that he had forgotten something.

But it doesn't matter, Pixiu thinks that the sky is big and the earth is big, the most important thing is to live well and guard the treasure.

His condition at that time was really bad, basically at the dying level, and the first person he met was not his later brother Mu Shen, but his old enemy Ying Long.

The horn on Pixiu's head is broken, and his golden and soft fur is black or black, stuck together by blood clots, his legs are still limping, his stature is not big, he looks like a little wild cat on the side of the road, or a mess The worst kind.

It was at that time that he met Ying Long.

Ying Long is still the same, wearing a long black gown, with the same dead face as when he first saw him, and he doesn't know who provoked him, even the usual smile on his face is gone.

Pixiu originally wanted to go over there, and faced his deadly enemy in a mess.

At that time, he didn't think about the rationality of it, but maybe driven by some unknown force, he dragged his broken hind paw and moved to the other side of the street step by step.

That street is too long, Pixiu has never met such a long street, it seems that he can't walk to the end.

Every cell in his body was screaming for pain, but he didn't seem to feel it, stubborn like a donkey caught by a carrot.

When moving step by step, Pai Xiu's brain emptied, and he walked faster and faster, as if he was chasing some treasure that he almost missed.

Hurry up, there is still a half way to go, Pai Yao thought, it really hurts, I want Ying Long to hug him.

Pixiu didn't study his own thoughts carefully at that time, and in the following thousands of years, he never looked back on the previous embarrassment, and he couldn't grasp the rare and gentle little horse's feet that came from the lost memory.

At that time, a slender figure blocked Pixiu's view of Yinglong.

It was a very beautiful girl, but she was far away, and Pixiu was seriously injured, so she couldn't tell what race it was.But that doesn't matter, what matters is that when he saw the dead face Ying Long over the girl's shoulder, he was smiling.

Pixiu didn't know why, so he stopped. He didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't care what he was thinking. He let out a light snort and didn't move any more. Like a real stray cat, he huddled up against the wall, Eyelids drooped, watching the two figures gradually go away.

It was a warm spring, but he felt cold, maybe he lost too much blood, he was about to die, Pai Yao thought so, those two people disappeared completely at the corner of the street, and he buried his head in his arms, so he couldn't see Ying Ying. Long looked back blankly.

After a while, it started to rain, it was sunny and rainy, and the people on the street felt surprised, Pai Yao thought feebly, Ying Long is really disgusting, if you don’t save him, it’s fine, if it rains and drenches him, it’s because he’s afraid Is he not cold enough?

He felt a little sad, he didn't want to catch up, and he didn't want to make a sound. After a long time, he realized that it was because he missed his treasure in that long street that seemed to have no end.

Pixiu just huddled in the busy street like this, he was in a mess, unable to extract any spiritual power from his body, as if he was about to die.

Perhaps God favored him after all, and it was at this time that he met Mu Shen.

Jian Mu, who has experienced the world of mortals for thousands of years, is not so naive, nor is he so cold and hard, the timing is just right.

Later, Pixiu hadn't seen Ying Long for a long time, he followed Mu Shen to live in the realm of the human race, like most monster races, he kept his name incognito, except he was extraordinarily good-looking, just like an ordinary young man.

Mu Shen asked his name, he didn't have that thing, he was young, so he said, "My brother's name is Mu Shen, so I'll be called Mu Qian."

Mu Shen was so amused by him that he couldn't laugh or cry, and rubbed the clean and shiny little Pixiu: "No, this is too perfunctory, the name belongs to you, and you are not my subordinate."

Xiao Pixiu thought for a while, and there seemed to be someone in his memory who once called him Xiaoxiu gently, as if he was some kind of peerless and undiscarded treasure, flicked his tail and said, "Then let's call him Mu Qianxiu!"

Mu Shen hugged the prototype little guy in his arms and said "OK" with a smile.

When I saw Yinglong again, it was a long, long time later. Human beings have overthrown the feudal rule for so long, and his name has changed from Mu Qianxiu to "Mu Qianxiu" in other people's mouths.

This nickname matches his own monster, but there is no way, he is always dissatisfied with the treasures he owns, maybe because he lost too many when the prehistoric world was broken.

Ying Long followed Zhu Long. Mu Qianxiu couldn't remember the specific situation at that time, but he saw the familiar guy at the first sight through the sea of ​​people. As if about to be angry and cry.

When Mu Shen wasn't there, Mu Qianxiu was like a wild horse that had run loose, he had no scruples, he was ready to move, and when there was no one else, he grabbed Ying Long and wanted to fight.

Ying Long looked very confused, the two finally had a fight, like the first time they met a long time ago, only this time Pai Yao won.

Ying Long was pressed to the ground and beaten, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he seemed to have been hit by a Gu, and he didn't want to resist at all.

The only audience, Yin Lan, was stunned. As a big brother who didn't care about things outside the window, he didn't know at all that his little brother still had a monster in his heart. I don't know what's wrong with the hand-to-hand combat, but his little brother is still being beaten obediently like a fool, which is strange.

Later, the two still made an appointment when they had nothing to do, but no one held the other's hand, and they would only say "I like you" stupidly.

The turning point of the matter again is in "Mountain and Sea".

Mu Qianxiu entered this magical fake game with a name like "Getting Youdao" and a completely unfamiliar face.

Unlike most players who were born in a remote small village, he fell into a secret realm with his own identity, like a real RPG game.

Mu Qianxiu found it quite interesting. He is the only son of a businessman. The businessman failed in his business a while ago, and his family was in decline. , the only thing of value on her body is probably a marriage contract.

The object of the marriage contract is the daughter of another merchant's family.

The two families were family friends, and before the businessman died, he tremblingly confessed that he wanted him to find a family friend, complete the marriage contract, and restore the family business.

The task of leaving is also this.

Mu Qianxiu felt baffled, and very suspected that Bai Ze was targeting him. After all, he was a well-known gay guy and a pure zero. Even though he hadn't found a suitable mistress so far because of some unspeakable flaws in his body, That doesn't change the fact that he's a 0!

Having said that, Mu Qianxiu still went to that family friend.

Then I met the daughter of a family friend.

love at first sight.

Qianjin was taller than him, she smiled softly, she didn't attack at all, she just stood there quietly, she clearly saw her for the first time, but she was like an old friend returning from a snowstorm.

It was night, and there was a night breeze passing through the corridor, which disturbed the flowers and trees in Mu Qianxiu's heart, and all the emotions in the world fell into Qianjin's eyebrows.

Mu Qianxiu knew that she liked men who were tall, gentle, and able to fight.

The moment I saw the daughter, I felt that those impressions in the past were all my own imagination, and the established impressions were all overturned. Even the fact that I like men has become nonsense without factual arguments.

The conventional scripts in the world are probably the same. A poor young master who is in the middle of nowhere will not be able to marry a rich lady who is pampered and pampered. This is the law of nature.

There is another natural law corresponding to it, that is Miss Qianjin, she will definitely like this poor young master.

The poor young master and the rich daughter, together with a little maid who helped pass the red paper, is a romantic painting book full of sentimentality.

But this Fengyue painting book is a bit... otherworldly.

For example, this poor young man is a brave man who can pick up money while walking on the street, and this rich lady is a tall and long-legged woman dressed as a boss.

The two of them fell in love again like two little fools, until they left the secret realm, Mu Qianxiu found that the daughter-in-law he married suddenly turned into a slut.

It was a bit embarrassing and a bit unexpected.

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When Tiandao burped, the most shocked people were probably Mu Qianxiu and Long Ying.

From the phrase "I like you" to the mutual companionship that fell into the cracks of time and space when the prehistoric world was broken, memories that have been forgotten for thousands of years flooded in in an instant. People are in it.

It turned out that the tender pink dragon Ying that Xihe had seen was because of Mu Qianxiu's mischief, and it turned out that Bai Ze's inexplicable mission was their reunion.

"So, who is that beautiful girl?" Mu Qianxiu was worried, and grabbed Long Ying by the collar to make him explain clearly.

"What beautiful girl?" Long Ying was extremely confused.

"That's the one..." When Mu Qianxiu said this, he was also stuck, what beautiful girl?Who can remember the passers-by in thousands of years?

Maybe it was just a chance encounter, maybe it was just a simple intersection.

It's just that the timing was too coincidental, and at that time, I missed the self who forgot everything and only relied on instinct, and that's all I have been brooding about.

"It's nothing." Mu Qianxiu smiled and was in a good mood.

Long Ying also looked at Mu Qianxiu with a smile, in a good mood.

Mu Qianxiu fell out of the gap in time and space with scars all over his body. He was not much better, but he was lucky to be found by his elder brother. Maybe it was because of serious injuries or something else, his mind fell for a while, and he experienced a dark history. Phase two.

He named himself Fourteen, as Yin Lan once said, it was a stupid mistake in the second year of middle school, and he ranked himself.

The eldest brother Yin Lan, the second brother Yanqing, the third sister Suzaku, the fourth brother Xuanwu, and the fifth brother Baihu, these are relatives.

Huangniao, Shennong, Baize, Chaos, Wuwu, Qilin, these six are friends.

He felt that something was missing, and there seemed to be something important in his heart, so he picked and picked again, and made a place for Ji Xuanyuan, who had once been kind to him, as a benefactor.

By coincidence, he still left an important place for that important person who didn't know where, and ranked himself fourteenth.

Now, he finally found the person he was missing in his heart—his lover.

"You missed me for 1 years!" Mu Qianxiu thought about it and felt unhappy.

"My fault." Long Ying apologized kindly.

"So stay with me forever."

"it is good."

"I want to put you on the top of my treasury, watch carefully."

"Then will I fall?"

"No, if I can't stand firmly, I'll throw them all away, as long as you are alone."

"it is good."

Satisfied, Mu Qianxiu took Long Ying's hand and clasped his fingers tightly. The hand was warm and dry, as it had appeared countless times in his dreams of the boy Huaichun.

Their love is like a sunny rain in spring, both of them are drenched, but they love the warm spring more.