Dawn of the Grey Tower

　　 "Seven sons, seven sons!" The familiar accent and tone made him open his eyes. The clusters of white flowers in full bloom on the locust tree above my head exuded bursts of fragrance, and occasionally the petals and leaves that fell due to the wind spread a thin layer on him, and there were some small insects crawling in between. With.

　　 He shook his head and shook everything off his body, and then carefully reached out his hand to remove the caterpillar from his shoulder and put it on the fallen leaves. The figure in the distance waved at him, which was beckoning him to eat. He was not in a hurry to eat, because he was not very hungry after sleeping for an afternoon, but he stretched his waist and walked slowly.

　　 The staple food for dinner is Sophora japonicus porridge, and the dishes at the same table also include Sophora japonica buns and scrambled eggs with Sophora japonica flowers, which must be from my mother. She always said that the diet must be in harmony with the solar terms so that people can experience the ups and downs with nature.

　　 But to be honest, although Sophora japonica smells fragrant, it tastes bitter. He never likes it. Acacia nectar is an exception, but he likes all kinds of flower nectar.

　　 "Old Qi, what do you think about when you eat? Haven't you woken up yet?" The man across the table said angrily, and the chopsticks in his hand were slightly lowered, looking rather unhappy. But there is nothing terrible. The time when the father is upset is much longer than when he shows other emotions. This kind of serious state is very accustomed to his son.

　　 As for the rest of the family, they all think this is a reliable performance, and only the mother will privately protest against his inhumanity, as is about to happen now.

"Don't be so fierce. Seven sons took a rest today and only slept for a while. On weekdays, they don't stay in the practice field and study until dark before coming back." The mother said the words and put the rice with Sophora japonica to his father. In front of her, and she herself did not plan to sit down. This is the rule of the family. When eating, the elders eat one table first, the men eat another table, and finally it is the female's turn to serve the table.

　　 He never felt that this was wrong, but he always hoped that his mother could also eat together, so that his father's face would not be so stubborn, and his eyes would not be so sharp as to pierce the dining table.

"Wake up in the morning and faint, even in the days of rest! He is my son, a child of my Jianmen, how can he sleep under the tree when he is sleepy like those unruly savages? It's so frivolous, how about it when you grow up in the future?" Father's voice did not amplify, which means that he did not intend to continue to reprimand, only to find himself a step down after his mother retorted.

"When I grow up, my seven sons must be a man who stands up to the ground, and then all of you who break the rules will not be able to put on him! He will be in the sword gate, and he will be able to be a savage. This is called a temple, Swim in rivers and seas." Mother's words became the last voice in this memory, but unfortunately he was really not hungry at the time. The Sophora japonica porridge had not been eaten for a long time. By now, the taste has gradually disappeared.

　　 I have to go back, I have to go back to see how the locust tree in front of my house is doing.

　　 Thinking of this, Jian Qi's eyes suddenly opened, he wiped off the blood stains in front of him with the back of his left hand, and barely regained his awareness of the surroundings. Therefore, he also saw how he survived that explosion.

　　 The woman who claimed to represent the Lord of Youhe was pressing on him, using her body as a protective net to withstand the violent explosion. The price was that her body was almost shattered, the flesh and blood below her right chest was completely burned, and the exposed spine could be vaguely seen. That indifferent and beautiful face has also been burned without its skin, revealing its bones.

　　 "You... are... alive..." The pink skull in the true sense controls the movement of the jaw with her remaining muscles, struggling to make a sound. After Jian Qi nodded in response to her, the only brilliance in her eyes disappeared, and the whole body fell down like a building without support. The sword seeker carefully turned the bones of the vampire to one side, with mixed flavors in his heart.

　　 They were ambushed, in other words, it was originally a trap here. Whether this trap is aimed at them is currently unknown. The only thing that can be certain is that even if it is the squad summoned by Youhe, it is unlikely that anyone will survive such a violent explosion.

　　 Jian Qi was standing in the ruins after the explosion, with the iron rod in his hand nowhere to be found. He looked around blankly, hoping to find his surviving companion among the large burnt and dark ruins. But reality is always contrary to expectations. The first thing that appeared in his field of vision was not any familiar figure, but a monster walking barefoot in the flames.

　　 The monster has red skin, and behind its humanoid appearance are bat-like wings and goat-like horns. It is a typical image of a devil in people's mouth. Facing this enemy from the land of sulfur and flame, Jian Qi has only one thing to use except for his double fists, that is, the wooden sword that he has been carrying on his back, even in the event of an explosion. .

This evil spirit sword was held tightly by the seven swords. To be honest, he was not very confident, because the legend of the green talisman has always been used as an instrument to suppress evil spirits, and this sword has never been mentioned. Can it be used in fighting.

"There is still a living mouth? It doesn't matter, kill you first and then clean up that Barak, we have time." The devil's voice is like a poisonous snake who has learned the human language. He gently **** his wings, and the surrounding flames take the initiative to show to the sides. The road between him and Jian Qi.

　　 This cruel monster didn't rush to kill him in a hurry, but first stretched his bizarre arm into the ashes after the explosion, and then pulled it out of it! A trident made of black steel was buried here long ago or was summoned through some of his magical rituals. In short, it made a terrifying sound of wind pressure in the hands of the devil.

　　 In fact, Jian Qi turned over a mistake, because real demons are not very good at using weapons. They believe that their bodies are better than any foreign objects, let alone carry their own weapons through this magic-like method. So what he actually faced was not a violent demon, but a cunning demon.

However, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, whether it is a demon or a devil, is a terrible thing for the current sword seven, at least the steel fork doesn’t care if others can recognize the identity of its holder. , I just want to make three **** holes in humans.

　　 "Human, your life is over!" The voice accompanied the steel fork, and went straight to Jianqi's chest with the smell of bad wind and sulfur! This devil's wings are not all decorations. Relying on the structure of the two wings, he can play a speed that ordinary people can't rely on legs and feet, and in this process can rely on the contact of the limbs with the ground to continuously correct the trajectory.

　　 The trident is longer than a sword. The devil's arm was also a lot more than Jian Qi's arm. When the two were added, Jian Qi, as a warrior, couldn't find any chance to fight back. He could only retreat, but the stone wall behind him that was not completely collapsed was destined to simply retreat could not bring him life. Seeing the gleaming tip of the steel fork getting closer and closer to him, the look of the sword seeker calmed down.

　　He still has the hole cards, and he also has the things he brought from his hometown and was entrusted with his name. Take a deep breath, and then exhale sharply. With this breath, the body becomes as light as a bird, and it is pulled up to half a human height on the flat ground!

　　 "Drink!" The sole of the foot stepped on the bifurcation of the trident. The Seven Swordsman leaned forward, and the green talisman sword in his hand was already pulled to the left shoulder, and he was about to swing, and the goal was directed at the devil's neck!

　　 "You give me life!"

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