Prologue
The first year of the unholy calendar is a thousand years.
The Supreme Realm, known as one of the two great divine realms, is in turmoil.
On this day, the three major families of the Qin family, the Zhou family, and the Zhuge family launched a war of extermination against the Wen family at the same time without warning.
Everything came too suddenly, no one knew the reason for the war, and no one knew what the battle was like, they only knew that this battle had involved too many forces and shook the entire Supreme Realm.
In front of the main hall of the Wen family, the corpses are piled up like a mountain, and the blood flows like a river, and those who survive can only hear the cold wind and howl, and only see the blood staining the sky.
"Wow, wow..."
In this scarlet-filled silence, a baby's cry untimely shattered the silence.
And this cry seemed to be a redemption, purifying the killing in everyone's hearts, and making all the men of the Wen family cry.
If he was born in a peaceful and prosperous era, this baby must be the treasure of the Wen family, and he will be loved by hundreds of thousands.
It's a pity that the reality is always cruel, and her birth has not had time to look at the colors of this world, so she has to walk with them on the Yellow Spring Road.
......
Inside the apse of the Wen family.
Mu Wan held the baby in her arms with tears in her eyes, and the despair and love in her eyes were heartbreaking.
"Wan'er, let's start, the Wen family master won't last long. ”
At Mu Wan's bedside, an old woman with tears in her eyes choked up and persuaded.
Hearing this, Mu Wan gently handed over the baby to the old woman, and walked out of bed with severe pain.
After the old woman took the baby, she walked to the center of the main hall, where there was a huge magic circle carved with blood, on which countless desolate evil spirits were painted, and the hideous face made people feel chills when they saw it.
The old woman put the baby in the center of the circle, and sat opposite Mu Wan, the two of them sealed their hands, and said something in their mouths, only to see a ghostly light flash, and the whole circle ignited a gray flame, and as the flames rose, the baby's cry became even more heartbreaking.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Outside the magic circle, Mu Wan couldn't cry anymore, tears poured down like a broken embankment, and the whole person sobbed and muttered to herself like a madman.
Time passed like this, minute by minute, and it was extremely painful.
Finally, the gray fire was gradually extinguished, and the crying in the hall did not know when it dissipated, only Mu Wan's low sobs remained.
"Child, my mother is sorry for you in this life, if you survive, you must be happy..."
Mu Wan muttered to herself on the gray roof of the main hall, and the next moment, a spear burning with red flames pierced her heart, and at the same time, the old woman was also wrapped in flames, and the whole person sat peacefully in place, waiting for death to come.
"That baby has my holy flame attached to it, and it will not survive, and from today on, there will be no Wen family in this world. The man with a dazzling fire appeared and said to Mu Wan, who was dying.
Mu Wan smiled lightly and said with the last of her strength.
"My child, certainly, will survive..."