Those figures were clearly some of the forces that were originally hiding in the attic around the Ye family. At this moment, being stared at by Ye Shaohan, the leaders of these forces felt palpitations and cold sweat dripping down their faces.
"Everyone, I wonder if this scene is over?" A plain voice suddenly sounded in the sky, hovering in the ears of those power leaders. Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions changed drastically. Could it be that this evil star was going to attack him and the others.
Thinking of this, everyone looked flustered, and the leaders of those forces stopped talking, and their expressions rarely showed respect.
"Let's disperse." A feeling of powerlessness swept through Ye Shaohan's body. Ye Shaohan said lightly. As Ye Shaohan finished speaking, those forces rushed around crazily and disappeared in the surrounding attic in an extremely embarrassing manner.
Looking at those embarrassed figures, everyone was silent for a while. Even if those forces were not powerful, they were at least some of the second-rate families in Headwind City, but at this moment, they were acting so unbearably.
Just because of that person's words...
The smell of blood hit his face, and as those forces retreated, the entire Ye family fell into silence.
Warm sunlight fell on this dilapidated manor. The sunlight was refracted by the pool of blood on the ground. At this moment, the sunlight looked so pale.
The ferocious expressions receded from the faces of the Ye family's children, followed closely by a kind of silent sadness. Countless broken swords were scattered on this land, and the originally magnificent attic had lost its former elegance. Most of the
They all collapsed, and bodies were piled densely next to the dilapidated attic, as well as pools of blood everywhere.
The broken corpses, the ferocious expressions on their faces were still lifelike, with determination and indifference, and the entire Ye family manor seemed to be shrouded in a shadow of blood.
Looking from a distance, the air above the entire Ye family seemed to be floating with visible blood, and the long swords stuck on the ground continued to make a silver sound. The silver sound revealed incomparable grief and indignation, and revealed endless sorrow.
A heavy atmosphere spread in the hearts of the Ye family children. At this moment, they suddenly realized that the familiar faces in the past had inadvertently disappeared from their sight, turning into cold corpses lying in a pool of blood.
Those who once practiced martial arts together, drank together, and picked up girls together are no longer there.
"Mother, I want mother." In this quiet place, several childish voices sounded. Among the corpses, a weak figure crawled out of the woman's arms with great difficulty. It was just a figure.
The four or five-year-old child, with anxious eyes in his clear eyes, pushed the woman's body and called softly: "Mom, don't sleep on the cold ground."
The huge gravel pressed against the woman's back, but the child was not injured at all. Perhaps when the gravel fell, the woman used her back to hold the gravel to protect the child.
In arms.
Suddenly, the woman's fingers moved involuntarily, and her eyes slowly opened, and she raised her face that was scratched by gravel. The blood was all over her face, making her look extremely hideous.
Despite the presence of the stone, the woman did not stand up, but continued to lie on the ground, looking extremely weak. She raised her right hand with great difficulty, touched the child's face, and said weakly: "Mother is here."
"Mother." The child exclaimed, but the woman's hand slipped down, and a trace of confusion appeared in her clear eyes. The child threw herself beside the woman and cried.
"My child, if I could hold you, I would like to press a kiss on your forehead and tell you: I love you. I will gently wipe away your tears, hold you tightly, and give you warmth. I will
Hold your hand tightly and take care of you. How I want to see you grow up, how I want to see you smile, how I want to see you get married, how much I want... children."
Intermittent sounds came out of the woman's mouth. The woman's distracted eyes were fixed on the child's face. With this look, she wished that the child in front of her would be deeply imprinted in the depths of her eyes, and she would not be able to get rid of it.
, cannot be erased.
At the end, the woman's distracted eyes finally dissipated, lifeless, and her voice stopped. Only then did the disciples of the Ye family who came to the rescue realize that a broken sword had pierced the woman from the very beginning.
What kind of power does the woman's heart have that allows this woman to persevere even when her heart is punctured? What kind of power does this have?
"Don't sleep on the cold floor." The child, unaware of death, still called to the woman. At this moment, the child's call seemed so powerless.
Scenes like this can be seen everywhere in the dilapidated Ye family manor. Young children are calling for their dead mothers, wives who have lost their husbands are silently searching for their husbands bodies, and old people who have lost their sons are looking at him lying in a pool of blood with tears on his face.
The son, the husband who lost his wife, wordlessly dug up his wife's body from the dilapidated attic. Even though his fingers were scratched by gravel, he didn't feel anything.
On this day, they not only lost their son, their wife, their children, their father, and their mother.
Life is so short, like a meteor in the night sky; life is so humble, like dust in the sky, but those lying in a pool of blood defended their homeland with their lives.
Life is like a butterfly, flapping its wings will convey the song of the wind, and the breeze slowly comes, the slight whimpering sound echoes in the wind, blowing through the dilapidated attic, the bloody stone path, and the strings of people on both sides.
The leaves rustled and swayed, and the blood stains on the leaves also fell, as if there was a rain of blood.
Inexplicable sadness spread in everyone's hearts. Above the void, Ye Shaohan looked at the dilapidated home, the pool of blood on the ground, and the crying children, and there was also a trace of sadness in his eyes.
Purple light flashed between the sky and the earth, followed by bursts of roaring, followed by heavy rain, which fell weakly in an attempt to wash away the sadness on the faces of the Ye family's children.
The vast mist fell like a torrent, and Ye Shaohan could clearly hear the rustling sound of rainwater hitting the roof. The rainwater fell to the ground along the roof like a curtain, forming a rain curtain. It looked very touching.
In the past, children played in the rain, stretching out their little hands to hold the falling rainwater. Now, children are crying in the rain, calling for their mother who no longer wakes up.
The sudden rain washed away pools of blood all over the ground. When the rain fell to the ground, it turned red, and the red stream flowed toward the low-lying areas of the mountain stream. At this moment, the rain only served to melt the cold ruins.
"Alas." Above the void, the old man next to Ye Shaohan also had inexplicable sadness on his face. He sighed softly, slapped Ye Shaohan on the shoulder, and immediately stepped forward with his feet, and his figure shot out in vain.
In just a few breaths, he jumped into the attic next to the ancestral pavilion, and the seven Spirit Emperor Realm elders standing next to Ye Shaohan also sighed. Below, lying in a pool of blood were also their relatives.
In the attic, Ye Shaoping waved his feather fan, and immediately threw down the feather fan in his hand, and told the Ye family disciples around him: "Immediately send someone to clean up the corpses, find the corpses of all the Ye family disciples, and look for some surviving Ye family members."
Family members, remember, you must search carefully and don’t be careless. At the same time, gather the bodies of the men in black and others together. If they are found alive, kill them immediately. Also, collect the swords on the ground and send them to the martial arts hall.
Send some uninjured disciples to clear out the collapsed attics, but be careful, there may still be people alive under the attics."
Even facing such a scene, Ye Shaoping was filled with sadness, but at this moment he had to calm down and issue a series of orders.
"You guys go down and deal with it." Looking back from below, Ye Shaohan said to the seven elders behind him. In response, the seven nodded slightly and jumped to the ground.
The dilapidated Ye family manor was full of Ye family children cleaning up the battlefield, and the Sword God Sect children also participated in the process. There was blood flowing in the pits all over the place, and they had no choice but to cover it with soil. However, the soil was dyed red.
, with the orders of Ye Shaoping and the assistance of the elders of the Ye family, the number of corpses around gradually decreased, but everyone's mood also became heavier.
Above the void, Ye Shaohan always looked at the crowd below silently, a kind of silent sadness spreading in everyone's hearts.
After a long time, Ye Shaohan sighed softly, took a step forward, floated in the void of the Ye family, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone."
The sound was like thunder hovering over the Ye family manor. The children of the Ye family all raised their heads and looked at Ye Shaohan above the void, silent. At this moment, the pain caused by the death of their loved ones filled their entire hearts.
After a few breaths, Ye Shaohan spoke again: "I know that you are all feeling extremely sad now. We have buried our relatives on this land. Some of you have lost your wives, some have lost their husbands, some have lost their children, and some have lost their children."
After losing our parents, they exchanged their lives for what we have today, and we are the continuation of their lives."
There was still silence all around, Ye Shaohan's heavy voice was still floating in the void, and even the sound of the wind seemed so weak at this moment.
After a pause, Ye Shaohan sighed softly and continued: "We remember all people. After the wind and rain, there will be a rainbow; after the disaster, there will be Nirvana and rebirth. They gave their lives in exchange for our new life. We must be strong while we are alive, for you
, for your loved ones and for the heroes who defend your homeland, everyone, raise your bowed heads, straighten your curved spine, bear strength, and wipe away your tears."
Ye Shaohan's slightly hoarse voice rang in everyone's ears. From the initial silence, everyone finally raised their heads and wiped away the tears from their eyes.
Remember the dead relatives silently, and the living people should be stronger, because they are the continuation of their lives.
Raising their heads and looking at the sky, it seemed as if there were countless smiling faces watching them, and everyone's inner emotions gradually changed from the initial sadness.
A trace of sadness flashed across his pale face. Ye Shaohan took a step forward and fell downwards in vain...