Planar Warden

Use my fireworks for ten lives to exchange your blurred life for one life.

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Tens of thousands of years ago, the era when gods and demons came was the era when human geniuses emerged one by one in Green's glorious history. This is a chapter of history with thick ink and ink. There is a dark camp that is extremely vicious, and naturally there is a bright camp that represents divine justice.

The rainbow rain that just fell in the sky stopped unconsciously, and the setting sun sprinkled light on the wet ground through the thick clouds. With the drifting clouds, it was like playing hide-and-seek with people.

This is a city that has just experienced a battle. There are ruins everywhere, and intricate vines climb on it. Withering and despair breed in people's hearts. For a long time, this is a place abandoned by gods and demons. It won't be long before it will be submerged by the wind and sand from the north.

Displaced people search for leftover food in this abandoned city

The raindrops falling along the branches of the dead wood invade the soil, like tears from the gods, telling the dusty memory.

Sitting next to a collapsed house were a few unkempt children, disheveled, like tree trunks that were about to die without nutrients. Their exposed skin was almost covered by mud and their original color could not be seen. Their eyes Like a hungry wolf, it clawed at those broken walls, as if it could find food in this way.

Sure enough, after they kept digging, they found half a piece of sour rice bran bag, which was already blackened, and they could barely see what it was.

A skinny boy with almost no flesh, with empty clothes hanging on his bone-like body, his eyes that cannot reflect any light are staring at the half rice bran bag, perhaps because of his terrifying eyes Staring at him, those children took a step back in fear, and it took a long time before they dared to protect their food and threatened: "You dirty monster, you don't deserve to stay here, get out of here."

"Disgusting, shameless bastard! You and your mother are the lowest!"

The boy's eyes became more and more fierce, as if he wanted to destroy everything he saw. His eyes full of violence were like a hellhound that had been hungry for a long time.

Maybe it was frightened by this look, the other children were even more frightened, and they picked up stones on the ground and threw them at him.

"Everyone, don't approach him, he is a devil! He is a man-eating monster, kill him!"

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

The boy did not hide, the dirty skin was cut with bloodstains by sharp stones, and the blood flowed out from the open wound, looking like a blood corpse crawling out of the cemetery, and then he no longer paid attention to the rice bran Bao, actually grabbed the mud on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth and ate it.

He bit the dirt in his mouth and chewed it like it was the best food in the world.

The other kids looked at the boy like a monster, like a devil who would eat them.

This boy, what kind of strength did he use to survive! ?

At this moment, the enchanted city gate slowly opened, and the warm light attracted all the remaining people in the city.

How could anyone be willing to come to this city abandoned by Green?

No one would want to come to the ruins of the war except to become a dead city. It is a part that Green has forgotten.

But someone is coming!Someone really came! !

It was food. Seeing the people who got the food beaming with joy, the group of children naturally forgot the rice bran bag they had protected so well, and swarmed into the crowd like a swarm.

The only boy who was eating dirt glanced at that place, then lowered his head again, no one would pay attention to him, he is a demon race... the lowest race, the dirtiest and most disgusting race... no one would...

They despised him, and he didn't want them either!

He's going to kill them all, kill them all... kill them all...

Eyes full of blood and murderous aura stared fiercely at the land in front of him, and after an unknown amount of time, a pair of black embroidered shoes appeared in his line of sight, which looked clean and perfect.

"Why are you here alone?"

This was the first time he heard a voice that he wanted to be intoxicated with. Just listening to it seemed like he could touch that touch of warmth. The coaxing of the warm velvet was like his mother.

Yes, his mother, who was killed by the magician to pieces and only left with pieces of flesh that could not see her original appearance, was from the demon clan.

Even so, it was an existence that touched and warmed him.

His head was lowered, and he stopped grabbing the dirt to eat, but shrunk his already scrawny body further inward.

The man seemed to sigh slightly.

Even sighing is beautiful as if in a dream.

The boy who was still vicious just now began to shiver. This day is the warmest season in this continent, but he feels so cold. He is afraid of tarnishing this person and the person who is willing to talk to him. He is a sinful monster. It is an unknown race.

Suddenly, a pair of warm hands surrounded him, and the man effortlessly picked him up and placed him on his arms. He trembled even more when he was almost touching the warmth.

He is so dirty!

Will get that man dirty!

Such a clean, spotless person cannot be soiled by him!

Don't touch him!

The boy's fierce struggle couldn't shake the man at all, a warm force entered his body, he wasn't even hungry anymore, he could only feel the warmth all over his body.

"Even the monster race can't eat dirt."

He twisted like crazy and gradually quieted down. The man knew that he was a disgusting monster.

He raised his head in a daze, almost cautiously moving his gaze upwards with some kind of extreme hope.

The first thing I saw was that head of black and shiny hair, like the top Moyu. There was no extra decoration on that person, simple and casual, but such a person could not hide his dignity and elegance even if he wore the simplest clothes.

He has never seen such a perfect face, just like that man's voice, every part is so natural, that face that is not as beautiful as a mortal looks at him, but it is very gentle, like Quan Green's The light is in his eyes, and there really is such a person in the world who can't feel a trace of blasphemy from the bottom of his heart.

The black clothes on the man made him more noble, his eyes showed a trace of sadness, and his lowered eyelashes looked like the wings of a butterfly.

"Ah!" When he came back to his senses, this perfect, unreal man had already carried him to the side of the road and was applying medicine to his wound.

"Does it hurt you?" The man frowned slightly, and asked softly, the movements of his hands became gentler.

In fact, he just found himself stunned in embarrassment, completely oblivious to the pain on his body, and besides, he was used to this wound, and no one had ever treated him like this.

Seeing the beautiful eyebrows frowned, he hurriedly shook his head in panic, and his heart, which he always thought was an ornament, jumped wildly.

puff puff.

When he saw that person's no longer worried expression, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

That person really didn't despise him.

Gave him food, gave him new clothes, tended his wounds.

As long as that person is there, those children dare not bully him anymore.

In this world, there is only that person who is not filthy.

That person stayed in this city for several days, and he followed him every step of the way. The person looked so cold to everyone, but everyone knew that under his indifferent appearance was a heart as sacred as his appearance.

He was always staring at that person's back in a daze, maybe because he was too eager to get close, he could touch the corner of that person's clothes several times.

In the end, he withdrew his hand. He was too dirty, how could he deserve to meet such a holy person.

It was the same this time, when he was about to retract his hand, suddenly the man turned his head and held his hand instead, the warm temperature came from the palm of his hand, warming into the heart and lungs, is this the human body temperature?

"What's the matter?" The man's tone was always so cold, but he never looked down on anyone.

Yes, including his lowly monster race.

He thought that he was at least a little bit special in his heart, but it turned out that he was not, that person treated everyone equally, was equal and tolerant.

Why! !He doesn't want that person to see him as an insignificant speck of dust.

Unconsciously, the strength in his hands increased.

Seeming to have noticed his strangeness, the man stopped and stroked his head suspiciously.

That person was always so gentle, even if he found something, he would just comfort him silently and would not ask the bottom line.

Nothing could get into the man's heart, not even a little bit, and he felt something crazy re-fermenting inside him, but he didn't know what it was.

The next day, he got the news that the man had left. He searched all over the places where the man would go these days, but found nothing.

Later, I learned that because the Temple of Light sent someone to rebuild the city, that person left.

How could that man leave him?He left without leaving anything, he really means nothing in that person's heart! ?

He doesn't know the man's name yet!

There are countless continents in the nine planes, how should he find that person?

Since then, never see that person again?

Gradually, the boy's face became distorted and crazy, why was he the one who was abandoned! ?

On the street, the boy who was looking for someone just now stopped, his pupils shrank suddenly, and there seemed to be something clamoring to break through the seal inside him. A young man with long and slender hair, but the demon pupils of the young man are full of uncontrollable rage that seems to destroy the whole world.

He only remembered a lot of screaming and panicked faces, and then many people in robes kept attacking him, and then he vented, all those mages fell down, and the world was finally quiet.

He wants to find that person!

He is willing to use up everything, just to ask that person to remember him.

The most powerful and ferocious demon emperor in history has completely entered the history of Green after this battle.

The author has something to say: "That person" = Dragon Emperor in the previous life

Xiaoshou's episode, that lone star~~~ touches his chin~~~ Sure enough, with Xiaolong's character, he is still so noble and glamorous to hook up with Xiaoshou, which is in line with his style~~~ rippling~~~ Let me pamper you Waiting for the high-end atmosphere and high-grade Xiaoshou to be more violent~~