The sky was covered with thick dark clouds, making the world gray.

The rain was pouring down, hitting the goblins' corpses, soaking the goblins' dark green skin a little white. A middle-aged uncle with a stubble on his face and dressed in cheap shabby linen clothes, against a large cloth bag, searched for anything of value among the goblin corpses on the ground.

At this time, he had already collected more than half a bag of goblin teeth and nails, and even picked up a few magic bracelets with the same style.

The middle-aged uncle is an adventurer, and he is particularly miserable. As an adventurer in his forties who still stayed at the bronze level, his mind and body could no longer support him to continue his adventure.

No longer adventurous, he opened a tavern in a nearby village, barely enough to eat, and collected some valuable things to buy on weekdays, leaving some savings for his future life.

Yesterday, when he was collecting herbs in the forest next to the village, he encountered a large number of goblins, and he was so frightened that he used the skills he learned during the adventure to hide in the forest for the night.

The flaming bird in the sky not far away also caught his attention hidden in the forest, and with the experience of the adventure, he knew that it was a battle that he could not mix. So, he braved the torrential rain today to see if he could find something of value.

Of course, the results did not disappoint him.

At that moment, a faint light of pale blue caught his attention. He picked up a stone and put it in his hand, tentatively throwing it at the light. The stone did not fail to cause a change in the light, which made the uncle reassured.

Then he placed his right hand on the dagger at his waist and cautiously poked into the light. And I hope that what kind of treasure shines brightly. Just as he approached the bright light and removed the goblin corpse on it, the uncle noticed that the light was coming from the chest of an eight or nine-year-old boy with long blue hair.

"Offended. The uncle whispered, then reached for the light on the boy's chest. However, he didn't find anything on the boy's chest.

To be precise, there was nothing in the boy's chest at all.

The uncle is a little blind, there is nothing in his chest, where is the light. Suddenly, the uncle seemed to think of something and tore the boy's fierce clothes.

"I didn't expect it to be like this!" Looking at the blue light flashing on the boy's chest, the uncle couldn't help but be overjoyed. This is a demonic part that is unique to being a magician. Very valuable!

The uncle took out a dagger from his waist, touched it on the bright light on the boy's chest, and then gestured with the dagger, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that a genius magician, obviously he still has body temperature." ”

The uncle was stunned for a moment, then put the dagger back on his waist, slapped himself hard, and punished himself for being blinded by money and almost killed.

Looking at the boy, the uncle couldn't help but think about why the child didn't die. Then the uncle slapped himself hard again, and scolded in a low voice: "Guo Ran, Guo Ran, your heart is fascinated by money, isn't it!"

Looking at the shabby linen clothes on his body, Guo Ran sighed helplessly.

Then he carried the boy and headed in the direction of the national capital, he didn't have to guess to know that the boy was a student of the magic academy, after all, there was no reason for an eight- or nine-year-old magician not to join the magic academy.

Guo Ran, who resisted the boy, walked and found that the boy's body temperature was getting higher and higher, and the temperature around him was getting lower and lower. Looking at the boy's red face, Guo Ran knew that the child had a fever, and as for the surrounding temperature getting lower and lower, Guo Ran probably guessed that it was related to the boy's so-called bloodline.

"Kid, you have to take it easy, and if it's too cold, don't blame me for throwing you away. Guo Ran said self-deprecatingly to the unconscious boy, and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Standing on a small hillside, Guo Ran watched the protective shields of the national capital and the Academy of Magic keep exploding energy balls of different colors, looked at the pieces of goblin corpses outside the protective shield, and the few people who kept attacking the protective shield and could feel the coercion from hundreds of meters away, silently running towards his village.

Guo Ran knew that the Yanxi Kingdom was probably going to disappear this time.

Although he was born in the Yanxi Kingdom, he does not have a strong sense of belonging to the Yanxi Kingdom. Since he was a child, his mental strength was not qualified, and Guo Ran had an inexplicable feeling of hostility towards the Yanxi Kingdom.

He was born into a poor family, and both parents died of starvation.

On the surface, the people of the Yanxi Kingdom live a peaceful and beautiful life, as long as they are at ease and work diligently, they can get a life that is not rich but has no worries about food and clothing. Although the Yanxi Kingdom said that any child who is qualified in mental power can enter the magic academy for free.

But in fact, how many children can do magic testing, to conduct magic testing, you must first be able to pay the tuition fees of ordinary schools, and civilians may save money and come out, but for the poor is a big gamble.

Guo Ran's parents lost the bet.

After failing the test, seven-year-old Guo Ran continued to work, doing those hard and low-paying jobs. In the end, Guo Ran was also ready to gamble, and he joined the Adventurers' Union.

It turns out that he made the right bet, although he did not become a famous adventurer, but in exchange for the current relatively stable life. Guo Ran was very satisfied.

His life has nothing to do with Yan Xi, so he can't talk about any belonging.

An hour later, Guo Ran, who was carrying the boy on his shoulders, looked at the messy village, looked at the corpses of humans and goblins who fell to the ground, and was silent for a while.

Walking into the burned tavern, Guo Ran found a door panel, spread some hay, and made a simple bed for the boy. Swap out the boy's soaked clothes and find some clothes in the ruins for him to put on. Then he took out some herbs that he had picked yesterday to treat his fever and gave them to the boy.

After doing this, Guo Ran walked out of the tavern.

"Boss Guo, are you back?" asked a young man who crawled out of a pile of rubble and asked in a frightened tone. His left hand was a blur of flesh and blood, hanging limply.

"I'm sorry everyone!" the man cried and knelt down in front of Guo Ran.

In the heavy rain, it is impossible to tell whether it is tears or water.

Guo Ran ignored him, walked straight to a ruin, and rummaged inside. In the end, Guo Ran found a cold corpse, a little scoundrel in the village, but under his bow-shaped body, there was a girl who was crying in a low voice.

Guo Ran put the body aside and hugged the girl to the young man's side. Subsequently, Guo Ran continued to rummage through the ruins.

It was dark, it was bright again, and the rain stopped.

Guo Ran didn't sleep all night, he dug a pit, a big, big pit.