'A thousand miles are barren, and a city is lonely. ’

'The craftsman shop is boiling and the iron is smashed!'

Ten years ago, the demon tide swept Kyushu, the corpses of the human race were all over the field, and the blood flowed like a river, and the elite of the human race was exhausted but could not stop the pace of the demon race, until half a year ago, the demon race came to the front of Dadong Mountain leading to the 6 continents, and the decisive battle between the two races began.

The blacksmith surnamed Ye Mingcheng suddenly came out of nowhere, smashed the entire Dadong Mountain with a hammer, the demon clan stopped, and the turbulent tide of ten years finally receded.

This limerick poem that has just spread all over Kyushu is to describe the blacksmith Ye who has been working for 33 years in the lonely smoke city of Barren Prefecture.

Since then, the barren state, which had always been regarded as a place abandoned by the people of the six continents, was overcrowded, and the infamous Lonely Smoke City became a holy place in the hearts of countless cultivators overnight.

In the early morning, the gates of the Lonely Smoke City, which sat on the dry plains, were pushed open, and a carriage made of precious black iron slowly drove out, followed by a father and daughter.

Two maroon horses pulled the heavy carriage forward ten paces and then stopped, looking back in unison as if waiting for their master to get on the car.

Since the Human Emperor and the Demon Emperor disappeared in Kyushu together, Ye Cheng, who had dominated the coquettish for a hundred years in the first war, pulled his stubborn daughter and sighed helplessly.

Ye Cheng looks rugged, not only does his face have a scruffy beard, but the front of his shirt has oil stains left by not knowing when he ate.

Beside him was his only daughter, Ye Ningshuang.

Ye Ningshuang is ten years old this year, she was born in the year when the demon tide came, although she understands that her sloppy father seems to have done something terrible, but this has nothing to do with family status, and it has nothing to do with whether she leaves or stays.

So Ye Cheng just sighed, and Ye Ningshuang, who didn't look like Ye Cheng at all, stared at his eyes like stars and said seriously and sternly: "You are so sloppy, I'm leaving, who will wash your clothes?"

Ye Cheng was embarrassed when he heard this, scratched his messy head and said, "Washing clothes is not important, your future is more important." ”

Ye Ningshuang was young, so she naturally didn't know the way to practice, so she opened her mouth and asked again: "Who cooks for you?"

Ye Cheng is also reluctant in his heart, his life in the past three years has almost been taken care of by his daughter, but her spiritual root is ice, and if she wants to practice supernatural powers in the future, it is naturally cold ice supernatural powers.

And he is known to the world, striking iron for thirty-three years, once he had an epiphany, he cultivated weapons and magical powers, so he naturally taught his daughter something, so he contacted the snow cover door in the six gates of smoke and rain, hoping that the old brothers of the snow cover door could carefully teach him the pearl of his palm.

Before this, he had done a full month of ideological education, which coaxed Ye Ningshuang outside the city gate today, Ye Cheng knew that he had to be ruthless now, and only in this way could he send Ye Ningshuang away.

As a result, Ye Cheng's face darkened, and his whole temperament changed in vain, as if he had returned to Dadong Mountain.

Ye Ningshuang raised her little face and looked at her father's rare and strict appearance, and said fearlessly: "I'm your daughter, what garlic are you putting in front of me?"

Ye Cheng suddenly wilted, sighed helplessly again, but raised his finger and pointed to the sky.

Ye Ningshuang raised his face and saw the Tianyan in the sky, which had long been accustomed to people, like the sun and the moon, that is, the huge crack in the sky.

Ye Cheng said earnestly: "Tianyan is the dream place of human cultivation, people live a lifetime, there must always be some pursuits, I really want to see the scenery there." ”

Ye Ningshuang was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then turned around and walked to the carriage.

This scene came too suddenly, and Ye Ningshuang, who had always had a good idea, actually changed her mind to board the carriage, which made Ye Cheng stunned for a moment.

After this moment, the red horse looked into the distance, and Ye Cheng realized that his daughter was leaving, and he couldn't help but hurriedly shouted: "Ye Zi, be polite when you go to 6 continents." ”

"Yezi, you should communicate more with your fellow disciples and brothers on weekdays, don't always cherish words like gold. ”

"Yezi, Dad will send you a letter, you remember to reply. ”

"Yezi, our family is not short of money now, so let's spend it hard. ”

With the sound of leaves, the carriage was getting smaller and smaller in Ye Cheng's eyes.

Ye Cheng didn't know how to describe the feeling in his heart at this time, he only felt that his eyes were a little wet, but he could clearly see his daughter poking her head out of the carriage in the distance.

Ye Ningshuang pursed her lips under the gallop of the carriage, the whistling wind blew her silky, she used all her strength, and only shouted: "Dad, take care." ”

In an instant, a hammer smashed Dadong Mountain, and Ye Cheng burst into tears when he was invincible.

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The remnant sun is like blood, shrouding the battlefield of the continuous mountain range centered on Dadong Mountain.

Everywhere here are the blood washed away by the rain, the rancid stench that the strong wind blows away, and the stumps and broken arms that the wolves can't eat, as if to show the victory of the human race.

Before the decisive battle began, many of the local mountain people living here began to migrate, but the demon tide came too quickly, and some of them were trapped in the mountains, living in stone caves and surviving.

The decisive battle between humans and demons did not affect these exiles, but the environment created after the decisive battle killed many people.

After the corpse of the demon clan decomposes, it will form a toxin that spreads in the air, when Dadong Mountain is shattered by Ye Cheng, and the human race pursues the victory, how many thousands of corpses of the demon clan are left in this hundred miles?

Maybe for a cultivator, this toxin is nothing, but for ordinary people, it is enough to be fatal!

Lin Fan is one of these exiles, he is only nine years old, he has been raised by an unreliable uncle since he was a child, and when the demon tide arrived, his uncle had long since disappeared, leaving him alone to flee with the villagers.

But even more unfortunate is that Lin Fan has a disease, hazy eyes, this disease not only leads him to only half a zhang of visibility, but also leads him to lose a large team in a flight.

Fortunately, Lin Fan is an optimistic child, and because of his unreliable uncle's free-range style, he has been taking care of himself most of the time since he was five years old, so he has some survival ability.

It's just that as time goes by, the smell of the demon clan's corpse is getting stronger and stronger, and if you stay any longer, you will be smoked to death sooner or later!

For this reason, Lin Fan summoned all the courage in his thin body, looked up at his pale little face, trembled his lips, and walked forward with a broken sword that he picked up from nowhere, but the height was just right for him to use as a crutch.

The broken sword was very broken, and the appearance was very poor, but it was very hard.

It can help him move forward with poor eyesight.

Keep walking!

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The galloping carriage went faster and faster, as if it were about to fly.

In the carriage as gentle as spring, Ye Ningshuang was looking at his future master.

Ye Ningshuang's future master is called Mo Yu, who is over 100 years old, but he looks only in his thirties because of his success in refining qi.

As early as two months ago, Mo Yu arrived in Lonely Smoke City, and at a glance she knew that Ye Ningshuang was her best heir to the mantle, she liked this little girl who was quiet on weekdays, but this little girl also made her eat a lot of closed-door soup.

But now it seems that that qiē is irrelevant, Ye Ningshuang got into this carriage, and naturally followed her to the Snow Gate, became the senior sister of the Snow Gate, and became her disciple.

And it was also necessary for her to establish a relationship with her future disciple, so Mo Yu broke the silence in the carriage and asked a very clever question: "Why did you change your mind?"

Ye Ningshuang's bright eyes regained their brilliance, and she replied softly, "Actually, I want to go up and have a look." ”

This answer was somewhat unexpected by Mo Yu, but it was undoubtedly a very satisfying one, and she chuckled, laughing out of the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

Going to Tianyan to see the scenery, Mo Yu had seen it before, so she understood what kind of strength she needed to have to see the scenery there, so she said, "Then you have to work hard in the future." ”

Ye Ningshuang nodded heavily, Mo Yu lifted the bead curtain, looked at the scenery flying outside the window and said, "It's late, go to bed early, it won't be long before you can see the mountain that your father smashed." “

Ye Ningshuang didn't know how to answer, her temperament was like this, it seemed that she only talked more in front of Ye Cheng, seeing that Mo Yu began to make the bed, she used her actions to help to express her kindness.

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Lin Fan's health is getting worse and worse after nearly a month, although he wraps his mouth and nose in rags, and has been walking around the mountain road with the least corpse odor, but he can't help but inhale corpse odor toxins.

What's even more terrifying is that the closer to the junction of Shanzhou and the 6 continents, the stronger the smell of corpses, Lin Fan knows that with his footsteps, if he continues to walk around the mountains is equivalent to chronic suicide, he has to prepare to walk into the official road, only in the shortest distance from the 6 continents, he can have a chance of life.

After three more days, the worn boots didn't know if they had walked too many places full of blood and water, and they were a few points redder than the red light on the horizon, and Lin Fan finally walked into the official road full of corpses.

After squinting his eyes and confirming the direction, Lin Fan ignored the piles of corpses piled up on the left and right sides like undulating mountains, and accelerated his pace without stopping, at this time he had already begun to cough up blood.

Speeding up his pace meant expending more of his body, and Lin Fan's weak body reached a critical point when he walked to the starry sky, began to shake, and began to fall.

Every time he fell, Lin Fan would use the broken sword to prop up his body and get up quickly, he knew that once he couldn't stand up quickly, he might never be able to stand up.

Dozens of times this was repeated, and without any surprise he fell again in the quiet moonlight, and he fell into a puddle of viscosity, as if a liquid had seeped into his eyes.

He felt that his eyes were a little dark, and he used the broken sword to support his body again, and before he could rub his eyes, he vomited a stream of blood.

He knew he was going to die, but he couldn't grieve anyway.

I don't know if Lin Fan's natural optimism is causing trouble, he actually grinned at the terrifying world in front of him and showed a kind smile.

While he smiled, the heavens seemed to have mercy on him for once, and suddenly a voice came from afar, from far to near.

The sound of horses' hooves!

Lin Fan turned around with difficulty, squinted his eyes again and tried to see the scene in front of him clearly, but the two jujube red horses turned into two flames in his eyes.

The fire came to him quickly, he did not dodge, he was powerless to dodge, the carriage stopped in front of him, and then the footsteps sounded.

The world in Lin Fan's eyes has become more and more blurred, but he still saw a red dress and a ponytail.

However, when he still wanted to see more clearly, the picture in front of him seemed to be smeared with heavy ink, darker and darker, until all color was lost.

The sharp pain in his eyes made Lin Fan let out a miserable scream in pain.

A small but warm palm took his hand at this time, and trembled a little, as if it was suffering with him.

Lin Fan felt the warmth of the moment, and then lost all consciousness.

Ye Ningshuang, who was dressed in red, watched Lin Fan fall to the ground softly, showing a worried expression, and looked at the carriage.

Mo Yu's voice in the carriage came as promised: "His eyes are oozing with demon blood, and his body is afraid that it has been corroded by corpse poison for a long time." But this thing, you decide. ”

Ye Ningshuang's Qi refining has been progressing rapidly recently, and she easily picked up Lin Fan, who was much thinner than her, and put him in the carriage, making a decision with her actions.

From time to time, the horses galloped all the way in the dark night with the horses pulling the carriage like fire, and the surrounding corpse mountains flew in front of Ye Ningshuang, who opened the bead curtain, and the starlight splashed in this human purgatory was thrown behind the carriage of the horse, looking back like a milky way.

It's just that neither Mo Yu nor Ye Ningshuang noticed that the Milky Way behind him had some temperatures, and those undetectable temperatures came from the broken sword that was held tightly in Lin Fan's hand even if he was unconscious!

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Lin Fan had a dream.

In the dream, there is a scorching blacksmith shop, green smoke in the chimney, the sound of striking iron over and over again, and a little girl who is happy in red clothes but is silent on weekdays.

These images pass so quickly that they disappear in an instant.

Lin Fan somehow stared at it, and saw the picture of the girl in red and her father separated.

Listening to the old blacksmith's leaves, Lin Fan inexplicably felt that his eyes were moist, and he remembered his unreliable uncle.

In his short life, only his uncle gave him what he called 'affection'.

Immediately afterward, his eyes went dark and his consciousness began to awaken.

The body was the first to feel the turbulence, and the hilt of the broken sword was still clenched in his hand, which was extremely warm.

A hot towel was attached to Lin Fan's forehead, and Lin Fan realized that he had been rescued and that he was blind.

But the dark world didn't give him a sense of fear, he was a little happy, so he laughed, revealing the shallow dimple next to the corner of his mouth on the left.

Ye Ningshuang and Mo Yu looked at Lin Fan's smile and admitted that his smile was indeed very clean and good-looking, but they were very puzzled.

Lin Fan was rescued, it was Ye Ningshuang's decision, so Mo Yu didn't plan to get involved, but glanced at Ye Ningshuang.

Ye Ningshuang came to Lin Fan's bed and asked, "You are blind, why can you still laugh?"

This was the first time Lin Fan heard her voice, which was a little pleasant and a little stiff, as if she rarely spoke on weekdays. He replied: "In the past, I had hazy eyes, and I had to use a blind cane to walk on weekdays, but in fact, it is not much different from now, and it is more important to be alive." ”

Ye Ningshuang blinked her bright eyes like stars, and for some reason she was a little speechless.

It's good to be alive, in Lin Fan's mouth, it is easy and casual, but Ye Ningshuang knows that he must have experienced a lot of terrifying things.

Seeing that Lin Fan seemed to be still immersed in the joy of being alive, Ye Ningshuang also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he still explained sternly: "Demon blood is in the eyes, and the master is not sure if he can cure you."

After finishing speaking, she scratched her head, a little naïve, but unfortunately Lin Fan couldn't see it.

Lin Fan didn't feel any special discomfort at the girl's bluntness, he clenched the fist of his left arm, stretched out the warm futon, and said sincerely: "Thank you." ”

After Ye Ningshuang was silent for a while, she looked at Lin Fan and said, "My name is Ye Ningshuang." ”

Lin Fan spread out his palms clenched into fists, smiled and said, "Lin Fan"

Ye Ningshuang shook his hand and expressed kindness with his actions.

Lin Fan felt that her hands were warm.

But he didn't expect that what he saw not long ago was Ye Ningshuang's past, and he couldn't imagine that although he was blind, because the blind cane he picked up casually was the sword of the human emperor who slashed the past mirror by Zhou Tianren, he could see the past that many people couldn't see!

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