The mountains were covered with snow, and the ruined base was littered with corpses and pieces of meat. Internal organs and limbs were scattered everywhere. Dark red blood was flowing on the white snow, like weird snakes. It was shocking.
The red gathered in one place and flowed along the hillside like a small river.
The pain is heartbreaking.
The familiar sword energy tore at every inch of the muscles and veins in the body with terrifying energy, destroying the internal organs wantonly. Exhaustion roared after the severe pain.
The sky is full of wind and snow.
Li Kuangtu struggled to keep his eyes open.
At the forefront of his sight was a man dressed in red, as sad as blood.
The black hair on her head was dancing wildly in the wind and snow.
This is a face that Li Kuangtu is very familiar with, but it is also a somewhat unfamiliar face.
The delicate and sharp facial lines are as perfect as a dream. Different from the impression that she is barefaced most of the time, she carefully wears light makeup, long eyelashes, smooth forehead, and gorgeous red lips.
Her carefully combed hair had been completely spread out, and her face was extremely pale, forming an extremely dazzling contrast with the sad red dress on her body.
This is Qin Weibai.
But it seems not.
This is a cognitive dislocation that is hard to describe.
The woman in front of her seemed to be completely reduced to a perfect body, and all her emotions, desires, and souls had disappeared.
The pair of eyes that always seemed very bright and deep in his impression were now just dead and dull, with only a touch of obsession that was close to eternity.
The pain still continues.
But Li Kuangtu's heart sank for no reason.
He looked at the woman in front of him quietly.
A strong and unfamiliar, but extremely pure fear seemed to burst out from the depths of his soul, freezing every inch of his muscles, every drop of blood, and even his thoughts and soul.
It wasn't because the giant sword in the opponent's hand pierced his chest.
But in this state, Qin Weibai, whom he had never seen before, gave him an extremely uneasy feeling.
In this mood, Qin Weibai seemed to take it for granted no matter what he did.
In the completely clear picture, the darkness has completely faded away.
Kuangtu Li heard his own voice.
Weak, hoarse, tired, twisted, with weakness.
"Forcibly breaking through...ahem...you won't live long...hehe...haha...Gu Xianyan...do you regret it?"
In the sight, the woman in red raised her head extremely stiffly, looked into his eyes blankly, and said in a slow and hoarse voice: "You... will regret it more than me."
"Click..."
The giant sword that pierced his chest split instantly and turned into extremely delicate small swords one after another.
The wind and snow fluctuated wildly with the sword energy.
The messy sword light without any rhythm continued to spread with the woman in red as the center.
The perspectives of Li Kuangtu and Qin Weibai suddenly flew away.
This is truly an immersive movie.
But the person who showed them this movie is really not a good storyteller.
So there is no foreshadowing, no narration. Perhaps in the other person's heart, it is not a very important thing at all. What he wants to do is to present all the blood and killings to the two of them in the clearest and cruelest way.
before.
The perspectives of Qin Weibai and Li Kuangtu spread to the entire base.
There is a mixture of red and white in the base.
flowing blood.
Melting snow.
One after another, exquisite small swords shuttled through the base with sword energy like a rainbow.
The elites still alive in the base struggled desperately.
The sword energy swept past wildly.
The crowd suddenly exploded.
Yes, it just exploded.
Like a bomb, it exploded with flesh and blood flying all over the sky. The struggling elites turned into minced meat on the ground. Not to mention the original image, even the various parts could not be pieced together clearly.
The remaining elites in the entire base were completely wiped out by the sword energy. No one survived, and no one was completely dead.
The surging sword energy spread out of the base with the wind and snow like a wave.
The perspectives of Qin Weibai and Li Kuangtu also spread out of the base.
The sword energy cut off a nearby mountaintop.
The fleeing crowd appeared in the two people's perspective.
Li Kuangtu couldn't feel his body.
But his consciousness suddenly stiffened.
Among the fleeing crowd, familiar figures appeared in front of him one after another.
Dawn looked ferocious and angry.
Dawn with a solemn expression.
Phoenix with deep worries.
Phoenix also held a boy of about ten years old in his hand.
The perspective is constantly switching close-ups.
Li Su is still in charge of all intelligence work in Tiandu Purgatory.
Li Lan, the current butler of Tiandu Purgatory.
Li Yuan, the current senior guest of Tiandu Purgatory.
And at the very back of the crowd was a young man who looked to be less than thirty years old.
The young man was wearing a red phoenix-patterned robe, decorated with twelve movements representing the sun, moon and stars, which were complicated and gorgeous. Although his appearance was not too outstanding, he exuded a calmness and majesty that did not suit his age.
Both Qin Weibai and Li Kuangtu knew what this decoration meant.
These are the twelve movements and phoenix pattern robes that represent the emperor's decoration on the East Island, and will only appear on one person.
Emperor Higashishima!
Li Kuangtu's consciousness trembled violently.
His perspective was firmly fixed on this young man wearing a phoenix-patterned robe.
This was not the son he remembered.
Because his son was not yet twenty years old when he died.
But now, he is already close to thirty, his facial features have lost his childishness, and his complicated and gorgeous clothes are all so familiar, perfectly in line with his original plan.
At the very back of the crowd, the extremely young Emperor Hanmu raised his arms.
Memories came flooding back like a flood.
Kuangtu Li may still be a little confused.
But Qin Weibai's memory was completely awakened.
She knew exactly where she was.
This is another time and space.
Everything she saw now was something that had happened before, something she had done with her own hands.
This is the sacred mountain of the East Island, a secret base belonging to the royal family.
And everything she sees now is the scene when she took ruthless revenge.
The child who was killed in Ningdo.
The current Emperor Hanmu.
Two memories, different time and space, and chaotic reality caused her calm thinking to begin to distort.
She began to recall everything about that day.
Recalling what she once said.
That day, she failed to kill Emperor Huamu after all.
On that day, a madman with overdrafted vitality and a long sword with overdrafted energy could be said to be truly invincible, but there was someone she wanted to kill more than Emperor Hanamu.
The violent sword energy gathered at the moment Hua Wu raised his arm.
Two extremely powerful sword energies collided in mid-air.
The terrifying sword energy swept across all directions.
The surrounding snow-capped mountains were shaking crazily, and the snow was falling like landslides.
Emperor Hanamu, who forcibly blocked the sword, was thrown into the air.
Come, blood splattered, and before his body hit the ground, a faint white mist began to fill the whole body.
Terrifying avalanches began to cover everything.
The perspective of Kuangtu Li and Qin Weibai seemed to change into snowflakes one after another, clearly looking at the crowd under the avalanche.
"no no!!!"
Li Kuangtu roared silently, but couldn't make any sound.
From his perspective, he saw the phoenix buried in the snow and the child he was holding.
The moment the snow just fell, a delicate little sword had already pierced a large amount of snow, and the endless sword energy shook Phoenix and the child out.
The sword light was vertical and horizontal, from top to bottom, the sharp edge scratched Phoenix's scalp, spine, swords, and legs, and then cut off the child's limbs with great gentleness. Blood dripped quickly, but all the wounds were not
Crucial.
The cry of the child and the scream of the phoenix were heartbreaking.
Their surviving bodies fell into the swirling snow and were covered layer by layer. The blood and snow merged together, becoming white and red, and eventually turned into pure white.
Another small sword pierced through Ming Ming's eyes with sword energy, and cut off Ming Ming's legs. Ming Ming, dragging half of his body, roared and wanted to fight back, but he couldn't even find his opponent.
Death is everywhere in the avalanche.
Li is dying.
The extremely precious veterans of the Li family who had been preserved were tortured to death one after another in extremely cruel ways, and then they were all buried in the snow.
Among these people, Kuangtu Li saw not only some of the people currently in Tiandu Purgatory, but also some people currently in the East Imperial Palace.
But it has no effect.
Everyone was treated the same, and they were all tortured by small swords one after another in an almost inhumane and vicious way.
Li Kuangtu's consciousness trembled violently.
Be it extreme, paranoid, or arrogant, no matter what, he really has feelings for Mr. Li. This feeling is engraved in his bones and deep in his soul. It can even be said that
His motivation to live.
He never thought that Li would face such a scene.
People close and familiar were tortured and killed one after another.
He himself was pierced through the heart by that lunatic's sword.
The Li family is dying at an almost extinct rate.
Collapse, anger, hatred, resentment, and unwillingness, his emotions began to become extremely chaotic.
And in the extreme chaos, he heard the woman's voice.
"you win."
"you win."
The two voices sounded almost at the same time.
One is the sound from the perspective, dead silence, numbness, stiffness, and sluggishness.
And the other one rang beside him, a little complicated, a little nostalgic, and full of joy.
Why can Qin Weibai speak?
Li Kuangtu wanted to turn around, but he couldn't feel his body.
There is no one in his consciousness.
Because what he was watching was a movie.
When you are immersed in the scene, you naturally cannot see another person outside the movie.
Then he heard his own voice again.
Crazy, hoarse, with malice and pleasure,
"I will die, but the Li family is immortal, haha, haha... cough cough... Li Tianlan has fallen. You killed him, but you failed to kill Hua Wu today. The Li family is mine, and it is Hua Wu
Yes, it’s the Li family from the Li family, haha...I want to thank you, thank you for killing that bastard...ah!"
The moment the scream suddenly sounded, Li Kuangtu felt pain again.
He saw the woman in red reaching out her hand and plucking out his two eyes.
But this is a movie.
He can still see the screen.
He saw himself with blood spurting out of his eyes.
The voice next to me sounded again, almost murmuring to myself: "I don't like the look in your eyes..."
"The look in your eyes... I... don't like it very much... I've wanted to do this a long time ago."
The madman in red murmured and threw his two eyeballs aside.
Li Kuangtu saw that his expression was completely distorted, becoming extremely ferocious and at the same time even crazier.
"You killed him! Li Tianlan, Dongcheng Huangtu, it was you who killed him...you killed him...you killed him..."
Whoosh!
An arm flew directly into the air.
"Uh-huh...you killed him! You killed him! You killed him!"
Life force passes quickly.
Furious, Kuangtu Li began to vent his grievances like crazy. He knew what words would most anger the madman in front of him, so he kept repeating them.
Another arm flew into the air.
Then there are the feet.
calf.
knee.
thigh.
The internal organs were scattered on the floor after being cut in half.
The heart has been stabbed.
Even the vitality of the peak invincible state is rapidly disappearing at this time.
The completely crazy woman refused to let him go. She held the reassembled giant sword in her hand and stabbed his upper body with one sword after another, tearing his face, mouth, and throat.
Blood splattered everywhere...
Kuangtu Li is dead.
He is like a machine.
The woman who went completely crazy was dismantled into parts one after another.
From the beginning to the end, the woman's expression and eyes did not change at all, they were numb and lifeless.
She waited until Kuangtu Li was completely dead and standing among the broken corpses on the ground before she suddenly laughed.
The laughter was sharp and hollow, like crying and laughing at the same time.
She is really crazy.
Mountains full of snow.
Mountains of blood.
Li Kuangtu's consciousness watched silently.
He seemed to have entered the cold winter and the abyss, being wrapped in the cold. In the silence where the bloody and cruel scenes were continuously played on a loop, the darkness swallowed him up again.
The voice is still one step ahead of the bright.
"Where are the children? You two children who are no more than a few years old together, can you all lose sight of them?!"
In the voice that contained anger, some vague light tore through the darkness.
Li Kuangtu saw a somewhat familiar young face.
I'm not familiar with him because I haven't spoken to him before.
He looks familiar, because Li Kuangtu has always paid attention to him.
In today's Central Continent, outside of movies, this young man is actually not very famous, but in the eyes of truly caring people, he can definitely be said to be one of the most important young people in Central Continent.
Lin clan, Lin Youxian.
Lin Youxian in the picture is different from Li Kuangtu's impression. He seems to have not left the Lin clan yet, so compared to Lin Youxian's calmness and smoothness in the East Palace, he is now a bit more wanton and casual.
Li Kuangtu recognized the places in the picture.
This should be a five-star hotel in Huating. It is one of the Lin family's properties in Huating. He himself stayed there for a few days.
Kuangtu Li didn't understand what this meant, he just watched the movie in front of him quietly.
Qin Weibai's mood obviously began to fluctuate violently.
"Don't worry, young master. Don't worry, young master. We are looking for them. We guarantee to find those two children within three days."
"You bastards! What on earth do you do every day? You can't stand these two children, you losers! What's going on, tell me?"
"Young Master, the two children were brought back by the clan leader. He told us to take a good look at them. He would take them back to the headquarters after he finished what he was doing. We don't know the origin of the children, but a woman suddenly came in the morning.
Said he wanted to see his child..."
"What kind of woman?"
"...I can't describe it, a very beautiful woman, no, a perfect looking woman, wearing a red dress, carrying a sword... Young Master, that woman's mental state is very abnormal,
She looked like a madman. Without saying a few words, she had already injured several security guards, and then rushed in. She was too fast and we couldn't stop her. The whole hotel was looking for her.
Where is that woman? The situation is too chaotic. The two children also ran out there. It was the elder sister who took the younger brother... We..."
Lin Youxian was silent for a moment.
His expression became colder and colder: "In the morning?"
"..."
"It's already night now. The child was lost in the morning. How far can he run? You've been looking for it all day and you still haven't found it."
"..."
"Look for it, what are you doing here?! Go away, go and find someone, and don't come back if I can't find you!"
...
late at night.
A suburb far away from the neon lights of Huating.
The garbage dump was filled with moonlight.
The little figure rummaged carefully in the garbage.
The air on a midsummer night is scorchingly hot and depressing.
Under the bright moonlight, there was a vague figure of a little girl, who looked at most five or six years old. She had a thin body and dirty clothes. Sweat was flowing down her face. She had her eyes wide open.
He held half a piece of bread stained with dust in his small palms, and he was rummaging through the garbage seriously and persistently.
The garbage made a slight sound as it was turned over.
I don't know how much time passed, but the little girl let out a low cry, squatted down, moved the small half of a watermelon away from the garbage pile, and took out a carton of milk that had been mostly consumed.
She stretched out her hand and wiped the straw on the milk carton hard, and took a careful sip.
The milk seemed to have just been thrown away and had not spoiled. The girl held the bread and held the milk in her arms, and smiled with joy. It was very sweet.
She lifted up the somewhat hard bread in her hand and took a bite, holding half of the carton of milk in her arms, ready to turn around and leave.
"Can't you drink what's in your arms?"
A somewhat gentle voice sounded.
The girl was startled.
She really jumped up. She instinctively protected the milk, opened her big eyes, and looked ahead warily.
A middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties stood there, his body as stiff as a statue.
He is neatly dressed and has gray hair on his temples, but his appearance is elegant. Although he is no longer young, his whole person still exudes a chic and casual look.
One after another, the sword energy spread out in all directions with him as the center, covering the entire garbage dump and several dilapidated small houses near the garbage dump. The sword energy sensed everything. Finally, in a small room, he sensed
Come to the baby who is biting his finger.
The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to relax all of a sudden.
He slowly took a few steps forward and approached the little girl.
The little girl held the milk and backed away instinctively, but she didn't know what she thought of, so she stopped again, just opened her eyes and asked: "Are you here to catch me?"
She is old enough to barely remember, and knows that many people are arresting her now, but during this period, the number of people arresting her seems to have become very few.
"Someone is arresting you?"
The middle-aged man was stunned.
The girl nodded and said softly: "Yes, we were almost caught by them once. Me and... I ran to a crowded place, many uncles and aunts helped me, and the bad guys were scared away."
"
She raised her head and looked at him: "Where are you going to take me? I..."
Her big eyes were filled with mist, and she was a little desperate, crying: "I'll go with you."
"I'm not here to catch you."
The middle-aged man sighed softly and touched the girl's head: "I have been looking for you for almost half a year, and finally found you. I will take you home."
A child may not be able to tell right from wrong, but he can feel pure kindness and malice. The girl looked at him blankly for a while, and her body slowly relaxed.
The man reached out to grab the half-carton of milk that the girl was holding tightly, and pulled, but did not pull.
He was slightly startled.
The girl was a little nervous again, hesitated, and whispered: "Milk...my brother wants to drink."
According to her experience, this small half carton of milk, plus some crumbs from the soft part of the bread, can feed her brother for a day.
The middle-aged man, who was used to seeing all kinds of tragedies, suddenly felt a sore nose and said with a forced smile: "It doesn't matter, I found the best wet nurse."
Although he said this, he did not grab the half carton of milk, which represented food in the girl's heart.
He knelt down, looked at the girl, and said softly: "Do you still remember me?"
The girl looked at him confusedly and shook her head slightly.
"Your aunt asked me to take care of you and your brother. Half a year ago, I put you in a hotel and said I would take you home in a few days. Do you remember? How did you get together later?"
The middle-aged man asked softly.
The girl thought seriously and hesitated: "We... saw our aunt... I took my brother to find my aunt, and my brother... wants to breastfeed."
She seemed to have thought of something and looked at the middle-aged man happily: "Where is aunt?"
"She..."
The middle-aged man's eyes become extremely complicated.
He reached out and touched the girl's head and whispered: "She went to a place far, far away."
The girl blinked and said softly: "Then when will she come back?"
"It will probably take a long, long time, right?"
The girl was silent.
She was vaguely aware of something, but she didn't fully understand it.
She didn't know how long it had passed before she whispered: "Can you help me raise my brother?"
She was only a few years old, but she had to carry a baby. You can imagine how difficult it was to survive. But even in the most difficult situation, she never thought of abandoning her brother. She didn't know what to do at her age.
The love between brother and sister is deep, but I just instinctively feel that I can't leave my brother behind.
"Okay. I will take you home and I promise to give you the best life."
The middle-aged man said seriously.
The girl nodded and asked expectantly: "Does that mean I don't have to beg for food? And I don't have to chop off a leg? My uncles said that when I grow up, I can use it, or I can chop off a leg."
If we beg for food, they will support me and my brother."
The middle-aged man's mouth twitched.
He knew who the uncles the girl was talking about were. Before he came, he had killed all those scum and cut them into pieces.
"Of course, you must be healthy and safe."
He took the girl's hand, and with the sword energy surging, the two came to the dilapidated small room.
On the small bed in the room, the baby, who was neither crying nor fussing, looked at the man with dark eyes, and suddenly grinned.
The murderous smell of sword energy and blood were still lingering around him.
The baby seems to like this atmosphere very much and is getting happier and happier.
The man carefully picked up the baby, looked at the girl next to him, took his little hand, and asked, "Do you remember your names?"
"I remember that."
The girl nodded seriously: "My name is Dongcheng Yue. My brother's name is Li Dongcheng. My aunt said we should never forget it."
The man was silent for a while, then nodded and said softly: "Then I will never forget it."
"Uncle, what's your name?"
The girl blinked her eyes.
The man smiled, reached out to touch her head, and said softly: "My name is Lin Fengting."