Armor: I became Li Xinnan

Chapter 255 Rainbow Cat
In 397 AD, Zhangjiajie in western Hunan.

Looking up, the big green forest is like a green ocean, integrated into one piece.

The trees grow lush and lush, exuding a pleasant coolness.

The sunlight is like wisps of golden sand, falling on the grass through the layers of branches and leaves.

The bright flowers all over the mountains and plains flutter with the wind, and the blowing petals fall, just like a fairyland.

In an attic deep in the forest, a middle-aged woman was lying on the bed, crying hoarsely.

"Ah! Ah!"

She clutched the bedsheets under her body tightly with her hands and shouted at the top of her lungs.

Tick ​​tock!

From time to time, beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.

She was biting a piece of white cloth tightly, scissors and hot water were placed beside her, and she was obviously in the process of giving birth!
"Ma'am, hold on!"

Standing beside the middle-aged woman was a middle-aged man in a gray gown. He looked nervous, but he had a heroic demeanor.

The woman is biting a piece of white cloth tightly, with scissors and hot water beside her, she is obviously in the process of giving birth!
"what!"

The middle-aged woman shouted loudly, her body collapsed like a bow, and she fell limply on the bed after a while.

"……child!"

The middle-aged man looked happy and picked up the child, but then he became puzzled: "Why is there no crying?
When the middle-aged woman heard this, she was about to get up, but was pressed down by the man.

The man picked up the scissors and cut the umbilical cord,
Picking up the baby with eyes closed, suddenly remembered something, suddenly lifted the baby upside down, and slapped the baby's butt vigorously with the palm of his hand.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
After three slaps in succession, the baby opened his mouth and burst into tears.

The voice was extremely loud and clearly very healthy.

"Madam, the child is fine!"

When the middle-aged woman heard the words, she looked at the child's little face lovingly, with a happy expression on her face.

Wow

The man picked up the warm water that had been prepared by his side, and washed the body of the child and the woman.

After a while, the man cooked some porridge and fed it to the woman, and the woman's pale complexion just improved a little.

The child was lying in the arms of the woman and had already fallen asleep.

The woman looked at the child in her arms with a doting face, her eyes were crescent-shaped, and said with a smile:

"Husband, what should our child be called?"

The middle-aged man looked at the child in front of him while feeding the porridge, and said with a smile:
"My husband has already thought about it, so I will call him Hongmao!"

…………

Time flies, more than ten years have passed.

After giving birth to Hongmao, Hongmao's mother became weaker and weaker in the past few years, and finally died of illness.

Now, Rainbow Cat is gone.

On a wide lake, the rainbow cat in a white gown closed his eyes tightly, and a long sword hangs from his waist. This sword is not a Changhong sword, but an ordinary fine steel sword.

Suddenly, Hongmao's eyes suddenly opened, and a flash of sword light disappeared suddenly.

At this moment, the wind stopped, and the lake was as calm as dead silence.

Buzz!

Accompanied by the whistling sound of the long sword being unsheathed, the entire lake surface seemed to be affected by an inexplicable force, centered on the rainbow cat, and it was gurgling.

Hongmao pulled out a sword, and the sword intent around her body was extremely sharp and soared into the sky.

The movements are light and nimble without losing any strength.

Just as if he was slashing forward, the wide lake surface was suddenly cut open by a sword light that was sharp enough to cut everything.

Like an abyss, it took several breaths to fill the small abyss cut by the sword light.

The sword light returned to its sheath slowly, Hongmao's feet lightly tapped, causing several ripples on the surface of the lake, and the figure had already landed on a large bluestone by the lake.

He sat cross-legged, but there were some strange scenes in his mind.

As for why it is strange, it is a raging sea of ​​flames.

And the location where Huohai is located is his home, which makes Hongmao puzzled.

This phenomenon has only gradually emerged in recent years.

So far, he couldn't help but feel a little sense of crisis in his heart.

And there is an illusion in his heart that even he can't believe it. As he grows older, he always has an illusion that he is not just a rainbow cat.

He seems to have another layer of identity, but that layer of identity seems to be full of taboos, and he has nowhere to follow.

Although Hongmao felt that this was a little whimsical, he also silently said in his heart that this was just an illusion, but the more he talked about it, the deeper the illusion became.

And the scene of the sea of ​​fire in his mind made Hongmao believe that his identity is not simple.

That seemed like a prophecy!

There is an inexplicable sense of urgency in my heart, pressing in my heart.

This also forced him to practice martial arts harder than before in recent years.

woohoo~
At this time, a pleasant and warm voice sounded, bringing Hongmao back to reality.

It is red all over, shaped like a musk deer, with antlers growing on its head, its small head is like a lion cub, but its eyes are intimidating like a tiger king. Its body is covered with layers of dragon scales. The small tail of the oxtail.

It is Yu Qilin, the playmate of Rainbow Cat since childhood, and also the mythical beast of the whole forest.

Legend has it that the jade unicorn represents auspiciousness, and its body is full of treasures. The blood of the unicorn is a first-class healing medicine, and it also has the perfect effect of improving skills.

The last point alone forced all kinds of vicious people in the martial arts world to want to capture Qilin.

After all, when a person's martial arts has reached a certain level, he will fall into a bottleneck and it is difficult to break through.

And at this time, if there is heaven and earth elixir or the blood of divine beasts, etc., it will be easy to go further.

Hongmao is also well aware of the energy of Yu Qilin, but he doesn't have that kind of thought.

Not to mention that this little guy grew up with him since he was a child, even he himself doesn't bother to take unicorn blood to break through. This is a kind of arrogance in his bones.

There is no reason!
woohoo~
Yu Qilin's figure was not much bigger than Hongmao's, and it made a whining sound, which relieved Hongmao's depressed mood a little.

The cute little guy rubbed his head against Hongmao's body affectionately. Obviously, he had a very deep affection for Hongmao.

"Hahaha, Qilin, let's go, I'll take you to play..."

Hongmao's serious face also revealed a pleasant smile. He laughed out loud, and started playing with Yu Qilin.

…………

A wide and white curtain of water, like a huge white cloth belt, stretches from the cliff through the treetops and flows down the mountain.

Standing beside the waterfall was a resolute figure, an old man who was nearly sixty years old.

He was wearing a gray gown, with his hands behind his back, and he was carrying a magic weapon called the Changhong Sword on his back.

Changhong Sword is the head of the Seven Swords in Jianghu martial arts, and this old man is the master of Changhong Sword, the father of Rainbow Cat, and White Cat.

He was nearly sixty years old, with a short white beard and a loose face, but his eyes were extremely sharp and extraordinary.

Get a glimpse of the whole leopard.

The white cat's skill is definitely the top master in the world, and his swordsmanship is unmatched.

"If you count the days, this fellow Black Heart Tiger should have recovered from his injuries, and the demonic invasion should be just a few days away..."

The white cat raised its eyes, as if it could see a group of demons coming to Zhangjiajie in the distance.

"Unfortunately, I'm already old, and Hongmao will have to deal with the next thing alone."

The white cat sighed and muttered to himself, as the well-known Changhong sword master in the white way of martial arts, he had experienced countless battles when he was young, and he had also suffered a lot of hidden wounds so far.

Of the Seven Swords of his generation, he is the only one left, which is really desolate.

(End of this chapter)