In a wilderness at the southern foot of Yanqiu, a dilapidated ancient post road is like a long snake that has been sleeping for thousands of years, lonely across the border between Yanqiu and the Central Plains, winding to an unknown distance.

On this day, the sun is setting and the twilight is falling.

In the wilderness, except for the bleak barren grass and weathered rocks, there was a desolation and silence all around, and there was hardly any living thing to be seen.

However, at this time, two figures, one large and one small, suddenly appeared on this wilderness, and they supported each other and slowly walked along the ancient post road.

Looking closely, the taller figure turned out to be a middle-aged man full of heroism.

I saw that he was wearing a cyan robe, a shawl with long hair, and a broadsword about five feet long straddled on his back, but at this time he was half of his body, covering his chest with his hands and coughing from time to time.

To his left was a little boy who looked no more than eight or nine years old, dressed in a gray cloth gown, with his hair tossed in a straw rope, a weak body, and a short bronze sword on his back.

Looking at their age and dress, the two look like a pair of father and son in distress. I don't know how long they have been on this desolate ancient post road, and where they are going...

The afterglow of the setting sun stained this dilapidated ancient post road into blood red, and the two figures were so dazzling in this blood-colored world.

At this time, the middle-aged man suddenly slowed down, his half-rickety body straightened, and he looked up at the end of the vast ancient post road in front of him.

After half a ring, the middle-aged man slowly retracted his gaze, he couldn't help coughing violently, he raised his sleeve and wiped it at the corner of his mouth, only he could see it, the sleeve was covered with black and purple blood stains, which was shocking.

The little boy looked up at the middle-aged man with concern, and the middle-aged man realized it, reached out and stroked the little boy's head, indicating that it didn't matter.

After walking for nearly an hour, the cold wind gradually entered the night, slightly invading, and the sky in the distance, I don't know when, was completely covered with a layer of misty fog, and the twilight gradually shrouded the two figures, one large and one small.

"Uncle," the little boy called suddenly.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was stunned at first, looked down at the tired little boy, and said with concern: "Xiao worry, what's wrong?"

"Where are we going?"

The little boy tilted his head, his voice as small as a whisper in his ear, more like he had suddenly asked such a sentence after a long struggle.

The middle-aged man paused slightly, looked up at the front again, and then looked down at the little boy and said, "Go to the end of this post road."

"Where is the end?" said the boy, looking expectant.

The middle-aged man stroked the little boy's head dotingly, and said with a light smile: "That is a place where there is food to eat, a bed to sleep in, and no bad people to disturb you." ”

"That's wonderful," the little boy was overjoyed when he heard this, and his eyes were as clear as water.

The middle-aged man looked tender, exhaled lightly, and then led the little boy back to walk towards the front of the ancient post road.

The wind swept the clouds, and the dark moon covered the sand.

After walking for another hour, the speed of the two of them slowed down significantly, the night invaded like a tide, and the wilderness was sporadically flooded with ghostly fires, and the roar of unknown beasts in the distance pierced the void from afar, making people feel chills.

At this moment, suddenly something strange happened.

The middle-aged man suddenly fell to his knees with a thud, spitting out a mouthful of black blood from his mouth, and his face was full of pain.

In a hurry, he hurriedly settled down, and a cyan light appeared in the palm of his hand, and he slapped twice on his chest, trying to suppress the onset of toxicity in his body.

In the dim moonlight, I saw that the middle-aged man's face was pale, and together with the seven orifices, he began to slowly ooze black and purple dirty blood, his eyes were scarlet, his face was hideous, and his body was steaming up and down with cold air, like a beast about to go crazy, and his appearance was extremely terrifying.

The little boy was frightened by this sudden scene, and he didn't know what to do when he was frightened, so he howled and cried: "Woo woo... Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

The middle-aged man felt the temperature coming from the little boy's palm, gritted his teeth and forcibly controlled the spread of toxicity in his body, regained a trace of consciousness, and comforted: "Xiao worry... Don't cry, uncle is fine..."

"Woo... Uncle, you'll be fine. The little boy cried and threw himself into the arms of the middle-aged boy.

The middle-aged man hugged the little boy with his thick arms and comforted: "Little worry... Well, you are a man now, and you will have to protect your uncle when you grow up. ”

Only others could see that the middle-aged man's face was full of pain and gloom, in fact, he had long known that it was a miracle that he could support it until now.

However, at this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly looked cold, his cold gaze swept around, and then almost without thinking, a ball of cyan light shot out from the palm of his hand, quickly enveloping the little boy and protecting him.

Almost at the same time, in the vast night, a chilling wind suddenly blew.

This yin wind, the cold and bitter cold, flashed rapidly, and in an instant the temperature of this wilderness quickly dropped to a freezing point, as if even the surrounding air was frozen.

Suddenly, a thick black gas floated down three feet in front of the middle-aged man, and the black gas swept in, touching the ground and condensing into a group, and a black figure would appear.

This black shadow was dressed in a black robe and a black hat, and his whole body was shrouded in black qi, and his gloomy aura was so gloomy that he couldn't see the specific appearance.

"I didn't expect that after being poisoned by the 'Lunar Eclipse', we would have escaped so far, but we underestimated you. As soon as the black-robed man landed, he spoke angrily.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to be surprised by the black-robed man who came from the sky, he just straightened his somewhat stiff body with difficulty, and then shook the hand of the little boy who had been holding it all along.

"Although death is on the verge of death, it is not enough to be scared like this, right?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man was still half-kneeling on the ground, the black-robed man couldn't help but wonder: "Should I call you the 'first lord' you respected? or the green eagle? Oh, no, the green rooster seems to be more appropriate... Haha..."

The middle-aged man was still expressionless, he struggled to struggle with his trance-like consciousness, gritted his teeth and stood up, he clearly knew that what was going to happen next was another life-and-death battle.

However, such a simple action of the middle-aged man to get up made the black-robed man's entire body shake with it, and the black qi that had always lingered around his body also jumped a few times uneasily.

The surrounding air was suddenly filled with a resolute aura of death, and the killing machine was complete.