In the northernmost part of the world, there is a hidden place that no one knows.

No living creatures have set foot in the past two thousand years, and the cracked land is like a shriveled blood vessel, spreading in all directions.

The sun deliberately avoided shining on this, and the gray mist flowed freely between heaven and earth.

A tall black tower, like a withered bone finger stretching out into the sky, lonely and mysterious.

The style of the Black Tower is very strange, there is no decoration, no windows and doors, just pure black, like a shadow standing straight between heaven and earth.

The history of the tower can be traced back to the distant blank era, and the years, natural disasters, or man-made people did not let it fall, and it is still as strong as ever.

In the gray mist, the huge evil dragon skeleton climbed on the black tower, its body coiled on it like a snake, four sharp bone claws buckled into the tower's wall, stabilizing its position, and the fifth claw on its chest firmly grasped the top of the tower.

The white cold air wandered through the keel, and the mist shrouded it.

The evil dragon's skull remained in that position forever, its head held high proudly, and its black hole looked south with resentment.

Beyond this barren sea to the south, there is a black sea without waves, without high tides and low tides, and the sea breeze does not even carry a trace of waves.

Everything seems to exist in stagnant time.

No matter how many years have passed, this evil scene will not move to the naked eye.

"Click. "A stone slab detached from the surface of the tower, went through a long fall, and was torn apart on the ground.

If you look closely, the surface of the tower has been weathered, and the black stone slabs have been swept off by the bone dragon bone claws, leaking out the black billet wall, which is as hard as black diamonds, and it is difficult for the bone claws to leave any scratches on it.

The ground around the Black Tower is littered with large and small slab fragments, many of which have been buried by the wind and sand, but some are still newly fallen.

The skeleton of the evil dragon is still in that position, maybe the wind blew away the stone bricks on the surface of the tower, but it can only be the wind, because the evil dragon has been dead for more than 2,000 years.

Since the birth of the immortals, the world's most evil creature, the Chaos Evil Dragon, was killed by the Sword Ling God in this evil tower two thousand years ago.

The Dead Sea failed to protect it, the creatures it created disappeared, its demons were banished to the East, and the seven most evil and darkest men, some were sealed, some were hidden in the world, and some were arranged by fate to become great characters.

The battle between the Sword Ling God and the Chaos Dragon was known as the War of Destruction, which changed the land and the sea, the mountains and rivers, killed more than ninety percent of all living beings, and destroyed all civilizations.

Two thousand years later, today, everything is back on track, and fewer and fewer people know the truth.

"Click. ”

Another stone slab broke off from the tower and fell to pieces on the hard ground.

The white mist in the dragon's skeleton sped up and calmed again.

The bone dragon was still in that position, as if nothing had happened just now.

The story doesn't happen here, but it ends here.

The dragon skeleton goes south, beyond the barren land and the sea of glass, and there is a seaside village.

This is the residence of the Ancient Sword Clan, and the era of the glory of this clan is gone with the War of Annihilation.

There are less than forty families left, and they have lived in seclusion here for two thousand years since the fall of the evil dragon.

The southern part of the Sword Clan village is surrounded by a huge mountain called Zhenlong Mountain, as high as a heavenly barrier, cutting off all dangers in the Death Wilderness to the south.

The Dead Wastes are one of the most dangerous forbidden places in the world, and the reason for the danger is not only the changeable bad weather, but also the many deformed beasts created by the Chaos Dragons, which can survive and breed in the harshest environments, and the number is as numerous as locusts.

At this moment, on the secret path leading to the Sword Clan in the Death Wilderness, two figures, one tall and one short, leaned forward in the wind and sand, and made a difficult advance in the direction of Zhenlong Mountain.

"Jianbo, how far are we, the weather here is unpredictable. Daylight shouted.

The hood on his shirt blocked the day's black hair and black eyes, and he covered his mouth and nose with his collar to prevent sand from pouring into his mouth.

"Come on, climb over the mountain in the distance. "The tall sword boy wore a blue scarf, his eyes were red, and his tense body like a bow was full of strength, blocking more wind and sand in front of him.

"Uncle Jian, I have something to say to you. Daylight shouted.

"Do you have to say it at a damn time like this?" the sword man yelled back.

"Why did we leave Fujun City, where is Mother?Why can't I remember, the memory is gone, what happened?"

I remember to be separated from the little girl for a second during the day, and I followed Jianbo back, and when I came back to my senses, I was in this ghost place.

Important memories are all missing, and the momentum is not stopping.

As a time-traveler, Daylight knows that memories are the most precious thing.

He lowered his head and saw the beads of stars hanging on his chest, the size of a peach pit, blue and clear.

Through the surface of the beads, you can see the earth, ocean, mountains and clouds outlined the world inside, and when the sun and moon alternate inside, the surface of the beads will show different colors.

Anyone who sees it will know that this bead is not a mortal thing.

During the day, there was a bad premonition.

He clenched the beads and felt the coolness on them, this was his mother's beads, never leaving his body, why was he here.

What the hell is going on?

Something was wrong, and in the four years he remembered, he and his mother had never been separated for more than a day.

"From today onwards, you are the son of my sword death, damn it, we are close to Zhenlong Mountain, in the future I must set up a place along the secret path to hide from the damn weather, stop talking, the sand is about to feed me!!"

Your son, Godfather, is he a little overwhelmed by the day.

When I think of the events of the blank period, my mind is full of fog, am I sick? or the sequelae of the time-traveling, or maybe all these years are just a dream.

I feel like important memories are detached from my mind little by little, and I am at a loss.

Daylight has been integrated into this world over the years, and his mother has taken care of him, why is the appearance in his memory blurred little by little.

It feels like there's a lot of things I can't remember, but a few names are still clear.

"Uncle Jian, I have a lot of names in my mind, Mixed Yuan Martial Saint Shui Tengyun, Othello Saint Yuan Tu, Star Picking Wine Saint Li Changfeng, Medicine Saint Qi Hanging Pot, Thousand Extinction Painting Saint Liu Zongli, and, Win Wuyi, what is the meaning of these names? Why do I have the names of these saints in my mind, but I almost forgot my mother, Jianbo, what happened?" Every name that Bai Tian said was the supreme of the Mighty Earthquake side, including the five saints.

"Forget the meaningless names, they'll disappear sooner or later, don't talk anymore!" Sword Death ended the conversation in a dull tone.

Daylight was silent, he wanted to leave Jianbo now, and would rather starve to death than be in a place where birds don't.

However, there is no end to the desolation around it, and if you run away, you may starve to death.

Besides, I haven't figured out anything about my mother yet, so I can only follow the blue scarf fluttering in the wind in front of me.

The sword who walked in front of him looked gloomy, the wind and sand in the sky were impermeable, and he recalled his mother in the daytime, she was lying there like a gossamer, still beautiful and heartbreaking.

"Promise me, take Daylight back to the Sword Clan, never let him leave, I have stolen his memories, he will only know you in the future, become a father. ”

"It's too cruel for a child. The sword said with his eyes down.

"Look at the way I am now, I can't protect him anymore, promise me. Her chest was pierced, and the blood clotted into a dark red twisted flower.

The death of the sword is extremely painful: "If you take him back to the Sword Clan, he will be my illegitimate son, he will be ostracized a lot, and he can't use the surname Jian, I can take him to other places." ”

"Let's go to the Sword Clan, we came out of there, knowing that it was the safest place, and called him Daylight, and we gave him this name in the hope that he would avoid the darkness, and if he asked in the future, you told him that he was born on a ship, and that his mother was a fisherwoman with a white surname, who died in a shipwreck, and that was enough. ”

"These are all lies. ”

"Lies can protect him, promise me that you will never let him leave the village, and only by avoiding the dark night can you live your life safely and treat him as your own child." ”

"What is the source of your fear?" asked the sword.

She sighed, as light as dust: "His father, in his last life, I wish you were his father." ”

"I've never been a father and don't know what to do. The sword died in a hoarse voice.

The woman's smile was heartbreaking. "I'm also a first-time mother, and trust me, everything will fall into place. ”

Now the sword can still recall the sad mood at the beginning.

He shook his head vigorously, banishing the sadness out of his mind, not wanting to think about what seemed to have happened just now.

He glanced back, and the boy had a strong face, moving forward in the wind and sand, he had inherited his mother's heart, perseverance and bravery.

Bai Tian looked up, and Jian Jie Sheng smiled comfortingly and encouraged him.

The sword dead knew in his heart that it was not a stable place waiting for them.

The so-called clansmen will do everything they can to expel this alien child, and worse, kill.

But he will protect the child, no matter what happens.