The First Order

Spring is here, and the northern grasslands will never see the snow-capped landscape, but they are alive and well.

The tender green of the grassland is refreshing, and the transparent and clear river flows over the meadow, winding and winding.

The white clouds in the sky are low, as if the sky is within reach.

But somehow, on the way back, Yan Liuyuan always felt that the sky was overcast, and the clouds never dissipated.

Until the moment he saw Sister Xiaoyu, the dark clouds of the sky suddenly receded, and the sky went straight through the dark clouds to the earth, and the abyss was also illuminated.

When Xiaoyu originally saw Yan Liuyuan, she felt like the other person had changed, but when the other person saw her, she changed back immediately.

To Yan Liuyuan, Xiaoyu is like a solid anchor. As long as this anchor is still there, he will not be lost in the deep sea.

In front of Sister Xiaoyu, he is no longer a deity, nor is he a young master on the grassland, just Yan Liuyuan.

"Sister Xiaoyu, my brother is still alive," Yan Liuyuan said softly while sitting in Wang Ting's account.

Xiaoyu, who was sewing clothes for Yan Liuyuan, suddenly froze. She turned to look at Yan Liuyuan: "He ... where is he?"

Yan Liuyuan took off his black mask from his cheek and said, "But I didn't go to him."

There were only two of them in Wang Ting's account. Sister Xiaoyu saw a gloom in Yan Liuyuan's expression, and she said, "Is it because of fear?"

Yan Liuyuan suddenly said something else: "Sister, you know my ability. I used to backfire every time I used it."

Sister Xiaoyu said gently: "The first time I discovered your ability, it was when your brother's whole bone was broken. At that time we were held by Li's forces to work. You wrestled every day and your face became swollen, and Those who have been cursed by you have fallen. "

"Well," Yan Liuyuan nodded. "That curse back bite is very simple. Whatever I curse, the corresponding back bite will come to me. But it has been different since the war in the valley, the earth is constantly cracking, and the ground The cracks continued to spread far away, but I did n’t get any backlash. The cracked earth was like opening the yoke on my body. Every time I use it, the yoke will open a little more. "

After hearing these words, Xiaoyu did not rush to respond, but listened to Yan Liuyuan in silence.

Yan Liuyuan said, "The rift on the shackles is like a gap in the abyss, which keeps expanding. I feel as if some kind of will is calling me to make me a part of that will. No, more precisely, yes Instead of that huge will. Only when I come back to you, can I feel that the rift is slowly closed, and I will have more ... human feelings. "

"Six yuan, you have unified the grassland, don't use your ability anymore," Sister Xiaoyu said softly as she sat opposite Yan Liuyuan.

"Well, I will try to exercise restraint," Yan Liuyuan agreed.

"Then what are you going to do after that," Sister Xiaoyu asked.

Yan Liuyuan was silent for a long time: "This time, thousands of people died innocently in the slaughter of the city. Some women suffered humiliation because of Qiutun. I do n’t know how to face him. I do n’t know how to tell him. His closest brother has become the person he hates most. "

"But you know, although he wants you to be a good person, he will never let you go because of such things. Have you ever wondered how hard he is looking for you now? You know the character of your brother, he "If I don't see you one day, I'll search for it until he dies," said Xiaoyu.

Yan Liuyuan stopped talking.

At this time, Xiaoyu looked at Yan Liuyuan's expression and suddenly realized that Liuyuan was not unable to face Ren Xiaosu, but was unable to face herself.

At that time, in the market town, Liu Yuan's speech would imitate Ren Xiaosu's tone. He would do whatever Ren Xiaosu liked.

This child has an inexplicable admiration for Ren Xiaosu since he was a child, and he takes Ren Xiaosu as his role model and wants to be a person like Ren Xiaosu.

But in the end, he became the kind of person that the other party hated most, and Yan Liuyuan was scared.

"Sister, give me some time," Yan Liuyuan said. "I'll go check Yanchang first."

Talking, Yan Liuyuan put on his black face armor again and waited until he walked out of Wang Ting's tent. There were already countless tribal people waiting for him outside. Hassan led horses for him, and Seranzi Respectfully kneeling on the ground, willingly became a horsestool.

This is the treatment of the gods.

Yan Liuyuan first looked at the injuries of the deceased, and Fu Lanqi confirmed on the side: "It's all stab wounds, but it should be a heavy knife. The hacking force is extremely great. It almost cut people into two, and their ears were cut off. Like a ritual. "

Yan Liuyuan nodded: "Are there any survivors? Have you seen the perpetrators?"

"No, the twelve people who went to Yanchi to carry salt are all dead," said a leader.

Zanguyan squatted beside the corpse: "The stab wounds are all positive. No one ran away. They were all the bravest men on the grassland. Master, would you chase the north to avenge them? I can be a vanguard."

"First bury the warriors in heaven," Yan Liuyuan said calmly.

After speaking, there were several hawksbills flying in the sky, and if no one fell beside the corpse, the surrounding tribe people all kneeled down. For prairie people, if the dead body can be eaten by hawksbill, it means the soul of the dead Can fly into the sky.

But in the past, the burial of the dead had to take the dead to the grassland and wait for seven days. It was never as magical as before.

In their opinion, this was a funeral held by Yan Liuyuan for the tribe himself, and a baptism of the gods.

Yan Liuyuan dialed his horse and walked towards Yanchi. Hundreds of soldiers behind him followed him like a kiss.

When they reached the periphery of Yanchi, Yan Liuyuan had already seen the blood in front of him.

On the white salt pond, the purple-brown blood was extremely eye-catching. Yan Liuyuan asked, "Is the body found here?"

"Yes," answered a prairie man.

"Have you seen anyone from the North in recent years?" Yan Liuyuan asked.

"No," Fu Lanqi shook his head. "Supposedly the most active in the North is my Fu Lan Bu, but I have never seen them."

"That's weird," Yan Liuyuan said. "Why are these people going south suddenly and still so close to our territory?"

At this moment, a black figure appeared on the vast Yanchi in the distance, and Hasan moved subconsciously, taking his men to stand in front of Yan Liuyuan.

Yan Liuyuan looked on the horse's back as he approached, and calmly said, "Here it is."