Ye Feng and his parents sat silently, and only the blood-colored moonlight flickered in the dim house.

It was the hardest moment, and the scythe of death was on the neck, cold and refreshing. It's waiting for death to come, and every second feels like a year.

This is also Ye Feng's birthday.

No one spoke in the silent darkness, they all waited in silence, praying silently in the dead silence.

The sound of breathing became heavier and heavier, and everyone's heart slowly sank with time. Screams were heard faintly in the distance, stirring at the fragile heartstrings.

Father's heavy gasps grew louder and louder, like some beast that smelled blood. Ye Feng smiled, how could his father gasp so loudly.

No, Ye Feng suddenly realized something, his father's breathing sound was far from being so loud, and it was very clear, there was also a normal man's breathing sound, that was his father's, and there were two other relatively weak ones corresponding to Ye Feng and his mother.

So, whose is this extra breath sound?

At this time, Ye Feng suddenly discovered that through the cracks in the doors that were covered by the layers, a faint green was gloomy and infiltrating.

This is......

Ye Feng's hands and feet were cold, he carefully touched his mother who was leaning aside, and his little hands were full of cold sweat.

"Feng'er, what's wrong?" the mother wondered, slowing her tone as much as she could. Then, she spotted a green spot of light through the door. Is that...... The eyes of monsters.

Ye Feng's mother was just an ordinary person, and she let out a scream after being frightened, "Ah!"

At this time, my father also noticed the strangeness and looked back. Then the screams of the mother were heard.

"Boom" the monster beast was hitting the wooden door, and the cracking sound brought smoke and dust. This old wooden door panel, coupled with the pile of debris pushed over by his father, could not withstand the several impacts of the demon beast, and could only block it for a while.

"Quick, take Xiao Feng out and go to the cellar!" the father shouted, "I'll stop him for a while, you guys go quickly." As he spoke, he picked up the wood knife he usually used to chop wood and rushed forward.

How could an ordinary person, even a person who had not awakened the primordial runes, be able to stop an adult demon beast? This is to buy a little time for his wife and children to escape with his life.

"Boom" The demon beast hit the door panel again, and the wooden door was about to crack.

Mother looked at the man who was not strong, gritted her teeth, picked up Ye Feng on her back, and picked up the miscellaneous items from the other side of the house, revealing a small door leading to the outside. Every house in the town has such an emergency passage to escape in such a similar situation.

"Bang" The wooden door cracked, and most of the figure of the demon beast was already visible. There was no time to delay any longer, and the mother left the room through the hole dug in the ground.

Vaguely, Ye Feng saw a thin back figure raising a firewood knife. "Boom" the wooden door blocked the monster's footsteps for the last time, and then, it was the smoke and dust from the broken wooden planks and debris falling down.

"Roar" The roar of the demon beast came out, and then there was the sound of slamming, the impact of blades, the sound of blurred flesh and blood, and the sound of tearing......

Ye Feng stared blankly at the distant light behind him and was stunned, just like that...... Father...... That's it...... Father............

A little tear slowly wet the corners of his eyes.

"Huhu" mother carried Ye Feng, and tears couldn't stop falling. She crawled out of the ground and hurried to the cellar to uncover the dusty door, threw Ye Feng inside, and then picked up the straw on the side to cover his figure.

Ye Feng was suddenly thrown out, and his buttocks were hurt by the fall, but he didn't make a sound, because his mother didn't come in with him as she thought, but closed the door of the cellar.

"Bah" The two cold iron doors cut off all the light, and also separated Ye Feng from his mother.

Silently, Ye Feng shed tears. He probably guessed that this was the last time, Mom and Dad...... Farewell......

Where Ye Feng couldn't see, her mother was crying, her heart was full of fear, but she couldn't retreat or lose.

She grabbed an iron chisel and pierced the skin with all her might, scattering drops of blood. She bypassed Ye Feng's hiding place and ran away like a madman into the distance.

Soon, a slender demon beast came out of the hole, the corners of its mouth were still dripping with blood, and there were several wounds on the hair, as if caused by a firewood knife, but it was not very deep, and the demon blood slowly stretched out, which stimulated the ferocity of the demon beast.

"Coo" The demon beast's throat let out an inexplicable roar, and it lowered its head to sniff the remaining footprints on the ground, and the two dim green lights in its eyes were even worse, and slowly paced along the smell to the cellar.

It sniffed again, and the smell of humans was covered with straw, and he didn't notice it, but he thought it was a little strange, but immediately noticed a little blood on the side.

"Roar" the demon beast let out a low roar, and followed the blood trail away very excitedly.

Through the only small hole in the cellar that transmitted light, Ye Feng saw a little faint green light and looked inside, and immediately left, a few crimson tails drifting away in the wind.

gone, Ye Feng exhaled, yes, gone, he can finally survive. But it went and went to find ...... Mom up.

Ye Feng's heart was tightly clenched by fear, and he did not leave the so-called darkness for a moment. It was the breath of despair, with the hope and disillusionment of a child, and death with it.

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The scarlet is gone, the bloody night is coming to an end, the monsters are all beginning to retreat, leaving behind the wreckage of demons and humans, broken bones and fur, and fragments of alchemical weapons everywhere.

The demon spirit retreated, and all the soldiers did not pursue this time, but scattered around the town. The biggest loss last night was the destruction of the shelter, all the civilians were not gathered, and there were monsters infiltrating, and there would definitely be huge casualties among the scattered civilians.

All the members of the city guard were looking for the footprints of the survivors, and the tragedy of the scenes stimulated these iron-blooded men to frown, and more than a dozen of them were patronized by the demon beasts that had infiltrated the town, leaving behind the horrific corpses, bitten into a blur of flesh and blood. The floor was covered with reddish-brown clotted blood.

"Look carefully and see if there are any survivors who survive!" Fang Zhongyan, the first captain of the City Guard, led several soldiers to a new place of distress, the door of this house was smashed open by a demon beast, and the house was in shambles.

The male owner of this house should have been killed, and only half of his body was left with flesh and blood. The scene was filled with a pungent smell of blood, and the plasma had coagulated.

Fortunately, the hole in the ground on one side of the house was opened, indicating that someone else had escaped. Fang Zhongyan's brows stretched slightly, and he ordered the three soldiers to follow the footprints to search, hoping to find survivors.

Suddenly, a soldier shouted, "Here! There's a child in the cellar! He's alive!"

Fang Zhongyan immediately ran out of the house, and sure enough, a soldier picked up a child about two or three years old from the open cellar, with a pale little face still with surprise.

The soldier let him down, and the child staggered, barely standing.

Fang Zhongyan was about to speak, but the child's eyes suddenly widened and said, "Uncle, where is my father?"

There was a look on his little face that was not at all what it should be for his age, as if he knew something but didn't want to believe it.

Fang Zhongyan turned his head away, looked at the dilapidated house and stopped talking.

The child stared at a pair of big black eyes, and suddenly understood something. Quickly ran towards the house, choking and almost falling but extremely fast, Fang Zhongyan stretched out his hand to stop him but didn't have time.

The child glanced at the floor of the room, and it was as if it had been struck by lightning. "Vomit" He covered his mouth, forced himself not to vomit, and sat on his knees.

"Vomit," he covered his mouth with his hands and retched repeatedly.

It's so bloody that even a battle-hardened veteran can't stand the tragic images on the floor of the room, let alone a three-year-old child?

Fang Zhongyan was about to comfort and comfort the child, but found that the child was covering his mouth with one hand and slowly approaching the corpse on the floor. A trembling little hand reached out and stroked the face of the man who had fallen to the ground, and the crystal tears flowed down like pearls with broken threads.

"Daddy......" the child cries.

Fang Zhongyan's eyes were slightly red, and he couldn't help but want to interrupt this scene, it was too sad.

Suddenly, the child seemed to think of something, and desperately ran over and grabbed Fang Zhongyan's leg and said, "Mom, Mom, have you seen my mother? She ran away and fled outside, yes, she must have escaped, right? Uncle, have you seen her?"

Fang Zhongyan had a hard time speaking, he really couldn't bear to shatter the last bit of hope for this child.

I hope the child's mother is still alive, shouldn't such a young child let him experience this, his father is gone, and he will take his mother away?

However, while Fang Zhongyan was still thinking about how to comfort the child, several soldiers came from a distance, all with blue faces.

Approaching, one of the leading soldiers said: "Report, no survivors were found, we followed the trails, but only found ...... Found this one on there. ”

The soldier pulled out a bloodstained strip of cloth from his back, as if it had been torn from someone's clothes. A few words were scrawled on the strip of cloth with mottled blood: "Feng'er, you must live." ”

Fang Zhongyan suddenly felt a strong clenching in his legs, almost clenching him through the thick clothes.

An indescribable aura poured out from that child, Fang Zhongyan was startled, he didn't have time to think about why a child was so powerful, he just instinctively felt the stormy waves gushing out of this child...... Sadness.

At this time, the night finally receded, and the dawn of dawn pierced the sky and shone here. Everyone came out of their covers to welcome the new day.

However, it can be seen that the color of the sun is abyssal pitch black, which is the symbol of the demon Luo, eternal despair.

The child who was still holding Fang Zhongyan's leg before suddenly let go of his hand and let out a long howl: "Ah!"

Above the child's head, a chaotic-colored rune vaguely emerged and burst into the air, and waves of air rolled in.

Fang Zhongyan was shocked and retreated, and said with a shocked face: "This is ...... Primordial Runes!"

"Still so young, awakened?" he said almost tremblingly, "and, this breath...... This breath ......"

A shadow appeared under the chaotic-colored rune and then disappeared vaguely, and the original rune became clear and fully formed, and the fluctuations in circles rippled, exuding a vague qi.

Fang Zhongyan felt this power and said, "This is the breath of destruction!"