I'm Really A Newcomer

Time goes back to three hours ago.

When the sky in Jiuchuan turned red, everyone was waiting for where the world would start to tear apart.

Jiang Mian turned his head, and the rough stuffed doll tied with a hemp rope under the eaves of the corridor tilted in the direction of the wind.

The puppet looked old, its features were dirty, and its brushstrokes looked very immature.

Chen Xun seems to have no such thoughts...

When Jiang Mian thinks of the scene when Ye Taoli was sitting at his desk making this ugly puppet when he was a child, the corners of his mouth always turn up unconsciously.

The little girl was cautious, a little clumsy, and had bright eyes.

I really want to meet you earlier, to see you making tea and watching the snow, and to see you and your knife flying in the wind and snow.

Jiang Mian gently placed his hand on his left chest, his heart hurting like a horse torn apart.

He raised his head, the sky was as red as the sky, and the clear plum branches were rattling in the overwhelming wind and snow.

But suddenly the red color that filled the sky disappeared from Jiang Mian's eyes, and his mind went blank. A stream of hot red blood inexplicably surged into his throat, accompanied by more severe pain.

Although Jiang Mian has long been used to it, the pain and negative effects are still there after all.

Jiang Mian was in a daze for a moment and was a little unsteady on his feet.

He wiped the corners of his lips, and the tiger's mouth was filled with shocking blood.

Dripping blood flowed from his fingers and melted into the white snow.

"Squeak——"

The wooden door was suddenly pushed open, and Ye Taoli's cold and eye-catching face was filled with deep worry.

Jiang Mian hurriedly put his hands behind his back, then brushed away the red snow without leaving any trace.

Xin Qiji's right hand gradually merged with his.

"Amian, something happened in Lintian." Ye Taoli said, holding the sheathed Qingyue.

The biting north wind is still blowing "whirring".

"Let's go." Jiang Mian said softly towards her.

His heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was boiling from the blood that was burning in his chest.

Jiang Mian thought that all doubts should be put to rest today.

"Click."

As Chen Xun pulled down the light cord, the lonely wooden house suddenly became gloomy.

The woman pursed her red lips, and her blue eyes reflected Feng Xue and the two of them.

…

Frost Moon Playground.

Meng Xiao held a cigarette between his arms, with a short stubble on his unkempt jaw.

He swallowed with messy eye circles as if waiting for something. In front of the smoke was the orderly and solemn Jiyue Army.

A message suddenly popped up on the Chu Jing between Meng Xiao's fingers. Meng Xiao frowned and then let go.

"Disband!" the man roared at the troops who were ready to go.

Even though everyone was filled with doubts, the army still withdrew from Shuangyue playground in an orderly manner.

"Why?" A hoarse male voice suddenly came from in front of Meng Xiao.

Meng Xiao raised his head expressionlessly. There were two young men standing in front of him.

In the howling wind, Chu Huai and Tian Wu stood side by side.

He took off his sunglasses, his narrow eyes full of self-mockery.

"You, you, me."

"What can I do if I go..."

"I'll forget about my old bones, but in the end the Moon Clan must live for a future..."

"Someone has already gone to give you a future."

…

Lintian City and Liuli Palace.

Before Ye Qingzi had time to complete the Moon Clan ceremony, Jiang Mian and the others had just stepped out of the colorful light curtain in the glazed stone pillars and rushed towards the door of the hall.

Just as Ye Taoli raised her legs to cross the threshold, her body suddenly stagnated.

She turned around suddenly, gunfire roaring in her ears.

"Miss." Ye Qingzi nodded respectfully towards her, his expressionless face showing a rare softness.

"We... should be the last group of people to come to support. You should take refuge in the underground city as soon as possible." Ye Taoli said softly.

"Okay." Ye Qingzi nodded and said.

"Absolutely?" Ye Taoli asked again worriedly.

Her right hand holding Qing Yue trembled slightly, and the ends of her upper eyes were stained with a faint blush.

"must."

…

Ye Qingzi looked at Ye Taoli's leaving back and smiled unconsciously.

A woman in white looked up at the dome quietly.

"Qingzi, do you hate Dad because he can't come home all year round?"

"I don't hate him. I like dad very much."

"Qingzi, the Liuli Palace in Lintian is one of the most important places in the entire Yue Clan. Dad is actually very powerful."

"Qingzi wants to be a hero like her father in the future."

"Dad just hopes that you can live a peaceful life."

"Dad, what is this big stone in front of the door for? It's so beautiful!"

"This stone is the Yue Clan's road stone. Dad knows a spell that will scare away all the bad guys as long as you recite it!"

"I want to learn!"

"Qingzi, this is the secret of the guardian of Lintian Liuli..."

"Daddy doesn't want to teach it to you...and daddy doesn't want to read it one day."

"Dad is bad."

…

"Qingzi, dad... I've just walked here with you."

"Qingzi, smile more in the future, your smile... looks great."

"Qingzi."

…

In the ruins riddled with holes, a man wearing a bamboo hat and a green ghost mask blocked the path of Jiang Mian and the others.

Ya held up a long knife that was dripping with blood, and his taut palm was wrapped in a white bandage.

The mottled streets behind him were crowded with the separated bodies of Jiyue soldiers.

Chen Xun twitched the corners of his stiff mouth, and a cold look flashed across his blue eyes.

"Boy, A Tao and I are here to support you."

"Keep running forward."

Jiang Mian paused as he looked at the two people in front of him.

Chen Xun stretched out her arm toward the sky, and a huge sickle that didn't fit her body suddenly appeared.

Ye Taoli's red lips pursed slightly, and several dark thorns stretched out from the phoenix ring on the handle of Qingyue's knife.

The thorns entangled each other and stabbed into Ye Taoli's arm.

The pattern of the sword is gorgeous, and the blade is decorated with sacred red dragon crystal.

Jiang Mian gritted his teeth and jumped up. Following the drifting black mist, the general in black armor instantly pulled up the bridle rope.

Jiang Mian drove the bloody horse under him and drove away in the dust and smoke.