An Canglan did not speak, but bit her lower lip and looked at Long Tian. Her eyes had a sweet light. After looking at Long Tian for a long time, she seemed to have made a decision.
"You...can you make an agreement with me..."
The moment the word "promise" came out of her mouth, the moment Long Tian heard it, Long Tian's heart was shocked. This kind of shock was beyond his calm control. No matter how deeply it was hidden, it was still hidden.
No matter how completely covered it is, there will still be sadness that is touched by some things and the appearance of some words.
At this moment, this wound was touched, and turned into sadness that filled Long Tian's body and soul like a tide, making him appear to be normal, but how could outsiders know what was in his heart.
However, even though An Canglan didn't know it, with her female intuition, she immediately discovered that the Long Tian in front of her gave her a feeling of loneliness, but also an indescribable sadness.
"You..." An Canglan was stunned. She was smart. She guessed almost immediately that there might be a word in her words that was the source of the Long Tian's sadness.
"Is there an agreement..." An Canglan did not say anything.
"Promise..." Long Tian's heart felt stinging. His body did not tremble, but the sadness could not be controlled. This word had a special meaning for him.
Once upon a time, there was a middle-aged man standing in the snow and looking at him with a smile.
"My child, I hope to see you spread your wings one day. I firmly believe that this day will not be far away..."
Once upon a time, there was a middle-aged man carrying him on his back and walking forward slowly, as if he wanted to remember this moment that belonged to them.
"Tian'er, no matter what, you are my son, Long Ao, and you will definitely stand up..."
Once upon a time, there was a middle-aged man standing there with a serious expression and his majestic eyes flashing soft light, sweeping away the snow from his clothes.
"Tian'er, this is an agreement...I will wait for you..."
This is a promise, and Long Tian is a person who has kept his promise, but seems not to have kept his promise...
"It's been almost three years... maybe, it's not three years..." Long Tian's heart hurt even more, with bitterness.
There are many sorrows in this world, and maybe he is not the deepest one, but if the deepest sorrow is life and death, if it is the endless years of separation, then Long Tian's injury is not knowing whether life and death exist, no
I don't know if there is a barrier of years. This kind of injury coupled with confusion is extremely painful.
"I'm sorry..." An Canglan bit her lip and spoke softly. She couldn't feel Long Tian's injury, but she could feel the sadness of the person in front of her at this moment.
"What agreement?" Long Tian's voice became hoarse. He looked at An Canglan in front of him, and saw that his black hair was blown by the wind and covered the face that was not familiar to him. He vaguely seemed to see his father Long Ao.
.
Different time, different place, different people, the same word - agreement!
"Help me kill Sima Xin, kill him, and I will tell you everything I saw!" An Canglan said softly. When she said the name Sima Xin, her breathing quickened for a moment, and her right hand subconsciously
hold tightly.
"Who is Sima Xin?" Long Tian saw these subtle actions.
"In most of the history of Tianhan, he is known as the most talented person... He can hear the soul roar of the second generation Tianwu on a special day, and he is called one of the people most likely to become the fourth generation Tianwu!
My senior brother...it was him who hurt the child Anmu." An Canglan lowered her head and spoke softly.
Long Tian looked at An Canglan calmly and said nothing.
"I know you are wondering, with Sima Xin's identity and cultivation, how could he hurt a child like Anmu..." An Canglan raised her head. Under the moonlight, her face, although not absolutely beautiful, could still make people angry.
However, my heart is moved, but it does not include Long Tian.
"Go on." Long Tian raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky.
"Have you ever heard of Divine Seed Wu Xin... This technique was created by the second generation Tianwu and practiced by Sima Xin. It is this kind of magical power. Since the creation and discovery of this technique by the second generation Tianwu, no one in the future can practice it completely and it is difficult to exert its full power.
, it is impossible to cultivate without intention, so it cannot achieve great success.
Once this technique is perfected, the growth of all other gods will be secretly dedicated to him. It is this technique that the second generation Tianwu used in the outside world to achieve his own identity as a Tianwu.
Sima Xin's talent is simply astonishing. He was originally a passionate person, but he found a new way to enter the heart with emotion, and divided the divine species into different species. Because he was ruthless, he had no heart!
When the son of Anmu was born, our ancestors had observed his aptitude and recognized him as the future hope of my family... Sima Xin came to Hanshan City with the envoys of Tianhan to choose disciples...
Anmu has become his god seed, and I have been in love with him." An Canglan said calmly, as if she was not talking about herself, but the calmer she was, the more Long Tian could feel her.
Inner hatred.
"Anmu is not injured. He is Sima Xin's divine seed. If you can really cure him, you will offend Sima Xin."
Long Tian was silent and looked at An Canglan. He didn't fully believe what she said.
"Since Anmu is seen as the hope of the An family, why did the An family not stop it when this happened?"
"Did you stop it? Even my brother, as the clan leader, didn't know about this. He thought that Anmu was just hurt by someone. The only person who knew about this was my ancestor in the entire An family except me.
He will not stop him. Even if my brother knows the inside story, he will remain silent. Sima Xin has many divine seeds. Being able to become his divine seed can contribute to the emergence of the fourth generation of Tianwu. In the eyes of many people,
, is glory.
I even don't know if Anmu would think it was an honor if he knew the answer to the mystery... But I don't think so!" An Canglan raised her head and looked at Long Tian with her beautiful eyes.
"Do you think so?"
Long Tian didn't speak.
"Not only the gods think this is an honor, but also people like me who have been planted in love are almost all proud of it. This Tianwu Land is no longer the Tianwu Land under the leadership of the first and second generations of Tianwu...
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This is a sick land, a land where everyone is asleep, a land that prides itself on sacrifice and slavery! Even Yan Fei cannot escape this fate!" An Canglan's voice became urgent.
Long Tian looked at her. The words of the woman in front of him made him feel that there was something different about this woman.
"How can I trust you?" Long Tian slowly spoke after a long while.
An Canglan was silent for a moment, with a blush on her face. She glanced at Long Tian and bit her silver teeth.
"You... you come with me." An Canglan picked up the topographic map of Anjia and stood up. Her beautiful face was even redder now, and even the roots of her ears were red, which made people feel strange.
Long Tian was stunned, a little confused as to what happened to the woman in front of him.