Yunero had a flashback to the past, and for as long as he could remember, all he could remember was the dim, gloomy bunker, the Terran concentration camp, a musty, filthy, chain-fed hell.

And his only impression of where was the cold, where there was no dignity, only whips and slavery, that winter when the Terran soldiers drove some of the old and young who had no labor force out of the concentration camp, he was also driven out and separated from his parents, and since the moment he walked out of the prison door, he looked back at his parents who were covered in dirt and iron ropes and blinded under the harsh slavery and torture, and he had not seen them again, and the image of his parents was only the scars and dirt in his mind, and their faces were blurred.

In the cold and frozen snowfield, the wind and snow are falling endlessly, he follows the orc women and children who have been driven out to move aimlessly, they don't know where they are going, just use this movement to prove that they are alive, they all know that as long as they stop moving, it means the end of life, the wind and snow have long made them unconscious, so death and survival are just the difference between them and not moving.

When a hungry wolf pounced on an elderly orc woman beside Youneru, viciously biting her throat, the hot blood spilled out and sprinkled onto Youneru's face, adding a particularly dazzling scarlet to the monotonous snowfield.

"It's so warm!" Yunero stretched out her trembling hand and touched the blood on her face, the pungent liquid was quickly frozen into ice crystals by the ice and snow, and the warmth quickly disappeared with the wind and snow.

Looking at the giant wolf that pounced on him, he didn't know that an impulse rose in his heart, an impulse that he had never had before, he wanted to kill this giant wolf, picked up a branch from the ground, his numb heart produced a kind of fear, it should not be said to be a kind of madness, he used all his strength to attack the giant wolf, he didn't know why he resisted, maybe it was fear, maybe it was the will to fight, Yune Ruo couldn't think of what kind of love it was now.

Fighting with the giant wolf, although he was thin and weak, he was knocked down many times, but he didn't give up, anyway, he had nothing but the warm blood, feeling the liquid in his body that could make him feel warm, when the giant wolf tore his skin and blood flowed out of his body, Yunero felt extremely excited, he was obsessed with the warm feeling of blood, maybe he fought for this warmth! Whether it was the wolf's blood or his own blood, he wanted to enjoy that warmth through the fight!

Grom's tall back appeared before him, the wolf was slain like an ant in his hands, and when Grom came to him and draped the thick cloak over him, Younero felt a great warmth, and the tall back held up the sky in his eyes.

Grom took him as an apprentice on the spot and taught him swordsmanship, and at that moment Yunero's eyes seemed to become so energetic.

He followed Grom to learn the sword, learning this kind of fighting swordsmanship, he saw Grom's satisfied eyes, it was like feeling the warm spring sun, that warmth flowed all over his body, he devoted himself to learning the sword, in order to get Grom's approval, and since then he feels that life has meaning.

Garosh's unprovoked provocation and blame, Yuneruo didn't have a little hatred for him, and Garosh's blame was broken by Grom outside the door at night, he clearly saw the pain and sadness in Grom's eyes, those eyes made him very uncomfortable, he packed his bags and left the Warsong Clan, no one knew how deep his feelings were for Grom.

A man and a sword wandered aimlessly in the deserted and unaccompanied world, and he had a great longing for Grom, and the sword seemed to become Grom, and holding him, he felt that the tall back was always by his side.

In an encounter with the Terran legion in a canyon, he raised his sword and killed the legion of more than fifty people, when the blood of the Terran stained a sword-like boulder, a sword rushed out of the boulder, a sword of the shadow of the sword swung out of a sword, the sword disappeared from heaven and earth, only the eternal sword of the heaven and earth, after the sword disappeared, it never appeared again, the master stood in front of the boulder for three days and three nights, and then he broke through the instantaneous thousand, and the sword that dominated the world remained in his mind forever, and from then on the name of the master was the master。

After that, he didn't know how long he had been wandering, only that Thrall began to lead his troops to lead the orcs to start the war of independence, and when he helped the orcs against the humans, he heard that Grom was killed in the sword, and Yunero was shocked to hear the bad news and rushed back to the Sword Tent, and saw Grom, who had been completely destroyed, and the tall figure became so rickety and old in his eyes.

When Grom saw Yuneru, he seemed to see through his heart and said: "Yunero! It's not that the master is old, but that your sky doesn't need to be supported by your teacher, and the end of your sword path is not for the teacher but higher!

On that day, the back of Gromna, the head of the city of Falada, disappeared at the head of the city, like a knife engraved in Yunero's mind, like the sunset in the western mountains, the sun in Yunero's heart sank forever, he seemed to return to that cold and lonely wasteland, that kind of bone-chilling cold made people fall into despair, and his heart and body were stiff and numb in the cold.

The blood oozing from the seven orifices was still as warm as it was back then, but Grom was no longer the young child who was powerless to fight, and Grom's voice lingered in his head: "I have always believed that your shoulders will carry the sky that I will not be able to reach in my life, and your sword will be irresistible!"

Yuneruo's eyes became incomparably scarlet, it was not a bloody battle but a kind of sword intent, a kind of sword heart, Yunero's body suddenly released a huge sword momentum dominated by the Eight Desolations of Heaven and Earth, like a blazing sun shining on the heavens and the earth to dominate the heavens and the earth.

Yunero was covered with a strange scarlet aura, the sword danced, pressing towards the chaos of the Split Kun, Yuwenlie's sword momentum was melted away by Yunero's sword like the sun melting snow, at this time, Yuneruo was the master of the sword, which was inherited from the 'master' sword path of the afterimage.

Yuwenlie was locked by the huge sword momentum, Yunerao's sword was pressed down like Tianluo, the kind of sword momentum that dominated Yiqiē made Yuwenlie almost lose his resistance, Yuwenlie felt that Kun Dong and the sword were gradually consumed, at this time, Yuneruo was like the sun in the middle of the sky, and the ten thousand rays of light dominated the life and death of these ten thousand spirits.

Yu Wenlie shouted violently, "Earth Venerable Armor!" The earth venerable armor was added, and the earth's strong momentum resisted the master's sword, but Yuwen Lie's cracked kun rebellion and sword light disappeared like the melting snow of the scorching sun and was shattered by the sword momentum of the master, and the terrifying defensive power of the earth zun armor also melted under the sword momentum.

A wave of despair welled up in Yu Wenlie's heart, his strongest sword move was completely broken under the unknown sword of the master, could it be so desperate?

Feng Sinan saw Yunero's vast sword momentum, and his heart trembled and shouted angrily: "No!"

Yunero's sword is like an irresistible will to dominate heaven and earth, Yu Wenlie looked up at this like an irresistible sword, is this the will of heaven? Is it about to end? No! My life is up to me! The feeling of being controlled by an inexplicable force in the underworld is used in my heart, and the fateful duel with Sargeras, the entanglement with the Wu clan and the Xinghe clan, and the happiness and sorrow of being abandoned by the world come to my heart.

Yu Wenlie waved Chongyue, that crazy thought surged into his heart, but at this time, Chongyue suddenly became as heavy as the sky, Yu Wenlie roared Chongyue couldn't suppress him, this was his declaration of war to the sky, and his heart was unwilling!

However, no matter how hard he tried at this time, Chongyue didn't move at all! At this moment, he couldn't lift Chongyue.

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