The smell of blood hit his face, and as those forces retreated, the entire Ye family fell into silence.
Warm sunlight fell on this dilapidated manor. The sunlight was refracted by the pool of blood on the ground. At this moment, the sunlight looked so pale.
The ferocious expressions receded from the faces of the Ye family's children, followed closely by a kind of silent sadness. Countless broken swords were scattered on this land, and the originally magnificent attic had lost its former elegance. Most of the
They all collapsed, and bodies were piled densely next to the dilapidated attic, as well as pools of blood everywhere.
The broken corpses, the ferocious expressions on their faces were still lifelike, with determination and indifference, and the entire Ye family manor seemed to be shrouded in a shadow of blood.
Looking from a distance, the air above the entire Ye family seemed to be filled with blood visible to the naked eye. The long swords stuck on the ground kept making sword roaring sounds. The roars revealed incomparable grief and indignation, and revealed endless sorrow!
A heavy atmosphere spread in the hearts of the Ye family children. At this moment, they suddenly realized that the familiar faces in the past had inadvertently disappeared from their sight, turning into cold corpses lying in a pool of blood.
Those who once practiced martial arts together, drank together, and picked up girls together are no longer there.
"Mother, I want mother!" In this quiet place, several childish voices sounded. Among the corpses, a weak figure crawled out of the young woman's arms with great difficulty. It was just a figure of four.
The five-year-old child, with anxious eyes in his clear eyes, pushed the young woman's body and called softly: "Mom, don't sleep! The ground is cold!"
The huge gravel pressed against the young woman's back, but the child was not injured at all. Perhaps at the moment when the gravel fell, the young woman used her back to support the gravel and protected the child in her arms.
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Suddenly, the young woman's fingers couldn't help but move, and then her eyes slowly opened, and she raised her face that was scratched by gravel. The blood was all over her face, making her look extremely hideous. Because of the gravel behind her,
In the presence of the child, the young woman did not stand up, but continued to lie on the ground, looking extremely weak. She raised her right hand with great difficulty, touched the child's face, and said weakly: "Mom is here!"
"Mother!" the child exclaimed, but the young woman's hand slipped down, a trace of confusion appeared in her clear eyes, and the child threw herself beside the young woman and cried.
"My child, if I could hold you, I would like to press a kiss on your forehead and tell you: I love you. I will gently wipe away your tears, hold you tightly, and give you warmth. I will
Hold your hand tightly and take care of you. How I want to see you grow up, how I want to see you smile, how I want to see you get married, how much I want...children!" He continued intermittently.
The voice of the young woman came out of the young woman's mouth. The young woman's distracted eyes were fixed on the child's face. With this glance, she wished that the child in front of her could be deeply imprinted in the depths of her eyes. She could not shake it off or erase it.
Lose.
At the end, the young woman's distracted eyes finally dissipated, lifeless, and her voice stopped. The children of the Ye family who were about to rescue discovered that a broken sword had pierced the young woman from the beginning.
What kind of power is it that allowed this young woman to persevere even though her heart was punctured?
"Don't sleep! The ground is cold!" The child, unaware of death, still called to the young woman. At this moment, the child's call seemed so weak.
Scenes like this can be seen everywhere in the dilapidated Ye family manor. Young children are calling for their dead mothers, wives who have lost their husbands are silently searching for their husbands bodies, and old people who have lost their sons are looking at him lying in a pool of blood with tears on his face.
The son, the husband who lost his wife, wordlessly dug up his wife's body from the dilapidated attic. Even though his fingers were scratched by gravel, he didn't feel anything.
On this day, they not only lost their son, their wife, their children, their father, and their mother.
Life is so short, like a meteor in the night sky; life is so humble, like dust in the sky, but those lying in a pool of blood defended their homeland with their lives.
Life is like a butterfly. When it flaps its wings, it conveys the song of the wind. The breeze comes slowly, and the slight whimpering sound echoes in the wind, blowing through the dilapidated attic, the bloody stone path, and the strings of people on both sides.
The leaves rustled and swayed, and the blood stains on the leaves also fell, as if there was a rain of blood.
Inexplicable sadness spread in everyone's hearts. Above the void, Ye Chen looked at the dilapidated home, the pool of blood on the ground, and the crying children, and there was also a trace of sadness in his eyes.
Purple light flashed between the sky and the earth, followed by bursts of roaring, followed by heavy rain, which fell weakly in an attempt to wash away the sadness on the faces of the Ye family's children.
The vast mist fell like a torrent, and Ye Chen could clearly hear the rustling sound of rainwater hitting the roof. The rainwater fell to the ground along the roof like a curtain, forming a rain curtain. It looked very touching.
In the past, children played in the rain, stretching out their little hands to hold the falling rainwater. Now, children are crying in the rain, calling for their mothers who no longer wake up.
The sudden rain washed away pools of blood all over the ground. When the rain fell to the ground, it turned red, and the red stream flowed toward the low-lying areas of the mountain stream. At this moment, the rain only served to melt the cold ruins.
"Alas!" In the void, the old man next to Ye Chen also had inexplicable sadness on his face. He sighed softly, slapped Ye Chen on the shoulder, and then took a step with his feet. His figure shot out in vain, just a few seconds.
When he took a breath, he jumped into the attic next to the ancestral pavilion, and the seven Qiwu realm elders standing next to Ye Chen also sighed. Below, lying in a pool of blood were also their relatives.
In the attic, Ye Wushuang waved his feather fan, and immediately threw down the feather fan in his hand, and ordered to the Ye family disciples around him: "Send someone to clean up the corpses immediately, find the corpses of all the Ye family disciples, and look for those who are still alive.
Children of the Ye family, remember, you must search carefully and don’t be careless! At the same time, gather the bodies of the men in black and others, and kill them immediately if they are found alive! Also, collect the swords on the ground and send them to the martial arts hall.
Inside, send some uninjured disciples to clean up the collapsed attics, but be careful, there may be people alive under the attics!"
Even facing such a scene, Ye Wushuang was filled with sadness, but at this moment he had to calm down and issue a series of orders.
"Go down and deal with it!" Ye Chen looked back from below and said to the seven elders behind him. In response, the seven nodded slightly and jumped to the ground.
In the dilapidated Ye family manor, the Ye family's children were everywhere cleaning up the battlefield, and the Sword God sect's children were also involved. There was blood flowing in the pits all over the place, and they had no choice but to cover it with soil. However, the soil was dyed
Red, with the orders of Ye Wushuang and the help of the elders of the Ye family, the number of corpses around them gradually decreased, but everyone's mood also became heavier.
Above the void, Ye Chen always looked at the crowd below silently, a kind of silent sadness spreading in everyone's hearts.
After a long time, Ye Chen sighed softly, took a step forward, floated in the void of the Ye family, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone!"
The sound was like thunder hovering over the Ye family manor. The children of the Ye family all raised their heads and looked at Ye Chen in the void, silent. At this moment, the pain caused by the death of their loved ones filled their hearts. They were counting their breaths.
After that, Ye Chen spoke again: "I know that you are all feeling extremely sad now. We have buried our relatives on this land. Some of you have lost your wives, some have lost their husbands, some have lost their children, and some have lost their parents.
, they exchanged their lives for what we have today, and we are the continuation of their lives!"
There was still silence all around, Ye Chen's heavy voice was still floating in the void, and even the sound of the wind seemed so weak at this moment!
After a pause, Ye Chen sighed softly and continued: "We remember all people. After the storm, there will be a rainbow; after the disaster, there will be Nirvana and rebirth. They gave their lives in exchange for our new life. We must be strong while we are alive. For
You, for your loved ones and for the heroes who defend your homeland, everyone, raise your bowed heads, straighten your curved spines, bear strength, and wipe away your tears!"
Ye Chen's slightly hoarse voice rang in everyone's ears. From the initial silence, everyone finally raised their heads and wiped away the tears from their eyes.
Remember the dead relatives silently, and the living people should be stronger, because they are the continuation of their lives.
Raising their heads and looking at the sky, it seemed as if there were countless smiling faces watching them. The inner emotions of everyone gradually changed from the initial sadness!
A trace of sadness flashed across his pale face. Ye Chen took a step forward and fell downwards in vain...