Dimly, Su Xuan seemed to hear his grandfather's voice.
Su Xuan felt somewhat sad inside.
After all, he died before he could say goodbye in the end... But thinking of this, Su Xuan was startled.
"Whoosh!"
Su Xuan opened his eyes and sat up.
He looked around blankly, seeing green mountains and green waters, as well as a small village with smoke rising from the kitchen in the distance.
At the moment he is sitting on a hill.
The grass is green and the ground is full of wild flowers.
The crisp chirping of birds sounds from time to time.
This is a very peaceful little mortal village.
What about Dragon Cave?
What about the True Dragon Scepter?
Where is the Snow White Holy Dragon?
Su Xuan sat blankly, unable to return to his senses for a long time.
Suddenly.
Su Xuan lowered his head and saw a pair of tender little hands.
He subconsciously touched his face, but found that he was just a child.
"What's going on? Is that a dream..." Su Xuan walked down the mountain in a daze and walked into the small village.
"Gouzi, you're back."
"Are you going to practice boxing again?"
"Haha, what kind of boxing do you want to practice? Helping your grandfather herd cattle is what you want to do."
"Don't listen to those nonsense stories. Warriors are too far away from us..." The villagers around him were laughing and teasing Su Xuan.
"Who do you think is a bitch?"
Su Xuan was instinctively angry.
"Haha, by the way, your name is Dog Hero..." The big man who called Su Xuan 'Gouzi' laughed and rubbed Su Xuan's annoyance hard.
Su Xuan resisted, but seemed extremely weak.
I am the Evil Lord! I am a great sword cultivator! Why do you call me a dog? Su Xuan returned home in a daze.
Home?
When did he have a family?
In a somewhat dilapidated thatched house, there was an old man sleeping soundly with rosacea on his nose, smelling of alcohol all over his body.
This is his grandfather, either working or drinking.
Su Xuan fell asleep in a daze.
For a long time after that, Su Xuan was in a trance, thinking that he was dreaming and that he had been reincarnated.
But later, Su Xuan discovered that the magnificent life in Donghuang might be just a dream.
He gradually began to forget, and could not remember many things. On the contrary, this small village became more and more vivid in his memory.
His name is Gouzi, and he is just an ordinary little boy who dreams of becoming a martial artist and a great hero... However, this is just a dream.
It took three full months before Su Xuan gave up all his wild thoughts.
What he should do now is grow up in peace and care about his only relative.
Su Xuan started to herd cattle and also started to help his grandfather with some farm work.
Su Xuan felt that he should accept his fate. Now he couldn't even remember the life of cultivation.
But there are always so many surprises in life.
On this day, Su Xuan climbed over a hill to herd cattle as usual.
He lay leisurely on the back of the cow.
But soon, he heard screams.
Su Xuan sat up in confusion.
His eyes suddenly widened.
In the distance, grandpa came running covered in blood.
"Dog, run, the monster is coming!"
Grandpa yelled, and then he fell down with a 'plop'.
Grandpa... was slapped to the ground with his claws by a furry monster with a wolf head.
Su Xuan screamed in fright.
This was a monster he had never seen before, and its huge body made him feel unprecedented fear.
Then...the monster ate his grandpa.
Su Xuan burst into tears, and the cow under him was also stimulated and ran wildly.
The monster looked over and originally wanted to chase it, but there was a vast horn sounding behind it, and a shrill roar echoed.
The monster was shocked and turned back quickly.
Over there... there seems to be an enemy.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Su Xuan woke up in a small forest.
He was startled, and then started crying.
On the way, he was thrown off by a cow and was knocked unconscious.
Grandpa died, the cows ran away, and the village was probably gone.
Su Xuan didn't even know where this place was.
He was dirty and walked out wiping tears.
"Woo, grandpa, I'm so scared..." Gouzi, who originally wanted to be a hero, was crying like a dog.
He was filled with fear and wanted to leave this cold, dark forest.
The sky became dark and drizzle fell.
Su Xuan, who was wearing thin clothes, huddled up, swallowed more, and walked forward in a daze.
He is just a child now, a little life that is at a loss what to do.
I don't know how long it took.
Su Xuan felt that his feet hurt so much, his body felt so cold, and his throat hurt... His tears seemed to have dried up, and he just sobbed from time to time.
Su Xuan looked into the distance.
The sky gradually darkened.
The distance is like a huge monster, devouring everything.
final.
Su Xuan fell.
But someone seemed to be running from a distance.
"There's a kid here!"
"This should be the survivor from the small village just now!"
"God damn the aliens, they won't even spare ordinary people."
Noisy sounds sounded.
Su Xuan opened his eyes with difficulty. The figure was shaking, but he couldn't see clearly. In the end, he passed out.
...When Su Xuan woke up, he was already in a long queue.
There was fear in Su Xuan's eyes and he shrank back.
Because these people were dressed in military uniforms and exuded a strong evil spirit.
They are more powerful than the monster Su Xuan saw.
"Are you awake?"
A middle-aged man turned his head, his face was rough and fierce, but he still tried to be gentle when facing Su Xuan.
Unfortunately, this could not eliminate Su Xuan's inner fear.
"You...who are you, and where...are you taking me?"
Su Xuan trembled.
"Don't worry, we are good people."
The middle-aged man tried his best to be gentle and said: "Your village was destroyed, but we saved you.
Now when I find a safe city, I will place you there, so you don’t have to be afraid."
"I..." Su Xuan wanted to say something, but tears fell heavily.
He remembered that the village was gone, his grandfather was dead, and the cow was lost... "Don't cry..." The middle-aged man was a little confused, not knowing how to comfort Su Xuan.
"Go away, can you speak?"
A tall and thick girl kicked the middle-aged man away and looked at Su Xuan with a gentle look on her face: "My child, don't cry. My sister is a good person and will never hurt you."
"Wow..." Su Xuan cried louder.
These girls don't look like good people.
The older girl panicked and started to panic.
When people in the distance saw it, they burst into hearty laughter.
The heaviness on their faces lessened, as if they were using their laughter to drive away the gloomy sky and the raging cold wind...this year.
Winter comes very early, spanning summer and autumn.
On this desolate land, heavy chariots passed by, but they could not crush the frozen soil.
The young Su Xuan didn't know that these fierce-looking people were the martial arts cultivators he longed for, nor did he know that they were on their way to fight the aliens.
This year, Su Xuan had no idea that the world was much bigger than he imagined, and that iron blood and legends that he could not imagine were happening outside.
Su Xuan, who was sitting on the chariot at this moment, was just crying.
As a young boy, his heart was filled with fear of the unknown and confusion about the future.
This year is the beginning of the Sixth Age.
The era of the Holy Kings ends.
Donghuang ushered in a new era, and also ushered in the invasion of Nanling foreign tribes.
In order to resist the aliens, countless monks in the Eastern Wasteland launched a counterattack.
The prosperous Martial Palace even issued the Order of Ten Thousand Martial Arts, gathering thousands of martial arts cultivators in the west.
Under the leadership of the Martial Lord, they will take the initiative to build defense lines, counterattack Nanling, and guard the mountains and rivers of Donghuang.