Chapter 827 Master, Give Me a Hug? (1)

Cold wind poured in from the window.

Woohoo.

The girl lying on the dry grass trembled slightly with her long and thick eyelashes.

The girl hugged her arms, and then opened a pair of beautiful almond eyes.

Feng Qian blinked and sat up from the hay.

The surrounding environment is somewhat depressed.

The window paper was torn, and the cold wind poured in from there.

The incomplete wooden boards were stained with thick layers of dust, and thick cobwebs could be seen everywhere.

On her right, there is a broken Buddha statue.

The offerings in front of the Buddha statues have already become moldy.

This is undoubtedly a ruined temple.

Feng Qian looked down and saw that the clothes she was wearing were dirty and could no longer see the original color.

Shoulders, thighs, waist, all have large or small holes.

And this dress is just a thin layer of fabric.

No wonder it's so cold.

Feng Qian rubbed his hands together and began to receive memories.

The identity of the original owner is somewhat special.

She is the Demon Lord of the Demon Race.

Ten thousand years ago, the only remaining four gods of the protoss joined forces to seal the original owner in the magic lock well.

The demon king was sealed and suppressed, and the demon tribe had no leader.

At first, the demons invaded the human race wantonly without restraint.

However, without the protection of the Demon Lord, the Demon Race was vulnerable, and was soon forced back to its lair by the immortal cultivators.

For ten thousand years, the demons have ceased to move.

The current Demon Lord has not yet fallen, but was suppressed and sealed, so the new Demon Lord will not be born.

If the Demon Lord does not return to the Demon Race, or if the Demon Lord does not die, then the Demon Race will always have to be like this, with the ground in prison and unable to leave the Demon Race's domain.

This is also the reason why the Four Great High Gods didn't directly destroy the original owner, the Demon Venerable, but chose to seal it.

Later, the god race became more and more withered, and the gods who participated in sealing the demon king fell one after another.

Now, there is only one God left.

After ten thousand years, the divine power on the seal of Suo Mojing gradually weakened and gradually loosened.

The original owner also came out of the magic lock well by chance and coincidence.

After being reborn, the original owner lost his memory, and the powerful magic power in his body was still sealed.

In other words, the current original owner is equivalent to an ordinary human being.

The original owner walked through mountains and rivers and came to a small town.

The original owner, who had been starving for a long time, had no money on him, and his clothes were in tatters, like a beggar.

The original owner went to a store, and when he arrived at the door, he was chased away by the waiter before he stepped in.

With no memory, the original owner is ignorant, pitiful and innocent.

A man squatted in a corner, folded his arms, and curled himself into a ball.

There is a noodle stall opposite.

Although the original owner's magic power was sealed, his hearing was still excellent.

Two men with swords chatted while eating noodles.

The original owner was originally attracted by the face, but later heard from them that the Qingyu Sect was recruiting disciples.

The original owner doesn't understand.

She was so hungry that she couldn't help walking towards the two men.

The original owner was regarded as a beggar, and the two felt unlucky.

And the dirty little girl in front of her looked eagerly at the leftover noodles in their bowl, and asked, "As a disciple, do you have any noodles to eat?"

The two froze for a moment and nodded.

"If you are accepted as a disciple by the Qingyu Sect, you won't have to worry about three meals a day."

The original owner nodded, and glanced at the noodles on the table again.

After finding out where the Qingyu Sect is, the original owner set off for it.

After finally reaching the Qingyu Sect, she was told that she did not have the qualifications to become a disciple of the Qingyu Sect because she had no talent for cultivating immortals.

Coupled with the original owner's attire, he really looked like a beggar, so he was kicked out.

(1) It was blocked. I don’t know if it is related to politics or something. I will modify it after posting.