Dew clear joy

The flames illuminated the pitch-black valley red, and the sound of burning could be heard endlessly.

Obscure and cruel memories are reappearing in front of my eyes.

This time, it was You Qinghui's own home.

The fire was like a ferocious fire beast, arrogantly swallowing its flurry of flames, swallowing the house into a huge fireball.

It also licked You Qinghui's heart little by little.

The burning heat wave rushed towards a group of people standing silently, casting strange shadows under the interweaving of fire and night.

You Qinghui is like a puppet that has lost its soul, forgetting language and emotion.The flames of the sky reflected in his dark pupils, dead still and desperate.

sure, no one...

As if sensing You Qinghui's arrival, the leader turned around.

He has a slender figure, a handsome face, eyes like cold stars, an icy aura wrapping around his body, his gestures are indifferent and elegant, and his demeanor is awe-inspiring.

It is obviously the posture of a dragon and a phoenix, but at this moment it looks like a ghost.

You Qinghui felt cold all over his body, never thought that in less than a year, he would see this demon again.

The man seemed very satisfied with You Qinghui's look of seeing a ghost, with a cold arc drawn on his lips, "I got it."

Two black shadows came out in response, and before You Qinghui could react, they grabbed his shoulders.

There was a gap in the human wall, only then did You Qinghui see a person lying on his back between the group of people and the burning house.

Her eyes were closed tightly, her jaw was stained with blood, and the shadow of fire was intertwined on her face, which was quiet and strange.

It was Sun Si.

Now she was lying there, motionless, as if dead.

The fact is also true, Sun Si had already lost his breath.

Not long ago, the person who squeezed the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and asked him to come back earlier has lost contact with the world.

But a few hours, the world is different.

You Qinghui suddenly struggled like crazy, as if he forgot that he still had martial arts, and kicked and kicked like an ordinary person.

The two hands behind him clamped him tightly like iron tongs, and the bones made a slight 'click' sound of being overwhelmed, and You Qinghui struggled desperately as if he didn't know the pain at all.

The sharp pain in the shoulder finally spread to the brain slowly, You Qinghui stopped the futile resistance, and his body slowly slid down like a bird with broken wings.

He fell to the ground, his tears breaking down in an instant.

Maybe it was the sign of that person, the person behind him let go of his strength.

You Qinghui immediately stumbled and ran over, knelt down on one knee, gently embraced Sun Silan into her arms, held her cold hands tightly, opened her mouth a few times, and finally said, "Mother..." The voice broke , Precipitating boundless hopelessness.

The fire is still engulfing without any scruples, arrogant and unaware of the sufferings of the world.

You Qinghui slowly stretched out his hand towards the bright fire, as if it would warm him up...

The man's jaw was suddenly pinched, and the man pulled him to his eyes, "Is that enough?" The warm breath scratched his cheeks, like whispers between lovers, but You Qinghui saw his tenderness. Under the eyes, there is frost that can't be stained with a trace of temperature.

You Qinghui turned his face to one side, dodging his hand on his chin, only the burning red light remained in his bright eyes, and his voice was calm, "Tell me, children..." You Qinghui paused, as if he had gone through all kinds of difficulties to come back again. Open your mouth, "Is it inside?"

"It turns out there are people inside." There was no hint of sudden realization, but the voice was still as solid as ice.

You Qinghui's eyes widened, all the anger accumulated tonight was instantly ignited, and he slammed his hand hard towards his face, but he was caught when he was still far away from his face, and his wrist hurt.

You Qinghui stared at him closely, with deep hatred in every word, "You didn't know if there was someone inside and set it on fire?"

The man's face remained unmoved, "What does it have to do with me?"

You Qinghui smiled, as if he had heard the funniest joke, and she shed tears while laughing, then suddenly withdrew his expression, injected energy into his tendons, broke free from the imprisoned hand, turned his palm over, and slapped that person with all his internal strength Zhongwan point.

The figure moved slightly, and You Qinghui was already knocked down by a palm.

You Qinghui coughed a few times, his chest vibrated with sharp pain.

"Why..." You Qinghui sat down on the ground dejectedly, tears streaming down her cheeks, and said incoherently, "I've already given you what you want, what more do you want!...Why do you still come to me, why? You want to kill my family, why don't you let go of the two children, do you know..." Yuluo is your son, your own son!

The fire was extinguished at some point, and the man's men dragged out from the wreckage two skeletons that had been burned beyond recognition, one was a child and the other was still a baby.

You Qinghui watched without blinking, and suddenly covered his head and shook his head, his throat was blocked and he couldn't speak, it was nothing more than a thousand arrows piercing his heart.

His body was suddenly lifted up by someone, and that person approached him and said softly, "I only want you."

If it weren't for the inexplicable hatred in his eyes and the coldness of Xueshuang, maybe You Qinghui would have thought it was a confession.

The sleeping hole went numb, and You Qinghui fell into the darkness with mixed emotions...

The author has something to say: In particular, Chapters 7~22 after this chapter are memories, all of which happened before Chapter 1, which can be understood as interludes.If you don't want to read the memories, you can skip directly to Chapter 23. Chapter 23 is directly linked to Chapter 6. If you haven't seen Chapter 23, it doesn't matter, because it hasn't been updated yet...