"Xiao Yu, don't cry, people will eventually die, the day of me and your mother has come, the old guys are waiting for us in the arms of the stars!"

"Hehe, compared to those guys who have already left early, we are already very lucky to be able to watch you grow from a small baby to ten years old day by day!"

The sunset is like blood.

The battle for the defense of the city has just ended.

In front of the solemn and solemn gate of the ancestral house, the thin young man burst into tears, and his immature face was full of sorrow, anger and hatred.

A middle-aged couple sits in a pool of blood on the steps of the house.

They were covered in blood.

The wife had a broken spear stuck in her chest, her body pierced through her body, and she was already in her last place, while the man had lost both legs and an arm, and a small sword one finger long was stuck in his forehead.

But he mysteriously didn't die.

As if returning to the light, the man still maintained a clear mind.

With his only remaining arm, the man held his wife alone.

The tearful teenager in front of him is the only son of the couple.

The man looked at the child in front of him, his eyes were full of doting, and there were some indescribable feelings.

He smiled.

"Wipe away your tears, little man, now you have to hear clearly, I have something very important to explain to you, remember, you must firmly remember, after I leave with your mother, you will have to guard the grave in front of the grave for four years, you must guard it for four years, even if it is one day less, you know?"

The boy nodded again and again, tears raining down.

"I know what you're thinking, don't do that, anger without strength, meaningless. You've always wanted to go to the White Deer Academy, you want to practice martial arts, you want to become a powerful martial artist, but my little man, this can't work, at least not for the four years you have been guarding the tomb......"

"Don't ask me why, remember, in these four years, you have to be like a speck of dust falling into the desert, obscure, so that the entire Luming County will forget that there is such a person as you...... Of course, it would be better if he became a fool or a madman in the eyes of others, but I think, my little feather, don't bother to do that!"

"After four years, you can do whatever you want, if one day, you can become a powerhouse in the realm of the bitter sea, then you must go to the Snow Country Palace and retrieve something that should belong to you, and when the time comes, this badge will tell you the truth!"

As he spoke, the man placed a brass sword badge in the palm of the young man's hand.

These few words and this action seemed to exhaust the last of his life.

Then all the sparkle on the man's face began to fade abruptly.

The man's face instantly turned pale, and there was no longer the slightest trace of blood, and blood spurted out of his mouth in large gulps.

"Daddy......" the boy shouted in despair.

"Also, do you remember the nameless meditation technique I taught you? Guarding the tomb for four years, you must insist on cultivating it and let it become your instinct, can you do it?"

The boy nodded desperately.

"That's good......" The man's eyes lost the last of their brilliance, and he was no longer able to see due to severe injuries and blood loss.

He lowered his head and kissed his dying wife lightly on the forehead, and said in a voice that only he could hear, "Yingying, I'm sorry ......"

Then, the man died suddenly.

The corner of his wife's eyes in his arms seemed to sense something, and she shed a clear and crystal tear, and she also lost her breath at the same moment.

The boy knelt in a pool of blood, holding a brass sword badge in his hand, and wept bitterly.

His name is Ye Qingyu.

Since then, in the slum on the edge of the northern district of Luming County, in a barren grass cemetery of less than one acre, an unknown teenager has been staying for four years.

For the vast majority of the four years, he sat like a statue at the grave, like a fool.

As a result, countless cynicism and rumors swarmed in.

Most people believe that after experiencing the blow of the death of both parents, the young man who was amazingly intelligent and talented in the past, and the boy who was once recognized by the old dean of Bailu Academy as a genius on the first day of Luming County, has been abolished.

Ye Qingyu completely lost his soul, became stupid and stupid, and became a pitiful worm.

A fool who can be bullied at will.

So a person who used to be a friend of the Ye family, at a very low price, half-deceived and half-bought, took away a golden spirit weapon sword collected by the Ye family.

Some people also used means to occupy the magpie's nest and take away the Ye family's property in Beicheng.

There is also a small nobleman who bullied others and forcibly seized the Ye family's ancestral home.

Little by little, the teenager is losing a qiē.

He didn't seem to have the slightest power to resist.

It seems that anyone can bully him at will, and they can spit in his face with impunity.

But the boy himself didn't care about this qiē at all.

Until one day, his former playmate also left him.

"Brother Qingyu, you have fallen, but I have grown, I'm sorry, the oath of mutual companionship and protection in the past, just let it drift in the wind, don't blame me for being too realistic, it's just ...... I've been admitted to White Hart Academy, goodbye - no, probably never again!"

The little girl with pigtails who followed him like a fart in the past, the little girl who had received countless juvenile funding to help protect her, left such a sentence and resolutely turned around.

Surrounded by a group of people in fine clothes, she left without looking back.

Her talent is amazing, all parties are alarmed, and she is destined to soar into the sky.

And he has to undergo the lonely test of four years in obscurity in front of the grave in this wasteland.