Three million years ago, Tianxuan was still a delicate son who was carefully protected by his father and mother, who would not be polite when he went out, and shouted "Honorable" in a low voice.

Their "Tulou" immortal vein has ruled the mortal sea for more than 50 million years, which is longer than the Heavenly Emperor's Heavenly Age.

Helplessly, there was a coup d'état in the Heavenly Palace, and Tianxuan's father, Zhou Zhi, united with the Demon Realm Holy Monarch to launch a rebellion, Zhiwei was an immortal emperor, decisive in killing, smart and witty, and he already knew the ambition of the Demon Realm Holy Monarch well.

He had already grasped all the movements of the Tulou Kingdom from the intelligence of the spies, and he only remembered that the heavenly court on that day was stained by the gray smoke of the annihilation of countless heavenly immortals, and the white and bright heavenly realm became gray and unknown.

The "Change of Guiren" Tulou was completely defeated, Zhiwei naturally took back the control of the mortal sea, Mo Heng sat in the court and looked at Zhiwei with cold eyebrows, and felt disappointed.

Perhaps Zhiwei was waiting for the day of Tulou's rebellion from the beginning, and he had already trained his troops behind his back, and the swords were fighting each other, but it was just a process of taking back power.

But so many immortals who have disappeared are stepping stones on the way back to power.

Could it be that the immortal destiny in the eyes of the emperor is not worth mentioning?

Tianxuan was desperately protected by his father, because the beginning of the heavenly realm was guarded by Tianxuan's grandfather Taishang to help the ancestor of Yuanling, so the heavenly realm owed kindness, and the Tulou family was completely wiped out, except for Tianxuan.

Zhiwei Nian was still young in Tianxuan, so he let him go.

Tianxuan suddenly fell from the royal family of Tulou to a humble minister who everyone could deceive.

Tianxuan was bullied and bruised, his hair was unkempt, and he was covered in dirt, and he felt so dirty.

In addition to the dirt on the body, there is also the stigma that can never be washed away.

Even if he washes his body cleanly, that stigma will only follow him forever, and he can't change it, and he can't wash it off.

Many times, when he was in pain and wanted to give up himself to join the demon world, what his father said would always come to his mind: Rather be loyal, not afraid of people's words, can be bullied, and will not be destroyed.

"Rather be loyal, not afraid of people's words, the body can be bullied, and the will will will not be extinguished......" Tianxuan held sour tears, gritted his teeth and kept repeating this sentence in a low voice.

"Daddy, you taught me this, why did you do such a thing? Why, exactly? Tianxuan hugged himself tightly in the pile of firewood and grass, and he wanted to ask why, but no one in the empty cave would answer him.

On that day, he was bullied as before, but he didn't expect to meet that beautiful fairy, who was so beautiful.

She helped herself up and asked herself gently, "Do you hurt?" You see you're bleeding from your arms. ”

But he was terrified at that time, and he wanted to hide whoever it was, because there were people who pretended to be easy-going and gentle to care for him, and then teased and laughed at him.

He hugged himself tightly, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Bai Shushu, Bai Shushu looked at Tianxuan's bleeding wound, frowned and took out a plain white handkerchief from his Xue Ying's sleeve.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Bai Shushu stretched out his slender hand and grabbed Tianxuan's wrist.

She was so gentle, she was different from those people in the past, and the hand that had been trying to struggle to retract was now allowed to be bandaged by the white book.

Bai Shushu gently folded the handkerchief carefully and turned it into a strip of cloth, only to see a white pear flower on the top of the handkerchief, which also exuded a faint fragrance.

Bai Shushu carefully bandaged Tianxuan, his lips moved slightly while bandaging, and said softly: "When you are bullied, don't be afraid, as long as you become strong enough, no one will bully you." ”

"But I can't, I'm the son of a sinner, I'm a lowly minister, and anyone can look down on me and insult me." As he spoke, Tianxuan's nose was sour, and his eyes were red again.

Bai Shushu tied a knot with a handkerchief at the end, and she tied it very seriously, her thick and slender eyelashes fluttering like two butterflies.

"Although others look down on you, you must not look down on yourself." Bai Shushu stared at the black, thin and dirty young man in front of him and said slowly, paused and continued: "You must know that you have only one of these three realms, and you can never replace it, why do you want to listen to the words of others and let your own life go?" ”

Tianxuan's eyes reflected the white book's shining eyes like stars, and his heart was ignited in an instant.

"You have to know that you will always be unique, and the only one who can grasp your destiny is yourself." After Bai Shushu finished speaking, he smiled at the sky.

That smile was engraved on his heart, and it can never be erased.

When he was cornered, struggling in the abyss of darkness, there was a man who gave him the only light and warmth.

From then on, he decided to live for that man.

The Heavenly Realm conscripted again, Tianxuan went to join the army, he was the son of a criminal minister, and he was bullied in the barracks, but he had learned to protect himself and learned to fight against others.

Slowly accumulating military industry in the continuous fighting of joining the army, he gradually went from a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy to the age of a weak crown, his appearance was more stiff and deep, and his facial features were sharp and angular, and he was known as a flower in the army.

Speaking of who is the most heroic on the battlefield, it is Tianxuan, the son of a criminal minister who could once be bullied by others, but now he has killed a piece of the sky with his actual actions, and his reputation is far and wide.

The 13,000 military workers are not fake, they are all exchanged for Tianxuan's injuries and lifeless fighting.

30,000 years ago, Tianxuan was invincible and invincible because of his invincibility in the Heavenly Demon War, and in the battle that lasted for a hundred years, he used his soldiers like a god, strategized, and stepped on the wreckage of the demons and ghosts to defeat the Demon Realm Holy Monarch.

knew Wei Dayue and was named "the first god of war in the heavenly realm".

On that day, he stepped on the clouds and returned to the heavenly court to be sealed, the fairy world was crowded, and those who had bullied him and looked down on him changed their faces, and approached him with a flattering face to scold him.

He felt extremely disgusting, and he yelled at those people: "This immortal can't see flies and insects buzzing, disgusting tight!" Get out of here! ”

The men withdrew in shame with their pale faces wrinkled.

The fame returned, everything was there, and in the crowd, she was the only one who didn't come.

The person who pulled him in the darkest moment of his life did not appear in his most glorious time, he felt lost, he felt sad, even if the gongs and drums were noisy and the whole world celebrated, he couldn't be happy.

I got everything, and without you, what else is there to precious.

On this day, it is the wedding day of the first immortal in the heavenly realm, Mo Heng, all the immortals in the heavenly realm went to see the excitement, but you didn't come, the last time you were drunk and went to the wall of the Mo Heng courtyard, I also went to see it, everyone laughed non-stop, I just felt sour.

You flew off the wall, and I wanted to fly to catch you, but I didn't want Mo Heng to be one step ahead of me.

I often think about what it would be like to officially meet you again when I am stationed in the Heavenly Realm, I think of countless beautiful pictures, and I think of countless things to say to you, but I only dare to look at you from a distance, I dare not approach you solemnly, and I am afraid to say even a word. I really want to ask you, do you remember the son of the criminal minister you saved back then?

It was you who redeemed him, it was you who gave him only light and warmth.