She watched her husband go on the expedition with a gentle smile, just because she wanted to let his expedition go on the expedition with peace of mind.

But she couldn't stop worrying in her heart, in the past hundreds of thousands of years, there had been as many killings between the Heavenly Palace and the Jinling Demon Clan as stars in the sky, and the blood of both sides had already converged into a vast ocean, and she couldn't tell whose blood it was.

For example, although the palace has the advantage today, the fierce and mysterious family will never be restrained, and the most likely outcome is that the fish will die and the net will be broken, and the jade will be burned.

Now, my husband has been gone for nearly half a year, and there is still no news.

Her heart was sinking every day, and her worries were like a sharp blade, cutting her bloody heart.

Finally, in the early morning of five months and eight days after his father left, he and his mother sat on the Sigui Cliff as before, and the gentle breeze blew in the sky, and he inexplicably brought some joy to his heart.

From time to time, he stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff to look at the clouds flowing in the distance.

A faint purple light swept across the distant sky, and he cheered, and his father finally returned safely.

He turned back to greet his mother, who was caressing her forehead and contemplating, and ran straight into the clouds to meet his father who had returned triumphantly.

But he was immediately shocked to find that only three of the more than 6,000 warriors who had gone out with his father had returned!

Tired faces, they stumbled through the clouds and mist, clad in broken robes stained with blood.

The father dragged his hand and hobbled over to his mother.

With a warm smile on his face, his father stretched out his hand: "I'm back, I'm back alive." ”

The mother took a step forward, a low whimper in her throat, and slipped into the crook of her father's strong arm.

She passed away peacefully in her husband's arms that night, and the days of waiting and suffering had exhausted all her mental strength, and she finally waited for his safe return, but she had no energy to spend the rest of her years with him, and in the sea of tears pouring down from her father, her mother's quiet smile turned into a bright haze and was lost in the quiet night sky

My father's black hair turned white that night, and he sat on the edge of the bed like a rock, without tears or expression.

Since the death of his mother, his father has grown old rapidly, in fact, his heart has followed his wife, but his son is still young, and he can't bear to leave him.

His father's eyes as deep as the sea were stained with deep remorse, and he no longer decorated his handsome face, allowing the years to carve a knife-like mark on it.

For the rest of his life, there was no joy.

When he was twelve years old, his father, who was physically and mentally exhausted, finally reached the end of running out of oil and lamps.

Before the incarnation, his father held his hand and said to him bitterly: "Forgive me for my decision that day, if I hadn't launched that lose-lose battle, your mother would not have left us so early, but I have found that the best way to solve the problem is complete destruction!" Son, I've done this nine times out of ten, and you must complete the rest! ”

At the age of twelve, he was already a sensible teenager, he had received special training from the royal family for five years, and his behavior began to tend to be steady. He responded to his father's instructions with resolute eyes.

My father closed his eyes and meditated for a long time, and said in a low voice: "This battle, it's okay to say that you have won, but I haven't found the sword yet." You remember, as long as the power sword of the Jinling family is destroyed, the Jinling family will never be able to compete with the Heavenly Palace, and the killing and bloodshed will not be able to continue, this sword has been lost for many generations, and even the Jinling Emperor does not know its whereabouts, you must find a way to find it and destroy it completely, because it is the only sword in the universe that can pierce our chests. ”

In the past battles, the mysterious and enchanting eldest princess of the Jinling family, with this magic sword that has no return, brought the nine emperors into the abyss of no return, and the existence of this sword is a terrifying phantom that surrounds the hearts of everyone in the Heavenly Palace.

"Emperor Jinling is dead, but I don't know if he has any descendants left! It was so chaotic that I couldn't be sure. You must be careful in the future! In order to never suffer in the future, he must not be soft-hearted when he shoots in the future, do you know the way? Because, they will not be soft on you either, in order to put an end to this hatred permanently, for the peace and tranquility of the entire heavenly domain, if he has the opportunity to face the descendants of the Jinling family, especially women, he must remember that he must not be soft-hearted and kill her immediately. ”

He knelt in front of his father, who described the withered tree, and said to his father with tears in his eyes: "Xi'er remembers, Xi'er will definitely end this grievance forever, father, don't worry." ”

The Emperor of Heaven silently looked at the desolation in front of him, the two old men behind him also had a solemn face, the breeze blew through the mottled wrinkles on their faces, their old eyes were full of grief and vicissitudes, and in the thrilling bloody battle twenty years ago, thousands of elites of the Heavenly Palace were killed here.

They and the old emperor, after nine deaths and a lifetime of struggle to crawl out of the sea of blood, it is gratifying that after this battle, the entire Jinling family finally fell apart and razed to the ground, the fierce Jinling Emperor threw the twelve golden bells on his wrist, and died, but the blow of the trapped lion also melted the spirit of seventeen bronze fighters and more than three thousand heavenly palace guards.

But they have always believed that this battle is necessary, even if they pay such a tragic and heavy price for it, they have never regretted it, with a tragic killing forever after the continuous killing, in a short period of time, it seems to be cruel and ruthless, but falling into the long river of time, this is just a few wisps of smoke, dispersed without a trace.

But over the years, they have refused to recall the tragedy and cruelty of the war in the past, and they have already looked down on life and death in the eyes of his three elders.

The three bronze fighters left behind, the most of them became the three elders of the Heavenly Palace, after the old emperor left, they took on the heavy responsibility of caring for the orphans, and did their best to raise the little emperor until he could take charge of himself and soar in the vast void.

The three of them circled back and forth on the empty ruins twice, their steady footsteps echoing in the dead wilderness, and the Emperor of Heaven looked into the distance, his sword eyebrows frowned, this desolate scene was not what he wanted.

What he wants is a peaceful and prosperous Heavenly Domain, and now the entire Heavenly Domain, except for this area, is running on a stable track, but here, it is full of yellow sand, wind and weirdness.

It is his duty to re-cover the land with greenery and to spread the breath of life on it reasonably.

But now he hasn't been able to do it. If you don't get rid of the resentments that have accumulated over the years, this land will be silent forever, and slowly evolve into a real ghost with time.

The guardian and the protector glanced up at the sky, and the guardian took a step forward and asked, "Emperor, we have inspected several times, and there is no anomaly here, it seems that it is a false alarm, why don't you go back to the palace!" ”