Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

The smell of silver-haired mice and Chutian was perfectly concealed. The silver-haired mouse took Chu Tian through a black lacquer, and in Chutian’s view, it was a lot larger than the mountain. Panting through a black lacquered black pine forest, one jumped into a rushing river.

On the petite body of the silver-haired mouse, a silver hair grows rapidly. The silver-haired mouse with a body length of only four or five inches has a length of two feet and has become a thick hair group wrapped around Chutian.

The river did not penetrate into the hairs, and Chu Tian quietly curled up in the hairs, looking at the blue sky through the long silver hair.

"It should wake up!" Chu Tian said softly: "Every time, when Jiang Yan enters the house, I should wake up. It’s almost eighteen years, no exception for one day. How is this dream so long? ”

'咔嚓', the rivers around Chutian, the cliffs on both sides of the river, the ancient trees on the cliffs, and the sky above the ancient trees cracked countless small cracks, and the pieces of bright and colorful landscapes collapsed and disappeared. The mouse also turned into a faint silver light and disappeared.

The ashes of the sky, the ashes of the earth, surrounded by the void of the ashes.

Chu Tian quietly stood in this gray and empty world, a tall figure slowly passed through the empty gray and walked to him.

A gorgeous brocade, a lavender face, and a square of justice with a boundless sense of justice and ethics. The imperial Jiang Yan stood quietly in front of Chutian, carrying his hands and watching him quietly.

"Is it necessary to uncover the mystery?" Chu Tian looked at Jiang Yan with a cold eye: "This Xiongtai, let a newborn baby repeat the **** dreams every day, don't you think it is too much?"

With a slight sigh, Chu Tian spread his hands and looked at Jiang Yan: "Fortunately, it is me, replaced by ordinary dolls, long ago, the spirit is annihilated, the mind is lost, or become a madman, or become a fool?"

Jiang Yan looked up and down Chutian, and slowly nodded with a touch of satisfaction: "You are not stupid, nor crazy. For 18 years, every night, you will repeat the **** scene at the beginning of your birth, you don't think you The mood is much stronger than the average person?"

Chutian does not say anything, Jiang Yanzui smiles: "A strong state of mind means that your soul is strong and tenacious. You are ten times stronger than the soul of ordinary people. To be precise, if you are a well-nourished, healthy and growing ten The soul of the eight-year-old boy is a drop of water, and your current soul has eleven drops and three more drops."

"What are you?" Chutian did not seem to hear Jiang Yan's words. He was silent for a while, and asked Jiang Yan very seriously and cautiously.

"I am, 'what'?" Jiang Yan stayed in bed, smiled and pointed at his face and asked: "Which, Jiang Yan, this face, you have been watching for 18 years in a dream, it is two It’s been eighteen years, don’t you remember?”

"You are, 'what'?" Chutian slowly raised his right hand, and the eight-faced sword quietly popped out of his sleeve.

"I am, pillow!" Jiang Yan spread his hands and hurriedly smiled: "Pillows, pillows, just, I want to give you a deeper impression. Ha, you don't think, Jiang Yan's face, your impression of him. The deepest?"

'pillow'?

Chu Tian stayed, and he subconsciously wiped the thin silver chain worn on his neck.

On the chain is a baby fist size, jade pillow carved with green jade. The small jade pillow has fine moire decoration, and the extremely smooth moiré is intertwined with each other. The shallow moiré gives a strange feeling of overlapping and unpredictable.

"You are, pillow?" Chu Tian suddenly looked at 'Jiang Yu': "The Rat said that this jade pillow has followed the ancestors of my family for nine generations. I have never heard that he will make my family ancestors have a nightmare, and it is ten consecutive years. Repeated a nightmare for eight years!"

"Yeah, I followed your nine generations of Chu's ancestors!" 'Jiang Yan' sighed with a sigh: "Nine generations, nine generations of single pass, you are the tenth generation, you have done eighteen years of nightmare to quench Refining the soul."

Squinting, 'Jiang Yan' looked at Chutian, and there was a little more secret in his tone: "I set a strict inheritance rule, I really didn't expect to encounter such a lucky person. I thought this, I The inheritance should be like the era of 'I', and it will completely disappear."

Chu Tian quietly looked at 'Jiang Yu', carefully distinguishing each of his words, every word, did not dare to have the slightest meaning.

"In the hands of different people, in the different families, bumps and flows for countless years, I can't think of it. There is really a family that can pass the nine-generation single pass. You have been tempered by my 18 years of nightmare, and you can grow up safely." Jiang Yan' smiled: "This is doomed. This inheritance must be given to you."

"Wait!" Chu Tian screamed: "What is the inheritance? What are the nine-generation single-passers?"

"This inheritance, right here, you accept or not, this is not for you!" 'Jiang Yan' smiled softly, very disapprovingly said: "As for the rules of the people who choose to pass on, Just find someone with good luck."

"Or, I want to wait a couple of days, and you will be surprised by the moment you are eighteen years old."

"But I didn't expect that when you left the city yesterday, I almost gave me a 'surprise', so I can't wait, I can only hand over the inheritance to you at this time. Anyway, in the 18th year, I am tempered by the nightmare, You already have enough foundation to accept."

The body of ‘Jiang’s was slightly moved, and Chu Tian’s eight-faced sword suddenly gave a low sword.

"Wait, the cause and effect of all this is!" Chutian hurriedly stopped the ‘江馗’.

"Scared, it’s really a little doll to do things." Jiang's stunned Chutian, and he screamed: "The cause and effect is that 'I' has a legacy that I want to pass on, but I don't know. Who is passed on to inheritance."

"So, 'I' refining this pillow, leaving a secret atmosphere, but anyone who sees this pillow will find it a secret weapon that will thrive in the family, and will be carefully collected and worn. ”

"But anyone who has got my pillow will definitely have a single pass from the Nine Generations. No matter how many wives you have, you may only have one descendant!"

"If it can be a single pass of the nine generations, and the tenth generation of the baby can withstand my eighteen years of nightmare, of course, it may be spring-dream, nightmare or other kinds, eighteen years without moving the mind, can If you grow up safely, you can inherit my inheritance."

'Jiang Yu' smiled lightly: "The cause and effect are just like this. I met you two days in advance, but I was forced to do so. I was afraid that there would be a case. So, Chu Tianhe, you are the next generation of 'I' disciples, You are willing or not, this heritage, now is yours."

‘Ha ha’ laughed loudly, and ‘Jiang’s suddenly turned into a gust of wind and swept in all directions.

The emptiness of the surrounding ash was blown away by a gust of wind, and Chutian felt only a pain in his body. His body suddenly collapsed and turned into a faint water vapor floating in this space.

The emperor, who had been wearing it for 18 years, melted silently and turned into a bitter cold stream and entered the body of Chutian, and instantly rushed to his eyebrows.

An indescribable pain came from the depths of the soul. It seems that there are 10,000 Thunders that are blasting in the soul at the same time. Chu Tianyi fainted without a bang.