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At 3:45 in the morning, the true qi in Yue Dayang's body had reached the Rong Transformation Realm, and Feng Yunwan was still sleeping in his arms.

The ancestral internal strength of the Yue family is very useful for improving people's cultivation and repairing the body.

Therefore, Yue Dayang, who was engaged in this kind of cultivation, only needed to sleep for two or three hours a day.

And today he has slept enough, not only has he slept enough, but he has also used his internal and external breath to treat some women's diseases for Feng Yunwan.

So Feng Yunwan slept very deeply, slept very comfortably, and slept beautifully.

He let go of Feng Yunwan gently, he didn't want to leave, for fear of disturbing her.

But he felt movement outside the living room window, and his steps remained steady, firm and powerful, but as quiet as possible.

There are only a few night lights on in the room, the light is dim, but it is warm, and every piece of furniture is filled with a homely atmosphere and atmosphere.

When passing by Yue Shanshan's bedroom, he took a look and the child was sleeping soundly.

Walking to the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, he opened the curtains and saw a person standing on the terrace outside the window, a man wearing a red mecha.

Yue Dayang was a little surprised, but not afraid.

Because as a commander, he has experienced so many accidents, and he knows that fear is useless.

The night sinks like water, the cool breeze blows, and the countless leaves on the trees not far away make a gurgling sound, like water waves surging thousands of squabbles in a dream.

The sound was loud at night, blocking out the conversation between the two people on the terrace.

Yue Minglou said everything he knew, calmly and indifferently, without a trace of emotion.

Yue Dayang listened with some surprise, his brows suddenly tightened, and suddenly his eyes showed excitement.

Yue Minglou told Yue Dayang what the Seven Lives Red Armor was, and he told Yue Dayang that there were 7 sets of such armors in the legend, and the previous killer was only wearing blue armor, ranking second to last. This seven-life red armor ranked first......

After Yue Minglou finished speaking, Yue Dayang pondered for a long time, and finally he perfectly spliced all this he heard with the things he knew.

So, a lot of things became clear.

He figured out a few things and understood the general context.

He finally clarified some of the mysteries of this set of Seven Lives Red Armor, so he wanted to tell everything he had figured out to Yueminglou in front of him, and to tell this somewhat cold man in front of him.

He wanted to talk about it while paying attention to Yueminglou's reaction, so as to verify his conjecture and verify what kind of impact the rebirth of the red armor would have on people.

At this time, Yueminglou had already unloaded the mecha and sat there, his expression was a little lonely and heavy, but he was more confused.

Originally, the lively and agile young Yueminglou was like a different person, and he didn't feel happy at all that he was resurrected from his death.

The Yueming Building in front of him had changed greatly, and Yue Dayang knew that this was the influence of that set of mechas.

That set of mecha that condensed countless memories, countless grudges, and countless heavy past events naturally made every master of his heart heavy.

If there is anything that is the heaviest thing in this world, it is all kinds of heavy things that weigh on people's hearts.

There are gains and losses, although the mecha once again gave life to Yueminglou, but it also firmly pressed many heavy objects that did not belong to Yueminglou in his heart.

Yue Dayangzhi wanted to tell Yueminglou some things that he thought were very important, not only to let him know more about the Seven Lives Red Armor, but also to influence his thinking and make Yueminglou change.

Yue Dayang sincerely didn't want Yueminglou to become a cruel, cold-blooded, and violent person.

Seeing Yue Minglou's lonely and cold eyes, Yue Dayang finally understood why his father didn't recommend him to put on this suit of armor easily.

Before starting to tell, he and Yue Minglou put on the disguise mask again, and the two exchanged faces again.

Then, Yue Dayang glanced at Yueminglou a few times meaningfully, and then he said:

It was a story a long time ago, as many stories begin with, a long, long time ago......

At that time, Yue Dayang's grandfather Yue Mingchuan once traveled the world with his friend Du Weiye and traveled through the starry sky.

The two of them are both the sons of heaven in the eighth sequence of civilizations on the earth, and exploring all kinds of magical secret realms is just their daily homework, just like the top students on the earth today have to brush up on a few exercises.

On a planet filled with purple light, the two accidentally discovered one ancient civilization after another ruins.

After a few days of exploration, they found that most of the ruins were in ruins, and everything of value had been completely destroyed.

The two were a little disappointed and were ready to leave, they didn't expect that there was nothing of value left in so many ancient ruins.

Fortunately, the hard work pays off.

As they were about to leave, they were surprised to find a small desert on the edge of a ruin.

The desert is not surprising, but all the sand in this desert is black!

And all the black sand actually flows from the center to the edge!

Entering the heart of the desert, they found that the sand was pouring out of the central part of the small desert.

It's like a fountain that spews water out from the middle and flows to all sides.

The flow of sand gushing out of the center of the desert was so great that they could not get close.

But they immediately decided that this spectacle was definitely not a natural phenomenon, but must be man-made.

After a long time of tossing and going through hardships, the two finally found the reason why the sand could flow non-stop.

It turns out that deep underground in this desert, there is an ancient nuclear engine that drives dozens of huge sediment pumps, pushing the black sand to flow in a loop.

They ended up digging a lot of boreholes in the desert and doing a full range of explorations.

Detection revealed that only the center of the desert was buried, and all other directions were sand, all of which were strange black sands.

But sand is sand, and they tested the sand in many ways, and found that the sand was no different from ordinary sand except that it was black in color.

Its chemical composition is just amorphous silicon, and there is some magnetite mixed with silica.

So they now have only one goal, which is the buried in the center of the desert.

When the two men succeeded in severing the cable connecting the reactor to the pumps, the pumps, which had been running for an unknown number of years, finally stopped, and soon the sand in the desert stopped flowing.

There was a lot of sand in the center of the desert that covered the burials, and they used machinery to dig for a long time.

A day later, the sand was still dug up, and the two finally saw a huge black sarcophagus.

I don't know how many years have passed, and this sarcophagus made of strange black stone has been polished by the sand and is extremely smooth, and it has long lost its former edges and corners.

The black sarcophagus was so hard that they couldn't open it when they had exhausted the tools at hand.

Eventually, they destroyed a sediment pump and used the blades in the pump to make a cutter to cut the sarcophagus with clarity.

The moment the sarcophagus opened, the clouds changed color and the sky was overcast.

And the colorful light in the sarcophagus suddenly appeared, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

A strange song sounded over the desert, and the originally purple sky turned blue.

It was a long time before the light finally dimmed, and the music stopped, and they could see what was inside the sarcophagus.

It was seven suits neatly stacked in boxes, and nothing else.

The colors of the seven sets are: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.

The colorful light just now is the brilliance that these 7 sets of battle armor have been deposited for countless years, and then they have regained the brilliance of the day.

Yue Mingchuan didn't stop Du Weiye, and Du Weiye couldn't wait to take out these armors.

After the armor was removed, the two of them only felt that there was a trance in front of them, and the black desert around them and the ruins in the distance had disappeared under the blue sky.

What the two of them could see was a vast grassland, with flowing clouds and wild horses, and the fragrance of grass refreshing people's hearts and lungs.

Although the two knew that it was just a vision, they were like they were there.

Time passes rapidly in the vision, and scenes emerge in front of them, which is actually a vast and long historical picture.

War horses neighed, warriors roared, swords and guns were raised, flags fluttered like clouds, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Where there are human beings, there is contention, and where there is contention, there is war.

In the early days of human development, nomadic tribes often had the advantage of warfare.

Because they don't cultivate farmland, don't do business, don't weave, they only need to learn three things: eating, riding horses, and fighting.

What you need is very simple, just go and grab it.

To deal with grievances and vent your emotions, just get on a horse and swing a knife to cut! Go chop!

The enemy is a little far away, that's very simple, open your bow and raise your arms to catch the feather arrow, and shoot everything through!

What's yours is mine, what's mine is mine, theirs will be mine, and all that is mine is mine.

build, destroy; Destroy and rebuild, and then destroy again under the horse's hooves, in the flames of war.

Blood stained the earth, the grass and trees, everything, a desert, and then the sand became black, and the desert became black.

Only this day is still blue.

Until one day, only warriors on horseback are left in this land of the planet, and only grazing cattle remain.

Because there is no ocean on this planet, nothing can stop the iron hooves of the nomads.

As a result, only pastures were left on the land.