The fourth chapter is reminiscent, which is sad

After many emperor-level masters learned that Zilong had created a different dimension, they kept calling Zilong that way, and they also expressed their respect for the strong. However, Zilong didn't care about this, but Hu Li came to ask him at this moment if there was anyone who could control the three essence elements, which made him stunned.Chinese Isn't Hu Yang exactly what Hu Li said he is? Could it be that Hu Yang will be Hu Li's descendant?

Thinking of this, Zilong couldn't help but speak: "Senior, why did you think of asking this?" For a while, Zilong was not sure whether Hu Yang was Hu Li's descendant, or maybe Hu Yang's ancestors had an enmity with Hu Li, so Zilong asked cautiously.

"Well, in fact, in my family, every newborn can sense the three essence elements, and at the same time, they can be controlled by nature, but the three energies are mixed in the body, which can easily cause energy chaos and lead to explosion and death, so there are very few people in our family. However, my grandson was still alive in this world before I arrived in the Forbidden Land, and although I knew that the chances of me having descendants were slim, I still wanted to be sure. Hu Li's face was obviously a little dark, and he said in a somewhat low tone.

"Is that really the case?" Zilong was happy in his heart, it seems that Hu Yang is really Hu Li's descendant, in this way, Hu Yang has relatives, if she knows, she will be very happy.

"Of course, do I have to lie to you?" Hu Li couldn't understand why Zilong would ask him this, and couldn't help but ask rhetorically.

"Senior, you misunderstood, I didn't mean that. I can tell you for sure, you have a descendant in this world, her name is Hu Yang, and she has always been by my side, life is very good, you can rest assured, you will see her in ten days. Zilong said to Hu Li as if he had found his relatives.

"Really, it's really good, since you've always been by your side, then why do you have to wait for me to wait until ten days later?" Hu Li asked with great puzzlement, holding back the joy in his heart.

"Since she is not in the city at the moment, and she will not be here until ten days later, so please wait a few more days. Zilong saw his eagerness and explained to him.

"Old fox, what are you talking to Mr. Zilong?" At this moment, three emperor-level masters walked over, these three people were Ai Zibing, Qin Liugan and Liu Mang, who were waiting in the Fifth Yanfu Territory with Hu Li, and the person who spoke was Ai Zibing, who could speak well.

Zilong knew that none of the three of them had asked him about their family, and he didn't know what he was saying about coming together now, so he had to ask himself about his family alone?

"Zi Bing, I still have descendants on the big 6, haha, it's really exciting, Mr. Zilong said, in ten days, she will come to this sluggish city, and when the time comes, I will let you meet." Hu Li said with an excited smile.

"Really, congratulations, oh yes, Mr. Zilong, the three of us also want to know about the situation of our own family, there were too many people just now, so I came to ask you now. Liu Mang, as his name suggests, is a reckless man, he looked at Hu Li enviously, and then couldn't wait to ask Zilong.

Sure enough, as Zilong expected, the three of them came for this matter. "Can you tell me about the situation of your predecessor family, see if I know. Looking at the three emperor-level masters in front of him, Zilong said tirelessly.

"Well, my family is very scarce, and I don't have any fame in the big 6, before I arrived in the Xiangyun Forbidden Land, there was only one only son left in the family, named Liu Lang, I don't know if Mr. Zilong knows?" Liu Mang said in front of the other two.

"I haven't heard of this name, but I can inquire for you, and I will inform you as soon as there is news. Zilong thought about it, didn't have any impression of this name, and couldn't help but say apologetically.

"It's up to me, I'm the only one who likes to practice martial arts in my Qin family's generations of craftsmen, before I arrived at the Xiangyun Forbidden Land, I had a grandson named Qin Ling, I don't know if Mr. Zilong knows?" Qin Liugan looked at Zilong expectantly, hoping that he could give him a happy answer.

"Qin Ling, I seem to have heard this name somewhere, but my impression is very vague, senior, don't worry, I will definitely help you find your descendants." Although the name Qin Ling sounded a little familiar to Zilong, he couldn't remember where he had heard it for a while, so he kept it in his heart first, and then he would look for Qin Liugan in the future.

Ai Zibing coughed dryly twice, meaning that it was time for him to ask, and the others didn't speak, so he opened his mouth and said: "My family is easier to find, and the generations of medical practitioners of the Zhoule Empire ......"

"The Ai family of the Zhoule Empire, the imperial medical practitioner family?" Before Ai Zibing could finish speaking, Zilong interrupted him in surprise and said.

"Huh, my family is still very famous so far, haha, it seems that my descendants are also very promising. When Ai Zibing heard Zilong's words, he immediately laughed happily and said excitedly.

"Senior, do you know the current head of the family, Ed?" Zilong calmed down the surprise in his heart and continued to ask.

"Ed, I don't know, maybe it's my grandson's, before I arrived in the Xiangyun Forbidden Land, my son was single?" Ai Zibing thought for a while and said.

"No matter what, you are also the ancestor of the Ai family, and ten days later, one of my brides is a member of the Ai family. Zilong didn't expect things to be so coincidental, Ai Zibing turned out to be Ai Xue's ancestor, and he couldn't help but tell Ai Zibing about the wedding.

"What, you, you...... In this way, you are still the son-in-law of my Ai family? Haha, that's great, then we won't be a family in the future. When Ai Zibing heard this, he was immediately very excited, and held Zilong's shoulder and slapped it violently.

"Haha, Zi Bing, then we have to congratulate you, your Ai family has such a good son-in-law, it is really a blessing from your three lives, it is really enviable. Suddenly, the three people on the side congratulated Ai Zibing one after another, and at the same time, their eyes showed undisguised envy.

Then, Zilong accompanied the three of them to talk about some inconsequential things and then left the building, still the same as before, like flowing clouds, with the wind under his feet, and quickly returned to the City Lord's Mansion. At this moment, the fifty people led by Zhan Ye have begun to patrol the streets, guarding the safety of the city, and in the city lord's mansion, only Yang Xia and Zhan Ye are left, and Huo Yingqi doesn't know what to do.

Now as long as Zilong sees Yang Xia, he thinks of the transformation of Tianjimen, although he trusts Yang Xia, but this does not mean that he is not cautious, not to mention, he also wants to know the facts. So, Zilong made an excuse and asked Zhan Ye to inspect the city, leaving only Yang Xia.

Looking at Zilong's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Yang Xia knew that Zilong could have something to ask her, so she couldn't help but speak first: "City Lord, do you have something to say?"

"Indeed, I would like to know about your transformation into a werewolf. Zilong thought about it, this matter would have to be resolved sooner or later, and he couldn't help but say bluntly.

Hearing Zilong ask, Yang Xia's face suddenly changed, and she stood there in a daze, and then slowly lowered her head, and said in a obviously low voice: "City Lord, I'm sorry, I've been hiding from you all along, in fact, I used to be a person from Tianjimen." ”

Zilong sat on the sand on his back, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for Yang Xia's next words, and was not surprised by what she said or other reactions, Yang Xia saw this, and then said: "City Lord, do you already know?"

Raising his head to meet Yang Xia's gaze, Zilong gently bowed, still speechless. Yang Xia asked impatiently: "Then, why do you still talk to me, why didn't you ...... me directly?" Direct ......"

"Because I trust you, and you just said that you 'were' to be from the Heavenly Machine Gate, and I just want to know the facts of the matter. Zilong deliberately emphasized the word 'once' and said to Yang Xia sincerely.

Yang Xia met Zilong's gaze with tears in her eyes, every word of Zilong's words revealed incomparable confidence and firmness, as if a gust of spring breeze caressed Yang Xia's show, making her feel that there is still a person in this world who is worthy of her faith.

Excited, moved, Yang Xia couldn't suppress this feeling at this moment, and she slowly told Zilong her story......

It was fifty years ago, a disaster brought about by hatred caused Yang Xia to lose her originally happy family, her father, mother, and all her relatives were all killed at home, if it weren't for her mother's death to protect her who was still asleep, perhaps, Yang Xia, who was only three years old at that time, would no longer exist in this world.

When the voice faded away, the three-year-old girl crawled out of the pile of dead people full of corpses, there was not a trace of tears left on her face, but, looking at her mother, who was cut by the blood-stained red body with the wind blade, looking at the corpse that seemed to be burned and blackened, biting her lip deadly, and her immature little hand was almost broken due to overexertion.

But what can she do at just three years old?

From that day on, there was a wandering little girl on Xiangyun Big 6, a little girl who was only three years old, but her heart was full of unforgettable hatred, and family changes made her mature prematurely. She knew that she couldn't stay in her hometown, and in that case, the people who killed her whole family would also kill her mercilessly, and she couldn't die, because she hadn't taken revenge yet.

But what can the cruelty of reality make a little girl as young as three years old, wearing shabby clothes, walking unkempt on the street, like a beggar, and receiving contempt and even contempt from others wherever she goes. Wandering, she only wanders, eats and sleeps in the open, drinks river water, and eats grass, no one knows how cruel this is to a three-year-old girl.

However, an unexpected incident made the three-year-old girl collapse and almost put her on the road to suicide.

It was a stormy night, and she was still walking alone on the long deserted street as usual, and the raindrops hit her young body mercilessly like steel needles. The cold wind blew, and she could only hold her arms tightly to keep the last trace of warmth in her body, and a drunkard staggered past her like a ghost.

If that person had walked like this, perhaps, her young and fragile heart would not have suffered such a tragic blow, however, God does not make beauty, and the truth is often cruel. When the drunkard saw the little girl alone, he couldn't help but block her way, not knowing that he was in a bad mood and had a nervous disorder, he raised his palm, and a slap knocked the little girl to the ground, and suddenly, bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

The little girl looked at the drunkard coldly, there were no tears in her eyes, and there was only hatred in her heart...... However, instead of stopping the drunkard's behavior, her hateful gaze made him even more Bengali raise his sinful foot and kick her fiercely, muttering something in his mouth, "Damn, why is Lao Tzu so unlucky, you can meet beggars on the street, people like you should have died a long time ago, how can you still have the face to live in this world." ”

Perhaps, the drunkard's radical words made the little girl a little unbearable, and a force suddenly appeared in her body, as if it could destroy everything, she waved her hand fiercely, and saw that the wind quickly condensed as if it was alive, and then shot at the drunkard who was still unaware.

The result is self-evident, the drunkard fell to the ground with a bang, and there was no breath, and she should have been happy to see the dead drunkard girl, because she had the power to kill, and she could avenge her parents, but when she saw the wound on the drunkard's body, she only felt a 'buzz......' in her head, and the sky began to spin, and the earth began to turn...... The wounds on that man's body were exactly the same as those on her mother's.

The little girl's mind went blank for a moment, and she stared at her bloodstained hands in disbelief, how could this be......? Don't...... Otherwise, how could she have such strength, and how could the wounds on that person's body be the same as those on her mother's body, she couldn't think clearly, the person who cursed and complained every day might be herself.

Although she knew that everything in the family was not something she could do alone, she still took all the responsibility on herself when she was young. The little girl's long-pent-up resentment exploded in her

Roaring angrily with all his might, "No......"

She couldn't accept the fact that her parents died at her own hands, everything she lost was actually her own, wandering around for revenge, she didn't expect that she was the source of hatred in her heart. She began to hate herself, the ability in her body to make her family proud, why God played such tricks on people, and she hated everything in this world......

She sat quietly in the cold rain, staring blankly at the corpse of the drunkard in front of her. Red blood continued to flow out from under the corpse, washed in front of her by the rain, and the thick smell of blood did not seem to dissipate because of the impact of the rain, on the contrary, she felt more and more intense.

After a while, she slowly stood up, turned around calmly, walked in the rain like a walking corpse, and slowly walked to a small river, facing the turbulent river, the little girl closed her eyes and said silently in her heart: "Father, mother, I have come to confess to you." ”

Just as she was about to jump down to end her short life, a cold voice echoed behind her, "It's really unpredictable that such a little ghost would choose to commit suicide." ”

She snapped back her steps forward, and when she looked back, a tall man, carrying a large knife almost the same height as him, stood still in the rain, a terrible scar carved on the left side of his face, and whoever saw him would feel a tremor from the heart surging all over his body.

However, his black eyes seemed to reveal endless sadness and helplessness, just like the look in the beautiful big eyes of the little girl at this moment. I don't know why, the little girl suddenly showed a smile and said in a childish voice: "Big brother's eyes are the same as mine." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, lowered his head to meet the little girl's gaze, and stared at it for a long time. In this way, in the wind and rain, a strange man, looking at a poor little girl for a long time, let the wind and rain blow, without the slightest movement, after a long time, the man frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Will you go with me and give everything you have?"

There is also no reason, the little girl nodded slightly, her eyes never left the man's eyes, the man saw this, his brows furrowed even tighter, and said: "From today on, your ability belongs to me, my name is Yang Yizhi, and you follow my surname." Then, his gaze moved to the edge of the sky, and then said: "I like the sunset, you are called Yang Xia." ”

In this way, Yang Xia has been by Yang Yizhi's side and followed him to a mysterious organization. After arriving there, Yang Yizhi made her drink an unknown liquid, and then put her into a huge container, which was also filled with liquid, and for the next day, Yang Xia spent the next day in that container, but she was unconscious and didn't know anything.

When she opened her eyes, the first thing that caught her eye was Yang Yizhi's rare smile, and what she heard was his muttering to himself: "I, I succeeded......"

Yang Xia also smiled, because, she could feel that the nasty energy in her body was gone......

A few years later, Yang Xia has been able to turn into a werewolf as he wishes, and at the same time, he also knows that Yang Yizhi is a person in the largest organization on this auspicious cloud 6, but he has never told Yang Xia about it, and every once in a while, he will go on a mission, and every time he leaves, he will tell Yang Xia, "If I don't come back, you go wandering by yourself, don't let the people from Tianjimen show you." ”

However, in Yang Xia's expectation, Yang Yizhi can return safely every time, although there will be a few more wounds on his body every time, but Yang Xia has become accustomed to this, never asks anything, just silently applies medicine to him to treat wounds, and just like this, it has lasted for several years.

However, when Yang Xia was fifteen years old, the people from Tianjimen still appeared to her. Yang Yizhi suddenly disappeared after the mission, although Yang Xia still waited every day, but he never appeared again, not even a little news.

Just when Yang Xia was almost desperate, a man with the same cold face found her and told her that if she wanted to get news of Yang Yizhi, she had to join the Tianji Gate, and at the same time, tell them that the place where Yang Yizhi had secretly experimented was the place where Yang Xia had been soaked in the container.

Yang Xia agreed to their request without thinking, joined Tianjimen, and told Tianjimen the secret place, and from then on, Yang Xia began her career in Tianjimen, but in the end, she still knew that it was the people of Tianjimen who forced Yang Yizhi to death, just because, they wanted to know how Yang Yizhi transformed people.

Yang Xia, who was disheartened by the Tianji Gate, could not get rid of the shackles of the Tianji Gate, she tried all kinds of methods, and in the end, she formed the 'Robbery Group', wanting to show her own power, and finally break away from the Tianji Gate and compete with it. However, she underestimated the strength of the Tianji Gate, and the more she knew about the Tianji Gate, the more desperate she felt, with her own strength, she could not compare with the Tianji Gate at all.

However, Zilong's appearance gave her hope, so she will do her best to do things for Zilong, and at the same time, the more she understands Zilong, the more she has expectations for resisting Tianjimen. Originally, she had been looking for an opportunity to tell Zilong this, but she couldn't say it, afraid that Zilong would drive her out of the city after knowing everything.

She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid that she will not see the destruction of Tianjimen in this life, and she is afraid that the only hope in her life will come to naught.

After listening to Yang Xia's story, Zilong was silent, the scene of a three-year-old girl wandering alone on the street and wandering in the rain kept appearing in his mind, she was worthy of pity, no, it was worthy of admiration, perhaps, how much suffering she had, how many grievances she had, how sad she felt in her heart, only she knew it.

People carry too much in their lives, they are really tired, this feeling, Zilong has a deep understanding, he slowly raised his head, his dark blue eyes flashed with a firm light, and said in a flat tone: "One day, I will let you see that the Tianji Gate has been destroyed in the entire universe." ”

Although Zilong's tone was flat, Yang Xia felt Zilong's perseverance and determination, and she also knew that Zilong's character of doing what she said and saying such things to her was equivalent to giving her a promise to complete even if she was poor and fell into Huangquan.

Yang Xia cried, she hadn't shed tears for decades, even in the face of her parents' corpses, she didn't cry, but she cried with a smile, she believed in Zilong's promise, and also believed that she could wait for that day in her lifetime, and she would definitely see Tianjimen disappear into this world little by little.

Looking at Zilong's determined gaze, Yang Xia thought silently in her heart, "Brother Yizhi, have you heard, this man in front of me who can create miracles, he promised me that he would let me see the destruction of Tianjimen with my own eyes, I believe that he will avenge you, I believe, because he is a man who can create miracles......"

The breeze blows, caressing the leaves on both sides of the road, making a 'rustling' sound, as if telling one story after another that makes people feel sad, the clouds in the sky are fluttering lightly, and with the direction of the wind, they slowly drift towards the edge of the sky, leaving only a track that cannot be seen clearly......

Who is whispering,

Telling the story of the past,

That poignant past.

Who is it, on the bank of the river at dusk, looking up at the sky,

Looking at the red glow like a light veil,

Recalled, those lonely and helpless eyes.

The past is like smoke,

But people can never forget.

In that memory that I don't want to recall,

Still, there are traces of the figure standing quietly in the rain,

Softly,

He likes the sunset very much......

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