There was a drizzle in the sky, and the fine raindrops fell like cow hair, dripping on the face of a young man, bringing a hint of coolness, as if penetrating his skin directly and reaching deep into his heart.
The boy opened his eyes with difficulty, and then slowly got up. He looked around, his eyes full of astonishment and confusion. He was in a ruin, which was once his home. Last night, a group of robbers broke into the village and brutally killed dozens of people in the village. When his parents were fleeing with him, they were unfortunately discovered by horse bandits. In order to protect him from escaping, his parents risked their lives to hold back the bandits, giving the boy a chance to escape.
The boy staggered out of the village, crying and shouting, but he was suddenly tripped by a stone and hit his head hard on the ground, and then fell into a coma.
When he woke up again, he was shocked by the scene. The whole village had become a ruin, with ashes from the raging fire flying in the air. He frantically looked for his parents and shouted their names, but all he heard was silence and the sound of the wind. In despair, he knelt on the ground, desperately digging at the ruins with his hands, trying to find a glimmer of hope. His hands were cut by sharp stones, and blood stained the ground red, but he did not stop.
Suddenly, there was a sound of horse hooves from behind him. He looked back in horror and saw the robbers turning back and galloping towards him. One of the robbers shouted excitedly: "Boss, there is still a survivor!" The boy's heart sank to the bottom in an instant, he knew he was about to face a life-and-death test. But he did not back down, clenched his fists tightly, ready to fight these cruel robbers to the death.
The boy picked up a stone nearby, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the inhuman beasts. He roared at the top of his lungs and rushed over without hesitation.
The bandits looked at the boy with contemptuous smiles on their faces. They laughed as if they were teasing a poor little animal. They surrounded the boy in the middle, and one of them took out a whip and whipped him hard.
Each blow was painful, and the boy was in excruciating pain, but he still bravely picked up the stone and threw it at the bandits. However, he was already exhausted, and his body strength was almost exhausted, so he couldn't aim accurately at all.
As time went by, the boy was beaten to a bloody mess, his clothes were tattered, and his wounds were bleeding. Finally, he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
The bandits looked at the fallen boy, spat with disdain, and then turned around and prepared to leave.
But just as they were leaving, a woman in white appeared in front of them like a fairy and blocked their way.
The leader looked at the tall figure of the woman, and an evil desire suddenly rose in his heart. He raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a greedy smile, and then took out the reins, ready to grab her and ravage her.
Without saying a word, the leader of the horse bandits patted the horse's body, signaling the horse to run. He quickly came to the woman, raised the reins high, and prepared to throw them at the woman.
However, just as the reins were about to touch the woman, something strange happened. The reins instantly turned into powder and floated in the air.
The bandits were stunned with astonishment. Before they could react, they heard the woman open her red lips and whisper, "Die."
Instantly, everyone's heads seemed to be cut off by an invisible force and separated from their bodies. Their bodies exploded at the same time, turning into tiny dots of starlight, like gorgeous fireworks. These starlights fell with the raindrops, forming waves of terrifying blood curtains on the ground.
The blood curtain filled the air, emitting a strong bloody smell that made people shudder. The woman in white stood quietly in the blood curtain, her eyes cold and firm, as if announcing the arrival of justice.
She stood quietly, staring at the village that was once full of life and vitality, but now it has turned into a ruin. His eyes revealed deep pain and sadness, as if he could feel the suffering that this land has experienced. He walked slowly, his steps were heavy and slow, as if every step carried endless sorrow. When he came to the place where the bandits had just molested the boy, he stopped, his eyes fell on the boy's dilapidated body, and a feeling of pity surged in his heart.
She gently picked up the boy, feeling his faint breath. He looked up at the sky, as if looking for hope. Then, she jumped up and took the boy to the sky.
Soon, they came to the seaside and looked at the ocean in the distance. In the distant sky, a huge spaceship was flying towards them. Soon after, the spaceship landed beside them. He carried the boy into the ship and cast a spell. The spaceship began to rise slowly and flew away. After a long flight, they finally arrived at a mysterious island. On the coast, several people were looking out and waiting for their arrival.
The spaceship docked at the shore, and he got off the ship. Immediately, two women in clan robes came up to him and said respectfully, "Master, you are back! Who is this?"
She looked at the young man in her arms, a hint of tenderness flashed in her eyes, and she replied: "I met him on the road. His village was invaded by horse bandits, and he was the only one left alive in the village. I couldn't bear to see him suffer like this, so I brought him back." After that, the woman gently stroked the boy's face, as if to comfort him.
"Help him clean his body and treat him at the same time."
The two girls agreed and took the boy away. One day later, the boy slowly opened his eyes, but what he saw was the green beams of the house. He rubbed his eyes and murmured.
"Am I dead? Is this the underworld?"
Suddenly, a boneless hand gently touched his head, and a gentle voice came: "Are you awake?"
The boy's eyes gradually focused, and he finally saw the person's appearance clearly. She was very beautiful, with long eyelashes that fluttered like butterfly wings, and big, lively eyes that were like bright stars, emitting charming light. Her tall and graceful figure and devilish face were even more amazing.
The boy quickly stood up and asked nervously, "Sister, who are you?"
The woman slowly told him what had happened before, and then said: "I saved you."
The boy finally remembered what happened before, and felt a little scared. Then he curled up and cried softly. The woman gently touched his head and comforted him softly, "Don't cry, follow me from now on! My name is Yourong Rouxue, what's yours?"
The young man looked up at her, tears still welling in his eyes, and said in a sobbing voice: "My... my name is Xue Lian."
You Rong Rouxue whispered softly: "Xue Lian? Well, from now on I will call you Lian'er, and I will be your master from now on."
Her voice was as warm as the spring breeze, which gradually calmed the boy down. Rong Rouxue's eyes were full of love and tenderness, as if they could melt all the ice. She gently stroked the boy's hair, comforting him, making him feel unprecedented warmth and peace of mind.
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