There are four sufferings in life, life and death, and you can't ask for it, and you can't stay.

The moment Granny Kim died, he felt his weakness, and he felt incomparably desperate. It was the only one who had died beside him. He still remembered that his father, Ke Huaiyu, held him on the city gate the day before the decisive battle, and his words were full of pity: "Shui Miao, how my father wishes to see you grow up and see the day your sister gets married." ”

can't see it, even Ke Huaiyu himself knows that it is a kind of luxury, as a parent, who doesn't want to see their children start a family. The most difficult thing to be born in the emperor's family, not to mention that he is the king, the moment he becomes the king, he gets not only the support of the subjects of the world, the admiration of everyone, the wealth, fame, women of the world, and more importantly - responsibility.

Take up the responsibility of the world!

Ke Huaiyu is not only the father of Shui Miao and Ka Miao, but also the king of Yuerou Kingdom and the father of a country. What he wants to protect is not only his own children, but also the peace of the world.

In the end, he failed, he died in battle, if he cowered, fled to the northern grasslands with the people and their families, and gave up the foundation of his ancestors for three hundred years, then what face did he have to face tens of thousands of courtiers and people, what face did he face when he grew up Shui Miao and Ka Miao, and how could he be worthy of himself.

He knew he would never return, but he would still go.

This is the man, this is the father, this is the king!

Shui Miao didn't understand, Shui Miao was too young at that time to understand what was more important than being alive.

When Shui Miao had to leave his own sister, when he saw Granny Kim dead in front of him, he understood. Weakness is a sin, death is not terrible, what is terrible is to watch the people around you die one by one, leaving one by one, but having to accept it.

Because, the weak, have no voice.

There is no decision.

Yan Chuan saw the pain that should not be there at Shui Miao's age from Shui Miao's eyes, this kind of pain Yan Chuan should understand more deeply, the entire Yan royal clan was slaughtered in front of him, he could understand this feeling. Although he didn't know that Shui Miao was the son of Yuerou Kingdom, who once dominated the Central Plains Continent, he could understand the despair of Granny Jin when she died in front of Shui Miao.

He also has this kind of despair, and the relationship between Granny Jin and Yan Chuan is not weaker than Shui Miao. Similarly, Yan Chuan also regarded Granny Jin as his own mother-in-law, and at the moment when Granny Jin died, he also felt the despair caused by weakness that he hadn't felt for a long time.

"I see. Yan Chuan nodded, "Then, let's get started." ”

Yan Chuan's ring finger and little finger were bent, his thumb was placed on his ring finger, his index finger and middle finger were cocked, his hand was placed in the middle of his chest, and he said solemnly: "Every word and action I say next, you must keep it in mind." Witchcraft is not child's play, it is not riding a horse to fight a war, every failure of witchcraft will bring a load-bearing load to the body, the more powerful the witchcraft, the greater the damage. This action of mine is called a pinching technique. In addition to some specific techniques, hand gestures also need to be combined with footwork, breath breath and the use of the power of nature, and the more powerful the witchcraft, the higher and more sophisticated these requirements. ”

Although Yan Chuan was standing on the flat ground at this time, his body was like a pine, standing on the top of the mountain. The aura around him seemed to be different from his surroundings, independent of another dimension. The soil beneath his feet began to gradually become soft, and Shui Miao paid attention to Yan Chuan's every move as much as possible, capturing Yan Chuan's control and arrangement of the forces of nature.

Subtle, too subtle, as if sewing a golden jade garment, every stitch and thread does not allow the slightest omission.

And he also found that with the change of the power aura around him, his body also seemed to be bound, as if he was trapped in a swamp, he wanted to struggle, but found that the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

"A shock—a turtle in an urn. Yan Chuan's toes were lightly tapped, and Shui Miao only felt that his body was imprisoned, and his whole body shook, as if that light touch had completely crushed his three souls and seven spirits.

Weak, because Shui Miao is too weak, so under the earthquake of Yan Chuan, he will feel a nightmarish existence.

Shui Miao was only regretting that she underestimated the Soul Shock Technique, and underestimated the first shock of the Soul Shock Technique, thinking that the first shock was just the most basic, the most ordinary, and the most deterrent move.

And only then did he know that a powerful wizard like Yan Chuan could wipe himself out with even the most basic gestures when dealing with a wizard of his level.

"A shock—a turtle in an urn. Yan Chuan's toes tapped lightly again, and the same move struck again, Shui Miao only felt that he was like being in the ocean, and the little ripples that swayed were not ripples, but huge waves, he was a flat boat in the ocean, and there was nothing else he could do except tie his hands and wait for death.

"Do you see clearly?" Yan Chuan withdrew the power of nature, and the surroundings turned into the ordinary hillside again, and then turned back into the collapsed cornfield that had begun to rot.

"See clearly, but—" Shui Miao thought to say, but what was the use of seeing clearly?

"Do you understand?" Yan Chuan interrupted him without waiting for him to finish.

"I realized it, but—" But what is the use of realizing it, he really underestimated soul shaking before, or rather, when he began to control the water element and create a little wave, he thought that he knew witchcraft, but he didn't know that real witchcraft was far more profound and terrifying than he imagined.

"Ah, that's good, practice hard. Yan Chuan said lightly, and wanted to leave as he spoke.

Shui Miao immediately stopped him: "But I'm messing around in my head, or you stay and teach me." ”

Shui Miao has a hippie smile, of course he hopes that Yan Chuan can teach him hand-in-hand, otherwise what's the use of just looking at it.

Yan Chuan had a calm face and said solemnly: "Cultivation is not an overnight thing, it is useless to be smart, but to learn to do it over and over again, find experience in failure, summarize the experience of failure, find a breakthrough, and find a way to succeed." Even if you read and write, you can't teach it by hand. If you still don't understand, I can rehearse it for you, that's my bottom line. ”

The bottom line!

Shui Miao was stunned, no one can help you forever, even if it is a close relative, it is impossible, not to mention, an outsider.

Shui Miao nodded in frustration and said, "I'll understand it myself." ”

Yan Chuan frowned deeply, he wanted to say something, but he still held back, turned around and left, leaving a sentence: "When you learn the first shock, and your realm reaches the realm of the desolate realm, I will teach you the second shock." ”

"Ah, yes, on your own. Shui Miao stretched his waist, imitating Yan Chuan's appearance, but with his natural power, he could only release the range of witchcraft within one meter of his feet, which was already the limit. When he touched his toes lightly, the meridians of his whole body suddenly tightened, like a thunderbolt, his whole body tingled, and then he went soft and fell to the ground, unconscious.