In July in Longcheng, there was a torrential rain. An old man in a green shirt was running quickly through the forest with a young man under his arm. The ground was muddy, but it did not hinder the old man in the slightest. As he ran so fast, only a shallow patch of dirt was left on the muddy ground.
footprint.
Behind them, a tall young man with a cold face was chasing after the two of them like a cheetah. The distance was getting closer and closer from 500 meters, 450 meters, 400 meters...
The young man who was held by the old man showed a look of sadness, anger and despair on his face, and shouted at the old man: "Uncle Guan! Leave me alone, go away! Go away quickly!"
The old man's face was heavy and he kept walking, but his tone was extremely firm: "Young Master, there is no need to say more. If the mistress and the young master had not rescued me back then, the old slave would have been reduced to nothing. Now the mistress has unfortunately passed away prematurely, and the young master has also suffered a great disaster."
Difficult, if the old slave abandons the young master, how will he explain to his mistress after his death!?"
"I am a burden! If you take me with you, we will all die!" The young man's handsome face has long been distorted, and his face is covered with wet marks. I don't know if it is rain or tears?
"Uncle Guan! I beg you, let me go!"
"As long as the old slave has a breath, he will not leave the young master behind!"
"If you don't let me go, I will hate you forever!"
"The old slave would rather be hated by the young master for the rest of his life."
"you……"
"Young Master, there is a river ahead of us. As long as we jump into the river, we will be saved!"
The old man's voice of surprise made the young man burst into tears. He looked at the rainy sky and roared in his heart: Why! Why is this happening? This is obviously not what I want!
boom--
There was a gunshot, and the old man suddenly staggered, and a stream of warm liquid sprayed on his face. The young man raised his head and looked at the old man, his eyes widened and his pupils dilated.
The whole world seemed to have stopped.
Blood spurted out from the heart of the old man and sprayed on the young man's face. The arm holding the young man gradually lost strength. With a plop, the young man fell to the muddy ground.
"Uncle Guan -" the young man roared sadly, and regardless of being covered in mud and water, he struggled to crawl to the old man's side, hugging him tightly, his heart pounding: "Uncle Guan! What's wrong with you, Uncle Guan? Uncle Guan, please stop."
Scare me! Uncle Guan——"
Blood spilled from the old man's mouth, and his face was horribly pale. Seeing the pain of the young man, he said with all his strength: "Young... Young Master... hurry... go... go..."
"Uncle Guan..."
"Let's go!" Perhaps because of his flashback, the old man surged with great strength, grabbed the young man, and threw him forward. This throw actually threw him more than ten meters, and directly threw the young man into the rushing river.
.
The young man was rushed downstream by the rapid current, and finally saw the old man hugging the leg of the man who was chasing them, but the next moment, the murderer shot at the old man several times.
"Uncle Guan——!!!!!!!" the young man roared: "Long Zongheng! Fuck you!"
When the murderer heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately broke away from the old man's restraints and chased after the young man.
The old man was kicked away by the murderer and lay on his back, but his chest was still rising and falling slightly. His withered hand reached into the pocket close to his chest and took out an old photo stained with blood.
The photo showed a middle-aged couple sitting on two wooden chairs. In the middle behind them, a young and beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old hugged the couple and showed a bright smile.
If you look carefully, you can see that the middle-aged man looks very similar to the old man, but he is much younger than the old man. He is wearing old-fashioned clothes from more than 20 years ago. It seems to be the old man's family portrait back then.
Looking at his wife and daughter in the photo, a relaxed smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth: "Wife... Yun'er... I have made you wait for so long... now... I am here to accompany you..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's pupils expanded, and the hand holding the photo slowly slipped away.
The blood dyed the ground red, but was diluted by the rain in an instant...
Young Master, the old slave is gone, you must... survive.
On the other side, the young man was washed by the rapid river water and rushed downstream quickly, but the speed of the wash was much slower than the speed of the murderer. Within a moment, the murderer caught up with the young man on the shore.
Looking at the young man struggling in the river, the murderer sneered and pointed his gun at him.
The young man stopped struggling and let the river wash away. He looked at the murderer with cold eyes and a hoarse voice: "Why?"
The murderer sneered: "You are just a bitch, and you actually want to be the heir to the throne. It is simply ridiculous."
"The throne?" Yeah! Everything is the damn throne, everything is...
The young man roared in pain: "I just want to meet my father, I don't want to be the heir to the throne! Long Zongheng! Kill me, Uncle Guan! I will never let you go even if I am a ghost!"
The murderer laughed loudly: "Let me be clear, it is me who kills you, not Mr. Long."
"Who do you think you are? You're just a dog!"
The murderer's expression changed, he snorted coldly, and pointed his gun at the young man.
boom--
Blood spurted out from his chest. The young man's pupils were dilated and he raised his hands high, as if he wanted to grab something, but failed to catch anything. His body gradually lost strength and slowly sank to the bottom of the river.
With a sneer, the murderer took out the walkie-talkie: "Master Long, the mission is accomplished."
"Well done." His voice was calm, as if it was just a small matter.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, seeming to purify all the sins in the world.
At the bottom of the turbid river, the young man who had been shot had turned into a corpse. The dragon-shaped jade pendant hanging around his neck was stained with his blood, and suddenly a non-dazzling golden light appeared, and an incredible wave of energy began to appear.
With young people as the center, it spread out instantly. In just a few seconds, the entire earth was enveloped by this energy.
Living animals, plants, microorganisms, dead metals, stones, soil, everything is scanned by energy and presents different data. The whole world seems to have become an electronic program, and finally these data are like rotating drains.
Generally, it all flows into the dragon-shaped jade pendant.
An electronically cold voice: "The world scan has been completed. The average force value of high-end creatures is low, special abilities are rare, and overall low-end. The evaluation is D level. The DNA suitability is 100%. The host has confirmed... Warning! Warning! The host's life signs are about to come.
Disappear, activate the ultimate repair function... After the repair is completed, the energy loss is excessive and it enters a dormant state."
The dragon-shaped jade pendant integrated into the young man's body, and the golden light flashed. The gunshot wound on the young man's body recovered instantly, and the power returned to the body. The pair of eyes filled with hatred slowly opened.