Bilong has been in a coma, and various characters are passing through his mind. They are some people I have known since childhood. Some people have long forgotten them, and some people have passed away or can no longer look at him today. They can only stand in the corner and look up at his existence.

When he opened his eyes from his coma, his mind was still abrupt. Those people who had forgotten had strangely re-emerged. They were either their former competitors, their childhood playmates, and some of them who bullied him and made him grit their teeth and strived to surpass them. They thought they were divided into two worlds with those people in their memory, but they didn't expect to remember them again?

What impressed me the most was the sleeping face when he was five years old, a young and beautiful but pale face. According to ordinary people, he should be called the master of that face, his mother, and a female alien slave with silver hair and white eyebrows and silver pupils.

I remember when I was a child, he deeply hated a woman who had long been unable to remember her appearance. Because this woman was bullied since childhood, and she was called a bastard. She was beaten up by her peers every year. Her father couldn't even remember how many children he had, and he didn't care whether he would be beaten to death. Until one day, he awakened Gala's bloodline in extreme pain.

When he grew up, he still hated him, but he felt a little grateful because his mother gave him an unparalleled talent and quickly emerged among his peers. Unfortunately, his appearance did not match the rest of the family and was still not accepted, but he would not be bullied again. As long as someone dared to question his bloodline in person, he would be beaten to a pig's head by him. The competition between peers is allowed within the rules of the family, regardless of whether it is the direct line or the side branch.

It is precisely this family that is discriminated against, ignored, and not fairly recognized that makes him work harder than anyone else and never knows what playing and fun are. He wants to surpass everyone and make anyone who dares to look at himself with an alternative look, only deserves to lie on the ground and look at his shoes.

When he became the first child of the family and the first heir of the top family, both his vision and mind have changed. The position of the clan leader of the family is like a waste of money to him, and his goal has become a promotion to Bengyun and eventually becomes the broken star Gala. Those who have been with him have all forgotten in the memory of Galari, but at this moment, it has come back to his mind, clearer than ever.

"Oh, I've become a hero and started to pretend to be deep? Such a big living person is sitting here, but I can't see it. Do you have your eyes on your head?"

The strange mockery made Bilong wake up from his face in memory, and then he found himself lying on the bed. The red clouds could be seen outside on the window of the wooden bulkhead. The blood of peeling was sitting beside the bed. The tool used to peel was actually a big sword with both hands, which made Bilong's forehead jump.

"Click..."

Xue Wuya sent the peeled fruit to his mouth, and the juice splattered everywhere. I wonder if it was here to take care of Bilong or to vent Bilong specifically.

"I thought it would be Qingcheng Feixue to come to see me, but I didn't expect..."

"That sissy? Don't tease you, you are not a woman. He will only be gentle to women and will not be misunderstood that he is a woman..."

Xue Wuya was very disdainful, as if he didn't like Qingcheng Feixue's artificiality. Whether he was a man depends on whether he was a man. Doing some useless actions will only make people look down on him.

"Then why do you want to come here? Don't say you have a crush on me..."

After dying once, Bilong felt a little different. His previous anger or resentment disappeared, and his heart was extremely painful, making him feel relaxed as if he had been reborn, and he couldn't help but stretch and joke.

"The genius is willing to come here. If it weren't for my Panlong Spear here, would you think I would?"

While speaking, Xue Wuya picked up the amethyst spear placed beside the bed and stood up and left, while walking, muttering:

"Since you are awake, go and see Lord Holy Lord. The reward he has prepared for you is outside..."

His tone was a little sour, as if he saw other children having little red flowers, but he didn't. Bilong didn't hear what the other party said clearly. He looked at the other three weapons beside the bed in surprise, including his own two-handed big sword, Qingcheng Feixue's one-handed giant axe, and An Guotai's narrow-edge sword.

The energy gathered together was extremely mellow and not much worse than Gao Feng's side, which made Bilong's always hard heart a little softer, and her iceberg-like cheeks had a hint of gentleness.

Carrying three weapons, Qingcheng Feixue and An Guotai immediately rushed up and snatched the axe and knife away to check for any damage. Bilong saw Gaofeng, who was still standing at the bow of the boat, behind Gaofeng, Xue Wuya was concentrating on the barbecue.

The huge body of the giant beast cannot be moved to the deck. There is only a small part of it, but it is also piled up like a small hill. The strange beast is always lazy and lazy. She sits upright and stares at the meat bars that are as tall as one person and wide as one person are baking on the flames. It seems that the fangs and big mouths are almost dripping with water.

"Tomorrow is the day you set off. It seems that you are waking up at the right time..."

Gao Feng did not look back, and he was still holding the wooden doll in his hand. Judging from the smooth patina on it, Gao Feng has been playing with it these days. Bilong lowered his head slightly to greet Gao Feng and said firmly:

"The goal will definitely be achieved. Please wait for our good news..."

"I am very confident about this. An Guotai cannot come forward, so I can only rely on you three. In addition to the thunder and Thirteenth who led to Thirteenth Thunder, I also need you to complete another task..."

Gao Feng suddenly turned around, Bilong and Xue Wuya stood up at the same time, looking at Gao Feng with a bright look. Gao Feng didn't interfere much in the last battle, and when it was about to succeed, Gao Feng took action and indirectly recognized that they had completed the task, which was enough to establish their confidence to look down on the world and be fearless for any task, because they were the prides of heaven who defeated the half-step disaster beast.

"The mission is told by An Guotai that now, let Bilong accept the final reward..."

Gao Feng changed his tone and said words that made Bilong confused but made others jealous. Gao Feng's fingers moved slightly, and a dark slim robe flew to Bilong. Bilong took it, but felt the same breath as the big sword with both hands.

The robe is not light, it can be said to be heavy and heavy. The material is cut from unknown leather, covered with countless thin folds and wrinkles. It is very textured but not rough. It shakes open and I find that there are dragon-shaped patterns made of crystal silk on both sleeves, which vaguely reveal a low-key luxury.

"What a good luck. The most essential leather of the Half-step Disaster Beast is integrated with the crystal silk of Lord Saint Lord. I'm afraid that even the attack of Lord Bengyun can block a few times, right?"

Xue Wuya said jealously in a tone that was so sour that he could smell it. His eyes were almost sinking into his robe and couldn't be pulled out. Qingcheng Feixue was even more unbearable. He held his hands in his heart, his eyes were crystal clear and shiny, and he looked cute and cute as he wanted. He could definitely kill the world's pervert in seconds.
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