C690 He and she
Ye Xuan was not unfamiliar with this scene. Back then, when he was underwater of the Zhan Zong, he had "lost consciousness" for no reason. At that time, he had a dream and this was the exact scene in his dreams.0
When Ye Xuan saw this scene at that time, his eyes were filled with pain and pain, but he was only an "outsider" at that time, so he could not help even if he wanted to. Similarly, he could not help this time.
Ye Xuan didn't know who saved the boy, but after that the boy was sent to the girl's family. At the same time, the girl's family swore to find out who the enemy of the boy's family was and take revenge for him.
At the same time, it also brought disaster to the girl's family. In these ten years, the boy and girl had also grown up, and had turned from an ignorant child into a young and inexperienced teenager.
In the dark night, he could see a young man in a white robe running quickly. Perhaps it was because he had just participated in the battle, but his white robe was almost completely stained with blood, and most of it had dried up, turning black and red.
The youth was emitting a strong killing intent. He held a long spear in his hand as he quickly dashed through the night like a ghost. Soon, he appeared in front of the girl's family.
"No …" Just at that time, a painful cry also entered the young man's ears. When he clearly saw the scene in front of his eyes, he was completely stupefied.
Because he noticed that at this time, the girl's house was littered with corpses. Other than the girl who sat paralyzed in front of the family's gate while crying her heart out, there was no one else left alive.
He … Too late!
As for her … He nearly fainted from crying!
Holding the frail person in his arms, the young man's heart felt like it was about to break. He roared towards the sky!
He swore that he would take revenge for this!
He swore that he would never see the girl cry in front of him again!
He swore that as long as he could protect her, he wouldn't hesitate to make an enemy of this world!
The scene changed once again. A fifteen-year-old youth charged into the clan alone and used his blade to defeat his clan. Not a single member of his clan survived.
That same year, facing the encirclement and suppression from the three great powers, the young man was not afraid at all. His fighting spirit was high, and it was for no other reason but because she was standing behind him, he could not retreat.
After the bloody battle, the victor was clear. Similarly, none of the members of the three powers survived.
The scene changed again. On the peak of the mountain, at the edge, a twenty-something year old man was covered in blood armor. His hair was in a mess, and his body was covered in blood.
Even so, the man was still standing proudly with one hand pointing the spear at the sky. His aura of dominance was boundless.
Behind him, there was a female tightly protecting the female. In front of the male, there was an overwhelming amount of people. In everyone's hands, they held weapons that were stained with blood.
In the eyes of the crowd, they saw endless shock, rage, terror, and fear.
Just as countless people were about to charge at the man, the woman behind him suddenly rushed out. She cried so much that her heart was filled with sorrow and she whispered something into his ear.
Puff!
After saying this, a soft sound rang out. The man's expression changed, and his eyes were filled with tears. His face was filled with disbelief. The woman sat down on the ground, and her mournful cries shook the heavens, shook the earth, and made him cry like a ghost.
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