Douluo's Death Flame

Chapter 1: First visit to Douluo

Night, under the moonlight.

"Ha~ha~ha." A boy of about four or five years old breathed a little warmth from his mouth into his hands in the snow, walking tremblingly and looking like he would fall down at any time.

The snow on the ground had reached the boy's knees. The boy was hunched over, his limbs curled up as close to his body as possible and he was walking hard forward. The snow made every step he took seemed like the last step before he exhausted all his strength.

The cold wind blew across the little boy from time to time, as if it didn't want him to continue moving forward. The shabby clothes on his body might be better described as strips of cloth, hanging on the boy's body like a patchwork. It was difficult to get up in this weather. to the slightest effect.

"This~ damn weather." The boy said to himself tremblingly, "I'm going to freeze to death as soon as I cross here~ in the damn woods." This intermittent cursing seemed to prevent himself from freezing to death. The last struggle in the snow was just to maintain the last trace of consciousness.

"Huh~".

Unfortunately, the last gust of wind blew by that night, and the boy was finally defeated by the emotionless weather. His body fell forward uncontrollably and hit the snow heavily. Only his right side was exposed. Half a body and half a face.

The cold face of the moon gradually descends, and then rises the sun that may be a symbol of hope.

Where the moon hung last night, there was a less dazzling sun.A carriage was driving slowly.

"The snow stopped last night. Why are you dragging me out today?"

In the carriage, a beautiful woman with exquisite hair in a bun and pink luxurious clothes, with her hands folded on her slightly joined legs, said to the man beside her.

The man was dressed in light blue aristocratic clothing, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a Chinese character face, and a beard on his lips, which added a bit of heroic masculinity to him.

"Isn't it because you are at home every day, either sitting in the courtyard or in the room, I am afraid that you will get bored."

"No, as soon as the snow stops, I will take you out to bask in the sun and breathe fresh air."

When the lady heard the man's words, she shook her head slightly and smiled and said, "Okay, I'll come out with you to get some air. It won't be difficult for you to stay at home with me."

"No way, it's not embarrassing, it's not embarrassing! It's all right with my wife." The man quickly waved his hands and pretended to be scared and returned.

The noble lady smiled at the man's appearance and said, "Pfft, you look like this."

"Smile more. It's better to have fun when you go out for a walk." The man turned towards the lady, put his right hand around the lady's waist, and put his left hand on her hand and shook it gently.

"Sir, madam, there seems to be someone lying in the snow in front of me." The driver outside the carriage said towards the inside of the carriage.

"Lao Ma, stop the car." The man replied, and then said to the lady: "Madam, let's go over and take a look."

The three of them walked quickly towards the man lying in the snow.

The coachman was beside the man in the snow, his fingers pressing on his exposed neck.

"Master, madam, he still has a breath." As he spoke, he dug up the snow beside the man with his hands. He squatted down and picked him up from the snow with his hands bent. He said, "It's a poor child, Master." , Madam, look at him."

The lady brushed off the white snow on the child's face with her hands, and tears suddenly filled her eyes. "How could such a young child suffer such a serious crime? Look, half of his face is frostbitten!" After speaking, she opened her right hand and raised it above her head. Grabbing it, he said softly: "War on evil spirits, the staff of twilight!" A staff was grabbed from the void by the lady. "One day, healing light!" A yellow halo of light lit up on the lady's body. At the same time, the top of the staff also emitted bursts of light, like water waves, making people feel as warm as the sun in early spring.

"Hmm~" A weak voice came from the boy's mouth. The frost-cracked wound on his face was healing visibly to the naked eye. It healed completely within a few breaths but left a darker mark on his face.

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"Where is this, I was rescued?" The boy slowly got up from the bed and looked around and said. "The decoration is biased toward the West."

After saying that, he propped up his weak body with his hands and got off the bed. He took only two steps before he stumbled and fell in front of the fitting mirror with a bang, without making a sound.Slowly he raised his head and found himself reflected in the mirror, so unfamiliar.Before his thoughts could continue further, a hurried female voice came over.

"What's wrong?" The lady opened the door and found the boy lying on the ground. She walked over and helped him up and said, "When you wake up, although your injury has been healed, your body is still weak. I will help him first." You go and lie down on the bed.”

The boy frowned and nodded without replying.With the support of the lady, he returned to the bed and leaned against the bedside. He looked at the lady with a look of caution.

The lady seemed to have noticed this hint of vigilance and said: "We found you lying in the snow and took you home for treatment. My child, why did you faint in the woods alone? Where is your family?"

"Family? I don't know."

"I don't know? What's your name? My name is An Xin."

"My name is~~ah~!!" The boy suddenly cried out in pain while holding his head and fainted.

"Call the master over quickly!" the lady shouted towards the door.

(End of this chapter)