The East of the Star Empire is broken in the mountains, the sky is broken, the purple clouds are pressing the sky, the purple moon is in the sky, and there is silence.

After a long time, the purple moon dissipated, turning into a purple-gold streamer and disappearing into the western sky.

In Tianduan Town, on the street in front of the gate of the Spirit Master Union, Wang Xianxian stared blankly at the purple-gold streamer that disappeared into the sky, and his heart was empty, as if something very important had been lost.

At that moment, there was a sound next to him, thinking that President Zhao had woken up, as a second-ring spirit master, his resistance was basically the strongest in this town, of course, Wang Xianxian was not among them.

Chairman Zhao slowly got up from the ground, shook his head vigorously, and even patted his swollen and aching head vigorously, and his heart was even more turbulent and vibrating.

Ordinary people don't know what that means, how can he, as a spiritual master, not know the truth?

Feeling that President Zhao stood up, Wang Xianxian also stood up with a grunt, ran to his side, pulled his trouser legs, pointed to the place where Ziyue appeared in front of him, and shouted anxiously: "Uncle, uncle, take me over there, my mother is still over there!"

President Zhao came back to his senses when Wang Xianxian shouted like this, looked at the direction of Tianduan Mountain, and found that the purple moon was gone, the purple cloud had also dissipated, the golden sun was hanging above the sky, and he thought that the unknown crown had already left, and he had to investigate this matter when it appeared here, otherwise he would be unable to escape the blame when the time came.

Thinking of this, he immediately grabbed Wang Xianxian and put him under his armpit and walked towards the place where Ziyue disappeared, and every step he took out was about seven or eight meters, and it didn't take long for it to dissipate at the end of the street.

This is the people on the street who have just woken up one after another, and it is noisy

Wang Xianxian was carried by Chairman Zhao and came to the vicinity of his house a few minutes later.

The place in front of him was a mess, like after a Category 12 typhoon, everything was flattened, there were broken bricks and trees everywhere, and weeds collapsed in the opposite direction with his house as the center.

Chairman Zhao and Wang Xianxian's body suddenly stopped, and his body trembled even more, not for anything else, because he saw a red back standing in the center of the entire storm remnant.

In his mind, this should be the owner who just exuded an earth-shattering aura, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

And Wang Xianxian under his armpit can't manage so much, there is nothing more important in his heart than his mother. Therefore, Wang Xianxian broke free from his body and fell to the ground in one fell swoop when Chairman Zhao was stunned.

But he didn't care about anything at all, and immediately turned over and jumped up again and ran in the direction of his impression of home, that is, the direction of the red figure, and shouted over and over again from his mother and mother, with fear, anxiety, urgency, and panic in his voice

In normal times, Wang Xianxian's performance would definitely be questionable, but now in this situation, no one cares.

Chairman Zhao froze even more still, looking at the red back with a frightened expression, not daring to move in the slightest, because he could feel that if he only moved now, he would be wiped out in the next moment, and there would be no spare.

Wang Xianxian came to the place where the traces of the existence of his small courtyard could still be seen, there was nothing here, everything was gone, only some of the foundations left could prove that there was once a house here.

The small yard is gone, the house is gone, the mother is gone, and the trees in the grove not far behind the house are all broken, leaving only the roots.

duang~

Wang Xianxian's whole mind exploded, all kinds of negative emotions in his spirit surged in, and tears poured out of his eyes

"Ah~~~~"

Wang Xianxian knelt on the ground, his hands kept pounding the ground, and his grief was inexplicable.

"You're the child of someone who lives here?"

A hoarse voice came from his right.

Wang Xianxian was unresponsive and indifferent.

"If you tell me what I want to know, then I'll tell you the whereabouts of your mother. ”

The same voice as just now came again, but this time Wang Xianxian's weak body finally reacted.

The moment he heard this, Wang Xianxian was shocked, turned his head to look at the owner of the voice, his red eyes showed a sense of hope and said, at this time his voice was hoarse: "You~ What you said is true?"

"Tell me first!" said a strong, hoarse voice again.

"Yes. Wang Xianxian couldn't wait to reply.

A breeze hit, bringing Sha Shuo on the ground in a circle in the air and blowing into the distance.

A short period of silence and silence.

Wang Xianxian only had a good look at the appearance of the person on his right at this time, and saw that this person was about twenty-eight or nine years old, and he was seven feet tall. A black hair is scattered over his shoulders, there is a lot of dark red blood on the black hair that has coagulated, the knife-like face is full of fortitude, there are still blood stains in a few places, the two eyebrows are full of sharp energy like two heavenly swords, and the eyes are like black jewels, revealing indifference, and from time to time a red light flashes, and the lips are white.

He was wearing a white spirit master robe, but unlike President Zhao, his spirit master robe was trimmed with purple gold, which gathered into a spirit character on his chest. At this time, the white robe can no longer be said to be white, because there are countless sword marks on it, and the entire robe is dyed dark red by blood, I don't know if it is his own or someone else's, there is a purple-gold belt tied around his waist, and a red gem in the middle exudes a strange red glow.

Wang Xianxian saw that this person had not spoken for a long time, his heart was flustered, he quickly got up and ran to his side to grab the corner of his robe, looked at him with hope, and didn't care that his little hands were dyed red by the blood on the robe, at this time he just wanted to know whether Su Xin was dead or alive, and where he was.

The red figure was a little surprised, and when others saw him like this, they probably avoided him and regarded him as a murderer.

He stared at Wang Xianxian, looking at his eyes full of hope, and couldn't help but slow down his speed and tone.

"Your mother's name is Lin Suxin, isn't it?"

"Yes!" Although Wang Xianxian didn't know what his mother's surname was, it was right to call him Su Xin.

"You're six years old?"

"Yes!"

"What's your name?"

"Wang Xianxian!"

Wang Xianxian was secretly annoyed in his heart, why did he ask endlessly, he was about to die, why didn't he tell him where his mother was.

The little hand tugged at the man's robe even harder, and the joints of the big and small hands had begun to turn white due to the exertion.

The blood-colored figure stared at Wang Xianxian quietly as if he didn't notice it, there was no change in his body, the only thing that changed was his eyes, indifferent and faint, and the red light was not appearing, sometimes a flash of excitement, sometimes a touch of self-blame emerged, it was really changing.

A faint mist filled the air, but it did not condense into tears.