I heard that you are the illegitimate son of Hades?

The days in the illusion passed quickly, and since that night, the relationship between Jiang Han and Chu Ci can be said to be one step closer. Although... there is a time difference of more than 600 years between them, but fortunately, it is good to have each other in my heart.

But when Jiang Han came to his senses, he realized what he had done... The current Chu Ci, oh no, how old is the current Yuan Ci?nine years old...

God, Jiang Han, you are committing a crime, what are you doing?

How old is he? You just drag him into a relationship...

Just when Jiang Han was squatting alone in the corner and shivering, Su Yuan came in from the door and saw his distressed back, she couldn't help crossing her arms and asked him, "What are you doing here?"

"Ah?" Jiang Han was thinking about something just now, and was taken aback by Su Yuan's words, "I...hahaha, I'm fine, I...I didn't do anything."

Why are you stuttering?What are your legs shaking? !

It was the Nth time that Su Yuan looked at him with mentally handicapped eyes, she sighed: "Let's go, it's time to leave."

"Leave? Where are you going?"

"Nonsense, the time schedule will only increase after I leave this environment, otherwise you really plan to stay here for eight years? Wait until my brother grows up?"

"That's not bad..." He said in a smug manner just now, but after being glared at by Su Yuan, he quickly stopped talking, "Then I will bid farewell to Chu Ci."

With a wave of Su Yuan's hand, a piece of paper talisman was conjured out of thin air. The paper talisman burned quickly. After the fire, the ashes turned into paper ash were full of spirituality, controlled by Su Yuan's spiritual power and surrounded the two of them. Han and Su Yuan had already left the Marshal's Mansion to a place Jiang Han had never seen before.

There are flowing pictures everywhere, like a kaleidoscope, as if time is passing by scene by scene.

"Where is this?" Jiang Han looked around curiously.

"The control room of the illusion." Su Yuan said in a muffled voice.

Su Yuan had just used the annihilation talisman to erase all the memories of herself and Jiang Han about Chuci in the illusion.

In order not to affect the development of history later, this is the most convenient method. He can only forget himself and Jiang Han now.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Han asked her while staring at a screen that was circulating. On the screen was Chu Ci with long hair dancing a sword.

"For your convenience to see better."

As Su Yuan spoke, she slowly pulled out one frame after another of the flowing images from the kaleidoscope flowing around and placed them in front of Jiang Han.

Yuanci met Yuan Yize from the age of nine to 17.

At the age of 17, the evil spirits of the ancient times appeared in the world, natural disasters came, three years of drought, no crops in the fields, and countless people were displaced.

The wizard of the Great Dynasty had already used the celestial phenomena to calculate this catastrophe. He told the Great Emperor that the natural disaster would destroy the entire Great Yuan Dynasty. After tasting the young man's clean blood, the innocent soul will fall into a deep sleep again.

The wizard is a person who hides his head and tail. He was kept in the court by the emperor only because of his achievements in controlling floods three years ago.

The emperor was overjoyed when he heard that there was a way to crack it, and hurriedly arranged for the wizard to find the boy he was talking about.

The wizard picked Yuan Ci in the vast and boundless Han 800-mile city.

That Hungry Ghost Festival was almost everyone's lifetime nightmare.

The front of the city, 800 miles away from the Han Dynasty, is overcrowded today. The bottom of the building is a suppressive sealing formation drawn by a wizard with cinnabar. The young man was tied in the middle. He kept his head down and fell into a coma.

Tens of thousands of acres of crops were abandoned due to natural disasters, and the people had no harvest and were displaced.

The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven began, and people from all over the world gathered at the gate of the 800-mile city of Han Dynasty. They prayed to God to be themselves and forgive themselves.

The wizard was dressed in a black robe, and sang mournful dirges over and over again in a low tone.

He used a dagger to plunge into Yuanci's chest amidst the shouts of thousands of people.

The blood on his chest spurted out, and the blood from his heart fell drop by drop on the magic circle. The smell of blood carried by the wind aroused the most primitive blood of human beings. The people under the altar were shouting and singing.

"As long as he's dead, we'll all be saved!"

"Yeah, yeah... or the wizard has a way..."

"God quickly forgive us our sins."

……

Their eyes were all focused on Yuanci, who remained motionless because of the wizard's binding spell.

He just felt as if something had been inserted into his heart, and his heart ached as if he was about to die.

He raised his head slowly, and saw the hunger and thirst in the eyes of those people in the blur of severe ischemia.If it weren't for the protection of the altar, he would have been wiped out by those greedy people long ago.

What kind of crazy era is this?

At that time, people only loved and cared about themselves, and they all swept the door, so how could anyone care about others?

Yuan Yi rushed back from the border when he learned of the incident. When he saw the dying Yuan Ci kneeling in the middle of the blood-flowing altar, the eight-foot man shed tears, and he begged the emperor to spare his adopted son.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty has served His Majesty all his life, why today...today, Your Majesty wants to kill your adopted son?"

"Aiqing, for the sake of the world, you are unwilling to give up one of your adopted sons?"

There are countless indifference and contempt in the eyes of everyone.

"Why is the marshal like this?"

"Don't we want to survive?"

"If he dies alone, so many of us can survive, what a bargain!"

"Yeah, what a deal!"

.........

They have lost their minds and turned into monsters that are neither human nor demon. They greedily long for the blood shed from the young man's heart.

"Father..." Yuan Ci said slowly, even if he said a word, he would have to stop for a long time now, his heart hurts, and his body hurts too, his blood is slowly flowing from his body, losing its temperature bit by bit .

"Yi... Yifu..., Ci'er... is fine." He spoke out every single word with difficulty, and he exhausted all his strength with just a few words. He closed his eyes, his arms were weak hang down.

His blood soaked the surrounding land, turning it reddish-brown. The desolate north wind blew over his body, and his bangs danced in the air.

"Yuan Ci...!"

The sky darkened, the wind and cloud changed, and countless raindrops fell like silver needles in the storm, penetrating their heads, arms and bodies, and none of the people in the 800-mile city of Han was spared.

The rainwater was mixed with countless amounts of blood, which gathered on the ground to form a river, and the blood flowed continuously.

This is a catastrophe, and it is also a catastrophe in people's hearts.

Countless indifferent people are gaining new life through the death of others, exchanging one life for the lives of the whole world, how can such a good deal come from?

It rained for three days and three nights, and the 800-mile city of Han Dynasty was covered with dead bones, and there was a young man's skeleton in the middle.

After all, the whole world buried him with him.

Yiliu's wind is exhausted, and the king knows the heart of a young man.

Green plums are astringent and useless, and bamboo and horses depend on each other.

The concubine Jun Ying was shocked, so why did Yu Tiantian.

It's hard for Qingqing to go back when the king and his concubines go back.

.........

Xia Ziye held a bamboo umbrella in the rain and sang a sad song.

She has been asleep for hundreds of years since the last time, and she was awakened by this battle, only to find that the city was already littered with dead bodies.

Even the city walls have changed without anyone she knows.

Oh yes, I'm dead, I've been dead for years.

Yiliu's wind is exhausted, and the king knows the heart of a young man.

Green plums are astringent and useless, and bamboo and horses depend on each other.

The concubine Jun Ying was shocked, so why did Yu Tiantian.

It's hard for Qingqing to go back when the king and his concubines go back.

.........

? Ethereal sound spread throughout the path.

She finally crouched at the corner of the wall.

"What's your name?" She saw a small spirit body curled up in front of the city, so she squatted down to hold an umbrella for him.

"My... my name is... Yuan..." He lowered his head, and when he raised his head again, he said to Xia Ziye, "Forget it, whatever you want, just Chu... Just call me Chu Ci."

The surname that symbolized this crazy era has gone with the wind, and there are no Yuanci in the world, only Chuci.

Xia Ziye didn't say anything, just smiled, put an umbrella over him, and continued singing to send him to the underworld.