Nine Turning Stars

Long Ao nodded, and his eyes swept over all the clansmen. At this moment, the clansmen of the family, regardless of men, women, young or old, were also looking at him. There was dependence and expectation in their eyes.

"Clan people..." Long Ao opened his mouth softly, his words spread around and fell into the ears of every clansman.

"We don't want to leave our hometown... we don't want to leave the land that has been inhabited for generations, we don't want to take root in this Xuantian Continent from now on... but for the continuation of my Long family, we... have to do this!

We will live, we will live!

Tell our descendants, and even tell ourselves that one day, we can return here, return to the home that truly belongs to us, and we can create our own home. On that day... we will put all The humiliation, will be returned to the married couple several times! !

I have confidence, you...have any! ! "Long Ao shouted loudly.

All the clansmen, in that moment of sorrow, erupted that suppressed roar. The roar was shocking. Maybe there were not too many clansmen in the Long family, but this roar was the strongest roar of everyone's vitality.

"One day... our Long family will come back... Now, move!!" Long Ao closed his eyes, but he didn't want others to see the sadness in his eyes. The members of the Long family, supported by each other and under the protection of the powerful members of that family, moved slowly, left the land where they had only stayed for less than a hundred years, and migrated towards the unknown distance.

The long crowd slowly left the abandoned family. Behind them, the former Long family still had a faint black smoke coming out, and there were broken pieces all over the ground, revealing a sense of desolation and sadness.

There were bursts of crying from the crowd, belonging to those children who had not grown up, to those scared women, and to every member of the Long family.

The men in the clan, protecting their relatives, hugged the confused children, and walked forward silently while the tears were streaming down. Some older children were also holding the hands of their relatives in fear at this moment, crying , looking back.

Looking at the once familiar, it seems that I want to turn this scene into eternity and bury it deeply in the depths of my memory, for fear that I will forget it, for fear that I will never remember... the way home.

Every one of them can't help but look back, look at the family that left, look at the homeland of the past...

Among the crowd, there is a vicissitudes old man, he is another ancestor.He looked calm, as if he had seen through the years, and now he was carrying a simple bag, silently among the crowd, inconspicuous.

It is noon at this moment, the sun is not strong, the snow on the ground is glowing with silver light, which can sting people's eyes, but no matter how strong the light is, it seems that it can't stop the people of the tribe from turning their heads back and forth with the sad eyes. The bitterness of parting.

The homeland is getting farther and farther away, and the outline of the Long family is gradually blurred. You can only see a faint black smoke rising into the sky, and you can only see the broken trance, but the beauty of the past is already engraved in every day. In the hearts of a clansman, they... will never forget, never forget.

Long Tian turned around, and everything about the Long family was also imprinted in his memory. His childhood, his happiness, and his growth existed there, and he was familiar with every corner there. He will never forget a piece of land, and everything there... is in his mind and will exist for a lifetime.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, no one is willing to leave their hometown, no one is willing to leave this familiar homeland, no one is willing to go to that strange place, and everything will be strange from then on.

However, this is the only way, the only way to keep the Long family alive and continue to multiply. This road is very far, very far, and the process will be bumpy, but it must... go on.

The crisis is not over. On the contrary, the real danger has just begun. Previously, with the help of the Long family's clan protection formation, they resisted the first wave of war in the family. Most of them are ordinary clansmen, and they have no power to resist in front of warriors.

This migration is destined to be unsafe...

Once the Long family falls, what awaits them is that all warriors will be killed in battle, and all males will be massacred, including children, but all males will die... The only ones that exist are the women of the Long family, and they will be killed. Being driven into a married family and becoming an object like property, the only function is to pass on the family line for the family members of the married family, and to dedicate the remaining years to the growth of the married family and humiliation.

The migration of nearly [-] people cannot be too fast, especially because besides the men, there are also a large number of children and women. In this winter, in this cold, their crying gradually decreased, and silence replaced them. everything.

They don't know where the future is, maybe leaving Xuantian Continent is the only one... but no one knows whether they can get out of here alive...

During this process, how many people will die, how many people will never see their loved ones again, they don't know...

In the crowd, there are quite a few young clansmen. They do not have the aptitude for cultivation, and they seldom made contributions to the family in the past. As long as these actions are not too outrageous, no one will pay attention to them.

At this moment, these ten or so young people, with fear and fear, looked around in the crowd, wishing they could go to a safe place all at once.

Around this long line of people, warriors of the Long family, with exhaustion and persistence, guarded silently, and sometimes stepped forward to help some weak old people.At the forefront of the team was the ancestor of the Long family. He looked resolute and walked vigilantly in front of him. Behind him were several strong men, all of whom were vigilant.

The two sides and the rear are all like this. Long Ao walks at the end, holding a sword in his hand, walking solemnly, always paying attention to the surroundings, Long Zhi pulls Long Xin, and walks silently on the right side of the team. His face was pale, and there was more blood on his chest, but he didn't care.

Long Kong, Long Xue, and other warriors in the family all followed around and were always vigilant.

On the left and right sides, Long Zhan, Long Tianxing, and Long Tianxiong have great responsibilities, and they follow silently.Long Tianxing's right hand is always holding his sword, if there is the slightest disturbance, he will rush forward immediately!Behind him, there was an old man in the crowd, looking at him with calm eyes from time to time.

This old man, whom Long Tian knew, was one of the ancestors of the Long family!

Long Zhan's expression was as indifferent as ever, no one knew what he was thinking, and no one noticed the trace of sadness that flashed through his squinted eyes at that time.

Long Tian followed the family's migration crowd, listening to them cry, the crying gradually turned into silence, his heart ached, he looked at the familiar faces and their fear, Long Tian clenched fist.