That year, there was a Xuanshuang water dragon on the bank of the Xuanjiang River in the Ming Dynasty, and there was an old man surnamed Chen who slaughtered it with a sword, and he was famous for slaughtering the dragon by passing away.

That year, not far from the source of the Xuanjiang River in the Ming Dynasty, there was a Chen family who was set on fire and burned clean, and the Chen family disappeared from the world.

That year, there was no rain that night, and the fire burned all night before it stopped, and the Chen family was burned to the ground.

In the ruins of the charcoal, with a clang, the thin Chen Xiaoan turned over the scorched wood that was pressed on his body, his clothes were burned to tatters, revealing a lot of burnt black meat, and his face was burned black.

"Dad, mother, sister, where are you?"

Chen Xiaoan tried hard to open his eyes, but the burnt flesh on his face had already been glued together, and he couldn't separate it at all, no matter how hard he tried to open his eyes, there was only darkness in front of him.

He didn't hear the response of his relatives, he didn't hear anyone speak, he only heard the whistling wind, he only smelled the smell of burnt charcoal, he wanted to cry, but he couldn't, he felt pain all over his body.

If he wanted to cry, those eyes hurt even more, he didn't dare to touch his face, he wanted to find his relatives, he began to panic, he was at a loss and blindly touched the road ahead with both hands, he was very anxious, he wanted to find his relatives!

However, just as Chen Xiaoan was stumbling and groping, above the bank of the Xuanjiang River in the Ming Dynasty, a huge silver white eagle swept by, and in those dark yellow pupils, the weak and injured Chen Xiaoan was reflected.

It let out a long sigh, and the old man sitting on his back, dressed in shabby linen clothes and covered with dirt, looked intently and saw Chen Xiaoan, and he gently patted the long neck of the white eagle.

The huge white eagle rushed towards Chen Xiaoan like an arrow, but in the end, it only landed in front of Chen Xiaoan with a light wind.

"Dad, mother, sister!"

Hearing the movement in front of him, the young Chen Xiaoan thought it was relatives, regardless of the chaos under his feet, he rushed over happily and hugged the white eagle tightly, but in exchange for a long cry from the white eagle, although for the white eagle, the sound was very gentle.

But for Chen Xiaoan, a young human being, the sharp cry was so loud that Chen Xiaoan hurriedly staggered back and fell to the ground, his voice screamed in horror, "Mysterious beast, it's a mysterious beast!"

"Don't eat me, don't eat me, I'm just looking for my father, please don't eat me!" Chen Xiaoan kept begging the white eagle.

"Hey......"

Bai Ying showed a puzzled look, but he also understood Chen Xiao'an's actions, and did not make any more sounds, but the old man in sackcloth behind him sighed.

I saw his figure flash, and his figure appeared in front of Chen Xiaoan, he was dressed in sackcloth, but he was very slender, his back was very straight, his head was full of dirt, but his head was raised.

He looked at this smoky ruin, it is not difficult to imagine what happened here last night, he moved his senses, and found that there were no other survivors in this ruin, so he looked at Chen Xiao'an, who was only four or five years old on the ground.

"Child, your father and mother have been taken to a safe place by the old man, you can go back with me first. ”

"When you're healed, I'll take you to find them. ”

After waiting for a long time, Chen Xiao'an, who was restless, thought that the mysterious beast did not make a sound, but when he left, the voice of the old man came, he carried the burning flesh and blood blurred face, looked at the old man intuitively, and said, "Really?"

So, the old man in Mai took Chen Xiaoan away that day, Chen Xiaoan didn't know where he was taken, only that the place was a bit like a cave.

After being taken away, the old man in sackcloth helped Chen Xiaoan treat the injuries on his body, and Chen Xiaoan only felt that he was wrapped like a dumpling by the old man in sackcloth, probably because the injuries on his body were very serious.

In this way, he lay on the cold stone bed for several months, and through that time together, he also knew that he was holding a white eagle that day.

During the time he lay on the stone bed, the white eagle fed him, and the old man usually came to see him once at long intervals.

And every time, when the old man did not appear, he would always hear a crazy roar in the depths of the cave from time to time, with the sound of chains pulling, he couldn't see, he didn't dare to look, he just shrank on the stone bed trembling in fright.

He didn't know who was locked in the cave, but that voice, he could hear was the voice of the old Mai grandfather, and the last time he had contact with the old Mai grandfather.

I don't know if it's day or night, the old man in Mai came to Chen Xiao'an's stone bed with a bloody smell, woke up Chen Xiao'an, and kindly told Chen Xiao'an that his injuries had not completely healed, and changed his dressing.

Then, the old man in sackcloth took off all the bandages on Chen Xiaoan's body, Chen Xiaoan only felt a pair of rough hands gently caressing his face, and he felt the flesh sticking to his eyes cold, as if the sticky flesh was cut open by a sharp object.

Then, I don't know if it was the old man in sackcloth who put some medicine on it, or something else that happened, which made his hot eyes cool for a while, and then the old man in sackcloth pulled a bandage to bandage his eyes.

After that, the old man disappeared again, and occasionally heard the mad roar in the cave, and then one day, until a long time, the roar was not heard again.

The sound of pulling the chains was gone, and the whole cave became very quiet except for the cry of the white eagle coming back from predation, and there was only a slight sound of wind in Chen Xiao'an's ears.

This quiet feeling made Chen Xiaoan feel very bad, and his heart felt empty, as if something was pulling away, a little painful......

In this way, Chen Xiaoan didn't know how long he had been fed by the white eagle, until one day, the white eagle did not come back, Chen Xiaoan was very anxious and worried.

So, he untied the bandages on his eyes with his hands, he tried to open his eyes, and slowly opened them, and saw a glimmer of light, and opened them violently, and his eyes widened, and he could see everything in the cave clearly.

"I can see it!" Chen Xiaoan was ecstatic at the moment, although the dazzling light made his tears flow uncontrollably, he still tried to open his eyes, for fear that he would not be able to see again in the next moment.

Living in the dark world every day is a terrible thing, but when you have the light and then walk into the boundless darkness, that feeling is not fear, but deep fear!

So Chen Xiaoan was very afraid, and it wasn't until blood flowed out of his eyes later, which stinged Chen Xiaoan, that he began to slowly adapt to the lost light.

After slowly getting used to the light, Chen Xiaoan also knew that he had lived in this cave for such a long time.

The surface of this cave is very smooth, there are not many utensils, just some simple living objects, the cave is very large, and it is very deep, Chen Xiaoan only lives at the entrance of the cave.

"I don't know who's trapped there. ”

Looking at the dark, like a giant beast's throat-like cave, Chen Xiaoan, who had regained his light, began to walk boldly down.

He still remembered that the cave was eerie, a pool of water in the depths, a bitterly cold pool.

On both sides of the cold cold pool, there were two arm-sized black chains, locking a white bone in the pool, and Chen Xiao'an, who saw the white bone, was not shocked or uneasy.

He just felt sadness, although the white bones could no longer identify who it was, but Chen Xiaoan knew that it was the person who saved him, although he didn't know how he died here.

However, since he is his savior, he can't let him be tortured by the cold pool after he dies, and Chen Xiaoan can't repay the favor, so he can only bury his benefactor well.

So, he took off his clothes and rushed into the biting cold pool, endured the cold like a knife, and moved the white bones out, but just as he brought out the bones of the old man in sackcloth.

The water of the cold pool turned into a whirlpool like a phantom, and finally disappeared in front of Chen Xiao'an's eyes out of thin air, revealing the bottom of the cold pool.

All this shocked Chen Xiaoan, but what shocked him even more was the cold pool, the bottom of the cold pool was a large black boulder, very smooth and flat, with countless handwriting engraved on it.

However, although Chen Xiaoxin hated to be curious about the slate-like cold pool, he still buried the bones of the old man in Mai first, and then went to carefully look at the handwriting on it.

Chen Xiao'an didn't know the words on this huge slate, and then he copied it down and asked someone to explain, and he knew what was written on it, and what was written on this slate was the life of the old man in sackcloth.

This old man in Mai is a mystery, and he told the beginning of his cultivation because he obtained the legendary limited bloodline and a very powerful exercise by chance.

The reason why that exercise is said to be very powerful is because the old man in Mai relied on the limited bloodline and exercises, and his talent was mediocre, and in just one year, he cultivated to the Wisdom God Realm in one fell swoop and condensed his divine sense.

Eventually, for a long time, the old man began to have a reputation of his own, but one day, he found that the more he practiced that exercise, the more he became eager to kill, and occasionally went crazy to kill people everywhere.

The old man in sackcloth began to suffer more and more, he hated every day, he hated his strength, so he hid in the mountains, found a cave, and locked himself before he went crazy.

Later, he gradually couldn't control himself, and in all kinds of pain, he grabbed the bloodstained hands into his heart without any hesitation, and suddenly, he smiled easily, he died.

Seeing this, Chen Xiao'an's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and in the end, he made a decision, that is, to find the limited bloodline, according to the stone tablet left by the old man, the limited bloodline did not die with him.

Because, before coming here, the old man Mai extracted the bloodline from his body and hid it and the exercises in an unknown place.

That day, Chen Xiaoan searched the cave carefully in the cave without letting go of any dead end, and then he walked out of the cave and returned to the bank of the Xuanjiang River in Daming.

Where, he saw that his former home, which had become a ruin, and he clenched his fists with red eyes, looking at the ruins overgrown with weeds, and vaguely could see the scene of that year.

I can vaguely remember what happened that year, and I vaguely remember who did all this here!

Chen Xiaoan came back once and left again, until a long time later, he returned here again, and built attics here, just like the home in his memory!

And the owner of this family is not the Chen family, but a force called An Organization, the leader of this force, his name is Lord An!

The first book of the Book King novel