Among the seven central countries of the Salon continent, the largest territory in the south of Basparta, the largest city is Gu'an City, which is one of the most populous and economically developed cities in Basparta, but it is also one of the cities with the most crime rate and gangsters.

Gu'an City was originally known as Gutongcheng, and Emperor Sarun called Gu'an City in the first year of Kaiyuan, which means respecting ancient innovation, stability and prosperity. In addition, before that, Gu'an City was also known as the "Desert Entrance, Desert Fortress" and "Sandstorm City".

Gu'an City of Basparta is the largest capital city in the ancient history of the central continent at that time, with the largest scale, the most magnificent architecture and the most standardized planning and layout among the seven central countries at that time. The characteristics of its construction system planning and layout are unprecedented scale, the creation of the imperial city, the three-city layered ring, the use of six slopes, the symmetrical layout, the wide streets, the neat square, the uniform shape, the vertical and horizontal canals, the green shade of the city, and the suburban ring altar. Xiangtian set up the capital, according to the position of the heavenly phenomena and stars, the layout of the palace city, the imperial city and the Guocheng Zhongfang in the capital, reflecting the mysterious color of the unity of heaven and man and the divine power of the monarch.

All industries in the city are prosperous, and the palaces are uneven.

On a wide street in Gu'an City, where there is a lot of traffic and many people, some people are talking and laughing and discussing, some are walking dejectedly, and there are countless vendors on both sides of the street.

"Hello sir, would you like to order fruit?" asked a young vendor, looking at a middle-aged man passing by.

"Sister Beauty, do you want to buy some food?" asked a young man who was setting up a stall looking at a woman who had just walked by.

"Get up, get up, what do I want you to do!" A middle-aged man with a whip and a chubby body with pale skin scolded while kicking a man beside him whose clothes were tattered and his body was scarred, curled up on the ground, and slowly moaned and no longer showed his age.

"Since you can't use it, then ,,,,,,"

"Bang"

The man blew on the muzzle of the pistol and put the pistol in his pocket.

The man lying on the ground stared straight ahead, blood slowly flowing down his chest.

"How can you be like this, he is also human!" said a little boy wearing a white shirt who was about 1.2 meters tall and ran over to look at the man who shot him.

"He's just my slave, and I have the right to do that," the man said casually, kicking the corpse next to him and looking at the little boy.

"Ahh

"Uh, what do you want to do?" the little boy asked, looking back at the man in black who was holding him.

"I want to say a few words to you. The man in black leaned into the little boy's ear and whispered a few words to the child.

The child calmed down and walked over to the middle-aged man with the whip.

"I'm going to change that!" the child said loudly to the man with the whip.

"Haha,,,,,, who do you think you are! You can't talk nonsense, for your sake, I don't care about you, you can go," the man with the whip waved his hand and didn't even look at the little boy.

"Humph!"

The child turned away, took a few steps and turned back and said, "We'll meet again." ”

"Uh!" the middle-aged man with the whip looked at the little boy's back motionlessly.

The tall man in black took the little boy by the hand and walked away.

"Whose family is this child?"

"Don't know?"

"Who is that man in black?"

Passers-by on the street were chattering.

The little boy and the man in black came to another busy street in Gu'an City.

"Uncle, why is the world like this?" the child asked, looking at the man in black.

"This is the world, the world is like this, and if you want to change, you have to start with yourself. The man in black looked ahead and said lightly.

The little boy thought for a moment and smiled.

"I understand, I will definitely change the law, I will make the phenomenon disappear forever. ”

The man in black smiled and nodded.

"By the way, uncle, what's your name?" the little boy asked, looking up at the tall middle-aged man.

"Broken Dragon, are you?" said the middle-aged man as he squatted down and looked at the little boy with a smile.

"Heavenly Monarch. The child smiled, and so did the man in black.

"I'm leaving, goodbye!" Broken Dragon said helplessly, standing up and looking ahead.

"Where's it going, uncle!"

"Go find your dreams!"

"Dreams?" the little boy lowered his head and picked at his head.

The figure of the man in black faded into obscurity.

"Uncle, when we meet again, it will be time for me to make good on my promise!" the little boy shouted loudly at the fading back, raising his head.

"I'm looking forward to it!" the man in black had vanished.

The little boy quietly watched in the direction in which the man in black had disappeared.

In the northern continent of the Salon Continent, there is a large palace, and it is the only one that can be compared to the Salon Palace, the palace has a red wall, very luxuriously decorated and full of flowers everywhere in the hall, there are two women in the hall, one is about thirty years old but has a twenty-year-old face of a beautiful woman, the woman is wearing a graceful colorful brocade robe, the delicate body under the brocade robe is plump and delicate like the ripe peach, oozing a faint charm, a head of three thousand white hair casually from the fragrant shoulders down perpendicular to the slender willow waist, and in those pale black eyes, there was a anger or resentment, and there was a hint of hope mixed between the two. The other looked as if he was fifty years old.

"Madame,,,,,,," a woman of about fifty years of age whispered a few words in the ear of a middle-aged woman who looked like a girl's face.

"yes, I see. The middle-aged woman with a girlish face nodded.

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.