Chapter 192 Asking Floating Life

The endless grassland is full of small hard stones, white clouds in the sky, and the air is full of aura. A purple figure stands quietly in the grassland, as if he has integrated into this world.

Occasionally, when someone passes by, when they see this picture, they begin to doubt whether they have hallucinations. Such a perfect and fascinating face should not exist in the world!

Baling ignored the door of the off-road vehicle, but felt the breath around him. A breeze blew, and Baling suddenly moved.

When he was quiet, he was like a perfect picture scroll, but when he moved, he jumped in front of a child. The child running crazily on the grassland stopped and shouted when he saw Baling in front of him, "Wow! Don't eat me!" As soon as he opened his mouth, the child's ears turned into Mao Rongrong's rabbit ears, and his tail also grew from behind his buttocks.

The timid rabbit baby looked at Baling trembling all over and had been scared by the strong demonic spirit on his body.

For many years, it has still looked like this. Baling looked disdainfully at the baby rabbit that had just arrived at his waist, with a cold voice with a trace of urgency: "Little girl, where is your son?"

"Our son said he didn't want to be found again and wouldn't let me tell anyone!" The baby rabbit stared at his big watery eyes and pretended to be righteous and awe-inspiring, but he didn't know that his words had already betrayed his son's information.

Baling snorted coldly and looked at the appearance of the baby rabbit. Suddenly, he remembered a sentence that could describe people when he was in the Shi family, "This breath of the weak..." In the demon cultivation, the strong never paid attention to the weak. The baby rabbit also followed a good master, showing the demonic spirit all over his body, Baling's loud voice Asked, "Where is your son?"

"I..." Before the rabbit finished speaking, he had already been scared by Baling's demonic appearance. He sat on the ground and began to fall into tears.

"Don't take it out on the rabbit, Ba Snake."

The voice came from all directions, and the clear voice was mixed with a trace of helplessness, as if there was nothing to do with people like Baling. Baling bent down and helped the crying pear blossom rain rabbit up. The thin corners of his lips seemed to bend an imperceptible arc in such a moment, even if it was only such a small The curvature of the smile was enough to make people distraction. Even the crying rabbit looked at Baling stupidly and forgot to cry.

In the wide grassland, a snow-white BMW suddenly appeared. The horse rushed towards Baling and the rabbit. Baling stood on his face without a trace of expression. The white horse stopped in front of Baling, bit the rabbit's clothes with one mouth, and then ran quickly. Baling jumped and sat firmly. On the back of the white horse, even without reins, the powerful demonic horse on his body dared not throw him to the ground.

Sitting on the horse's back, surrounded by the whirling wind, surrounded by the unique fresh breath of the grassland, a trace of confusion suddenly appeared in Baling's cold eyes. Such a scene seemed to have happened many years ago, but why can't he remember at all?

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The horse ran for a long time before staying in an empty grassland. Usually, no one will pass by here. Today's era is different from the past. Many people have their own pastures, and no one will usually go to the depths of the grassland to explore.

However, no one could have imagined that there would be more people living in this grassland. A breeze blew, and a courtyard suddenly appeared in the empty grassland. There were all kinds of exotic grass in the yard. Hundreds of flowers competed for beauty. The white horse hissed and ran to the yard and disappeared.

A square table, a pot of hot tea, and a young man in blue clothes are shaking a folding fan and smiling, "I haven't seen you for many years. I don't know if my old man is still there?"

The talking man's sword eyebrows and star eyes were thin, and he raised his hands and threw his feet in a fairy manner. Ba Ling looked at this man from afar and only felt extremely familiar, so he asked, "Are you asking Fusheng?"

The man put away the folding fan and asked with a smile, "Don't you recognize me?"

Since Baling escaped from the gossip array, his memory has been intermittent. He came here with his feelings and knew that this person was called Fusheng, and he also knew many things in the world. However, the Fusheng in front of him had no aura, as if he had no cultivation at all.

"If I remember correctly, you should have cultivated. How can you be an ordinary person?" The question floating in my memory should not be such a gesture.

Aware of Baling's suspicious eyes, he asked Fusheng and was not angry. Instead, he poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Baling. "I'm asking Fusheng, but it's not the one you know. Now that the aura is weak, what else do people like me talk about, but you..." Ask Fusheng asked with a smile, "What on earth are you looking for me?"

After taking the teacup, Baling said, "I was sealed under the gossip array ten thousand years ago. Now I have escaped, but I can't find my body. Do you know where my body is hiding now?"

In ancient times, there was a Wen clan who knew the art of divination, and memory could cross a long river of time. Therefore, each generation of Wen clan will have an heir who knows the things of heaven.

In the world, floating life does not ask about floating life. However, in the dream of floating life, immortals are above ordinary people and practiced against the sky. From then on, the taboo of asking the owner of floating life is also widely spread in the world. However, if you want to ask floating life something and tell him something, the other party must promise to ask the family something.

Fukusheng gently touched the tea and said calmly, "All the way to the south, you will always meet what you are looking for." The person in front of the words had long been lost, and only the teacup on the table still exuded heat.

Baling's voice came from afar, "I owe you one thing, and he will return it to you one day!"

Baling was too eager to find his broken memory. The master who suddenly appeared that day had an inexplicable familiarity with Shi Miao, and everything drove him to find his body as soon as possible.

You can't live like this anymore!

In the yard, Fusheng was still drinking tea, but the baby rabbit asked unhappily, "Son, why did you tell him so easily?" He scared me just now and didn't respect you.

"It doesn't matter. There are always some things to think about." A trace of sadness appeared on Fusheng's face. "It's enough for him to forget it once. The most painful thing is to forget it all his life."

"Do you want to forget it all your life? Who is so pitiful?" The little rabbit immediately flattened its mouth and began to sympathize with the man.

Fusheng did not answer the baby rabbit's words, but laughed gently, and a tear fell silently into the teacup, causing layers of ripples.