"Fearless Wuyang, you have to remember that only if you hold the sword in your hand, you will not be injured by this sword."

Known as the Mad King, the flames of war began to spread in the wizarding world from the day he ascended to the throne. The Mad King is bloodthirsty and warlike, and he is extremely strict in his discipline of his successor.

Fearing Wuyang is the only son of Feared Clouds, now only fourteen years old, and accompanied the Mad King to the Sumeru Forest. In the king's tent, Feary Clouds Ember gave Fearless Yibin a dragon crystal long sword, and Fearless Wuyang respectfully accepted it, but he didn't dare to look up into his father's eyes.

"Tell Your Majesty that our army has arrived at the Holy Witch Realm!"

At this time, the golden-armored iron guard suddenly came from the front of the battle report, and when the embers got the news, their faces couldn't hide their joy, and they praised it again and again. He stood silently on the sidelines, secretly wondering that he had never seen his father so happy as he was today since the day he set out on the expedition.

"Fearless, put on your golden armor and go out with this king tonight."

Fear's sudden words made Fearless Yang a little shocked, only to hear him say respectfully: "No" and quietly retreated, walking outside the tent, he clearly heard the crazy laughter coming from the Obsa in the tent.

"The prince still wants to go to the shooting range tonight to practice archery?"

Fearing Wuyang returned to the tent and untied a heavy robe from his body with the girl Shengge.

"No, tonight my father wants me to go with him, Shengge...... Go and bring me my golden armor. “

Afraid of Wuyang is not in a hurry, but he scared Sheng Ge on the side. Accompanying the expedition is to go to the battlefield, the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, and the fear of Wuyang is just a child who has not been in the world, and the act of fearing the clouds and embers is not to give his son's life.

”…… Your Highness, Your Highness must not, the sword wound you suffered three days ago is not complete, how can you go to the battlefield today! ”

Wu Yang was injured, this injury was in his chest, three days ago, the mad king Wei Yun Ember personally taught Wu Yang swordsmanship, but because Wu Yang could not master the essentials for a long time, in a fit of anger, he actually stabbed Wu Yang in the chest with a long sword, although this sword did not kill the young man, but it made everyone present drop their jaws in shock.

The tiger poison does not eat children, and the cloud embers are crazy and even their own sons are not spared, and the mad king is really the mad king......

At this time, there were constant rumors in the army, only Wu Yang knew in his heart that this was no longer an uncommon thing, since he was ten years old, Wei Yun Ember began to personally teach him swordsmanship and witchcraft, and every time he encountered a bottleneck, it was common for him to be seriously injured. Fortunately, Wei Wuyang has been strong since he was a child, and with witchcraft to protect his body, he has long been accustomed to such pain.

In the middle of the night, a fire broke out in the sacred land of the witch clan, Sumeru Forest, and the mad king Fearing Yun Ember ignored the taboo of the witch world for thousands of years, and led the iron horse into the depths of the Sumeru Forest, the realm of the holy witch.

"Father...... Don't ......"

The Holy Witch Tribe was full of corpses, only the patriarch Oris was still resisting stubbornly, and the young man Wu Yang stood in front of the mad king Fear Cloud Ember with a terrifying expression in his hand.

"Fearless. Kill him, and you'll be my rightful heir......"

Ember sat coldly on horseback, oblivious to the fear in his son's eyes.

"Father, I ...... I can't do ......."

Wu Yang has been learning swordsmanship with the Mad King since he was a child, but he has never killed anyone with his own hands, not to mention that now he is only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, and the battlefield has always been a strange existence for him.

At this time, Orris was actually seriously injured, and he was surrounded by layers of black witch iron knights, and he had no way to live. Afraid of the clouds and embers, he dismounted, his eyes were like knives, and he approached his son step by step.

"I want you to kill him, or I'll kill you."

All the soldiers were shocked when they heard this, and the Mad King choked Wu Yang's throat, and this sentence was like a pair of bloody eyes of Wei Wu Yang, bringing the deepest fear in Wei Wuyang's heart.

So he turned around and raised the long sword in his hand towards the weakened Orith with a trembling voice, and the tip of the sword approached little by little, and the more fearful his hands trembled.

"Afraid of the clouds, I can't imagine that you won't even let go of your own son......"

Orris struggled to his feet from the ground with his cane, his gaze fixed on the Mad King's face, mockery written all over it.

"What are you waiting for! Don't hurry up yet! “

Ember urged the young man, but it was as difficult as if he had been under a spell and took a step forward, his body trembling violently, and at this moment he looked at Orris with a frightened gaze, and saw a smile on Orys's face.

Before he could understand the true meaning of this smile, he was like an arrow off the string, following the king sword in his hand, and his hands were also sent out fiercely.

"Hahaha! Good! Worthy of being my son of the embers! “

Accompanied by the wild laughter of the embers, Wu Yang only felt that the world was spinning, and Orris fell down in response, blood stained Wu Yang's golden armor red, and there were bursts of mountain shouts in the army, all of which were rumors of the prince's heroic ......

"Withdraw!"

Wu Yang didn't know what kind of curse his sword would bury for himself. The army withdrew, and Wu Yang froze in place, looking at Euris on the ground for a long time......

"Report to the prince, the remnants of the Holy Witch have been found on the Lost Cliff in the west, Your Majesty wills, and order you to quickly speed up the army to encircle and suppress!"

The Golden Iron Guard is the most elite military branch of the Dark Witch Empire, known for its courage to reach a hundred, and the Mad King has sent a large army to withdraw, leaving only three Golden Iron Guards to be led by Wu Wuyang.

The four of them rode their horses to track all the way, and sure enough, they found the traces of the remnants of the Holy Witch soon after. The so-called remnants of the Holy Witch are just two unarmed women, who are afraid of Wuyang and obey the king's orders to come to encircle and suppress, and they can't bear to chase after them at this moment.

"Whoosh-"

The golden armor iron guard obeyed the king's orders, and now there was an iron guard soldier who fired an arrow at the two of them, and the arrow came very quickly, hitting the left rib of the fugitive woman in the rear.

"Sister!"

Hearing an exclamation, a seven or eight-year-old girl in front of her stopped running and tried her best to pick up the injured girl. Behind everyone, a golden bow in his hand refused to send arrows......

The Lost Cliff is the junction of the Holy Witch Realm and the White Witch Empire, the cliff is thousands of feet high, and after the cliff is the White Witch Empire. The Holy Witch suffered, causing a sensation in the witch world, how could the White Witch Empire sit idly by, at this moment, on the other side of the cliff, the White Witch Prince Mo Jichen is leading the army to come.

Here, the Golden Iron Guard chased the two daughters all the way to the vicinity of the Lost Cliff.

"Sigh...... You go quickly, take me with you...... You're bound to be caught up by them. ”

The injured girl is the same age as Wu Yang, her name is Filin, and she is the righteous daughter of the head of the Holy Witch Group. Although Si Xi and Fei Lin are not biological sisters, they are closer than siblings, and now the Holy Witch is left with only two people to rely on each other, Si Xi will never leave Fei Lin alone.

"Sigh, you listen to my sister, you are the princess of the Holy Witch Clan, as long as you are alive...... There is still hope for the Holy Witch...... Let's go, let's go!"

Fei Lin pushed and sighed and left, through this dense forest, and after the cliff was where the White Witch Empire was located. The golden-armored guard fired arrows again, this time, the golden arrows pointed directly at Sigh, and Fei Lin tried his best to mobilize the witchcraft and protect Sigh behind him again.

"Let's go!"

Fei Lin fell to the ground, and before he died, he handed a green feather hairpin in his bun to sigh, sighing and tearfully continuing to run.

Lost cliff, sighing and escaping, a green feather hairpin in his hand turned into wings at this time, and he was surprised to see the transformation technique of the Holy Witch clan for the first time.

"Whoosh-"

The three golden armor guards did not change their murderous intentions, and they were the first to catch up, and they were bound to kill the sigh in the lost cliff.

"Ahh

The golden arrow hides the supreme secret art of the black witch clan, and sighs that the arrow in the green feather breaks its wings......

Qing Yu broke half of it, sighed and rolled down to the edge of the cliff in a coma, and the golden armor iron guard wanted to shoot again, only to hear a miserable roar, and his companion had already fallen off the horse.

"You, Prince! ……”

It was Fear Wuyang, who shot the three golden-armored guards with bows when his life was hanging by a thread, and the gold-armored guards fell off the horse's back with an arrow, and when they were at the last moment, they dismounted and grabbed the sigh that almost fell off the cliff.

"Save Me ......"

Sighing in a coma, she vaguely glimpsed a figure, but she didn't know who really saved herself, and in her drowsiness, she vaguely heard the call of the young man.

"Sigh."

And when Wu Yang rescued him from the edge of the cliff, the sound of a horn had been heard on the other side, and Wu Yang had been practicing military affairs since he was a child, and naturally it was the precursor to the arrival of the White Witch King's army.

Sure enough, after a while, countless white shadows began to flash in the dense forest on the opposite side of the cliff, and the sound of footsteps became closer and closer......

Wu Yang looked at the girl in his arms, and had to carry her under a Mosuo tree and turned to leave.

"I killed your people, I hope you and I don't see each other again in this life, goodbye...... Sigh ......"

When the wind passed, countless silver-purple petals fell from the Mosuo tree, fluttering under the blue sky, lost in the girl's tear-soaked green silk......

The next evening, in the tent of the White Witch.

"Girl, you're awake."

When Xi Xi opened her eyes again, a young man in white was standing in front of her bed, wiping away her tears.

What kind of eyes were they, as clear as the blue water, pure and unadulterated, sighing that he had never seen such a beautiful person, and his smile was a little warmer than the sun in the sky.

"You saved me?"