At night, Shangling City has faded away from the solemnity and nobility of the day, and it has added a bit of ordinary romance under the warm lights. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Different from the winding paths and steep and rugged mountain roads of the Seven Brakes City of the Red Dome Kingdom, the road of Xizhao Shangling City is wide and smooth, just like the image that the people of Xizhao have always shown - upright and open-minded. Wei Chixin walked on the stone road leading to his private house in the west of the city, the road surface that had just rained was a little slippery, reflecting a slight moonlight, and the dense air was mixed with the unique smell of earth after the rain, and three or two carriages passed by, making the scene around him more chic and vivid.

But Wei Chixin didn't care about these scenes, for him, it was the same everywhere.

Suddenly he stopped, "Xuan Yue, come out" He didn't look back, and he didn't make any movements, if it wasn't for Xuan Yue walking out in the next second, Wei Chixin really seemed to be talking to himself.

"You've found out!" Xuan Yue walked up to Wei Chixin and laughed mischievously.

"Why did you come out so late?"

"Well, I saw that your hair crown was old, so I made a new one for you." Xuan Yue took out a golden metal hair crown with a red gem embedded in it, and looked up at him expectantly.

"No need, I'm fine with this now, thank you." Wei Chixin refused her without the slightest hesitation.

"You hate me so much? Can't even look at this crown of hair? ”

Wei Chixin didn't respond to her, but continued: "It's not early, I'll send you back, Xuan Shao will be worried." ”

"Nope! I'm going to follow you! ”

Seeing Xuan Yue's resolute face, Wei Chixin did not speak again, but continued to walk forward. Xuan Yue also continued to follow him from a distance that was neither long nor short.

After turning a few streets, Wei Chixin stopped at a street corner where strings of vermilion lanterns were hung high.

The noisy and chaotic flow of people, the ambiguous and cheap smell of rouge gouache, and the women wearing red and green in front of the door, Xuan Yue knew what kind of place this was, and looked at Yu Chixin with a stunned face.

"Those princes and nobles are the places you should go, not here." There was a hint of mockery in Wei Chixin's tone.

"You... Have you never had me in your heart? Then why did you go to the Red Dome Kingdom to save me?! Xuan Yue asked with a blushing face.

"Do you want to hear the truth? I went to save you just to keep Xizhao's interests from being harmed, in other words, I will rescue anyone who goes on that mission, I am for Xizhao, not you. ”

Seeing Xuan Yue's slightly trembling shoulders and tears that were almost bursting out of her eyes, Yu Chixin approached her, lowered her body, pinched her chin, and slowly leaned towards Xuan Yue's face, Xuan Yue closed her eyes in panic.

Wei Chixin paused when he was about to touch Xuan Yueying's pink lips, "I'm not interested in little girls, especially the daughter of a noble family like you. But if you go and learn from those women in the dust, maybe I'll look at you a little more. After that, Wei Chixin also pointed to the women in the streets and alleys who were wearing heavy makeup.

Hearing these words, sadness, humiliation, and loss all hit Xuan Yue's heart, and she raised her hand, "Wei Chi believes you bastard!" ”

Wei Chixin was already ready to receive that slap, but unexpectedly, Xuan Yue's raised hand was withdrawn again.

"Smack!" The golden hair crown in Xuan Yue's other hand was slammed to the ground by her, and the red gem also fell off.

Xuan Yue turned around and ran, sobbing.

After watching Xuan Yue's back slowly run away, Yu Chixin squatted down and picked up the golden hair crown and the fallen ruby, rubbed it gently, and sighed slightly.

"I'm sorry, Xuan Yue, people like me really don't deserve your love."

Almost every night, Wei Chixin would wake up from the same nightmare. Scarlet blood filled the dream, and there were countless corpses in sight, Wei Chixin stood in the middle of those corpses, unable to move, and then there was heavy rain, endless heavy rain, everything in the dream was very quiet, quiet to a little weird, only one voice sounded repeatedly: "Why am I still alive?" ”

When Wei Chixin was sixteen years old, the catastrophe of his life destroyed everything in him.

That war can no longer be described as tragic, the casualties on both sides are countless, and the last remaining people are relying on their will to attack each other with body collisions, Wei Chixin saw his brothers fall one by one, and he only had one breath left, facing the last two enemies who stabbed him with a sword, Wei Chixin was ready to resist desperately, although he could no longer hold the halberd.

"That's it, let's end it." Then Wei Chixin felt a sharp pain, but not the pain of being pierced through his body, but he was sent out by his general's spear.

A second before he was completely unconscious, he saw the general shouting something to him, and then he died with the two enemies, and then Wei Chixin also fell.

After I don't know how long, a heavy rain poured down, and Wei Chixin gradually regained consciousness and consciousness, and it turned out that he was not dead.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, his brain was blank, as if he had been stimulated, he didn't remember who these were, he forgot who they were working for, and he forgot who they were beaten like this, and all he had in his head was the voice that had been echoing repeatedly since he woke up: "Why am I still alive?" Why am I the only one alive? Everyone died, but I was cruelly allowed to live in this world. ”

When he was able to stand, he left the place and began his wanderings like the walking dead.

At that time, people in many places had seen a man with filthy stench and disheveled hair wandering around, muttering, "Why am I the only one alive?" "Everyone thought he was crazy, they drove him away when they saw him, and some people even punched and kicked him, and splashed dirty water and garbage.

In the past, the Red Dome Kingdom would hold spectacular bloody gladiatorial battles every month to entertain the Red Dome nobles. It was a brutal and twisted gladiatorial match: when a fighter wins the match, he doubles the number of opponents he has to face at the same time, whether they are prisoners of war or untamed beasts. This means that every contestant will eventually die, but with the so-called supreme glory. Once a man enters the gladiatorial arena, he can only fight to the end until he dies, he cannot leave here, and there have been fighters who wanted to quit because the game was too cruel and bloody, and in the process of fleeing, they were caught and sentenced to death by the red dome.

One day, Wei Chixin stood in front of the door of the gladiatorial arena, and he decided to finish himself here.

Red Dome, of course, would not refuse anyone who would bring fun to the nobles, and soon arranged for him to be included in the roster of the competition.

After the start of the game, Wei Chixin constantly refreshed the number of opponents he faced, from five, ten, to fifty......

On this day, when the bloodied Wei Chixin killed the last opponent with his last breath, he broke the record again, killing a hundred prisoners of war. However, he will face 200 opponents in his next match, which is nearly six times the previous record, and obviously it will be his final match.

News of Wei Chixin's upcoming battle against 200 opponents in a gladiatorial match quickly spread throughout the country, with some predicting whether he would defeat the enemy and survive, while others scoffed at the cruel event. When Emperor Jiayang Ye, who loved his life like his life, heard the news, he immediately secretly set off to the gladiatorial arena in the Red Dome.

The night before Wei Chixin was about to fight, he was still empty-eyed, expressionless, lying on the cold and damp ground. The warriors who came to the tournament were treated no differently than the prisoners of war, for the Red Dome they were just tools used to satisfy the perverted pleasures of the nobles, eating spoiled food every day and living in damp and moldy dilapidated houses.

At this moment, the dilapidated wooden door of Wei Chixin's house was opened, and a man wearing a cloak and a hood walked in.

"You are Wei Chixin."

Wei Chixin ignored him, but continued to look at the leaky roof.

"I can give you a chance to stay alive and get you out of here." The comer unbuttoned his cloak and hood and said to Wei Chixin.

"Escape? Faced with a person who is bent on dying and wants to end himself here, don't you think it's ridiculous that you actually said to take him away? Wei Chixin sneered and turned his head to look at the person who said that he wanted to give himself a chance to live.

However, when he saw the golden sun symbol on the chest of the person in front of him, Wei Chixin's head suddenly felt a sharp pain, and many incomplete fragments of that battle flashed in his mind.

Wei Chixin pressed his head that felt like it was about to explode, and asked with difficulty, "Who are you?" ”