Qingzhou Jade Dragon Empire

The western periphery of the Demon Beast Mountains

Deep in the snow-capped mountains, the wind roars and the snow falls. What caught my eye was a small black dot that was constantly moving, and it turned out to be a person, a little boy about seven or eight years old......

The boy was wearing a small black and white robe, small silver boots, and a large layer of linen rags wrapped in the outermost layer, the robe was already in tatters, but the exquisite lines and textures showed that the boy must have been once prominent and famous. The thin body drove the legs that seemed to be on their knees at any moment due to the cold wind and snow. Poor little boy, if he had gone more than thirty paces, he would have fallen! However, strangely, the sound of the little silver boots colliding with the snow was surprisingly crisp and steady, calm and powerful, and his thin body was still moving little by little, as if to tell this cold world that he would never fall down!

The little hand that was red from the cold was still on a worn cane, and the slightly round and delicate little face was full of unyielding and tenacity. At this time, through the tightly wrapped linen clothes, you can clearly see that the little boy's white cheeks and fluffy hair are still sticking to the blood that has long been coagulated, the hair covers half of his face, and his eyes are glowing with a slightly strange red light, which is a pair of light red pupils! It is this pale red that brings a different color to this white cold world! A little amazing, but also a little weird.

"Plop!" came a flat voice that could not withstand any ripples, and the little boy finally fell.

The sound of the body crashing against the snow was so faint in the howling of the wind. With difficulty, he lifted his face, which was half covered by his hair, and looked ahead, at the endless snow. He finally felt despair, he was getting closer and closer to death, his fragile life was coming to an end, he knew that his physical condition was no longer enough for him to survive, he slowly closed his eyes, and the stunning red slowly disappeared.

The wind and snow were about to cover his thin body, and the white snow-capped mountain wind was still there! However, at this moment, a sudden change abruptly appeared, and an old voice sounded out out of nowhere, "Finally, you still can't hold on?" But if you can rely on your own perseverance to get here step by step, how far will you grow in the future?"

The little boy began to glow with bursts of white light, the snow on his body began to melt slowly, and suddenly a bright white light shot out from the little boy, and a book that emitted a strong light appeared next to the little boy, the white light was extremely dazzling, the book exuded the vicissitudes of ancient times, and the cover of the book was four strange-shaped fonts, vigorous and powerful, faintly visible in the dazzling white light.

The white light enveloped the little boy, and then slowly gathered, and an old man wearing a white robe with white hair appeared, the old man looked at the little boy for a long time, frowned slightly, shook his head and let out a long sigh, and said secretly in his heart: "Little guy, many things are not something you and I can decide, I hope you can get out of your own way." ”

The old man stretched out his hand to save the little boy, but suddenly stopped, he turned his head to look ahead, a small figure appeared in front of him, the figure wrapped in a slightly larger sackcloth cloak and walked out of the depths of the mountain with a cane, it was a little girl, the old man watched the little girl slowly approach but did not move, he knew that the little girl could not see himself.

The white-haired old man looked at the abdomen of the little figure, but he only looked at it, her already broken dantian was not even qualified to make the old man shake his head and sigh, whether the dantian was broken or not, whether there was a heng qi or not, she was too weak, to the old man, she was not even an ant, and suddenly thought of something The old man turned his head to look at the little boy again, and said to himself: "Is this also your fate?" The little girl got closer and closer to the boy, ignoring the old man beside her.

By this time, the old man had disappeared, and the little boy was still unconscious.

At this moment, an eager and heartbroken roar suddenly sounded in the depths of the little boy's consciousness, a woman's roar, only to see a middle-aged woman in ragged clothes with a very perfect body proportion lying on the ground, with spring light leaking out of her body, looking very beautiful and miserable!

I saw the woman lying on the ground covered in blood and crying: "Chase Fan, chase Fan, go quickly, !!" A deep, magnetic voice came from the memory: "Remember! Remember everything here! And, your name!"

A burly figure wearing dark red armor, covered in blood, appeared in front of him on his knees, his body was pierced by more than a dozen arrows, and his body was covered with sword marks, and his bones were visible.

The man covered in blood, his eyes turned out to be crimson, the man looked at him deeply, a man, a boy, two pairs of blood-red pupils, just looking at each other like this, and the surroundings were in shambles. The sky, the ground, the bright red blood stained the whole world, the real blood flowed like a river!

The boy felt that the person in front of him was very familiar and unfamiliar, and he suddenly looked at each other! Only to find that the two people who appeared one after another, the little boy couldn't even see their faces clearly! The world around him was bright red, it was blood, and the two voices were connected, constantly intertwined! But intermittently, he felt as if he was losing something, it seemed to be his, memory!!

The voices that crossed his mind grew weaker and weaker, and he tried his last strength to grasp the memory, and he tried his best, runner, clawed at randomly. Helplessly, the picture is becoming more and more illusory, and the sound is getting weaker and weaker. The man is gone, the woman is gone, the little boy is finally down,

In the end, in reality, he opened his eyes with difficulty, but only saw a figure standing in front of him, but he couldn't see his face clearly, he was too weak, he only knew that the other party was looking at him. The little boy's eyelids were heavy, and he fainted completely.

The little girl looked at the little boy who had fallen in front of her, and then looked around, and the white light that suddenly appeared and disappeared made her wonder and retract her thoughts. She looked at the unconscious little boy, the little boy's handsome and fair round cheeks made her slightly amazed, and said to herself: "It's so pitiful to be alive!" At last she took the little boy and put it on her back, arranged the tattered sackcloth and cloak, and then walked on with her cane, as if no one could stop her, and before she knew it, she came to a valley, where the snow was still thick and the wind was still violent.

Suddenly, the little girl seemed to sense something, she trembled to the edge of a big rock, on the back of the big rock just to avoid most of the cold wind! She put down the little boy, and raised two fingers to measure the little boy's snort, her body became more trembling, she squatted down and hugged the little boy, took off the broken sackcloth cloak to wrap herself and the little boy, shared her remaining body temperature with the little boy with a beautiful face, and whispered in a trembling voice while giving him a sigh of relief: "Don't die! Please, don't die!" The tone was almost begging, as if she had said this to herself except for the little boy! The figure trembled more and more, and finally she cried quietly

"Woo woo woo~"

After a while, the little girl stopped crying, and pointed together again to test her snort, her body trembled, the little boy's breath became weaker and weaker, and she was silent for a long time, and suddenly there was a resolute look in her eyes! She stood up and picked up the little boy again, checked her and the little boy's clothes, made sure that her body could maximize the temperature, and then turned around and continued to walk forward

I don't know how long she walked, the little boy suddenly woke up on her back, and the little girl only heard a very slight sentence: "Am I going to die?" The little girl suddenly trembled when she heard these words, and almost fell, she stabilized her body and turned her head to the little boy calmly and said, "No, you won't die, we won't die" , The little boy saw each other's faces clearly this time, it was a girl, a little girl about nine years old, with black hair, a little messy, but it did not affect the delicate spirit of the whole face and the tenacious aura exuded, and the white and red lovely cheeks compared to the rough and broken linen cloak, it looked so refined, white and flawless.

This beautiful and lovely side face is deeply rooted in the little boy's heart, this is the first new memory he has gained after losing his memory!

After listening to the girl's words, the little boy immediately fainted again, his breath became weaker and weaker, the girl knew that he was about to die, this handsome boy with light red pupils, the person who met her on her escape road, was now about to die on her back, she knew in her heart that soon after the little boy died, she would also die, the girl panicked, death turned out to be so terrible!

She was not afraid of wild beasts, she was not afraid of pain, she was not afraid of danger, because she had been through too much suffering and suffering, but she was afraid of death, because when she was very young, she was told that death was very lonely, so she was afraid, afraid that she was alone, alone. The snow-capped mountains are endless, cold and biting!!

Suddenly, a thumb-sized white light flashed, and the girl seemed to notice it, she puffed up her chest and looked up at the front, a ripple appeared in her desperate expression, tears flowed down her face, and she saw the building, yes, the building!

She had completely ignored the white light that she didn't know where to shoot out just now, and she couldn't think about why there wasn't such a ruined temple in front of her just now. The little girl was so happy, she was too excited to care about the tears on her face, she stepped forward with her legs, which were barely conscious, and if she walked in, the dilapidated temple would save the little boy and herself!

"Bang!"

After struggling to close the door, the little girl patted the snow off her body, and carried the little boy into the dry firewood and grass in a corner of the temple with all her last strength, and the two thin and petite bodies snuggled up to each other like this, and the two foreheads that were purple from the cold were close together, and after doing all this, the girl put her hand on the little boy's fluffy and coagulated hair, smiled and whispered: "Poor little fellow, we, survived" and fell asleep completely.