Chapter 838: Eight children sacrifice to Po Meng, can you let me drink this bowl of soup a little later, so that before I forget all the memories of this life, I can recall those precious and beautiful past, so love and
Sad past.
That era was a turbulent era.
That era was a chaotic era.
It was at that time that we met, eight children, eight children who were born in Shura Dao and had no parents since childhood.
Perhaps because we have the same fate, the eight of us have been together since childhood, helping each other and supporting each other.
And at the beginning, there were not eight of us, but nine.
The other one is our eldest brother.
The eldest brother is actually not much older than us, probably only two or three years old, but he is still older than us at two or three years old, so we call him eldest brother. We have believed since we were young that we will follow our eldest brother all our lives.
Because my eldest brother is very good to us and very good to us as a person.
However, at that time, Shura Road was full of wars, and we were just children, the most ordinary children.
I remember that that period seemed to be the happiest time in our lives. Every day we were carefree, my elder brother would take care of my meals. He could always go out and prepare some food for us.
Although a lot of it was leftover, we had a great time eating, and the nine of us felt like a family together.
Moreover, we all regard each other as a family.
But, the good times did not last long.
Suddenly one day, the eldest brother came back, but instead of bringing food as usual, he came back with injuries and blood all over his body.
At that time, we were all scared, and no one knew what to do. After all, we were still very young at that time, we were just children.
The eldest brother leaned against the wall and said to us: "Brothers... Brother, I'm going to die... I'm afraid... I'm afraid I won't be able to help you... I won't be able to accompany you..."
To this day, I still remember the shouts of the eight of us, the heart-rending roar, and the heart-rending pain.
Although we have been without parents since childhood, we do not feel that we are orphans.
But when the eldest brother fell into a deep sleep and never woke up, the eight of us finally understood what it means to be lost and what it means to be an orphan.
Therefore, we learned to be self-reliant and self-reliant.
In order to continue to live, the eight of us decided to join the battlefield of Shura Dao. Although life passed quickly on the battlefield, it was our only hope to survive.
Although we are eight children, the bloody rules of Shura Dao will not control us so much.
We joined the camp of the Five Great Ming Kings, and our opponent was the Nine Asuras, who were famous at that time.
It is said that there are nine venerables on the other side, all of whom are famous and powerful in the Shura Tao.
Of course, it doesn't matter to us who they are, we eight children just want to survive in that era, in that era of insecurity.
However, the trajectory of life never develops in the direction you imagine.
At the beginning, we also thought that we might die in this war, but what we didn't expect was that the future would come so fast that we would not have time to react.
The mission that time was to occupy a certain place. We didn't know what the purpose of that place was, we just got the order.
As a result, when we arrived there that night, we found out that we had been tricked, because we were surrounded by the enemy as soon as we arrived.
At that time, we didn’t know what the difference between ten thousand and one hundred thousand was. It was a difference of ten times. Ten times, in our young minds at that time, we didn’t have a very clear concept.
It was not until later that the opponent's arrows fell from the sky like fire rain, even lighting up the entire land, that we realized how huge the difference of ten times was.
Apart from wails, there was only silence in the air around him.
Finally, I don't know who said: "Perhaps, we will be abandoned like this."
At that time, we didn't understand what it meant to lose soldiers and retain troops to attract firepower. We just knew that we were in danger and we would die soon.
The number of ten thousand people continued to decrease and fall down, until finally, there were only less than a hundred people left.
At that time, it was already dawn. It was the first time in our lives that we saw so many people and so many enemies, rushing towards us from all directions, like a tide.
Death is the ending of every life. We have nothing to be sad about, because the ending just comes earlier.
But just when we feel that our lives are about to come to an end, he comes.
One person and one dragon, with their powerful combat power, killed hundreds of thousands of enemies on the battlefield.
When he took us away, we looked back again and again, and we couldn't even believe that the corpses scattered all over the mountains and plains were his work alone.
"You little guys, go home. This is a battlefield, not the place you should be."
I don’t know what happened at that time, but when we faced him who had just slaughtered 100,000 people, we didn’t even feel a trace of fear, or even a trace of warmth.
"Home? We don't have a home."
"Alas...it's a poor child again. In this way, if you follow me, you can make a living."
"Thank you. But we don't know your name yet?"
We can still recall that man's bright smile at that time, as if the deepest and deepest impression in our memory is that smile, a smile full of sunshine.
"You guys don't know who I am? Hahahahaha... I can't call you Mingwang. From today on, you are my eighth boy."
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From then on, we began to follow that man and began to fulfill the promise we silently swore in our hearts to protect him for the rest of our lives.
For some unknown reason, the eight of us have always maintained the appearance of boys, but in battle after battle, our minds have been tempered in blood and darkness.
Until one day, King Fudo suddenly called six of us to a cave in the human world, and then sealed eight of us inside.
"The five Ming Kings are about to face the strongest opponent in history. This battle is likely to be the last battle in my life. I don't want you to die. I don't want the future of Shura Dao to end with me. So, you
If you want to live, even if you have to die, you must die for another person. And that person is my true successor, King Fudo, and the hope for the future of my Asura path."
Finally, the seal was broken, and after who knows how many long years, we came out.
However, the man who saved us from the battlefield in the past has disappeared.
And the new mission, the man we need to protect with our lives, has appeared!
