"This ...... Is it a mirage in the desert?"

Although he saw the lake, Yechen was in no hurry to get closer.

The prudence he had always cultivated in danger made him open his eye of insight and carefully search the city.

There is no sign of any living person.

He stood up cautiously from behind the sand wall and walked in the direction of the city.

Before entering the castle, he leaned over the lake to drink enough water and washed his hands and face.

He has a habit of cleanliness.

This habit is formed at a very young age, and it cannot be broken.

He hated his cleanliness habit and washed his hands whenever he was nervous, as if his hands were unclean.

Although there was no sign of life in the castle, Yechen still didn't dare to take it lightly.

Because he knew that with the power of the high priest of the illusory country, he could instantly recreate the phantom of life in this city.

Step by step, he approached the outline of the city, and the closer he got to it, the more he saw that the outline of the city was majestic, the characters were cut off, and the voice was silent, like a barren land.

When he stepped into the castle, the scene in front of him instantly blurred, and the entire castle became like a reflection in the water.

The reflection swayed and changed, and when it became clear again, Yechen was surprised to find that this ruined city outline suddenly became complete!

The high wall is dangerous, the silhouette is large and majestic, the people are weaving, and it is prosperous and prosperous.

The city is lined up one after another, people in all kinds of clothes are waiting in the streets, the voices of people are noisy, and the cars are like water horses and dragons.

Yechen stood alone in the center of the crowded street, and suddenly his body trembled slightly, and his palms were in cold sweat.

It's-

It's an imperial city inhabited by the human race on another continent!

The sun shone down from high in the sky, shining with a warm light, but Yechen only felt that his whole body was shivering with cold.

——The Wind and Flame Continent inhabited by the human race was once listed in the world alongside the Starfall Continent, but as early as a year ago, when the Haotian Divine Sword came into the world, it had already sunk!

The entire continent sank under the sea, the city was annihilated, the sea poured in, and tens of millions of people ran and shouted, a scene of apocalypse.

That's right, the Wind Flame Continent has already sunk, and thousands of people have died.

Sinking beneath the icy waters, no one even got to see the horror with their own eyes.

Now there is only one Star Fall Continent, unified by the demons, rampant in the human realm.

Ye Chen's hand trembled violently, he lowered his head and looked at his hand, but suddenly found that his palm had become a little smaller than usual, and in his pale little hand, he held a short dagger!

He subconsciously looked up at the tall buildings on all sides, and suddenly felt that they were so tall that they seemed higher than his usual line of sight.

His chest was suddenly filled with hatred.

He held the dagger and walked forward with his head down, but he crashed into a tall horse in the cold, and the driver of the car whipped him on the back: "Where did you come from, wild child, dodge! I am not afraid of startling the car of the prince of Jinyin!"

He was whipped and rolled on the ground, knocking over a copper basin on the side of the road where a butcher had washed his hands, and the butcher had just finished killing a pig, and a basin of blood was washed and splashed on the masonry floor.

As soon as Yechen was about to stand up, he was kicked to the ground by the five big and three thick butchers, and scolded and said, "Wild bastard, I hit your grandfather's stall early in the morning, it's really unlucky!

followed by a slap, and Yechen suddenly left a five-finger red mark on his face.

He threw himself up from the ground, and was about to knock the butcher down with one punch, but he was shocked to find that the spiritual power pool was empty, and there was no trace of spiritual power.

The remaining half of the water in the copper basin swayed, reflecting his appearance.

It was a ten-year-old child, ragged, with a vague look of his own, and a pale and thin face full of resentment and hatred!

He raised his hand in surprise and touched his face, could it be that in this illusion, he had actually returned to when he was ten years old?

...... Those darkest years to look back on!

He got up from the ground and walked forward without looking back.

Yes, he wants to find Huancai Pavilion, and he wants to kill that military attache named Xuanhe!

Behind him, a discussion came one after another:

"Yo, it's Du Yunniang's child again, it's ominous when he was born, and his mother has suffered a lot for him!"

"The son of a prostitute, I don't know which of the benefactors left behind the wild seed!" someone laughed.

"I've heard that his mother was pregnant with him before he was sold into a brothel, and I don't know if it's true. The voice of the three aunts and six women.

"This kid looks as handsome as his mother, but his eyes are dark, and when he looks at people, he looks like two knives, I'm afraid it's unlucky, and he will kill many people in the future!"

"His mother is indeed a beauty, but it's a pity that her life is a little harder, but since ancient times, she has a thin life, but she is a good woman like us who is an ordinary family, and she is very stable to live with a husband!" said a woman sourly.

"That's not necessarily," a man said jokingly: "I heard that Lord Xuanhe, the military attache in the capital, fell in love with Du Yunniang and was ready to accept her as a concubine, but his wife did not allow it, his wife was the daughter of the Ministry of War, and she was a well-known vinegar jar, Lord Xuanhe couldn't afford to offend, so he ran to the Huancai Pavilion with his wife on his back for three days, I see, this Lord Xuanhe is majestic outside, and sooner or later one day his wife will find out kneeling on the washboard at home!"

Before he finished speaking, he was grabbed by a spicy woman: "You envy Lord Xuanhe very much, don't you? You are poor and have no official position, if you were Lord Xuanhe, I am afraid that you would have three wives and four concubines long ago, right? If you have time to stand here and chew the root of your tongue, why don't you hurry up and go home for me to chop wood!"

The man held his ears and said repeatedly: "I said the wrong thing, the lady spares her life!

Yechen walked forward step by step, and he heard all the words of everyone in his ears and remembered them in his heart.

Every word is like a knife, slashing at his heart.

A ten-year-old child has learned to distinguish between good and evil in people's hearts, and all he welcomes is malice.

"Wild bastard!"

"I don't know which benefactor left it!"

"He must be a merry man, and he abandoned them after playing with his mother!"

"Every man who has been to Huancai Pavilion is likely to be his old man, hahaha!"

Yechen closed his eyes, tears overflowed from his eyelashes, and the ten-year-old shook his head vigorously, trying not to let the tears fall, he just clenched the dagger in his hand and stood still at the side door of a tall building.

This is a secluded alley, the side door of the Huancai Pavilion opens here, Yechen looks up from the snow-white courtyard wall, and faintly sees the carved plum blossom window on the third floor in the shade of willows.

There was an unbridled laughter coming out of the window: "Yun Niang, you just follow me, my job is amazing, my wife can't bear it at home!

In the window, Yun Niang's green shirt figure was reflected, but her voice was weak but a little strong: "Lord Xuanhe, please let me go, Yun Niang...... Selling your art, not selling your body!"

"Let it go, how can you let it go?" A tall military attache figure reflected in the window, and stretched out his hand to grab Yun Niang: "My wife refuses to let me admit you to the door, I can't wait, please let me go, good man...... Save my life!"

followed by Yun Niang's wail, something seemed to have fallen in the room, and Yun Niang's struggling voice came: "Lord Xuanhe, Lord Xuanhe...... Stop, Yun Niang swears to die!"

"Death?" The military attache lying on top of her laughed, his tone was smiling, and he brought his unshaven face closer to her: "Then show me if you die!"

There was the sound of a piece of clothing tearing.

The ten-year-old listened downstairs, and two flames lit up in his dark eyes.

He was only ten years old, and his eyes were as dark as the night when his fingers were gone.

He gritted his teeth, clenched the dagger in his hand, and ran upstairs.

Running all the way, panting, first floor, second floor...... Third floor.

With a "bang", he pushed open the door on the third floor!

On the bed, the naked military attache was lying on his mother's body, holding his mother's neck with one hand, and his strong body was twitching excitedly, and his face was flushed.

The ten-year-old child pounced forward, grabbed the dagger with both hands, and stuck it in the military attaché's bare back, and blood splattered immediately!

The military attaché's huge body shook sharply, turned his head violently, and punched the child's chest, which immediately knocked his thin body backwards and smashed the flower bench!

Then he raised his arms, his chest and back bulged, and he practiced kung fu all over his body, and the dagger that was only inserted into his back half an inch was bounced away!

"Boy, look for death!" The angry military attache didn't bother to find a fig leaf to cover his lower body, and walked up naked, grabbed the child's hair with one hand, forced his face upward, and then a large, burning thing was stuffed into the child's mouth, and there was still wet mucus sticking to it.

"Lick, lick!" The military attaché* laughed: "This is the stuff in your mother's body, eat it, wild bastard!"

He suddenly let out a cry of pain, and his lower body was bitten hard by two rows of beast-like teeth, and the tall man bent down, and suddenly punched out, hitting the child on the head hard, and immediately knocked him unconscious.

He had to follow up and make up for another punch, when his left leg was suddenly hugged by two hands.

"Lord Xuanhe, I beg you, let him go...... He's my child!" The soft woman raised her head, tears on her face: "As long as you let him go, you can do whatever you want me to do!"

The woman's two lotus-like soft arms tightly wrapped around his legs, Xuanhe lowered his head, and raised Yun Niang's chin with one hand: "You can really do whatever you want?"

"Yes...... Yes!" the woman said with difficulty in his hand.

Xuanhe looked at her, and his eyes became * again.

When Yechen woke up from his coma, he heard an unbearable sound and a rapid panting, and he slowly opened his eyes.