Chapter 1: White Dust
"Whew-" a rapid breath "I must get out of here alive" said the firm voice from the young man's mouth, the young man's star-like eyes with firm faith kept pouring out, and at the same time, the scars on his body continued to tear apart, and the bright blood spread to the torn clothes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but it couldn't stop the boy's desire to survive, gritted his teeth, and walked slowly to the place of light. At the same time behind him was a lake of blood. Countless corpses floated on the surface of the water, and the blood had dyed the lake the same color, and severed fingers around the lake. The hands and feet that had left the body were scattered on the ground around them. Such a scene can only be described by the Shura Hell.......
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Two years later, on the top of a mountain, an illusory door, and a figure slowly walked out of the door. Tattered clothes, a sloppy outfit, white hair on his head covering his face, barefoot out of the illusory door, fell to the ground with a pop, I don't know how long it took, "Child, child—" The old voice called out to the boy one after another. With a hint of warmth, "Hmm, ah......." opened his heavy eyes, the young man covered his head and sat up slowly, still feeling that his head was still very painful, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that he was in a wooden house, lying on a bed. "Poor child, I just saw you fainting there on the top of the mountain," the young man turned his head to see the old grandmother who thought he was kind, the old woman looked at the young man with a smile, and her kind face made the young man feel very warm, and then walked over the door and thought that the old man was on crutches, "Yo, okay, the child must be hungry, I'll go get some food," and walked out of the door again, "Eh, old man, be careful," the old woman complained dissatisfiedly to the old man,
The boy didn't understand why he was here, "Wasn't I supposed to be there, why did I see me being carried away by a light." The boy muttered to himself. The meal is coming," the old man's voice came into the room from outside the door, dragging a plate with a sumptuous meal in both hands, "Old man, be careful," the old woman grumbled, helping the old man to the table. The meals were all placed on the table, the two old men looked at Qin Hao gently, Qin Hao slowly walked out of bed, just walked to the dining table, as soon as he smelled the fragrance of the food, his stomach drummed, and he grabbed a bun in one hand on the dining table regardless of the image. The old man looked at the boy as if he hadn't eaten for a long time. "Kid, eat slowly." The old grandmother comforted, and after a while, it was all emptied, "Child, how did you get here?" "I don't know, I just know that I'm in a space, and I don't want to talk about things there." The boy replied, and in retrospect, there you didn't fully trust anyone as your enemy, and if you believed in others, you were death.
There was no food there either, and eating human flesh raw had become commonplace. Looking back now, there was a feeling of killing, but it quickly disappeared, and when I looked up, I saw two gentle smiles, and the anger that had just existed on my body disappeared, and there was a very gentle aura from the old man's body, which made the young man feel like he was bathed in gentle sunlight. It's warm, "Child, it's okay, go take a shower, change your clothes, otherwise there will be no girls like it" The boy saw a hand full of warmth and helped himself up. Streams of gentle sword qi continued to wash over his body, and the feeling of real numbness made the young man feel very sleepy, and then he fell into the old man's arms. The old grandmother came over, "This is a poor child, who is still so young and has to go through the road of crying souls." I was also shocked to see him at the Crying Soul Void Gate, "Eh, we all know the hardships of the Crying Soul Road, it is simply the world of Shura. "Eh, forget it, we don't have much left in the world, you and I only have less than two years of life."
"Well, during this time, let's pass on what we have learned all our lives to this child, I have just washed his meridians, and they are very smooth, and his own impurities have actually been washed away in the Weeping Soul Road." "Could this kid's qualifications be the saint-level assessment of the Crying Soul Road?" "This kid isn't simple, isn't it." The old man grabbed the young man's hand, only to see a dragon-shaped mark on his hand glowing faintly, and after grabbing the other hand, there was a phoenix mark, the old man stayed there and did not speak, two marks, the innate bloodline has awakened, in the Crying Soul Road, only after heavy killings in a group of people who have won the emperor-level assessment can have it, the bloodline awakening will choose the strongest bloodline awakening according to the strength of their own bloodline, and it is the biggest promotion, "This kid is still a double emperor rating" There are two bloodlines in the body, and both have been awakened, and both have reached the evaluation of the emperor level...........
In a wooden room, there is a teenager sitting in a bathtub, the surrounding cyclones continue to circle, a trace of coercion continues to increase, around it some looming phantoms, a hovering black dragon, a phoenix full of flames, two phantoms contending with each other, the bathtub was shaken out of cracks, a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of the boy's mouth, dripping into the water, the blood spread The two phantoms that were originally violent stopped, and then disappeared. Only the coercion around is getting stronger. At the same time, there are some fragments floating in the sea of consciousness of the young man,
There was a man who looked very similar to him at about 11 years old, and there were two people standing around him, but they couldn't see their faces clearly, but they could vaguely see that it was a man and a woman, "Child, are you sure you really want to go?" "Father, I will not change what I have decided," the childish voice was full of determination, "but ..... "I saw only a door there, a very familiar door. The door seemed to irritate him, "Don't go in, ahh The feeling of pain spread all over his body, and the person finally went in, "I am Bai Chen" A familiar name appeared in his memory, "Bai Chen, my name is Bai Chen." He muttered to himself, but only remembered his own name. The empty room was alone, Bai Chen washed it, put on the clothes next to him, his long white hair was tied up, and he was dressed in white, and the sloppy appearance on his face was washed and handsome, and the water chestnut was distinct. It's as quiet as walking out of the snow.
"From now on, I want to be stronger, find my background, and my parents. What I said will not change. ”
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