Bai Tian ran to the foot of Zhenlong Mountain, looked at the mountain as high as a heavenly barrier, put his hands on it, he wanted to escape from here, injured his father, and no longer had the face to stay here.

Bai Tian felt that the other side of Zhenlong Mountain was his world since he was a child, and he always had a lot of strange ideas, but he didn't know where they came from, as if he wasn't him and didn't belong here.

Climbing over and over again, falling down again and again, bruised and purple, just unwilling to give up.

Daylight knew it was an escape, but what else could he do? He hurt the only person who was good to him.

Lacking climbing skills during the day, he failed more than ten times, stubbornly looking up at the top of the mountain, ready to climb again.

Someone dragged him down at once.

Punishment Elder Jian Li's vicious gaze penetrated the day: "What are you doing here?"

"I'm getting out of here!" the day's eyes were red.

"Tell me what happened, who injured the sword and died!"

Tears welled up in his eyes, and Bai Tian said, "It was I who accidentally injured my father." ”

"You?"

Bai Tian heard the suspicion, and Jian Li didn't believe that he had injured his father unconscious.

"It's me who hurt my father, don't torture me, kill or chop, be happy. As soon as his eyes were closed during the day, the scene of the sword sucking rhubarb to death appeared.

Daylight is now overwhelmed by the feeling of guilt.

"Lie!" the sword shouted. "You shouldn't be allowed to stay here, wild seed full of lies. ”

The sword threw out the whip and wrapped it around Dayday's waist, and the force of the pull caused him to fall to the ground.

In this way, the elders were dragged from Zhenlong Mountain to the village, rubbing all the way.

His clothes were worn to tatters, and his body was covered with tiny, dense wounds.

The sword calendar tied the day to the pillar in front of the door of the council chamber, which was the stone pillar of execution, next to the statue of the Sword Ancestor.

During the day, he saw the onlookers whispering, and if they knew what he had done, they would definitely throw some eggs, persimmons, or the like, or maybe stones.

"If the sword can't wake up, I'll burn you here!" the sword swept viciously towards the onlookers. "No one is allowed to help him!"

Bai Tian was sad and funny in his heart, this is the Sword Clan, he is a person with a foreign surname, who among these people will help him.

The sky was cloudy, and night fell.

Daylight was firmly tied to the execution pillar, thinking that he deserved this punishment, and if his father could not wake up, he would rather be buried with him.

Daylight was frightened by his own thoughts.

He didn't want his father to die, he hoped that his father would wake up soon, apologize in person, and ask for forgiveness.

Something shook in front of him, and when he lifted his eyelids, a row of small letters appeared on the translucent system panel.

[This kind of thing can be avoided]

"How can I avoid it?" said Daylight as if he were talking to himself.

【Become the Strongest】

During the day, I felt more and more that there was a real person sitting behind this system, communicating with him in real time, and there were some middle two.

What does the word S2 mean? It feels familiar.

Real-time communication?An unfamiliar word pops up in my mind during the day, WeChat.

Shake off unrealistic fantasies during the day and look at the system panel. "What's the good of being the strongest. ”

【You can get everything you want】

Bai Tian lowered his head: "I don't have anything I want, how long can the so-called ideal be held?"

[If your ideal is what you really want, forever. 】

The day is silent.

The system also stopped talking.

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In the middle of the night, the light of the entire village is extinguished, and everything is silent, and only the statue of the Sword Ancestor accompanies the day.

The blue sword glowed faintly in the darkness.

It was raining in the sky, probably because of a depressed day, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

The day drooped his head, let the rain beat, he still had 2 CV points, he could have copied a hand to untie the rope, but think about it, forget it, this is what he deserves.

The night rain is cold, and the bones hurt, this sentence is not wrong at all.

Fatigue made the day drowsy, and the icy rain pulled him back from the brink of sleep.

When the body is numb little by little, the eyelids slowly sink.

It took a long time to lift each eyelid, and suddenly, there was a person in front of the day, quiet, like a shadow.

It's strange that the cold rain doesn't feel during the day.

Has the rain stopped? But the sound of the raindrops was still there, he thought to himself.

Daylight looks at the figure in front of him.

Standing in front of him was Jian Yusheng, looking at him quietly, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, covering the two of them, and the raindrops behind him were connected into a beaded curtain.

What a handsome face, did you come to see my jokes?

"Jianbo is fine, he has woken up. Jian Yusheng only left a word, tied the oil-paper umbrella to the pillar, and walked back to the torrential rain alone.

Daytime laboriously raised his eyelids, looking at Jian Yusheng who melted into the rain curtain, his back was sad, for some reason, a sympathy surged in his heart.

Exhaled heavily, condensed into white flowers, the night was very cold, but the heart was warm.

Without the cold and biting rain, the day was finally dragged into the abyss of sleep by a heavy sense of fatigue.

The next day, the sky was slightly bright.

When he opened his eyes in the daytime, he saw the punishment elder Jian Li standing in front of him, and he instantly had a bad premonition.

The snakeskin whip in Jian Li's hand hung from the ground, the tip soaked with puddles of water.

"I pronounce the death penalty of your sin with the whip of the serpent. ”

"It's not fair, I want to see my father. "Daylight's throat was choked by something, and he could only make a hoarse sound.

"There is no fairness in the world, you hurt people, you need to pay the price, you almost killed your father, it is even more rebellious, I am in charge of the punishment, and now I will carry out the trial. Like a eulogy, Jian Li was convicted.

"You have no rights, you're not my father! you're abusive lynching, someone, someone's !!," Bai Tian shouted with all his might, but the voice in his throat was hoarse and low.

He had to see his father, and he couldn't just die at the hands of Jian Li.

There was silence in the village, and no one came out.

"I'm in charge of the punishment of the clan!" I am in charge of life and death, !!," Jian Li roared.

Daylight could only watch as the sword swung its long whip and closed his eyes in despair.

He heard the whip breaking through the air and the sound of it being whipped on a person, but he didn't feel the pain.

I opened my eyes nervously and saw my father's resolute face, and his red eyes were full of love.

The sharp whip of the sword was drawn mercilessly on the sword death.

"Stop!" cried Daylight.

"Once the punishment is out, it cannot be taken back!" shouted Jian Li, his face full of madness.

"Stop, stop, my father is hurt. ”

"It's all right, son, like tickling. The sword said gently, and the accumulation of blood marks on his back did not make the swordsmith frown.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, the whip should have hit me. "I wanted to break free like crazy during the day, but even if I was as strong as an ox, I couldn't break free from my father's embrace.

The whip was relentlessly drawn on the sword of the dead.

Bai Tian didn't understand why the punishment elder didn't stop, his father obviously didn't make a mistake, he was the one who made the mistake.

It's as if the two have an unknown deep hatred, which gives Jian Li a chance to take revenge.

The snakeskin whips stained with water all fell on the back of the sword.

The whip didn't know how many times it was drawn, and finally stopped.

The sword snorted, dropped the whip and left.

"Father, why didn't he stop. "I couldn't cry during the day.

"Don't cry, man!" said the sword weakly, his broad back stained with blood.

Daytime pursed his lips and controlled himself not to cry.

He was rescued from the stone pillar by his father, and looked at his scarred father guiltily, tears bursting into tears, "I'm sorry, father, I don't know what's wrong with myself, I can't control that power." ”

The father's palm rested on his head, and there was a warm and heavy feeling, "I forgive you, son." ”

Daylight looked up and saw his father with a complicated and sad expression looking at the execution pillar carved with various ferocious beasts.

Jian Death smiled self-deprecatingly, "The oath has been broken, say nothing and never hurt each other." ”

The sword was pointed in the air, and the stone pillar was divided into two sections, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

Bai Tian was shocked by his father's strength, and he was even more confused, he didn't understand why his father, who had such power, didn't fight back and let the sword whip fiercely.

What is the oath? The oath that his father said would never hurt each other reminded him of the handwriting he saw at the base of the statue of the Sword Ancestor.

The four little saints, forever friends, will never hurt each other.

He began to wonder who the four people who carved the words on the statue of the Sword Ancestor were.

Does that include fathers and penal elders?

This also explains why my father didn't make a move on Jian Li.

Daylight, on the other hand, recalls his pre-runaway state, when he was caught in a choice to suppress the raging power within his body, or let it go free.

At that time, he chose the latter out of anger and sadness, causing bad things.

What if that force had been suppressed at that time? Wouldn't that have happened?

In addition to the guilt of his father, there was a desire within him to control that power.

Daylight wants to find the reason for the loss of control. He wants to be strong, strong enough to control himself, strong enough to never get out of control, strong enough to save himself in the hands of Jian Li.

In addition, a question quietly entrenched in the depths of Bai Day's heart.

I, what is it?

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