...... Occasionally, she still remembers the events of her childhood, and in that memory, laughter and laughter are sprinkled like spring light, making the whole life full of light.

At that time, the war of the hundred tribes was in full swing, demons invaded, people and beasts killed each other, and there was no place of peace in the entire empire.

Some poor and remote places, even deserted corners, even demons will not come, people and beasts are rare, some people hide inside, endure the difficult environment and lack of materials, just ask for a corner of peace, in a world without a future, pray for tomorrow.

I have a memory of it, that is, with my mother, living in the deep mountains on the border of the human country and the beast territory, where the place is barren and does not grow crops, the demon army and the demon soldiers are too lazy to pay attention, and even the beasts rarely come, and the mother and daughter avoid the village, so they hide in the valley and do not contact with the outside.

Looking back now, life at that time was really bad, a delicate and beautiful young woman, with her daughter in the barren mountains alone to make a living, farming has never been done, hunting is even more unthinkable, the basic mode of survival is the beginning of human culture: gathering!

...... The mother in my memory is not the kind of woman who is very ingenious, she can't sew, and after her clothes are torn, she peels the bark and rubs it into a rope, and makes clothes with banana leaves, and wraps herself in embarrassment.

...... Therefore, every winter, my mother has a runny nose all day long, her nose is also red, and she often has a fever, and she is a beautiful woman who is so beautiful, but after several years of wilderness life, she is poor and sick, thin and haggard, and almost becomes a living skeleton, and she can no longer see her original beauty.

However, I didn't understand these at that time, in my eyes, my mother was the most beautiful person, no matter what she became, she was beautiful, because no matter what time it was, the warm smile on her face never diminished, even in the coldest winter, her smile with hope was like the sun in the sky, bringing warmth to herself.

The main reason why the mother and daughter were able to survive and did not become two dry bones in the valley early was actually because of themselves, which had little to do with their mother's efforts.

Although he is only a young child, he is born with divine power, and since he can remember, he has a lot of incredible powers, not only strong and fast, but also some of the spiritual power that is stronger than ordinary people, identifying poisonous weeds and poisonous fruits, deterring tigers and leopards, and just a baby, tearing apart the approaching poisonous snake with his bare hands, which is as easy as a hand.

The two mothers and daughters, who lived on themselves and by gathering, did not starve to death, but barely lived without a meal, and the fur of the beast was made into clothes by the mother...... Her hands are not skillful, and she often breaks the hides, and it is wasted.

There is no good thing in the world for no reason, I have such power, of course, there are troubles that come with it, I don't know why, I often feel ...... Very hungry and thirsty, wanting to sip some liquid, can be suppressed at normal times, but every time the moon is full, that hunger and thirst will explode violently, urging reason and tending to be crazy.

When I was just a baby, I couldn't express it, I would only cry, but as I grew older, my fierce hunger and thirst drove me into the driving force of killing and destruction, tearing the beast alive, sipping the fiery blood, tasting the sweetness that I had never had in my life, as if every piece of flesh and bone in my body had finally come to life.

It was only then that I truly understood that the thing that I had been craving for and not satisfied was blood......! It's human blood!

If it were not for his mother's hindrance, he had not yet established basic values, driven by primitive wildness, he would definitely turn into a young but ferocious blood-sucking beast, starting from the small village outside the mountain, and quickly accumulating the number of victims.

“...... You have to remember, child, that you are a person, a human being...... I don't do this kind of thing......"

The soft voice, like the sound of redemption, soothed, calmed her chaotic consciousness, of course, to curb a newborn vampire's desire to eat, it was not enough to rely on such an ethereal thing as mother's love, but the blood that dripped from her fingers and stuffed into her mouth became a timely rain.

...... Mother's blood, like herself, has a special smell, very sweet, very warm, and different from everything in this world.

Until a long time later, I often recalled the scene when I was a child: every full moon night, I leaned on my mother's side, sipping the blood flowing from her fingers, and she usually hummed a small tune, a soft voice, which always allowed me to have a good night's sleep.

...... Alas, I really didn't understand anything at that time, if I could be a little more sensible, I should go hunt some wild beasts, let my mother eat some nutritious things, and replenish my body, so that I wouldn't be so wasted......

In those not too many childhood memories, my greatest interest was to peek far beyond the valley, the small village of dozens of people, which was only a few weak human races, and my mother said that they were very dangerous, and it was strictly forbidden for me to come into contact with them.

I have never understood that those human races seem to be weak, and they are not as good as those tigers and leopards that are easily torn apart by themselves, why are they dangerous? Although my mother's words must not be wrong, but this is ...... I really can't figure it out.

...... It wasn't until I was able to understand those complicated truths of the world that I finally understood what my mother meant:

It's dangerous to come into contact with these people!

I don't understand this, but I just look at the lives of those people day by day, and see them working diligently to make a living and escape in a panic, and I feel ...... It's really interesting.

Except for his mother, he has never had contact or spoken to others, in fact, he is very eager to be close to his kind, but every time he looks at those people, he has a very strong sense of disobedience, these creatures ...... Although he looks the same as himself, he is not "of the same kind".

I can't say what the difference is, after all, I've never been in close contact, but I can strongly feel that "those creatures" are different from me!

The "longing for the same kind" derived from "loneliness" was his biggest thought at that time, and even overshadowed the need for his father.

Because of the lack of information, I didn't have the opportunity to contact outsiders, and I didn't have the opportunity to understand early on like ordinary children that every child has a father and a mother, and then ran to pestering the mother "Where is my father".

On the contrary, it is the mother, maybe because the barren mountains are lonely, or maybe because the things in my heart are too heavy, after all, ...... A woman who was born so beautiful that she could not worry about food and clothing by relying solely on her appearance, but took her daughter to live in seclusion in the barren mountains, avoiding the crowd, and living a life like a beast, such a woman...... Definitely a man with a story.

She didn't say much, as if she was going to bury the past in her heart for the rest of her life, but from those few words, she still heard something.

Mother...... Originally, he practiced in a place called Yuxu Zhenzong, and it seemed that he was still a kind of "spirit girl", a very high-level elite person, with a lot of ideals, and ...... It's not a bright future.

...... In this kind of troubled times, even if it is a big faction like the Jade Void True Sect, even if it is the elite of the faction, it is all precarious, too frequent battles to protect the sect, and the most glorious of the chief disciple is changing people every month, even if the elite is just a dog, under the nest, how can there be light?

According to the legend, the spirit girl of the Jade Void True Sect, no matter what the situation, will not fall like this, helplessly, fate is not something that people can easily predict, in an accident, she met a man by chance, and the two sides couldn't help but fall in love.

That man, personable and handsome, is the kind that women will fall in love with at a glance. The love between a man and a woman was originally made in heaven, even if the Jade Void True Sect was extremely repulsive to outsiders of unknown origin, this matter was destined to be difficult, but it was not inexplicable.

However, the follow-up development took a sharp turn, and the man was born in the demon clan, and after this hidden identity was revealed, the relationship was immediately cursed.

After several conflicts and bloody cases in a row, the woman was stripped of her strength and waited for execution, because her peers couldn't bear it, she was released privately, and then she hid to escape the pursuit of the teacher, and quietly gave birth to the child, and hid in the barren mountains, not daring to contact the outside world.

These things were too complicated, and I didn't understand them at the time, so I could only sit there with a confused face, looking at my mother stupidly.

“...... Actually, I don't regret it...... It was my own choice of love, and it was also the man I chose, everything was my choice, and naturally I should be responsible......"

Mother, who should have experienced a lot of pain, held her little hand and spoke softly, with a look on her face...... It seems to be very happy.

"Do you know? Child, that is the first time in my mother's life that I have taken control of my own destiny and walked my own life according to my own will...... Mother hopes that you can become such a person in the future. ”

During that time, most of the mother's admonitions revolved around the word "human", perhaps because of the inhuman blood she shed, which made her particularly worried, so she had to emphasize day after day, worried that her daughter would go astray in the future.

“...... Your origin, the blood you shed on your body, will not determine what kind of person you will become in the future! Only you can decide all this! It is your own heart and your will that will determine who you will be in the future, and ...... When my mother was a child, she was just a cheap slave that no one looked down on, and she obtained the sect step by step...... Alas, far away. ”

The mother stroked the child's little face, "In the future, there will be many people who criticize you and question you, just because of your background, but no matter when, my mother hopes that you will remember that you are a person! As long as you remember this, you are, regardless of what other people say." ”

My mother's firmness in this matter has become my deepest memory.

I thought that this kind of life would continue forever, but I didn't expect that one day, with the arrival of "him", the whole world would be shattered......

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