Douluo mainland prequel

Could it be...that this is our future? ——Aizawa Hanabi.

Before Hanabi could recover from the shock in front of her, the scene suddenly shattered and quickly turned into another place...

Douluo Continent, southwest of Tiandou Empire, Fasnuo Province.

It was just dawning, and a faint white fish belly rose in the east in the distance. Several farmers in coarse cloth carried hoes, walking alone or in groups of three or two, towards their fields.It stands to reason that a beautiful woman like Hanabi standing at the entrance of the village will definitely attract [-]% head turn, but these honest farmers who have been dealing with the fields all their lives don't seem to have seen Hanabi, a big living person, and they are doing what they are supposed to do.

"Holy Soul Village?" Looking up at the old village sign above her head, Hanabi has not yet recovered from the scene of the Eighteen Forbiddens just now, but for the sudden change of scene, she still knows something about her current situation. Given the situation, he couldn't help but sigh, "It's such a domineering name..."

Holy Soul Village, if you just listen to its name, it is definitely a quite surprising name, but in fact, it is just a small village with only more than [-] households in the south of Notting City in Fasino Province.The reason why it is called Holy Soul is because according to legend, a soul master of the Soul Saint level walked out here a hundred years ago, hence the name.However, the realm of Soul Saint is unattainable for ordinary people, but for Hua Huo, who deals with two Soul Saints all day long, he still has no feeling.

Outside Holy Soul Village, there are large areas of farming land. The food and vegetables produced here are supplied to Notting City. Therefore, although the nearby villages are not very wealthy, compared to those who starve to death without enough food, Said that their quality of life is still good.

Thinking of the images he saw before, Hanabi guessed something in her mind, but there was still some major evidence missing.

Seeing one person after another ignoring him, Hanabi knew that he was still in an illusion, but he just didn't know what these illusions were telling him.

"Do I still have to follow the rules of the game, analyze all the clues and then go to meet the biggest boss of the mission or kill the boss by the way?" Hua Huo was whimsical, but she had to continue reading, "It was the wedding of myself and Ah Hao... What do you want to see now?”

But no matter what it was, if she didn't see it, she probably wouldn't be able to leave this illusion, right?She grimaced again at the thought of leaving the illusion.A hole was opened in her heart, and she didn't know if she could survive?

"Forget it, let's be optimistic! Hanabi Aizawa, you will never die if you are a scourge for thousands of years!" Encouraging herself, Hanabi continued to think about this illusion, "I don't know what the deep secrets of this illusion are? But? If you want to leave, you must see those key things, just like before..."

In my mind, I unconsciously replayed what I had seen and heard before... The face that had just managed to cool down was burning hot again...

She had no clue and had to wander around the village. Since she appeared here, it meant that her target should be nearby. Sure enough, it didn't take long for the fireworks to be on a hill with a height of only more than a hundred meters adjacent to the Holy Soul Village. , discovered a thin figure.

It was a little boy with a very ordinary appearance, estimated to be only three or four years old.Although he is wearing a coarse cotton coat that can be called Baijiayi, he does not look slovenly at all. The clothes are washed white, the skin shows a healthy wheat color, and the short black hair looks very neat. Overall, this little boy looks like Hanabi. It feels very clean and friendly, and I liked it as soon as I met.

But the little boy's behavior made her suspicious.Logically speaking, how could the parents of a child of this age trust him to go to this hill over a hundred meters high?What's more, for a child of his age, climbing this hundred-meter-high hill is not an easy task.

Hanabi stood next to the little boy and watched him sit down on the top of the mountain. His eyes were fixed on the increasingly bright white fish belly in the east. He slowly inhaled through his nose and exhaled slowly from his mouth, inhaling continuously. , exhaling slightly, actually forming a wonderful cycle.

When Hanabi saw this, the only thought that came to her mind was - this child is not simple!The second thought is - here comes the mission clue...

After Hanabi's careful observation, soon a light purple appeared in the little boy's eyes!Looking at the calm little boy, and then at the sudden purple light on the horizon, I couldn't help but mutter, "Isn't this kid using the legendary Purple Energy to do something?"

I have to say, Hanabi, you have revealed the truth...

After a few more breaths, the little boy stood up and patted the dust on his body. He turned around and carried the pile of firewood he had collected so hard on his back. He jumped up and lifted off the ground nimbly, heading down the mountain. He ran, not very fast, but all his movements were very mysterious.

When Hanabi saw the little boy carrying firewood that was taller than herself at such a young age, she felt pity and heartache, and suppressed her original doubts.But seeing his walking figure so erratic and mysterious, a feeling of relief actually arose in my heart... Yes, it was relief!

"Is it possible that this child has some connection with me?" Hanabi followed the little boy leisurely, wondering about her inexplicable emotions, but before she could finish thinking, the little boy had already arrived home.

According to Hua Huo's visual estimation, the little boy's home should live on the west side of Holy Soul Village. At the head of the village, there are three simple adobe houses.On the large roof in the middle, there is a wooden sign about one meter in diameter with a simple hammer painted on it.

"His family is in the blacksmith business?" Thinking of the blacksmith and the hammer, he couldn't help but think of Tang Hao and his Clear Sky Hammer. "Pfft, I didn't feel much about it before. Now that I think about the Clear Sky Hammer and him, it's really... A perfect match...it seems like this guy also likes blacksmithing?"

Just when Hanahuo was wandering, the little boy pushed open the somewhat broken wooden door of his house. The sight he saw also made Hanahuo know that this family's life was really not very wealthy...

Squeak.

The wooden door looks like an old man, and even the sound of opening the door is so feeble...

When he came to the stove, the little boy skillfully stepped on the wooden stool and opened the lid of the large iron pot. The aroma of rice came to his nostrils, and the porridge in the pot was already cooked.But this porridge, to be honest, Hanabi could count the number of rice grains in the pot with just a glance, which shows how poor her life is.

Seeing this, the inexplicable distress and sourness in my heart became even heavier.

Picking up the two earthenware bowls that had more than ten cracks next to the stove, he carefully filled two bowls of porridge and placed them on the table behind him.Seeing that his thin hands couldn't even hold a bowl, a kind of anger welled up in his heart.Where did the child's parents die? Can't two adults even give their son a stable environment after birth?Or... is this child already an orphan without a father or mother?

Thinking this, my heart slowly sank.She naturally knows how difficult it is for a thin child without the protection of his parents to survive in this world where the strong are respected.

Not wanting to continue looking, she had to turn her eyes away from the little boy and looked at the furnishings on the wall as if nothing had happened, but she couldn't move her eyes away after seeing something.

"Then... that is..." Looking at the familiar weapon in shock, Hanabi suddenly lost the ability to speak coherently due to shock, "Muri... The Blade of Tyr, the ultimate killer of time and space... "

How could it be in this place?

The Blade of Muritael, also known as the Ultimate Killer of Time and Space, has a blade that is three feet and six inches long, and its entire body is crystal clear blue.This sword is made from a single piece of space-time meteorite.There is also a magic array composed of ninety-nine and 81 magic arrays painted with time and space star sand on the sword.It's so sharp that even the most defensive dragon in the world changes color.

The above is Aize continent’s basic introduction to this divine sword.

However, the time and space killing in front of him seemed to have lost its soul. Even the originally dazzling blue was cast a shadow, and the golden magic lines also lost their once dazzling light.

It's like the Time and Space Killer has... died?

Just as he was about to reach out and touch it to untie it from the wall, he saw the little boy holding a small wooden stool and placing it under the wall. He stepped on the wooden stool and held the sword in his arms. He covered the sword with a clean cloth and it was almost invisible. Wiping the dust carefully, the serious expression seemed as if what was in front of him was not a cold sword, but an important family member.

After a long time, the little boy satisfactorily hung the sword back on the wall, put the small wooden stool in the corner, and then shouted into the back room: "Dad, it's time to eat."

After a while, the curtain in the inner room was lifted, and a tall and burly figure walked out with somewhat staggering steps.

It was a middle-aged man who looked to be close to 50 years old, but he was very tall and burly. However, his dress made Hanabi a little disdainful. The smell of alcohol in his body also successfully made the little boy and Hanabi look alike. The ground frowned.

The torn black robe was worn on the body. The robe had several holes, but there were no patches on it, exposing the bronze skin underneath.This man's originally fairly regular facial features were covered with an unhealthy layer of waxy yellow, and his eyes were squinted, giving him a sleepy look.His hair was as messy as a bird's nest, and his beard had not been trimmed for an unknown number of days.His eyes were dull and dim, as if what happened in front of him had nothing to do with him, but Hanabi saw... despair in his eyes?

When she really saw this man, Hanabi suddenly couldn't say anything because this man turned out to be...

"Ah...Hao?" Hanabi looked at the old man blankly, and Hanabi didn't know how to describe her current feelings.

Shocked or distressed?

Grabbing the bowl on the table, the man was not afraid of burning it, and poured the porridge into his belly. His dark yellow face looked a little more shiny, and his dull eyes gradually became brighter, but there was despair in his eyes. But there is no reduction.

"Dad, please drink slowly." The little boy took the bowl from his father's hand and filled him with another bowl of porridge.He also picked up the porridge bowl and drank it.

Soon, [-] to [-]% of the pot of porridge entered Tang Hao's stomach. He took a deep breath and put the bowl on the table.She opened her droopy eyelids a little and looked at the little boy. Her voice was still Hanabi's familiar calm voice, "If you have any work, you can take it first. I'll do it in the afternoon. I'll go and get some sleep."

"Oh, I understand." The little boy replied obediently, standing up and clearing the dishes on the table.

The little boy has always known that his father's work and rest habits are very regular. He sleeps in the morning, builds some farm tools in the afternoon as income, and drinks alcohol in the evening.He has become accustomed to this cycle.

Even their father and son's daily conversations are similar, no more than four or five sentences.

"Ahao why... why did it become like this?" He murmured in a daze, his words filled with unbelievable shock.But when I think about the scene I saw before and think about my current identity, I understand.

After all, Aizawa Hanabi is really capable of causing harm!

The man walked unsteadily and passed by Hanabi, but suddenly found that familiar scent, and looked at where she was. Then he shook his head and murmured to himself, "How could it be her?" ? I haven’t even had a dream in these years, how could it be her?”

If she hadn't been too weak, she wouldn't have...

So it’s normal for her to refuse to dream out of resentment, right?But the aura just now... it seems that he really felt wrong...

He returned to his room in a daze, and carefully took out the very familiar hairpin from his arms. He didn't know what he was thinking, "If you are the one who survives..."

His voice was too soft, or in other words, he didn't say the next words. In short, Hanabi didn't hear them clearly, but the sorrow in his words was so clear...

Tears were also left unknowingly, and she couldn't help but laugh at herself, "It seems like she has become a crybaby now..."

In just a short period of time, I cried twice, both because of this man.

"It seems you are not the only idiot..." They got married, and Tang Hao survived, but what about her?Needless to say, the stupid woman who cherished her life still contributed to his advancement into Titled Douluo, right?

If you want to know what happened next, please read the next chapter: Zhuang Shengxiao’s dream about butterflies (Part [-])!

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