Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

Winter passes and spring comes, cold and hot alternate.

Unknowingly, Hua Menghuang...that is, Xiaocao had been living alone in school until he was nine years old.

But her body shape seemed to be determined, shriveled and thin.

The most obvious thing is that compared with Hua Mingzhu of the same age, she looks like a little gray duck, and her height has just reached Hua Mengzhu's shoulders. It seems that she has not grown up in two or three years, which is very exaggerated.

But actually, this is not surprising at all.

The hostility of evil neighbors, the burden of life... one thing after another is enough to crush any little girl, but Xiaocao is like a small grass. Although it is humble and weak, it has always lived strong.

The sky was gloomy and drizzle was drizzling, as if the entire land was covered with a gray cloth.

On this day, Xiaocao was working at home as usual.

In the remote hut, the firelight was weak, and only a little girl was left sitting on a small bench.

She narrowed her eyes with concentration, grabbing her student robe with one hand and threading needles with the other.

Under her feet was a single piece of rusty scissors that became increasingly sharp.

Except for the flood source of [Reflecting the Heavens], I am afraid no one knows the origin of this single piece of rusty scissors, because this is Hua Menghuang's accompanying sacred weapon - the Dream Sword!

"...Old dog Chen is getting more and more crazy. He actually broke into Aunt Zhang's house and stole things."

"...Humph, this aunt is not a good thing. She has always wanted me to be her child bride and work as a cow and horse for her family."

"...Miss Mingzhu is a good person. Seeing how pitiful I am, she plans to accept me as her study companion without having to work so hard. Unfortunately, she needs me to be a slave in her family. I promised grandma that I will never be a slave. , would rather die than surrender.”

Under the weak firelight, although Xiaocao's face was thin and dull, her eyes were too bright, like stars.

At this moment, she gradually made a decision in her heart, that is, she would take the initiative to kill Chen Laogou.

It was a very good time to kill Chen Laogou at this time, because there happened to be a dispute between Chen Laogou and Aunt Zhang's family.

Moreover, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid that thieves will miss you.

If Chen Laogou doesn't die for a day, Xiaocao will feel uneasy!

but……

Something unexpected happened to Xiaocao.

Early next morning.

School.

The mountain chief, teachers, students, and even handymen like Xiaocao are all gathered here.

"What happened? Why did we all gather suddenly?"

"I heard that there is an immortal who wants to recruit disciples. Let's see if anyone in our group has such an opportunity."

"The Immortal accepts a disciple... From this point of view, I feel that he is coming towards Miss Mingzhu."

"Yes, Miss Mingzhu has been talented and intelligent since she was a child, and she has a beautiful appearance."

"..."

At this moment, there was a murmur among the crowd.

The expression on everyone's face is different, either expecting, apprehensive, or nervous.

Everyone knows that if you really become the apprentice of an immortal, your destiny will be completely changed and you will no longer be affected by the currents of troubled times.

Among the crowd, Xiaocao watched all this calmly.

Ever since the day she lost her grandma, she had understood that she was definitely not a child favored by God. Therefore, she had almost no thoughts about this opportunity for an immortal to choose a disciple.

Hua Mingzhu, on the other side, was breathing air-conditioning, with a pink and pouty face, very cute.

"I didn't expect that the legendary Lord Butterfly Sword would come in person to choose a disciple. Phew, I hope I can be chosen by her and won't be missed like others." Hua Mingzhu thought in her heart.

She has already learned some information from the adults.

This time, Master Diejian will accept a disciple who is nine years old.

And apart from Hua Mingzhu, which child in this area is qualified to be Lord Diejian's apprentice?

No!

"Boom——"

Suddenly, a mighty sound of thunder was heard from the sky, which made the people present tremble in their hearts, their faces turned pale, and they became silent for a moment.

Colorful clouds fluttered, and groups of radiant butterflies descended from the sky, sweeping the place.

On the far horizon, there was a fiery red sword shadow emerging, like a fire butterfly or a strong wind.

Under the gaze of everyone, the grass was surrounded by countless light butterflies, vaguely showing a bit of supreme elegance.

Before everyone could regain their senses, these visions quickly dissipated and disappeared into thin air. Similarly, Xiaocao's figure disappeared.

"Has the immortal left?"

"Wait, why is Miss Pearl still there?"

"I don't know, maybe the immortal didn't accept Miss Pearl."

"Just now, that was the grass surrounded by light, am I right?"

"..."

Xiaocao is going to become the immortal's apprentice?

A very dreamy and shocking truth seems to be happening around them now and reaching everyone.

Some people are happy and some are sad. This is really unbelievable.

"It turned out to be Xiaocao..." Hua Mingzhu was very disappointed, with tears in her eyes.

She hoped that Xiaocao could live well, but in her heart she didn't want Xiaocao to live as well as she did.

In other words, she hopes that she will always be a giver, in order to satisfy her sense of moral satisfaction.

"It's over, I'm in big trouble."

When old ghost Chen Dong heard the news, he suddenly felt like the world was turning upside down, like falling into an ice cellar.

Over the years, his malice towards Xiaocao has been undisguised and naked.

"Xiaocao won't settle accounts with me..." Aunt Zhang was also trembling in her heart. Over the years, she had used her status as an elder to deduct Xiaocao's wages, and kept her reputation for Xiaocao every day.

One bit, one pile.

Like a flash flood, the news that Xiaocao was accepted as a disciple by the immortal quickly washed away the area, bringing great shock to people.

No one could have imagined that Xiaocao would have such a great blessing. It was unbelievable.

Even Xiaocao himself was shocked.

Why was she suddenly attracted by the immortal?

"Big Dream Seed? Hello, I am Ji Limin, the martial saint of Ji Clan, one of the four great families..."

Xiaocao couldn't quite remember what the person in front of him said.

She only felt that the person in front of her was dazzling, as beautiful as a fairy in the sky. She didn't know what words to use to describe it.

Finally, Xiaocao, who felt inferior, looked down at his straw sandals and thought to himself, it would be great if one day he could be as powerful and beautiful as the fairy in front of him, even if it was just for one day.

In that case, grandma should be very happy~

"Xiaocao? This is not a name. Otherwise, you can call me Menghuang. The big dream Huanghuang is unstoppable!"

"Menghuang, big dream Huanghuang, unstoppable? I am...Hua Menghuang?"

Hua Menghuang kept chanting in her heart, and the light in her eyes became brighter and brighter.

At this moment, she completely had a new identity and a new future!

It was also that night that a group of Taoist soldiers from the Ji family mounted horses and held spears and surrounded the school area.

"Pa bang bang..."

Big raindrops fell intensively, constantly hitting the cold armor, making a dull sound.

There was a bamboo tower on the mountain, and Hua Mingzhu's body was cold, and she didn't dare to look directly at these Ji family Taoist soldiers.

Beside her, her mountain chief father was not much better, he was also in awe.

"No, you can't do this to me. I have no ill intentions towards that girl Xiaocao. I even give her food during holidays."

On the rain-soaked ground, Old Ghost Chen was escorted to the ground, crying with snot and tears.

On the other side, Aunt Zhang and others who had great evil thoughts towards Xiaocao in the past also fell to their knees, their whole bodies soaked by the rain.

"Three years ago, you, Chen Dong, lost three acres of fertile land in a gambling house and incurred gambling debts. In the end, you planned to capture Miss Menghuang and sell her to Yakouzi..."

The leading Taoist soldier read out each word, and every time he said something, Old Ghost Chen's face turned pale.

This time, Old Ghost Chen wanted to speak out, but a force blocked his mouth.

I don't know when, the sound of spears and whips was heard in the field.

Some were stabbed to death on the spot, while others were flogged for thirty years.

In addition, those who had helped Hua Menghuang also received gifts from the Ji family's Taoist soldiers, either land or real money.

Revenge when there is hatred, repay kindness when there is kindness.

Thunder, rain and dew are both available.

That night, the earth was filled with blood.

Fortunately, all the bystanders remained silent, not daring to say another word.

But they all understand that Xiaocao is no longer what she used to be. Grandma Xiaocao's dream has been realized by Xiaocao!

…

half year later.

Butterfly Sword Blessed Land.

In mid-air, groups of butterflies were flying leisurely, playing and playing.

All kinds of flowers bloom on the earth, like a sea of ​​flowers, so beautiful.

In a small valley, Hua Menghuang's bare feet were chasing a white butterfly. She changed from her previous dullness and became extremely lively.

The smile on her face was so bright and sunny.

Now, after receiving the help of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, Hua Menghuang no longer has enough to eat, wear warm clothes, or sleep enough...

If it weren't for those eyes that were still smart and bright, even her grandmother, who loved her most, wouldn't have recognized her as a granddaughter.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, wait for me."

The bell-like laughter sounded, sweet and powerful.

On the grass, Hua Menghuang played and ran happily.

As she ran, her figure seemed to begin to grow and age.

And her running footsteps seemed to have outrun Bo Qing's apprenticeship, she seemed to have outrun the opening ceremony, she seemed to have outrun the Battle of the Great Dream's Destiny, she seemed to have outrun the war between the human race and the demon race, she seemed to have outrun the swordsmanship family. The construction of Bo people...

But in the end, everything dissipated like a bubble, and Hua Menghuang was still the little girl.

At some point, a figure stood quietly on the side of the valley.

This figure is wearing a mysterious black Taoist robe, standing with one hand on his back, tall and straight, with piercing eyes, and there is a sense of calm that the world is turning, but I am standing still.

He is here and on the other side, uncaptured and unseen.

——Hong Yuan!

(Hua Menghuang Chapter, end)

ps:

The new book is in preparation and will be released on January 20th.

This time, the green caterpillar has enough manuscripts, okay...