Prologue
Night!
The night is deep!
The night is cold and the wind is like a knife!
"Boom~~~!"
Suddenly, I saw that heavy clouds, suddenly shrouded in the coast of the East China Sea!
"Whew~~~!"
Immediately above the surface of the sea, the wind roared!
"Wow!"
The hurricane waves began to rage wildly everywhere!
"Boom, boom, boom~~~!"
The rolling waves of the sea crashed mercilessly on the shore!
Looking from afar, I saw that the water and the sky were connected, the black pressure was overwhelming, and the waves rolled up the rocks, like a shocking wave!
"Boom!"
"Click!"
Suddenly, on the sea not far away, a small boat, suddenly tore to pieces by the hurricane waves!
"Plop!"
A pitch-black figure suddenly jumped into the sea from the torn ship!
For a moment and a half, I couldn't see it anymore, half a trace of the figure!
"Smack!"
"Click~~~!"
In a moment, a wooden plank of the ship was hit by a huge wave on the rock, and it was immediately broken into more than a dozen sections!
"Whoa~~~!"
Suddenly, I saw the fierce wave falling. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Huh!"
In the midst of that huge wave, it flashed out in shock, a very sharp eye!
Immediately, when the second wave rolled up and fell, this sharp gaze was already a few feet closer to the shore, and his face could be faintly seen.
In such a storm, it is really unbelievable to say that in the midst of a hurricane and a seabed at the bottom of the sea, a person will come out!
But after more than a dozen huge waves hit, there was really a figure, step by step, on the beach by the rock.
"Thunderbolt!"
Suddenly, in the thick black clouds, there was a sudden flash of lightning!
I saw that this figure had a shawl in his hair, half-concealed his face, and held a strange-shaped sword five feet long in his hand.
At that moment, I saw that on the back of his hand holding the sword, green tendons appeared.
It seemed that at that moment, he would rather lose everything in the world than relax this sword for a moment.
Seeing such a situation, it was evident that after seeing that the boat he was riding on had been destroyed by the hurricane, he had the long sword in his hand and walked up from the bottom of the sea step by step.
And the relentless hurricane waves couldn't beat him back.
I saw that after he came ashore, he took a few steps forward, and his body fell to the ground.
However, before he fell, his body was still as straight as a gun, and his eyes were still as sharp as lightning.
(Today is the "August 1st" Army Day, and I would like to release the new book "A Sword Sacred Love" here, and I also want to take this opportunity to wish all the soldiers of the motherland a happy holiday!)
(Subsequent updates to this book may start in mid-August, so stay tuned!)