The camp of the desolate people suddenly collapsed under the attack of more than a dozen half-step desolate army Galuo and three desolate troops, and more than 200,000 desolate people collapsed in the unfamiliar southern wilderness, like a swarm of bees that had lost their nests, running in all directions, and the tribal union only came to a prominent role at this time, they were like hunters hunting beasts, surrounding and capturing small groups of desolate people, harvesting their spoils, and sending jīng Rui's tribal warriors to chase after the desolate army, like wolves behind the migrating beasts, biting to the death.

The collapse of the desolate people means that when the dust settles on this war, no one knows whether Lu Dao Hengduan is dead or alive, and Yu Ming goes alone to meet with the regrettable army of the family alliance, and Yi returns alone, at least, he has to return to the family to face the wrath of the master mother.

For the main mother, Yi's mood is complicated, the main mother is his biological mother, it can be said that everything he has is given by the main mother, but he does not feel normal love in the main mother, just like an adopted stranger, has been living alone in the shadow of the main mother.

He wanted to prove himself, prove his ability, and prove his maturity, but all this changed after the peak appeared, and the patriarch Yi didn't care that the peak would affect his status, or after spending the initial anger, he also wanted to understand that Gao Feng could never become the patriarch of the Yuetan family, and the education of the two was different, and the growth they experienced was not the same.

But he minded another thing in his heart, that his mother, who had belonged to him alone, suddenly belonged to another person at the same time, a brother whom he had never seen or understood, or a brother who had been born in the wilderness, like a billionaire who suddenly learns that he has a vulgar brother in the dirtiest ghetto.

He doesn't mind giving a small benefit to this brother, but he doesn't allow this brother to get his mother's love.

No matter what era it is, the child always hopes to be recognized by his parents, and in his heart, the master mother and the former patriarch of the Yuetan family are the parents in his heart, and the black claw is in a strange position in his heart, and he doesn't want to admit that he also has the blood of the black claw, and even hates the black claw for this.

All kinds of chaotic thoughts were mixed in his mind, walking on the road full of corpses, and suddenly, a person appeared in his eyes, a person who suffocated his heart, Lan Yu.

If just now, Lan Yu might seem dispensable, he could completely promote a Xianfeng from the shelterer, but now, a few Xianfeng of the family are very important, and seeing Lan Yu, who does not know life and death, the most discouraged expectations in his heart have also become dim.

When he checked Lan Yu, his heart was slightly stable, Lan Yu still had a faint breathing, and the broken sternum was a fatal injury to ordinary people, but it could only be regarded as a heavy injury to Xianfeng Jialuo, if he ignored it, he would die in a few hours, but it was different when he encountered Yi.

Yi's ability is annihilation, a strong ability, which does not help in any way to save the seriously injured, but he has the most precious life-saving potion on his body, and he takes out a transparent glass vial, which contains two sès, red and blue, twisted together to form a spiral and circling, but the liquid with distinct twists and turns.

Carefully poured all the potions into Lan Yu's closed teeth, and after three or five minutes, Lan Yu's eyes actually opened, and the moment he saw Yi, he became excited, and wanted to sit up, but was pressed to the ground by Yi.

"Patriarch......, go and stop Huahua, Huahua is a traitor ......." Just one sentence made the patriarch Yi Fang very confused, and he didn't even have time to place the blue clothes, so he got up and walked in the direction of the family.

Yi's heart was like boiling water in a boiling pot, and the chagrin in his heart made his brain congested, almost crazy, and the huge blows one after another made him feel that he might as well die.

Huahua's rebellion is the root that shakes the family, the family's hundreds of years of inventory, hundreds of seeds of shelterers, and the comfort of the master mother, all of which are tearing at his heart, like a highly poisonous poison, corroding the soul.

All kinds of thoughts came one after another, and he recalled that when he was very young, the mistress looked at him with a touch of warmth in her eyes, thought of the mistress standing in front of the bed and stared at him secretly after he fell asleep, thought of the mistress sewing his new clothes stitch by stitch, and all kinds of warmth that should have been forgotten resurfaced in his heart.

Thinking of the possibility of losing his mother, Yi burst out with a beast-like wolf howl, and his speed accelerated a few points again, he didn't know what to do if he lost his master mother? In this world, the closest people are not the group of women who are raised in the yard waiting to give birth to him, not those who are not yet sensible and feel strange, but his mother, the woman who is so strict and mean.

Suddenly, Yi suddenly stopped, the scene of the last time he was angry flashed in his mind, the cold in the eyes of the master mother was still vivid at this moment, the feeling of extreme shame and fear and horror dispelled the worry and panic of the master mother, and for a moment there was a thought that it would be good if the master mother was gone.

This impulse is not born for the sake of the family's rights, but for the narrowness of not being able to get oneself and not allowing others to get it.

But this thought came and went quickly, Yi's eyes flashed a trace of painful remorse, and he accelerated again, rushing forward like a whirlwind, nearly twice as fast as before, hundreds of desolate warriors who were chased by armored warriors escaped from the direction of Cuiliu City, and were rushed into it by Yi, like a tornado, wringing dozens of desolate people into a piece of flying ash, making the samurai behind cheer.

Tsuywillow City has suffered the greatest catastrophe in hundreds of years, the streets are soaked in blood, corpses are crisscrossed in the middle of the streets, armored warriors, desert warriors, civilians, women, children, as well as merchants, small craftsmen and the city's jǐng guards, the corpses are piled up in many places, and the ground is littered with all kinds of belongings and belongings that the deserters have snatched and discarded, and even women who have been stripped naked.

The miserable scenes after the disaster flashed in Yi's eyes, and Yi was indifferent to this, and even disgusted with the slippery blood on the ground for his speed, and jumped on the roofs on both sides of the street, only to find that many roofs had collapsed, and large areas of buildings had been razed to the ground, especially the residence of the Eagle Tail family and the Silver Swallow family, there was nothing higher than fifty centimeters, like a big hand erasing it.

But the Yuetan Villa, which should have been destroyed, turned out to be intact, and seeing that familiar building complex, Yi's heart swelled with a little hope, hoping that it would be too late, no matter what, the main mother was his mother, and she was the person he wanted to be recognized the most.

But the moment he rushed into the family gate, he was about to burst out in horror, and he saw piles of corpses placed at the door of the family, these corpses were mostly people looking down below, maids, samurai, eunuchs, and many family members and children of the protectors, and the most gorgeous corpses served by them were his women.

No matter how cumbersome his mind was before, seeing these corpses in front of him, Yi had the strongest sense of dizziness, a kind of despair, and the self-abandonment of losing everything, he didn't even dare to see if there was a body of the master mother among the corpses on the ground, at this time, the only thought that could support him not to fall to the ground was to break the flower into thousands of pieces, and break the bones and scatter ashes.