Heaven and earth are said to be in the universe, and throughout the ages, a starship from the blue planet, a trace of glittering fire, in the dark universe is bright and dark, dark and bright, resolute and resolute, rushing into the distance, as if vowing to break through this cold universe and see a new world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This galaxy is very similar to the solar system, six huge planets slowly rotate, the most dazzling, is the third planet, some of the land blocks have white starlight diffuse, some of the land blocks are like an abyss, no light, and some of the land blocks are like soaked in blood, mixed with the breath of tyranny, painting a picture full of life.

This planet called Marfa, a thousand feet high, straight into the clouds, on the mountain, stands a castle, the whole body reflects the faint copper light, in the middle of the castle, is a blood pool, a radius of 100 meters, a stone step from the edge of the blood pool, extending to the center of the altar, a withered figure, leaning on the throne in the center of the altar, his body is full of dust, as if it has not been touched for a thousand years.

At this moment, the figure on the throne opened his eyes, on the tips of the six wooden staff around the throne, the slowly burning flames, with a snort, blooming, the fire reflected on the old man's face, his eyes were sunken, the blood overflowed his sockets, he raised his head slightly, his cloudy gaze through the copper wall, lead clouds, falling in outer space, there was nothing, and on the throne, the old man's gaze was embedded here, more and more profound.

On Marfa Star, more and more ancient, powerful beings have set their sights on this place.

Time passes minute by minute. The next moment, from the ground, the stars behind this outer space seemed to have changed positions, and the originally clean night sky seemed to be circled by a brush, and the clear starlight suddenly distorted.

A starship appeared out of nowhere, instead of flying from the depths of the starry sky, farther away.

The withered figure on the throne, his hand raised upward, as if to brush the few remaining blonde hairs, lifted into the air, and there was a click at his elbow, he looked at it with a little surprise, tried twice, but could not lift it, had to put it down, and when he looked at the sky again, his eyes gradually revealed something called interest.

The starship appeared suddenly, and not long after, the right wing of the hull began to crack, and large parts were split, and the power that the starship relied on came and went, and finally stopped moving forward in the next second, and the starship fell towards Falma along the trajectory of free fall.

The figure on the throne watched the starship fall to the horizon, and slowly closed its eyes.

Like this king, who stared at the starship until it disappeared, there were several supreme beings around the world, different eyes, some separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, but they were so similar at this moment, it was the expression of nature, greed, and curiosity.

With a loud bang, the starship crashed into the vast field, and I don't know how long later, the hatch of the starship opened, and human beings stepped on this strange land one after another. On the horizon, a round of sunset was in the sky, and human beings looked there as if they were pilgrimage, and the crowd gradually resounded with excited cheers, and everyone seemed to have been reborn.

Mankind began to build its first village, the first city, in this strange land, and when night fell, the spark illuminated the people who were still busy, and when the dawn approached, this spark had turned into a bright light, and the village had taken shape.

A new chapter in history has been opened, and a few years later, people have set this day as the ****** and named it the Flood Era, as if to indicate that in the future, human beings will expand their territory and lay the foundation on this land, just like the flood and famine years.

In the 666th year of the Flood Era, in a private house in Candle City, the young man sat at his desk and took a long breath. He took the rice paper, poured the ink, and wrote down one by one: Thirty merits, fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons, don't wait for idleness, the young man's head is white, empty and sad. He showed a hint of a smile and inscribed at the end: Han Beidou.

These few lines are called poems, and those who wrote these lines were written by the ancients 10,000 years ago, and the place where the poems were written was hundreds of millions of light years away from here, on a blue planet. The words written by the ancients 10,000 years ago also have such a charm, and the words are beautiful, which makes people can't help but remember and yearn for what kind of paradise that planet should be.

Time passed little by little, the hour hand turned three times, and at eight o'clock in the morning, bang, bang, a short and rough knock on the door came, and the quiet time disappeared without a trace, Han Beidou closed the book and took a folding knife from the drawer.

A woman came out of the room, a little hasty, straightened Beidou's clothes, there was some reluctance in her eyes, as if she wanted to say goodbye, and said softly: "Remember to come back early, run away when you see the chengguan, nothing is important, don't conflict with the child who is four or five years older than you last time, don't..."

Han Beidou pulled away the woman's hand: "Mom, I know.."

The woman sighed softly.

Outside the door were four fifteen or sixteen-year-old children, faintly led by one with a deep scar on the neck, even the temperament was much more fierce than the other three, skillfully shaking a dagger in his hand, occasionally you could see a glimmer of cold light on it, obviously not a stall.

Two middle-aged people walked through the alley, but unfortunately, these four children just stopped on their way, and these four children did not look like they had to get out of the way, perhaps, the four children were just waiting for the two middle-aged people to go over and say hello? But obviously, the two middle-aged people did not think so, and the two regarded this rash behavior as an expression of hostility.

How dare a child who has not grown all four hairs look at us with such eyes?

The middle-aged man touched the slightly bulging belly, glanced at the four children out of the corner of his eye, stretched out his hand, and said drunkly: "Ouch, where is the little rabbit cub, who thinks he is a thing when he takes a knife?" he grinned.

The child at the head just glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and the moment his eyes staggered, his eyes suddenly became a little more ruthless, he turned around, snorted lightly between his noses, and the three children next to him understood, stopped the two, and one shouted: "Get out." ”

The two middle-aged men, who were taller than the three children, walked straight up, and one of the bald heads stretched out a finger and pointed, "Is there a kind of you say again?" His eyes opened with a fierce light.

After a breath, the bald head forced the three children to one side, and suppressed them with his fists and feet, a child took out a folding knife from his pocket and stabbed it at the bald head, the bald head sneered, grabbed the child's hand holding the knife, twisted it hard, and a scream sounded in the alley, the child fell to the ground, the wrist twisted out a weird angle, he collapsed on the ground, and the knife also went to the bald head's hand.

On the other side of the alley, another chubby middle-aged man stared at the boy playing with the dagger, even though he was facing a boy who was not yet an adult, and somehow he didn't feel a sense of ease.

The boy at the head took a step forward, his wrist flicked, and the blade of the dagger shook in the air in front of him, where the head of the slightly chubby middle-aged man was.

In the blink of an eye, the slightly chubby middle-aged man was forced to the wall by the boy headed, during which he wanted to make a move several times, but was forced back by the sharpness of the dagger, and a blood had hung on the ground along his arm. At this time, he dodged a knife, turned sideways, and slammed a side kick, and the next moment, as he expected, the boy slammed into the opposite wall, and a mouthful of blood rushed out of the boy's mouth, but the slightly chubby middle-aged man's eyes were a little frightened, reflecting a dagger firmly inserted in his calf, he let out a muffled scream, breathed heavily, and stood with one hand against the wall.

The slightly chubby middle-aged man's kick was heavy enough, with the corresponding strength of an adult, and the speed he had practiced on weekdays, the boy at the head tried to stand up, a little reluctantly, he held on to the wall, and finally stood firm, and suddenly smiled with a triumphant smile, and the smile was very cold, but it was a real laugh, a laugh from the heart.

The chubby middle-aged man on the other side wanted to be angry, but found that there was no way, but soon, he also smiled.

Because, the bald head who had cleaned up the three children was striding here.

The folding knife in the bald man's hand slashed an arc in the air, it was held by a strong big hand, the sinister smile on the boy's face disappeared, his cheeks turned pale like faded clothes, his eyes were fixed on the folding knife in the bald head's hand, he tried to dodge.

But the boy soon found that he was still naïve, a thick hand pressed him against the wall, and the strength of the adult pressed him very painfully, and what was even more terrifying, the bald head still held a folding knife in his hand.

The bald head did not kill immediately, and the folding knife cut through the clothes in front of the young man's heart little by little, leaving several intersecting blood lines, and then the tip of the knife pressed against the skin. The injured middle-aged man took a long breath, and his bald head showed a hint of a smile, and asked, "Can I spare you a dog's life, after all, it's just a child!"

At this time, with a squeak, the door opened, and out of him was also a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, who looked a little dirty, like an honest countryman, perhaps because of the shabby clothes on his body, or maybe because of the tenacity between his eyebrows, just like a farmer's hard work, rain or shine, the unique temperament.

How could a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy have such a feeling?

Children born in such a poor and remote alley have an innate temperament that is evil, tattoos, scars are the capital of a person's dominance, people who are good will be bullied, and honest people will be ridiculed, so middle-aged people are slightly surprised, and at the same time look down on such teenagers.

The young man's body is thin, and in this alley, thin is weak.

The moment the young man took out the folding knife, the middle-aged man with a dagger in his foot immediately became more vigilant in his eyes.

A full three points of vigilance can be regarded as an important thing for a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, because he sees something in this child's eyes, and that is seriousness.

Here, the word serious represents three things.

The first is self-confidence, I believe I can level you, at least deal with you.

The second is prudence.

The third is determination, I decided to kill you, so that I will be serious.

The bald gaze was very aggressive, he thought that there would be a little deterrence to this young man who had just appeared, but he was wrong, the eyes that the young man looked at were like rocks, like river embankments, and he didn't let go.

The injured middle-aged man shouted, "Be careful." The volume of these two words was getting quieter and smaller, because before he could speak, the boy had already moved, and he looked there in disbelief.