The white smoke rising from the flames of war obscured the sky and the thick gray dust covered the original colorful world, and the relentless fire burned the once peaceful and peaceful town, leaving only a mess of ruins. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The boy walked numbly through the gray-white world, his long, stray black hair obscuring most of his face, revealing only one eye that was as clean and translucent as a purple jewel. It's a pity that the eyes in the beautiful eyes are empty, giving people a deep regret, like a nightingale that has been choked. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the land in the ruins became more muddy and dirty, and the soft sobs of the survivors huddled in the corners of the ruins were gradually drowned out by the rain, and the world became more and more gray at this moment. Just as the boy was despairing, a weak pale yellow flower appeared in front of him, and the little flower swayed from side to side in the miserable wind and rain, and seemed to break his waist at any moment. The boy stopped, looking at her in a daze, this pale yellow flower is very ordinary, but it is also very beautiful, she should be a living being in the colorful world, but she was born in this gray world, but she grew up in this ruin, and appeared in front of the boy.

Suddenly, there was a faint rumbling sound behind the boy, it was an approaching thundercloud, it was a herd of galloping horses, it was a cowardly, a nightmare. The survivors were huddled even more tightly, trembling that they had forgotten to cry, and there was no expression in the boy's beautiful eyes, nor on some of his pale and dirty faces. He just gently plucked the little flower, hid her in his arms, protected her in the palm of his hand, and then ran forward desperately, towards the outside of the ruins, towards the vast grassland, towards the uninhabited mountains and forests, towards the new world that belonged to her, and perhaps to them.

Yet the palpitating sound continued to approach, the thunderous rumble pounding on the boy's chest, stinging his heart again and again. The relentless rain hastened the boy's loss of strength, and the spasmodic muscles made him lose his center of gravity, and finally he fell hard into the dirty mud. The stiff hand could no longer protect the little flower in his hand, and the boy could only stupidly watch her fall beside him.

The boy stretched out his hand and tried with all his strength to reprotect the flower, but the nightmare had arrived. The frenzied hooves of the horses trampled the little flower over and over again with the sound of unbridled laughter, trampling her into the dirty mud again and again, crushing her weak waist and the little yellowish petals viciously.

The hand of fate began to choke the boy's throat, and he could only keep trying to breathe, but no air could squeeze into his throat, and he kept shaking with spasms, like a fish about to suffocate! The splashes of mud, the long scattered hair, obscured his beautiful eyes but revealed his other eye, which was such a hollow eye, it was really empty, and all that was left was the bottomless darkness and the mottled sewage that flowed slowly from the hole, like the dirty mud of this gray world, and like dark red blood.

The cold night breeze blows through the rolling hills, through the lush green woods, through the unnoticed corners, and wakes up the travelers hiding in the shadows. On a tall tree was a handsome young man with a beautiful black ponytail and a dark blue and red trimmed forehead. The young man's forehead guard was different, he tilted his forehead guard at a slight angle and covered his right eye with the right liuhai, which was not too long, only revealing his purple jewel-like left eye, the beautiful eyes were as clean and translucent as a purple gem, but it also faintly revealed the cold and cold light of the gem. The young man was dressed in a set of smart dark brown clothes, squatting on a branch covered by leaves, coupled with his height of about 1.75 meters and a slightly thin figure, he was indeed motionless at this time, which was indeed difficult to find. However, just because others are difficult to find him doesn't mean it's hard for him to find others, this place is his carefully selected reconnaissance outpost, which can not only see the surrounding situation clearly, but also take care of the person he wants to protect not far away.

The young man's name is Dimen, and he was originally the private army of Count Veron, the lord of this area, but he defected from the earl's castle and took the lord's illegitimate daughter Linda with him. However, although he was careful to guard against the pursuers, he knew in his heart that the lord would not send any powerful people at all, one was because the revolutionary army guerrillas boldly told the Count of Veron about the attack on the castle, so that the lord was not distracted. The second is because he and Linda are small people, his reputation in the army is not obvious, and the military rank is not high, and Linda is even worse in comparison, the lord has many children, Linda is just an unknown concubine, she may be young and beautiful but not outstanding, she has no good magical talent, no smart mind, even words are not likable, plus she lost her mother in her early years and often wandered out of the crowd, so that people always regard her as transparent air. As for why the emperor took her away, the emperor himself couldn't tell, maybe it was because of the 8 years of companionship that he had developed this habit, and Linda was also voluntary, the gray castle was just a cage for her, and it was of course best to be able to escape, and it was not lonely along the way.

The sky is getting brighter, the colorful hazy nebulae are fading, the light of the nine stars has broken through the sky, and the long night is coming to an end. After five or six jumps and movements, the emperor quickly came to Linda, who was still asleep, and the beautiful blonde girl slept on a comfortable blanket, with a sweet smile on her sweet sleeping face, but her sleeping position seemed to be very restless, and the blanket covered was rubbed aside by her. Dimen silently covered her with a blanket, and then skillfully began to make a fire to boil water and prepare breakfast.

After a long time, Dimen saw that Linda had no sign of getting up, so he reluctantly walked to her side and squatted down, stretched out his hand to pinch her little nose and gently shook it from side to side. Usually this trick has been tried and tested, but this time it was the same, and after a while, Linda opened her eyes with a snort, and when she saw the emperor in front of her, she snorted squeamishly, covered the blanket and planned to sleep for a while. Emperor Gate unceremoniously lifted the blanket this time, and the travelers who slept in the wild slept in their clothes, and Linda was no exception, she was wearing a set of civilian clothes that were also brown, but at the moment the loose belt slightly revealed the white plump skin on her chest. The emperor seemed to be accustomed to seeing this scene, but he put on high boots for her without changing his face, and then said flatly: "I still eat minced meat porridge in the morning, if you want to eat something good in the evening, hurry up and tidy up my clothes for me, and after breakfast, we will set off quickly and strive to get to the village where we can stay before dark." ”

"Hey" Linda listened to Dimen's words and rubbed up reluctantly, stretched out her hands and stretched her waist well, and then she looked helplessly at the steaming minced porridge in front of her, and while slowly sorting out her clothes, she said weakly: "Dimen, I ...... it"

"No way!" The emperor didn't wait for her to finish before he spoke.

"I'm not done yet!" Linda puffed out her cheeks and said angrily.

"I don't know you yet? You must finish drinking the porridge, otherwise you won't be able to hold it up in the morning, this matter is not negotiable, hurry up and drink, and we will go on the road after drinking. Dimen didn't look at Linda's resentment, but just buried his head in preparing the luggage on the road.

"Hmph." Linda gave him an angry look, snorted softly, and quickly finished a bowl of minced porridge with a bitter face.

"Let's go."

Hearing the voice of the emperor, Linda turned her head, and at this moment, the emperor was already carrying a backpack that was not too big but bulging, holding a four-foot long sword hidden in the sheath, and he looked ready to attack.

Seeing this, Linda sighed and walked over, so the two embarked on a journey of "escape" again.

"Emperor, why don't we buy a horse?"