Peach Wood Sword

A sudden change occurred, and overnight, the main city was filled with blood and blood.

The young man was disturbed from his dream by a loud noise like thunder on the ground. He called his adoptive father in a low voice softly with sleepy eyes, but he didn't see a single hair of his adoptive father after screaming, so he could only put on his cloth shoes slowly and rubbed his eyes. Walking into the hall, his face immediately sank.

I saw that the small fireplace table that had been neatly packed seemed to have been robbed, and various documents seemed to be swept up by a strange wind and scattered on the ground, lying dead bodies in a disorderly manner.The young man walked around the crumbling ancient books and walked to the fireplace with difficulty, his pupils constricted immediately.

Under the lighting of the crackling fire, he saw an obviously ingeniously designed formation drawn on a piece of paper with dark red paint, and beside it lay a cracked white porcelain bowl, with black and smelly things dripping from it. one place.Under the flickering dim light at the side, a pale body draped in a cloth appeared and disappeared, and the salty stuff in the bowl was slowly spreading under it.

It's human blood.

After the buzzing sound in his head, the boy's first reaction was to turn the dead man over and confirm that the poor ghost who died in peace was not his adoptive father, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

But the anxiety in my heart did not decrease but increased——

This is not the adoptive father, so where did the adoptive father go?

This is the first time that a young man is faced with such a critical situation, but his eyes are calm, he puts the mahogany sword behind his back calmly, counts a few magical artifacts in his pocket, hesitates for a moment, and finally Holding the just completed amulet in the palm of his hand, he turned and walked out the door.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, a group of fleeing civilians roared in front of him. Each face was so different, but each face had the same fear and despair written on it.Behind them is a raging fire, and in the fire are overwhelmed and collapsed houses.

"Run! The demon has reappeared!"

The muscles on the boy's face were tense, and an imperceptible trace of anxiety floated between his brows and eyes.Thinking of his adoptive father's strange behavior a few nights ago, he became more and more suspicious.

Disasters can always instantly make a little kid who was learning to call cats and act like a baby one second, run up to the beam of the house with a sword on his back, his eyes sinking like water, his knees stepping on the wind, and step by step firmly towards the goal that he should not be responsible for. battlefield.

Thunder and lightning erupted from the flat mirror-like night sky without warning, the young man turned his head abruptly in the blink of an eye, and finally found the familiar figure under the strong light with the corners of his almost cracked eyes.

But... the young man's eyes were about to split open, his eyebrows were tilted at an unknown angle, and he almost stopped breathing.

Under the dark sky full of thunder and lightning, with black mist rolling up and down all over his body, the young man watched helplessly as the man who kindly rumpled his hair slowly raised his head, his stern face was devoid of any trace of popularity. , A flick of a finger shot down a mage who was gathering strength to prepare to attack.

An alchemist who was busy transporting supplies in the nearby battle situation caught a glimpse of the young man in a hurry, and immediately exclaimed: "His little devil is here!"

The boy hurriedly swayed in the air, and came to the alchemist to explain the situation: "Sir, please calm down first, I don't quite understand—what's wrong with my dad?"

Seeing that he was not aggressive, the alchemist had no time to withdraw to pay attention to him, but he gritted his teeth as if he was about to file his teeth into pieces, his eyes were bloodshot, his elbows were bruised, and he tried his best to support his supplies. Give him an answer.

The young man had no choice but to give full play to the spirit of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. With a flick of his knee, his body flew like an arrow from the string to the celestial master who was indifferent to him in the wind and rain.

The gentleman's jade face that could have been painted was full of murderous aura at this moment, the celestial master was in the center of the black vortex, watching coldly the group of overwhelmed ants under his feet were wiped out with a snap of his fingers, and a cruel pleasure flashed in his heart.

Just when he was enjoying the fun of killing to the fullest, a light-like figure slammed into the barrier set by the celestial master with a bang.The man narrowed his eyes jokingly, and lowered his head to see what it was that was so overconfident.

"Father—"

A mournful howl pierced through his eardrums, Tianshi shook his whole body three times, half of the black mist in his eyes dissipated, and the overwhelming wind and thunder stopped for a moment, his fingertips stretched out gently, stroking in the air Looking at the invisible hair ends, he opened his mouth to call out that hazy name.

Then that tenderness was completely shattered into a broken mirror with sharp edges and corners by a powerful sword strike.

The young man was so distressed that he accidentally pulled out the mahogany sword and cut through the barrier he had carefully set up. At this moment, he was like a falcon in despair, calling out to his adoptive father, and shooting into the sky like a bullet. division.

The black air around Tianshi's body rose from the ground with a bang, roaring and rushing up to the sky like countless twisting black snakes, hissing and threatening with anger.

The sky, which had finally calmed down just now, turned upside down again like a silver bottle suddenly breaking, and lightning bolts like catastrophes formed hideous scars in the sky.

The young man didn't care so much, he was as desperate as a moth to a flame, and he flew stubbornly to the enraged celestial master: "Father, stop! You saved [-] million people many years ago, and now you can't protect them a few more times!" Is it time?"

The Celestial Master closed his eyes in pain, and squeezed out fragmented words from between his teeth. The voice was no longer single and deep, but like many people speaking at the same time, with a strange and hoarse voice: "No...don't come here..."

The mahogany sword in the young man's hand was fierce, and he quickly repelled the black mist that was trying to entangle him. His eyes seemed to be buried with bright torches. He fixedly looked at the man in the vortex, and said loudly persistently: "You once told me that you can't just pretend to be about yourself, what about you? You haven't seen that the fire is raging, the people are dying, and the world is being stirred up by you."

"Have you ever thought about the feeling of the woman who carried the howling baby like a bereaved dog? Have you thought about the feeling of the lonely and widowed father who lost his whole family at once on this night? Or," he paused. For a moment, "Do you even care about my adopted son's feelings? Dad?"

The celestial master opened his eyes wide as if he had been struck by lightning, and let out a low moan sadly. The howling wind around him became more and more chaotic. He broke through the shackles with his hair loosely tied with a black headband, and flew in all directions in the fierce wind. , the black mist flickered very erratically, flashing a warning light.

The young man took the opportunity to get close to the heavenly master who was having a splitting headache, firmly extended a hand, and said boldly, "Dad, come home with me, I will find a way to clear you of your crimes."

When Tianshi heard the first half of the sentence, his expression was surprisingly relieved, his hair no longer floated, and hung softly on his shoulders, and his blurred eyes seemed to agree.However, when he heard the second half of the sentence, his complexion suddenly changed suddenly, and he said in a hateful voice: "Boy, do you know that this knife is stained with blood, and I will never be able to wash it off for the rest of my life!"

After saying that, his figure flickered, and he wanted to flee as if flying.

All the mages and alchemists outside the barrier looked at each other and guessed what happened when they saw dark clouds rolling inside, like thunder and lightning.

At this time, a sharp-eyed young man pointed at the center of the black mist and exclaimed, "Look! That demon is hiding from his adopted son!"

Everyone came together to take a look, and it was just like that.Some early bird roared loudly: "Good job young man! Do things for the people and eradicate treacherous evil!"

"Yes! Do things for the people and eradicate treacherous evil!" One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and alchemists and mages began to shake their fists and shout. Even Qianshou, who was busy fleeing for his life, occasionally stopped once or twice, and echoed loudly with righteous indignation.

No one remembers, just a dozen years ago, who used his frail body to temporarily restrain the evil spirits with forbidden techniques, and forced the 43rd road undead to sign a blood oath with him, so that the most evil thing would be attached to him forever. A corner of my soul, and then there was not a long night to escape the pain of chanting mantras to suppress evil.

This is done, no one knows, no one understands, but at the moment of being backlashed, everyone will attack together.

does it worth?

The celestial master's ears moved, and his mind cleared up a little, as if he heard the curses and cheers coming and going from the ground.A wry smile appeared on his tired face, and then changed into a calmness without regret——

If it can be exchanged for even just a few decades of Heqing Haiyan and Wufu Minfeng——

Xiaosheng will also go through fire and water with his meager strength, and will not hesitate to die.

Man, you can't live without Hongyi.

A long way to go.

Just a few seconds before he was dazed, the young man had rushed to the front of the celestial master.The young man eagerly stretched out his hand to reach him again, his eyes sparkled like gold and stone: "Father! Just listen to me this time!"

Seeing that the young man's fingertips were about to touch the corner of the celestial master's clothes, a sudden change occurred, and a thick haze flashed across the face of the celestial master, and the pupils narrowed into a line again, different from the past. There was a little blood red in the eyes.

He turned his head slowly, looked at the infatuated young man, sneered, waved his palm and brought a gust of wind towards the young man's Tianling Gai!

The young man didn't expect that he would kill him, he couldn't dodge in time, and in a panic, he volleyed the mahogany sword into the air——

At this critical moment, Tianshi's facial features suddenly twisted into a ball, his delicate face was deformed, as if he was suffering unparalleled pain at the core of his body, he roared: "No—"

He seemed to be fighting fiercely with the evil spirit in his heart. He was flying like lightning, and the blowing palm was restrained by a huge invisible force, and finally stopped firmly not far from the boy's forehead.

However, probably due to lack of skill, the boy's sword stabbed the forearm of the celestial master like lightning.

Tianshi squeezed out a hoarse sigh from the depths of his throat, but the hostility between his brows disappeared in an instant, just like the evil spirit that died without a problem many years ago, the heavy black air around Tianshi slammed in an instant When he disappeared, he himself lost his support, like a broken paper kite, falling from a high altitude.

The young man hurriedly leaned forward, rushed straight to the ground together with others in panic, and finally caught him firmly in his arms before the celestial master fell to the ground.

All the alchemists and mages around were chirping and commenting, but the young man could only hear the sound of rushing blood and throbbing blood vessels, and he didn't care about the smashed amulet that fell from his pocket to the ground. With trembling arms, he put the motionless and still warm head of Tianshi on his lap, then closed his eyes, and stretched out a finger under the nose of his adoptive father.

It seems that a century has passed, and the young man waited almost tremblingly and piously, but there was no trace of a living person.

He suddenly felt that there was a huge hanging rock in his heart, which was hanging on the top of the abyss with the stone, and it had been crumbling just now.But at this moment, there seemed to be a pair of sharp scissors, with a cold flash of light, the stone fell heavily, falling, without bottom, without end, implicating myself and falling into the bottomless pit unconsciously, feeling so uncomfortable that I wanted to vomit.

He took a hard breath, raised his head, faced the rejoicing people again, and said lightly: "Thank you, let's go, I'll deal with the rest."

That calm expression resembled that of the young celestial master who kept the idlers away.

After all the people had cleared up and went back to their dilapidated homes to rebuild the mud bricks, leaving only a few lonely barking dogs in the deep alley, the young man turned his eyes away from the icy corpse of the celestial master, and looked at the sky emptyly. .

A drop of moisture diffused his focused pupils, then a second.

This time there was no thunder, and it rained cats and dogs.

The cold rain poured out in full force, washing away the battle scars where the gunpowder smoke had not dissipated, and the burnt black on the white walls and black tiles, but it couldn't wash away the broken homes of some people, and it couldn't wash away Lose someone's love.

The cold water drops continued until dawn.