The moonlight was cool, as soft as water, rippling in the entire forest of giant trees, spreading all over every corner of the forest. The starry night went from being cloudless to black clouds covering the moon and blocking the stars, and it only took a moment.

In a dilapidated courtyard, several children are waving their fists at a two-year-old baby. They are all descendants of the Motu family, and they are born with strength that is not inferior to that of the Yuan Infant Monk.

It stands to reason that their attack, with just one blow, could easily kill the baby. But all the offensive was blocked by a little girl.

The girl was the baby's older sister, and she threw herself on the baby's body with a desperate speed, holding him in her arms and suffering in silence. Every time he had endured everything alone, he remembered that the girl would huddle alone in the corner in the twilight sun, wiping the medicine of the servant's alms with her scarred little hands.

At that time, he was not big and ignorant, but he had the deepest memory of this period. At first, the girl would cry, but she still pounced on it without hesitation, and later, at most, she was red in the eyes, and shrunk into the corner with her brother.

They have no parents, the older sister has not yet grown up, and the younger brother has not yet awakened to the bloodline. All the people around them coveted everything they were supposed to inherit, and they didn't even live as well as the cloud-swallowing dogs raised by their uncle next door.

When he was a baby, Mo Qing had been by her side. Women are soft by nature, and mothers are strong, this sentence is not too much for her, although she is a sister.

Then she was gone, and he really lost all color in his eyes. Live, revenge, live, revenge, that's all he has to say.

At the beginning of man, who did not yearn for light and sunshine. It's a pity that their sister and brother were born in the wrong place and in the wrong era.

"Brother, when I think of my sister in the future, let's look at the dandelions blooming in the flower field. ”

"The wind of the heavenly dome is coming, blowing the last gray-white dandelion in the flower field, please let it touch your cheek, and do not doubt that it is my sister who has come back to see you. ”

That was what Mo Qing said to Mo Cheng when they met for the last time.

He always remembered, never forgot. My sister likes dandelion the most, because the way it looks when it flies, like a special boat, can carry her incomparably slim hope, carried by the wind, and fly to the unknown and the future.

Therefore, in the later ink soil, there was not a trace of human population, and there was not even any living being. The road was long, and all the creatures on the journey saw were large dandelions that drifted over the black earth when the wind rose.

"I'm not a strong person, but I'm going to climb hard, climb up, until every drop of blood drains my body and shatters every inch of bones that remains. ”

"Like centipedes crawling under the stones in a gloomy corner, they are humble to the gods, but in that corner, they are ugly and powerful. ”

It was the belief that had sustained him for 100,000 years, the only truth he had come to survive in the dark corners, in the darkness of loneliness and helplessness.

In the silence of the cave, the white night was still lying on the stones, but the shocking wounds on his body no longer looked so horrible now.

A faint green light lit up from his body, becoming more dazzling and dazzling. The black aura swirled, and finally formed a strange shape, and on his back, twelve brightly colored scarlet rays lit up.

It was his twelve bones, and it was undergoing some kind of metamorphosis at the moment. The black and white blood went from slowly flowing to gradually boiling, and it took less than ten breaths.

This is a war without gunpowder. Bai Ye's consciousness had sunk into memories of the past, but the curse mark in his body and Fan Li's demon blood had begun to fight against each other completely.

From the blood vessels and meridians, to the skeletal nerves, the curse mark is eroded, and the demon blood recovers, like an iron-blooded army in the body of the white night, frantically attacking and defending.

As time goes on, the tide of the war is changing subtly. Twelve bones that emitted scarlet rays were slowly refining the black qi that swirled around Bai Ye's body.

This speed is extremely slow, and it will take almost dozens or even hundreds of breaths to completely solve the problem. Black and white, red, and even a little bit of ice-blue runes flowed through his body with the boiling demon blood.

Blue freezes, black and white confronts suppression, and red refines and absorbs. When the first rays of sunlight reflected on the rock wall of the cave in the morning, Ye Qingyan was also woken up by the dew dripping from the ancient vines on the roof of the cave.

She woke up slowly, opened her worried eyes, and immediately turned her head to check the situation of the white-haired boy on the stone behind her. But when she saw the white night in her current state, she closed her eyes with a headache.

It's only been a night's work, why is it so black............ Fortunately, he didn't look as bad as he had escaped yesterday, and his injuries were more than half healed.

When she stood up, she stretched wide. After the exhaustion of her body was gone, she sat cross-legged on the ground again, and a ten-tailed green fox appeared above her head, which was her Yuan Baby.

The crisp and melodious ringing of the bell rang again, giving people a dreamlike feeling. This time, she wanted to heal not only the white night still lying on the stones, but also herself.

Although it had been less than two hours since her previous treatment, her injuries did not allow her to wait any longer.

The healing method she performed was called Red Silk. It is an ability inherited deep in the spiritual veins of the family, and in her family history, there are only two people who have mastered this ability, one is the first generation of Ye Huang who created the Southern Tianhai Liuyun Dynasty, and the other is her grandfather.

She is the third person to inherit the red silk, but she doesn't know why there are ten more bells on her red silk. The green fox stepped on the clouds and stood in the air. As the ten furry foxtails moved from time to time, the piercing sensation in the bell became more intense.

Healing is one of the common characteristics of Red Silk after awakening. It's just that she didn't expect that her red silk would be so special, and it was not born when the spiritual vein awakened, but was comprehended by her when she broke through the Yuanying realm.

After a few breaths, Ye Qingyan completely entered deep meditation, this was the first time since her breakthrough to sort out the foundation of her body, which was very important for consolidating the realm, she didn't dare to despise it, concentrated, and didn't dare to make the slightest mistake.

The white night still lies on the stones, enveloped by the deep green glow and black aura. From time to time, his body would glow with a strange light, alternating black and white, like a phantom color.

His subjective consciousness is still immersed in the remembrance of the past. And forever in those 100,000 years, like a nightmare, never waking up, the cycle of death.

This is naturally inseparable from the curse mark in his body, but he is comparable to ordinary monks, even if he is blurred, even if he sinks, even if he is deeply trapped in the pain of the past and cannot extricate himself, the nightmare still cannot conquer him.

............

Another cool night, the crisp and pleasant ringing of the bell disappeared from the cave, Ye Qingyan woke up from meditation, for some reason, she had been meditating, but she would have a feeling of drowsiness.

She turned her head and saw that it was still a white night that had undergone strange changes in her body and had not woken up. She sighed, never thinking that a small thing could reduce a person to such a point.

It's impossible to get out, and the people outside, I'm afraid that those who are looking for double pupils are already crazy. Now it seems that all she can do is believe in the boy lying on the ground, believing that he can work miracles again.

Suddenly, a small flying insect burst into her sight. The same faint green light, but it was different from the terrifying and hideous feeling of the light on Bai Ye's body.

The light was extremely small, and it was extremely weak. It emanated from the belly of the little flying insect, as small as dust, but at this moment it occupied Ye Qingyan's heart.

The light was not gorgeous, nor brilliant, but it was so ordinary that it seemed too small. It was such a glimmer of light that the sadness and anxiety in her heart could be dissolved and calmed.

"It turns out that there are fireflies in the north too?"

Ye Qingyan lowered her head and followed the flying insect's steps, even she didn't know why she would make such a move.

She had walked only five steps, and when she looked up, she saw a bright golden sea in the grass ahead. Fireflies, humble and insignificant beings, at this moment, hundreds, thousands, thousands appeared in front of her, as if a miracle had descended, reflecting eternity.

"Princess, the Tooth Emperor asked me to convey his words to you, always remember your identity, everything is for the revival and glory of the entire Ye clan. ”

"Tell him I'm on the Golden Scales. ”

A voice sounded from the entrance of the cave, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and the ancient well did not wave. Ye Qingyan immediately flew towards the entrance of the cave, and she shouted towards the entrance of the cave.

She knew that it was from the family, but when she heard the words, she felt a faint sense of loss and panic.

"The revival of the family...... and brilliant. ”

Ye Qingyan was completely silent, giving up the sea of fireflies in the grass not far away, and giving up enjoying the unique scenery in the cave, she no longer had that interest.

She returned to Bai Ye's side, and sat on the stone like this, listening to the sound of water dripping on the rock, and watching the boy gradually recover bit by bit.

She suddenly realized that she didn't want to go back to the Southland. The place that was forever in the smoke and rain, the place where she grew up as an adult, seemed to have become different, no longer the color of her memory.

"Uhh............hh

At the moment when she was in a trance, Bai Ye suddenly let out a painful roar. He stood upright from the stone, and a strong luster erupted from his heavy pupils, especially his left eye, from which Ye Qingyan could only feel endless pain and killing intent.

The chains, chains glowing with a dark glow, with ancient black lines, evolved from the cursed seal of Confessional Night's body, binding his limbs and torso.........

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