A beautiful small village close to mountains, forests and rivers, now only a piece of ruins is left. Corpses are scattered everywhere, exuding a stench. The fragments of collapsed houses are pressed on top of the charred corpses, and there are remains on the charred wood.
A group of dark crows stayed on the collapsed houses, human corpses, and withered branches, calling incessantly, as if they were singing a requiem.
In the dark sky covered with dark clouds, there was a "rumbling, booming" sound. From time to time, lightning flashed through the dark clouds, illuminating the dim sky in an instant. After more than ten seconds, the roar of angry thunder was heard.
Occasionally a few crows were frightened and flew away.
At this time, three people appeared in the crow's eyeballs, and the crows stared at these people curiously.
"It's really cruel. This is already the third village." A woman among the three people couldn't help but sigh when she saw the scene in front of her. Her long black hair was plastered on her shoulders and was blown by the wind, so she reached out to blow it.
Her long hair is combed behind her ears, her watery eyes reveal a bit of compassion, her rosy lips are white and her skin is blemished. She is a beauty. Even wearing a white coat, you can still see her slender figure, both in appearance and temperament.
Or perhaps her figure can be called extremely beautiful, but compared to the current scene, it is perfect.
At this moment, the man next to the woman put his hand on the woman's shoulder and said, "I didn't expect that! Since the emergence of the demon clan, so many people would become bandits and loot the village, killing people and setting fires." The man said angrily.
Said, he has a fair face but has a messy hair, and now it is even more messy by the wind. If he can take care of his hair well, he will definitely be more handsome than now. With a casual dress, he will be more handsome.
He said that he only needs to wear warm clothes and not worry about whether he looks good or not. Anyone who has seen him will definitely have one thought: "He doesn't pay attention to appearance at all." And another thought is "a plate of cow dung".
He fell on top of the flowers and pitied the flowers!"
The other man among the three has long light blue hair floating in the air, and a cold and handsome face with no expression. In other words, his only expression is as cold as ice that has not melted for thousands of years. He is dressed in blue with white trim.
The jumpsuit was on him. It could be said that he was more suitable to wear this jumpsuit than anyone else. He slowly walked towards a pile of rubble, and the man with disheveled hair shouted to him, "Ocean, how do you pull it?"
Now that we know his name is Haiyang, the other two suspects are Chen Feng and Feng Yu.
"There are survivors here." Haiyang said coldly, and Chen Feng and Feng ran over immediately.
In the rubble, I saw a woman who had been cut in half and only her upper body was left, struggling in a pool of blood. Blood kept pouring out from her severed waist, and her lower body had long since disappeared. Beheading is undoubtedly the cruelest thing in the world, because even if a person is
Even after being cut in half, he could still survive consciously for a period of time, and during this time, what he saw was a body without lower limbs crawling in a pool of blood, asking for help, wailing... Even Feng Yu, who was once a cold-blooded killer, was indifferent when he saw this scene.
She was so moved that tears almost came out of her eyes. It was not that she was sad for the woman who was cut in half, but because... this woman was holding a baby who was still in swaddling clothes to breastfeed. This woman chose to give birth to a baby before the end of her life.
The persistence of a little life to live a little longer is more shocking, sad, and heartbreaking than anything else...
"You are about to die, what wish have you lost?" Haiyang said to the woman indifferently.
The woman just smiled slightly and vomited out a large amount of blood while spitting out a sentence: "...live...living..." After the woman said a sentence, she coughed up a large amount of blood and was dying, leaving only her last few breaths.
"He should have a name?" the woman gasped, barely managing to squeeze out two words before she died, but with a peaceful smile on her face, "...Nang...Gong..."
Haiyang picked up the baby in the pool of blood. The baby fell asleep after eating and drinking, and his round little face was stained with his mother's blood.
"What do you want to do with this baby?" Chen Feng asked, and Feng Yu rushed to say, "Why don't you treat me as your son?"
"If we want a son, we can have a lot of children by ourselves! Hehe!"
"Stop talking nonsense to me." Feng Yu pretended to be angry and cursed, and then muttered, "You think I'm a pig? Give birth to a lot of babies?" Haiyang wiped the blood on the baby's face, smiled and said, "Meeting is fate! Take the baby first.
Fuck him!"
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Time flies, time flies, twenty years have passed like this.
On this day, the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear.
This is a peaceful forest, so peaceful that you can hear the chirping of birds clearly.
A man in his early twenties, with a cold appearance, cold eyes, and an icy face that is still cold. His whole body exudes coldness, as cold as ice. His long black hair hanging around his waist floats gently in the breeze, and there is a cold and arrogant look on his face.
He has white hair on his temples and is dressed in a snow-like white jumpsuit. He is none other than Nangong Jian.
His right hand should have been holding the divine weapon forged by the Nine Dragons Master - the Nine Dragons Piercing Cloud Sword, but now there is nothing because he no longer needs the sword in his hand.
Nangong Jian walked through the woods and saw a small village not far ahead, built near a mountain and a lake. The villagers were busy inside and outside the village, with happy smiles on their faces, and it was a peaceful scene.
"The place my adoptive father mentioned is right here." Nangong Jian stopped and looked at the village from a distance with a hint of sadness. "This... is the place where I was born. I didn't expect that it has been rebuilt now." Nangong Jian
I continued to walk forward, wanting to take a good look at this village. Although I was just a baby at the time and couldn't remember anything, Nangong Jian now feels a sense of intimacy, maybe because of his own inner feelings! This is what Nangong Jian said to himself.
"You're back?"
Just as Nangong Jian was about to enter the village, an old woman sitting on a rock at the entrance of the village said to Nangong Jian, "After twenty years of separation, you have grown up!"
"What?" Nangong Jian was startled and walked towards the old woman to ask what was going on. A young woman about the same age as Nangong Jian ran over in panic.
"I'm really sorry!" The woman ran to Nangong Jian and bowed her head to apologize, saying, "My grandma has Alzheimer's disease. If I said anything excessive to you, I am here to apologize to you!" Because she saw Nangong Jian's cold eyes.
, so he was too scared to raise his head to look Nangong Jian in the face, and even addressed Nangong Jian as "you", who was not much older than him.
Nangong Jian looked at the woman in front of him. She had a very ordinary appearance, but her eyes made Nangong Jian feel very beautiful. Her long hair was tied up and left behind, and she was dressed in simple clothes. She looked so ordinary no matter how she looked.
.But Nangong Jian didn’t know what attracted him to the woman and he wanted to take a few more glances. Nangong Jian smiled and said, “Nothing? Don’t mind!” Then he walked into the village along the village path.
"Is he from outside the village?" After seeing Nangong Jian's smile, the woman realized that he was not as scary as she thought. She looked at the leaving Nangong Jian curiously and said to herself, "Come to visit relatives.
Or...are they sent by those people?" "He is your brother!" the old woman took the woman's hand and said.
"Grandma!" When the woman saw the old woman's expression, she knew she couldn't explain clearly, so she said helplessly, "Let's go home for dinner!" Then she pulled the old woman and walked towards the village.
Nangong Jian walked on the muddy path of the village, looking at the old houses on both sides. Nangong Jian didn't know what he wanted to do when he came here, and he had no purpose. He just wanted to step on the land where he was born.
Just when Nangong Jian walked to the fork in the road, he suddenly heard the sound of a glass bottle falling to the ground and breaking, and then the shouts of several children. Nangong Jian curiously walked to the fork on the right and saw four or five children.
Surrounded by a child who fell to the ground, most of these children were only eleven or two years old.
"Haha! Nangong Guangming, why are you walking so carelessly? The wine bottle was even broken."
"You can't even hold a wine bottle, you're so stupid!"
"I'm going to tell my dad!"
Faced with the ridicule of the children around him, Nangong Guangming, who fell to the ground, ignored him and stood up to leave. "Hey! You are working in a hotel run by my father. Now you have broken the bottle and you should pay compensation.
!" One of the little boys stopped Nangong Guangming and threatened, "I know you don't have money to compensate, so why don't you get down and let us ride like horses? Otherwise, I will tell my dad..."
"Okay! Okay!" Several other children clapped their hands in agreement.
Nangong Guangming looked at them indifferently and wanted to leave without saying a word. But the little boy knocked Nangong Guangming down and said, "Is it okay even if my dad steals you?"
After Nangong Guangming heard this, he was suddenly shocked and looked at the little boy angrily. The boy looked at Nangong Guangming with a wicked smile. Nangong Guangming stared at him, and then his trembling body gradually leaned forward, lying on all fours on the ground. Seeing Nangong Guangming
Guangming lay on the ground and acted like a horse. The children rushed to ride on Nangong Guangming, making him crawl like a horse.
Nangong Jian stood by the house and watched all this. After the children had enough fun and laughed at Nangong Guangming and left, Nangong Jian found that Nangong Guangming was sobbing alone. He would never say anything even if he was embarrassed in front of others, but
Even when no one is around, I will still cry because I feel wronged. After all, I am still a child.
"Why not punch him?"
Just when Nangong Guangming was crying, Nangong Jian came over and asked. Nangong Guangming looked up at Nangong Jian, wiped away his tears immediately, then stood up and said coldly, "None of your business!" and Nangong Jian said
Passed by.
"Guangming, are you here?" A woman suddenly ran out of the fork in the road, sweating profusely and shouted to Nangong Guangming. "Sister!" When Guangming saw the woman in front of him, he changed from his normal state and smiled brightly.
With.
"Eh?" The woman noticed Nangong Jian behind Guangming, and shouted in surprise, "Didn't you just meet me at the entrance of the village..." Nangong Jian also recognized her, and she was the granddaughter of the old woman she met at the entrance of the village, and then
Said "What a coincidence!"
"Are you not from this village?" the woman asked, "Are you here to visit relatives?"