Asura God

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409 Blood Tear (2)

"Brother, when can we find father and mother?"

In the desolate field, a thin girl was clutching the boy's clothes tightly, asked timidly, staring at the endless wilderness in fear, the sky was dark and boundless, as if there were only them in the sky. Lonely and desolate.

"Just in front, almost ..." The boy held a hatchet and dart his cracked lips, stubborn and strong, but his face was muddy and his skin dull. He walked forward steadily, but deep and helpless in the bottom of his eyes.

"Do they still recognize us?" The girl was thin and tired.

"I do, I do."

"Do they miss us?"

"They've been waiting for us."

"Brother, I'm so tired."

The boy bent over and picked up the little girl, and continued to walk forward.

"Brother, don't leave me." The girl hugged the boy's neck and buried her head.

The wilderness is endless, the cold wind blows, and a few yellow weeds roll up, flying all over the sky.

Go forward, go forward, but where is the end?

The sky was getting dark, and a few crows hissed in the air, hoarse and low, like a cursing sound wandering between heaven and earth.

The little girl opened her narrow eyes and looked at the yellow and black sky, her thin body trembled slightly, and hugged the boy.

"Are you hungry?" The boy opened his cracked lips, and he could hear the gurgle of a little girl's stomach.

"Not hungry." The girl didn't want to leave her brother, trying to endure hunger.

"Wait a while, I'll see if there is anything to eat." The boy comforted again and again, leaving the girl behind, telling her not to run around.

"Brother, don't leave me." The girl's dirty hands clung to the boy, her eyes full of worry and nervousness.

"Never, I will definitely take you and find them."

Before dark, the boy grabbed a hare, ran all the way, and waved from a distance.

Have something to eat! !!

Have meat to eat! !!

However, when he came to the barren grassland in his memory, his sister had disappeared.

"Yinger? Little girl !!!"

"where are you!"

"do not scare me!"

"Little girl !!"

"Yinger ..."

The boy panicked, left the hare, and ran like crazy, shouting.

where are you! !! where are you! !!

The boy was crying, trembling, desperate! fear! upset! remorse! He ran in the endless wilderness, his feet were torn by the grass roots, and his blood was dripping, and the boy was madly searching for every piece of grass. Where are you? ? Where are you ... Come back ... Come back soon ...

Late at night, the darkness is boundless.

The boy knelt in the wilderness, crying hysterically, I lost the little girl ...

………………

ten years! !!

Qin Mingyuan crossed the ancient sea and had not returned in ten years.

He fought in the ancient sea and practiced in the Wang Yang.

He responded to conspiracy and conspiracy against the powerful enemy and the beast.

For ten years, he slowly grew and became stronger. He was scarred and glorified.

Ten years later, he thought of the ancient city of Thunder and his family and friends.

He stood on the island and looked up to the opposite side of the sea. There was heaven and a whole new world. But he resolutely turned back, before going to the new continent, he had to return to his hometown and take another look at his loved ones.

After all, this may be farewell.

however……

When he returned to the land of the Northern Territory with a gift, a smile, and a brilliant achievement.

The raging smoke spreads across the land, the war is poisoning the Northern Territory, and the ancient cities are rushed down like torrents. Countless people cry in blood and fire and struggle in the ruins.

The cruelty of the war is like a pen of blood drawn by God, gigantic sketching of purgatory on earth.

When Qin Ming stood in front of the Thunder City, it was already in ruins.

The statue of the eighteen king has collapsed into a piece of stone, buried in waist-wedge weeds, the city walls are gone, the houses and shops are gone, and huge cracks run through the ruins of the ancient city. With pale bones.

Everything is beyond recognition.

Relatives? friend?

Are gone.

Qin Ming knelt before the ruins, his brain was blank.

I'm back. Where are you?

………………

Various dreams entangled Qin Ming. The most terrible and strong thing was not his killing thoughts, nor his obsessions, but the deep fear inside him, and the shadow left by the disaster that year. .

The death of his parents, the decline of his family, the decline of the ancient city, and the sufferings of his loved ones have given his unforgettable memories. He was afraid, and he was also worried about history repeating itself.

He wanted to experience and pursue martial arts, but was afraid that his relatives would suffer again.

He wants to protect his loved ones, forever and ever, but he is not willing to be silent, eager to go to a farther world.

The demon of others is greed, delusion, or resentment and killing, and his demon is a loved one and a responsibility! It is the unforgettable grief left in childhood, and the concern for loved ones in the eight-year servant life.

In those eight years, no matter day or night, he was not afraid of being humiliated or bullied, but that his relatives far away in Daqingshan were killed. He was afraid that when he left Qingyunzong, they were no longer on earth.

This fear was in his heart, but he accompanied him for eight years, from seven to fifteen!

Qin Ming is now stronger and his family is safe. He thinks he has come out of that memory and is able to cope with everything well, but when the candle lights up the soul and when the lamp lights up the demon, they are like The huge waves of the **** drowned Qin Ming, like a terrible beast, biting him frantically.

He struggled, he ran, his blood was dripping.

He cried, he called for help, and he was desperate in pain.

Inside the Demon Hall!

Ten old people walked past everyone in turn, watching everyone.

Wu Qing, Bai Xiaochun, Su Qixue, and so on, all holding lanterns, sinking into the depths of their dreams, with different expressions, confused, painful, embarrassed, and serious. The candlelight in their hands was a little dim. It may go out, and some of them are constantly changing, constantly changing.

The test of the Heart Demon Hall is not for everyone to get rid of the heart demon, but for them to learn to control. Whoever can suppress it, whose candle will go out, even if it passes the test.

However, only Qin Ming is an exception. The flame inside the lamp is getting stronger and stronger. His expression is sometimes painful, but desolate, sometimes dull, or desperate. He can hear a few painful groans in his nose.

Several old men exchanged their gazes, thinking that Qin Ming would show shyness and enthusiasm, and would fall into some kind of killing world and couldn't protect himself, but ... he seemed sad?

Time is like a quicksand, passing by in a hurry. One hour is not long or short. Some people have extinguished the lights in their hands, but they are not in a hurry to wake up, but hold the lights in a daze.

The demon is really terrible, but the process of overcoming it is tantamount to the transformation of the field.

This is also the first time they have faced their hearts and saw their true selves.

In addition, when entering from the Xuanwu Realm to the Diwu Realm, they will also face the test of the demon, and it is likely that they will go into the devil.

One, two ... ten ... twenty ...

Tang Tianyi and others woke up one after another, overcame the demon, and completed the training.

Xu Qing passed smoothly, waking up from the nightmare. There were tears in the corner of her eyes, and she experienced grief and despair, but resisted by her determination.

"Qin Ming is hanging!"

Tang Tianzhang got up from the stone platform and handed out the extinguished lamp.

Li Yin, Jin Mao, Su Qixue and others awoke one after another and recovered themselves from the loss of their hearts. They surrendered the lanterns and looked at Qin Ming.

The giant hourglass in the temple recorded time. An hour was approaching, but the flames in front of Qin Ming were still burning, and there was no sign of extinction.

Qi Qing looked at the tears on Qin Ming's face, and felt a pity in her heart.

She seemed to be able to guess what Qin Ming was going through and what she was suffering.

Qin Ming's eyes burst into tears, his expression frightened and helpless, holding the lamp vigorously, and shaking gently.

"Don't be afraid ... I'm by your side ..."

"I am always here."

"Always be."

Qi Qing gently held Qin Ming's hands, kneeling down on the stone platform in front of him, closing her eyes, and slightly lowering her head, letting the shadow of the lamp cover her.

"Is it against the rules?" Su Qixue could not wait for Qin to pass, otherwise the threat would be too great.