What kind of style is this Douluo?

Chapter 10 Hello, I'm Guan Yun

Chapter 10 Hello, I am Guan Yun
(After all, Guan Yun is the first protagonist in this book, and the perspective slowly turns back from here.)
My name is Guan Yun, and I am the direct descendant of the Guan family, the seventh general of the Star Luo Empire, and the only blood left in the world.

Well, where should I start telling my story?

ha!Is there a dynasty called the Song Dynasty in your world?My family is equivalent to the Stormy Yang Family you are familiar with.

They were all forced to death by the so-called emperor.

Martial soul mutation, do you know?Some people call it the biggest gamble on the Douluo Continent. Those who win are invincible. If they lose, hehe, it’s no different from me today.

Zhan Ma Dao Guan Family, this should be the full name of our family,
However, with the inheritance from generation to generation, the blood of our family "declined" for some reason.

When it came to my grandfather's generation, although my grandfather's martial soul was also a sword, but his innate soul power was only level five. If the innate soul power of level five were to be placed in the homes of ordinary people, it would be regarded as smoke from the ancestral graves. But for my Guan family, it was a catastrophe,

That is to say, from then on, the attitude of the emperor of the Star Dou Empire towards my Guan family became more subtle,
No, it should be said that the nobles of the entire Star Dou Empire began to show a strange sense of awkwardness towards the Guan family,
All changes should start from my father, my father who was placed high hopes by the whole family,

But God gave our family a slap in the face for discussion. My father's Wuhun was actually a hatchet.

A kind of martial soul that symbolizes civilians and waste. Hatchet,

The ridicule that can be heard in my ears almost every day made my father develop a cowardly character since he was a child. The innate soul power of two levels made him quickly reach the peak of the world's 29th-level assault weapon-like soul master.

His life has been spent in the voice of abuse, until I was born and I grew up, everything changed,
Hey?So I seem to be quite ominous?

Seems like it was a twilight?
I slept in my father's arms as usual, and asked a question that had been buried in my heart for a long time,

"Dad, why do I always feel that many people are bullying you? Even some uncles in the family have that weird feeling."

Dad stroked my head, showing a cowardly look to outsiders, but an unusually warm smile to me,
"This is the life God gave me. God gave it. We accept it. God is fair."

I remember that at the end of his speech, his eyes seemed not quite right. Only now do I know what those eyes are. Are you unwilling?
"Then what kind of life will God give me in the future?"

When I asked this sentence, my father was already in a daze, and then he hugged me into his arms. I don't know what happened, I only know that his shoulders are shaking very badly, and my hair looks like also wet,

Maybe my father at that time already knew what my fate was like, hatchet?Maybe even a razor?
The next day, my father took my mother and I and left Star Luo Imperial Capital. My father only left a letter for my grandfather.

Our family finally settled down in a remote tribe in the northern border. My father became a teacher and my mother taught the women in the tribe some life skills.

The northern border is naive and cold, and my hands are always red when it is cold, but I like it here, because my father will no longer be discriminated against, and he doesn’t need to live carefully. The strong here exist to protect the weak. Instead of being a superior person,
When I got grandpa's information again, it was about half a year later?An old housekeeper in our family brought a letter, and the heartbreaking news for our family, that Grandpa had died.

It is said that when the emperor of the Star Luo Empire came to power, he accused my grandfather of treason. At that time, I heard my father's roar,

"It's ridiculous. My father is only a soul king at level 59. He has no soldiers and no authority. How could he participate in the struggle of the Star Dou royal family? How is it possible? How is it possible?"

He said two sentences in a row, how could it be possible?In fact, my father knew in his heart that grandpa's death was just because the new emperor felt ashamed that there was still a soul king standing in the hall, that's all.

Is a soul king at level 59 different from an ant in the eyes of his soul saint?

My father and mother also lost their lives in the end,

It's just two great soul masters, of course it's not worth the empire's elite to capture them personally,

So my father and mother were killed "by the way" by a soul king who passed by our tribe.

At that time, my father hid me under the bed. I saw with my own eyes that I became an orphan just by waving my hand.

When I was four years old, the tribe expelled me,
The high priest told me that the tribe does not support idlers, heh, in fact, he is just afraid that I will bring them disaster.

I used to resent them, but I know that they did nothing wrong. My enemy is a monster that they can't possibly face. My parents are gone. I can't let my partners have no parents either.

I told myself to go a little farther, to go a little farther, I have to live, and only by living can there be hope.

I joined a mercenary group, and was almost taken away as a slave. I began to have no food to eat, no warm clothes to wear, and many places on my body were blue from the cold.

More than once I wanted to die, maybe see my parents again, but I wanted revenge.

I told my thoughts to an uncle who has been taking care of my caravan, he smiled and touched my head, just like my father.

"Why revenge? After paying the revenge? Xiaoyun, have you seen this world?"

These words were like my father's warning, and I began to ponder, is there something wrong with this world?
Do you find it incredible that a child who is only four years old is starting to think about such a problem.

I have been thinking about it, and I have been traveling around with the caravan. Seeing more and more, the answer in my heart seems to be getting clearer and clearer. It turns out that most people in this world do not live very happily?
Many people don't rely on their martial soul to live, and they don't even dare to release it, because they will be seen as a joke.

Even some good-looking beast spirits will be hidden by the family members, so as not to be caught by human traffickers and raised as pets. It turns out that people can also be pets?

I seem to know the answer, this world is wrong, soul masters should not exist in this world.

I told the uncle my answer, the uncle covered my mouth and hissed at me,
"Your answer is wrong."

is it wrong?What's wrong?
Later, the uncle died, in a second-rate spirit beast forest, not by the spirit beast, but to be precise, he was crushed to death by the destruction caused by the battle between a powerful soul master and the spirit beast.

Do you find it ridiculous?Life is so random for the strong?

The uncle could survive, but he protected me tightly, and I survived.

I still remember his last words,

"Xiaoyun, there is no right or wrong in the adult world, only your opinion is the most important."

I think my account book should be recorded for the uncle, but I don't even know who the enemy is.

I inquired about it, and it was easy to find out. After all, many people died, but they only knew that the soul beast that day was a ten-thousand-year-old Mamba Black Snake.

I feel fear because my enemies are too strong,
A soul sage, and a strong man who can slay ten thousand-year-old soul beasts.

I want to become stronger, I must take revenge, and then correct the mistakes of this world, otherwise, why did God let me live to this day?
(End of this chapter)