Ye Xuan's face showed a long-lost happy smile, and he shouted softly. ()

The three of them all concealed their presence. Even if they walked here, they were confident that no one here would notice.

However, after Ye Xuan groaned softly, no one responded.

Ye Xuan's face grew colder and he shot into the cave without saying a word.[

"unmanned……"

The cave was not big and could only accommodate dozens of people. Ye Xuan could see the end at a glance.

There are only simple stone tables and chairs here, and nothing else. If there is anything that attracts attention, it is the strange shapes carved on the stone walls deep in the cave.

The first one, a foot-high picture, depicts a young man who is high-spirited but full of childishness.

It was a slightly unfamiliar painting technique, and it took Ye Xuan a long time to figure out its meaning.

The second picture, slightly smaller in size, still shows a young man with an angry face and long hair flying.

In the third picture, no matter how small the size is, the boy is still the same, with a sly smile and a green shirt.

The fourth picture, half the size smaller, shows the young man holding a halberd and soaring into the sky.

The fifth picture, half the size smaller, shows the young man with a ferocious face, vomiting blood and roaring.

…

The entire stone wall is densely covered with large pictures followed by small pictures, one smaller than the other, and in the end only a palm-sized figure is left.

However, even the palm-sized figure depicts a man's lifelike appearance.

There are hundreds of these pictures, and it can be seen that the painting method of the person who painted them has gone through a long period of copying, from unfamiliar to proficient to mastery.

Venerable Heihe and Yanlian were very surprised. These figures were drawn from a young boy until the young boy turned into a man. The meanings expressed in them were astonishing and touching.

Since the young man's facial features were not very clear, neither of them could tell that the character in the picture was actually Ye Xuan in front of them.

The person who carved it is naturally Yun Jingjing!

Ye Xuan's eyes moistened. He had never been moved in so many years. Now, his mind was filled with images of the poor little girl, trembling and tortured by the disease.

In those years, every full moon night, the little girl would see him, with a delicate little face, laughing heartlessly with him. But at night, the little girl endured the suffering alone.

The pain was so heartbreaking that her mouth was filled with blood blisters. She did not cry out, but shed tears non-stop.[

But when the boy was tortured by a strange disease and became deformed due to convulsions, she cried heartbreakingly, as if the pain was not tormenting him, but her.

After so many years, even Ye Xuan may not be able to recall scenes from her childhood. However, she still remembers them clearly. It can be said that she remembers the situation at that time and every move and expression he made.

The graphics on the stone wall cannot fully express what he went through from a boy to a man. Only those who have experienced it personally can deeply understand those unforgettable experiences.

Ye Xuan is unforgettable because he is the protagonist.

She remembers him because he is the protagonist.

More than ten years, more than one hundred months, more than one hundred pictures...

Ye Xuan gently stroked the carvings. He glanced at the corner of the cave and found a bright dagger.

It's just an ordinary dagger, not a magic weapon, not even the lowest level magic weapon.

It was this short dagger that was held by a young girl in her own hands. She did not use any real energy and relied entirely on her slender wrist to complete these hundreds of figures stroke by stroke.
Chapter completed!