Asura God

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408 Blood Tear (1)

Seventy-six people sat scattered on different stone platforms, and the burning flame of the lamp was like the shadow of a demon, covering everyone in front of them.

Gradually ...

They fell into a nightmare world, first lost, then lost, and finally forgotten the real and the illusory.

This is the power of the lanterns, bringing them all into the world deep in their hearts.

These people can represent the new generation in their respective regions. They are strong, they are proud, their desire for strength is particularly strong, and they are destined to have various obsessions in their hearts.

They are young and arrogant, and proud, and they are destined that at some time and occasion in the past, they will, in order to achieve their goals, for more growth, choose no means, or do more things that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

They have stood at the top of the pyramids in their respective areas, welcoming the admiration of the family and even outsiders, eager to become better and stronger, in fact they are also afraid of losing their honor and degrading their strength.

During their growth, too many and too many events were precipitated, too many and too many emotions were suppressed, and there were too many, too many secrets, some of which they didn't even know about themselves. Because they are young, they are more engaged in martial arts and growth, they are looking for opportunities, and gradually forget these 'hidden dangers', and they do not know how to deal with them.

Today, the lamp is bright and bright, dimly lit. These 76 rookies will face their hearts for the first time and focus on their minds for the first time. This is a precious opportunity for them now and for the future.

Qin Ming fell into a dream, his consciousness was completely sunk, and he no longer knew he was in vain.

"Minger, what are you doing?"

A soft woman came in the light and shadow, and embraced a seven-year-old boy from behind. He followed his gaze to the high altitude. In the blue sky, two birds of prey were fighting fiercely, and they flickered up and down Scattered crickets, crisp cries rang through the sky. [Zero ↑ ​​nine △ small ↓ said △ net]

The boy pointed at the raptor in the sky: "Mother, can we fly?"

"Stupid child, how can a man fly without wings?" The woman petted his tender cheek.

"My father said that he can fly as a warrior." The boy looked up, his eyes were curious, and he yearned more.

"Becoming a warrior will make you strong, but to fly, you need to become stronger."

"How strong is stronger."

The woman held up the boy's hand and pointed at the big tree in the yard: "Now you are the seed of this tree. To become a warrior, it means that you have to change from seed to sapling. To fly, you have to grow taller than it. "

"Mother, what about you?" The boy looked up at his mother.

The woman chuckled and held him in her arms.

The boy muttered dissatisfied: "Mother, I am seven years old and grown up, don't hold me anymore."

The woman scratched his nose and laughed, "No matter how old you are, you are a child in front of me."

The boy reached out to grab the fluttering branches of the tree: "What can I do to become a warrior."

"Eat more, don't picky eaters, exercise more, go to bed early and get up early."

"Nonsense, my father said it was difficult."

"Hello, I'm happy." The woman kissed the boy's white tender cheek.

The boy tilted his head and looked at his mother, wondering, "Mother, why are you crying?"

The woman's soft laughter gently softened his wind-torn black hair: "I'm happy to see my life."

"See you every day."

"Yeah ... I'm by your side every day, I ... I've always been ..." The woman hugged the boy with a smile, tears running across her cheeks.

"Mother, you are so weird today. [Zero ↑ ​​Nine △ Little ↓ said △ net]" The boy wiped the tears from the corner of the eye for the woman, but he wiped and found that his hands were covered with blood, and The mother's tears turned blood red.

"You have to grow into a big tree, you have to be strong and able to withstand wind and rain." The woman smiled, blood and tears covering her cheeks.

The boy looked at his hand, and again looked at the sky and the yard.

Everything seems to suddenly become blood red.

"Mother? I'm afraid ..."

"I'm not afraid, I've been there." The woman tried to wipe away the tears in the corner of her eyes, but the more and more, she looked down, and the three-pointed sharp knife penetrated through the body, and the red blood dripped down the blade. .

The boy hurriedly broke away from the woman: "Mother ... what happened to you ..."

"I'm fine, I'm not afraid." The woman tried to hug the boy, but sat kneeling weakly on the ground, smirking, and lowered her head.

"Mother! Mother! No no no ... no ..." The boy screamed in horror, trembling to lift the woman, but couldn't pull it anymore, his hands covered with blood, crying helplessly: " Who will help me ... who will rescue my mother ... no no ... mother ... "

The sky was getting reddish, the trees were bleeding, the ground was cracking, the houses were collapsing, and the scene between heaven and earth was changing dramatically.

"Minger ... my child ..."

"I miss you so much ..."

The woman murmured, with a smile, but her body gradually became cold.

"I miss you ... my child ..."

The boy hugged his mother, crying helplessly, tears like rain.

No one is here to help, no one is to save people.

In the lonely and desolate world of blood, only the boy wailed and wailed for a long time.

………………

The beautiful Qing Yunzong, laughter and joy, people come and go.

A beautiful woman, a mighty man, with a cheerful teenager in the middle, a family of three walking on the bluestone steps.

Someone kept passing by, greeting enthusiastically.

The boy bounced and sang a nursery rhyme.

He is only five years old.

"Minger, this is where you will cultivate in the future."

"Qing Yunzong! A great and sacred name is also the gate you will protect for life."

"You have to be proud of it, and you have to be proud of it in the future."

The man was majestic and tall, Qi Yuxuanang, and his voice was very majestic, but the affection could not be concealed in the eyes of the boy.

The woman tightened the boy's arm and reminded to be careful not to fall. "He's still young, and now he doesn't understand these."

The boy looked up: "I understand !!!"

The woman chuckled: "What do you know?"

"I'll understand anyway. Right." The boy looked up at the man.

The man laughed aloud.

When they reached the top of the mountain, several elders were already waiting there.

"Is this a small life? Come on, let me hug."

"Get up, you are so scared."

"What's the matter, this little guy will be my own disciple in the future. How can there be a disciple who suspects that Master is too fleshy."

"Haha!"

"Elder Helian, really want to be an apprentice? I can write it down."

"Of course! I'm afraid you can't bear it."

The adults talked enthusiastically. The boy raised his **** eyes and looked at them curiously. They also teased him from time to time and the atmosphere was harmonious.

An elegant man came out of the front hall, with long hair and waist, **** casually, and looked gentle and gentle, with a light smile on Jun Xiu's face, which made people feel good.

"Elder!" Several elders and women and men all smiled and saluted seriously.

The elder came to them and glanced at the boy: "He is your child?"

The man respected the elder and quickly said, "Gunzi, Qin Ming!"

The elder nodded and said, "When he is eight years old, he will be sent to Qingyunzong. I will choose an elder to train myself."

The man was overjoyed, holding the woman's hand, and saluting the elder together: "The elder, you bother."

"Yes. Did something come?"

"Stuff? What?" The man wondered.

The elder's eyes were cold: "I arrange what you bring."

The man and the woman exchanged gazes: "We haven't got orders."

The elder's face was gloomy, staring coldly at them. The smiles on the faces of the other elders were gone, and the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing: "Don't play tricks."

The boy looked at them strangely, wondering why it suddenly became serious.

Men are stranger and more innocent: "Elder, we ..."

Huh!

The elder suddenly shot, and the sword penetrated the woman's heart. The tip of the sword protruded behind him, shaking slightly, and bleeding.

The woman 'bloomed' with scarlet blood on her back and back, and she looked at the sharp sword that penetrated her body. "you……"

"Where is the thing!" The elder drank sharply, pulled out his sharp sword, and looked pale.

The woman's chest was bleeding like blood, and she knelt heavily on the ground. She pushed the boy away with her last strength: "Escape ... Escape ..."

"Mother!" The boy screamed, but was caught in the throat by the elder's chain, dragging him to the front hall.

The palace was clearly in front, but it seemed like an endless dark abyss.

The chain slammed, and the boy was struggling violently, but his throat was tightened by the chain. He opened his mouth and stretched his hands in pain. The sight was the picture of the mother falling and the father being killed.

"No ..." The boy wailed sorrowfully, trying to reach out and grab the picture in front, but ... the sky was dark, and Qingyunzong was dark. There was only one chain, flashing cold light, dragging him to the dark and walking ……go straight……