Chapter 489: Scarlet History

Bang!

Huge blood-colored tentacles slammed against the wall.

There was a shake in the hearts of the people.

In the distance, a massive domed jade tower fell, making a piercing sound in a loud roar, and dust spread into the air with flesh and blood.

And the blood-colored behemoth seemed to be a little thicker.

From the outer edge of the Tianxin Tower, a huge blood-colored vine snaked up the spiral staircase on both sides, until a huge blood tree condensed on it.

The outer shell of the tree was basically made of blood-colored organs and white bones, and it was covered with tiny eyes that kept blinking, like a newborn baby who was curious about the whole world.

In fact, every blood beast, when it is born, is indeed a life that has not been deeply involved in the world.

It needs nourishment, and there is no good or evil in the heart, perhaps, compared to people, this kind of thing seems evil and cruel, but it is much simpler.

When the Bloodforge Sword Master named Jia Junbo saw it, his eyes were filled with ecstasy as the creator.

Just like the descendants of the current bloodline.

Jia Bojun's eyes were also full of weird fanaticism.

Indeed, if you only look at his expression and behavior, it is undoubtedly the act of a madman.

Su Qingling stood aside, looking at his performance just now, only to feel goosebumps all over his body.

However, I don't know why......

When the other party said that she wanted revenge and let the blood beast destroy the entire Xuanyun City, there was a faint sense of happiness and excitement in her heart.

It was then that her whole body suddenly trembled.

I was taken aback by what I had just thought.

She remembered what the Blood Moon Envoy had said to her earlier, her brow furrowed slightly, and her face turned pale.

Could it be that —

Am I really cold-blooded?

"No! I don't allow that to happen! Ye Wuwu's eyes were sharp, and he grabbed Jia Bojun's shirt and lifted him up.

"It's not too late, hurry up and call it back!"

"No!" Jia Bojun opened his hand, "It's late, it's already late more than thirty years ago!" ”

“……”

Ye Wuwu looked at him in silence, and a hint of softness appeared in his eyes.

"More than thirty years ago?"

"We, Ha, the Blood Forger, were once the glory of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, how much effort and effort did this family put in to make the Heavenly Sword Kingdom grow stronger step by step? To my grandfather's generation, I don't know how many people died in the casting of new swords in order to try the sword. In the end, only one person remained. More than a hundred years ago, the Bloodforge Sword Forger, grandfather, created this sword, so that the Heavenly Sword Kingdom won the war against the Book Sword Kingdom, and even he died in that battle. ”

Speaking of this, Jia Bojun's eyes showed a huge look of mockery, "The royal family of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom is like a blood-sucking demon, we did not gain respect and glory for this, but they blamed the Jia family for the evil consequences of that battle, the death of more than 100,000 people in the two countries of Heavenly Books, and anyone who mastered the secret of the blood sword will be executed, my uncle and uncle...... Together with her aunt, who was less than two years old, she became a victim.

Only my father, with the help of others, barely escaped.

However, from then on, we had to live incognito, living a life of being hunted down and killed by the Xuanmu Division, and being hunted and killed by the secret department, the dark department, and the heavenly machine department of other countries...... Since I was born, I have not had a day of peace.

Like a hunted beast, you must always be vigilant, you can't talk to people casually, you don't have friends, and you can't even guarantee a normal life.

He shuddered as he remembered the past.

Ye Wuwu looked at him sadly, remembering that when he first saw him, the child was like a wounded and vigilant wild cat, that kind of eyes, full of fear and suspicion for humans and the outside world.

A boy of six or seven years old who couldn't even speak clearly.

Because he has been hiding underground all year round, he can't see the sun, and his skin is abnormally pale.

Compared to him, those shrimp people and ant people who live at the bottom ...... Even if life is difficult, it can already be considered happy.

……

It's cruel to say, he was born out of hatred.

The man had never met his father.

Because later, he still couldn't escape the pursuit of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom.

His father, in order to continue his bloodline and one day take revenge, forged a terrible sword before he died, so that his mother, who had just conceived Jia Bojun, fell into suspended animation.

It's like hibernation, it has no vital features, but it can wake up after twenty years.

She evaded those people and then gave birth to Jia Bojun twenty years later.

He was trained to be a swordsmith from an early age, and when the time was right, he was told all about his past.

"Even later, they didn't let us go...... To this day, I often dream of people dressed in white. ”

The Xuanmu Division of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom listed the Blood Sword as a top secret, and when he found that the Jia family still had a lineage, he still found them unrelentingly.

A disgraceful page in history, and according to them, in order to prevent the recurrence of that tragic scene in the future, it is necessary to cut off the blood sword.

When Nightmare arrived, his mother had already been killed.

The child hid in a corner and shivered, and saw everything with his own eyes.

Even when he had killed all the people who had come and carried the young man out of the corner, he struggled to bite him on the shoulder.

To this day, every time I think about it, my right shoulder and heart still ache faintly.

Once upon a time, he reflected countless times -

Perhaps, saving him at that time was a kind of fault.

This child has been burdened with hatred since birth and has been suppressed for too long......

He stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and pulled Jia Bojun into his arms.

"Are we trying to change this situation so that similar things don't happen again in the future?"

By now, Jia Bojun was hugged tightly by him, his body fluctuated violently, and he was already in tears.

Even if you are almost 40 years old, you still cry like a child.

Together with Su Qingling, who was standing beside him, he was also touched in the depths of his heart.

"By now, it's useless, I'm going to pull the entire Xuanyun City to accompany the funeral."

Jia Bojun's eyes changed suddenly.

Just under the nose of Ye Wuwu, a red light suddenly surged in his chest and abdomen.

The Blood Moon pushed him away and jumped out of the air,

Below is a huge sea of blood.

"No!" A great shock appeared on the face of the night carefree.

He reached out and grabbed his hand with lightning speed.

But......

Jia Junbo drew his short sword and severed the hand.

The body fell one more point.

"No way!"

Night Carefree went down again, grabbing the remaining half of his arm.

Jia Bojun smiled slightly, and the short sword was cut off shoulder to shoulder.

The palm of his hand fell, stirring up the blood of the giant beast.

The massive flesh tentacles snapped up, curling his body up.

Then suddenly a rain of blood burst out from the chest and abdomen.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for helping me achieve ......"

The corners of his mouth curled upward, revealing a smile of relief.

Then it was violently pulled by the tentacles below and merged into the body of the blood beast......

"Ahh Night Carefree shouted like a frenzy.