[Please keep in mind the domain name of this site" ", or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] "Your Majesty, Dao Biao Fan has flown to the predetermined distance of the law six" Returning to the Imperial Palace, Anjou, dressed in a white robe, came up and reported.

Chongyang nodded, his face showed a trace of excitement that could not be concealed, and he finally returned to his hometown, the place where this life began. It is also the destination of the soul.

When I was still in the imperial capital, I imagined many times what I would be like when I finally returned to Burning Sun City. looks, but I can't imagine the current situation.

The memory of the last time I stayed in the city, the scene of being with my parents and family welled up from the depths of my heart: the warm fire, the laughter at the dining table, the father who lit his pipe and smoked silently after the meal. From time to time, the sweater looks at the mother of her husband and children with kind and loving eyes, the brother who argues because of the win or loss on the chessboard, and the little sister who looks curiously at the snowflakes outside the window"

The cold wind and snow are separated by thick walls, and the time spent together as a family in the dark and cold night, the warmth of the body and mind, is a treasure that cannot be replaced by anything in the world.

"Your Majesty?. Seeing that Chongyang's expression was a little wrong, the silver-haired saint asked worriedly.

Chongyang came back to his senses, smiled at her, and then reached out to tease the civet Xiaojin she was holding in his arms, who snorted lazily and comfortably.

"Prepare to open the door, let me pass. ”

The world was in the midst of a blizzard, and the gloomy sky was dim, as thick as a crescent moon night with only the bone-chilling coldness and the endless harsh whistling in the darkness of a crescent moon.

A white flash suddenly cracked in the sky, and the black-clothed figure that emerged from it immediately unfolded its enchantment, isolating the wind and snow that had enveloped the entire place with a fluttering flame butterfly emitting blue-white flames.

In such bad weather, it is difficult to see the surrounding environment clearly, and Chongyang's mutated right eye once again comes into play. He descended from the sky. Search the location of the city on a large scale.

"It should be attached,"

Chongyang is like a firefly that only flies and explores in the dark, lonely and insignificant looking for the direction of home, and finally his expression behind the mask reveals a hint of joy, and then this glimmer of joy instantly condenses on his face.

The isolated wind and snow seem to have invaded the barrier. It permeates the body and covers the mind.

Whoosh" was extremely abrupt, Chongyang violently erupted into earth-shattering flames, rockets generally rushed in the direction of the city, and the farsighted all-seeing perspective ability of the mutated right eye was turned on to the maximum.

All you can see are collapsed houses, desolate and frozen corpses of men, women, and children, and what should have been a warm city has been reduced to cold ruins that are gradually buried in the wind and snow.

"Ahh

A roar full of anger and desolation sounded wildly in the storm.

Chongyang scurried around like a headless fly above his only desolate hometown, screaming with grief and anger in search of the last glimmer of hope he could pin. However, in the eyes of the income, there is only destruction and death, death.

The vast majority of people were killed alive in their homes.

The wind and snow concealed the traces of the murderer, but it can be seen that the number of perpetrators must have been so large that more than eighty percent of the houses in the entire city were destroyed, and all the inhabitants were slaughtered, both men and women were brutally dismembered, and there were even signs of being torn by teeth, especially young children."

"Is anyone alive?" and "Is anyone still alive?" answer me, "Please answer me, ahhhhhh

Throughout. Chongyang, which had flown seven or eight times at an extremely fast speed, slowly and desperately landed on the roof of the remnants of a charred and collapsed building, screaming hoarsely and sadly.

There are no survivors. Including the lord's mansion, there was not a single living person, and there were not even a few corpses that could be said to be complete.

Tears that can't be stopped.

Chongyang seemed to lose his strength, his back was facing the sky, and his body fell backwards, slamming heavily on the ground on the first floor of the ruins of this building.

Beside him, there was a square-faced man's angry face, his upper body was cut off with a knife, he kept staring at the enemy and died, and now his face was covered with a layer of frost.

And not far from the lower half of the man's body. It was the head of a woman, her face covered by messy strands of hair.

In front of her headless body, there was a pool of scarlet flesh that had been hidden by the wind and snow, and what remained of it was a child's arm, maintaining a helpless posture of opening its palms forward.

Chongyang slowly got up, stretched out a trembling hand, and slowly held it on the child's remaining palm, crying silently.

If I could come back earlier, "If I didn't think about things that simple"

Endless grief and indignation, deep remorse.

So Ping-pong, no.

In the cold ruins of nothing, sorrowful and painful cries rippled through the world.

Hey, Ragsins, did you hear any strange sounds?

In a blizzard, in the middle of a huge army camp. In the camp tent of the main general, which was built with furry animal skins, the red-haired young man who was lazily lying on a couch suddenly opened his eyes and asked the adjutant who was inspecting the topographic map beside him.

The red-haired young man's smoothly groomed hair protruded a spiral sharp corner, his red eyes faintly revealed his bloodthirsty bestiality, and the fangs in his mouth were as sharp as the snow-white steel knife in his hand when he spoke.

Because he was in the middle, he was only wearing a thin leather coat, and his long-haired chest was still exposed in the cold environment. A pair of heavy armor made of stainless steel was neatly placed next to the couch, with blood-red ornamentation that was not used for decoration, and a rough estimate of the weight of no less than a hundred kilograms, enough to make even the strongest samurai in the human race formidable.

Strange sounds? No, Lord Gallofia."

The green-haired, cyan cloth coat instead of leather, also has prominent sharp corners, but the lines on them are straight horizontal lines. The handsome face was slightly indifferent, and a pair of pale red eyes took the gaze off the topographic map and looked at the idle chief.

Am I dreaming? The orc admiral known as Gallophia frowned, then stretched and yawned, picking at his teeth in an unsightly manner, and spitting out a bit of minced flesh.

What are you doing looking at the map for so long?In the next human city you want to attack?, he asked casually.

Adjutant Ragsins did not answer the question. After a long silence, he suddenly said: "My subordinates don't think that we should continue to pursue the fleeing human team."

Huh?,

It has been fifteen days since our troops left the camp without authorization, and General Perksmon's patience must be reaching its limit, and it would be unwise to continue to spend tens of thousands of our troops pursuing a fugitive force of only a few dozen men, even if it is to avenge Colonel Marcosis. It should be enough to destroy the opponent's city."

Major General Gallofia scratched his scalp in the face of the adjutant's serious remarks.

You're right, but Uncle Ben still used tens of thousands of troops to wipe out that human team. Because there is exactly the first offender in that team who needs to be killed, "The traitorous witch, the blood of Tiska." The guy who killed Marcosis is called Scorching Sun. Bright: "The name of the human being is trouble

Ragsins stared at the red-haired Major General fixedly.

If we don't kill those people, our army's operation will be meaningless, and slaughtering a small human city is just a reluctance," the red-haired major general said lightly.

Since there was no need to slaughter the city, why was it still distracted? As a result, the main target took the opportunity to flee and waste the time of our army."

Again, isn't it revenge for Marcosis? If you don't slaughter the city, it's still revenge?, Gallofia shrugged.

Ragsins was silent for a while, and sighed helplessly.

Adults are just fooling around, and they shouldn't have sent Marcosis to kill the "traitorous shrine maiden" in the first place. 's bloodline, the Emperor Joka of the Immortal Bird Clan left them, but the adults did this kind of thing, what good could it do except anger the Immortal Bird Clan?

Gallofia smiled lazily, a deep glint in her slightly narrowed eyes.

"The fact that a traitorous shrine maiden can be recalled proves that she still has great value, not to mention that she also has a half-blood daughter with even greater potential. Soon the role of the two of them was manifested. But what happens when he suddenly learns that his family that remained on the human side has been slaughtered?

The howling of the wind and snow outside the tent suddenly became sharp, as if piercing Ragsins's heart.

The orc adjutant Huo Ran turned around, only to see that the red-haired major general had already closed his eyes, still looking lazy, as if the conspiracy of the insidious calculation of the immortal bird tribe was not what he thought of at all.

Gallofia of the Red Dragon Clan, as the son of the patriarch, has mediocre talent and a gentlemanly style, and has always been considered to be able to hold important positions in the army by virtue of his father's favor, and it is even more shit luck to lead him out to the human country.

However, Ragsins, who is extremely talented and is known as the civilian star of the Red Dragon Clan, after being appointed as the opponent's lieutenant, slowly witnesses the other side of this other person's eyes.

As the overlord of the sky, the feud between the Immortal Bird Clan and the Ground Overlord Dragon Clan has long been an open secret in the empire, and in this all-out war that will determine the fate of the race, the open and secret battles between the two sides will definitely reach a white heat. The hidden plot behind Gallophia's seemingly cunning move is to plant a dangerous bomb within the undead Wu clan.

But despite this intention, the loss was still too great, and I didn't expect that, "Burning Sun." Brett. was able to kill Colonel Marcosis and defeat the elite troops led by the colonel, forcing the adults to take action in person, and successfully escaped under the authority of the adults' army" Ragsins faced the map. I thought to myself.

As soon as the blizzard stops, you have to continue the pursuit, and be sure to kill the bloodline of the "traitorous shrine maiden" as quickly as possible, or capture it!

"Your Majesty, if it's tracking, Miss Aya's awakening ability can just come in handy. ”

In the Human Palace, An Ru looked worried, and said to Chongyang, who was sitting on the throne.

Grief-stricken, but no family member's body was found, so Chongyang, who still retained a little hope, slowly cheered up, and the monstrous flames flashed in his eyes when he reopened.

"Aya" is going to trouble her. Find out where my family is first, and then find out where the orc army is slaughtering, and I'm going to kill them all, no matter how many they are. ”

In the calm words, there is an unprecedented fury of destruction!

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