deep fog

Fu Shen was surrounded by a blue light ball. The blue light ball moved the fainted boy to the white stone bed at the bottom of the water, and walked around Fu Shen from head to toe. Every time he walked around, the wound on his body healed a little. , The blue light group is actually treating him!

At this moment, falling into a nightmare, the young man's handsome face sometimes suffers from pain, sometimes smiles, trembling with fear.

In fact, Fu Shen only sees some scenes from time to time, and sometimes transforms into a person to participate in them, and his mood will also change with the experiences of the people involved.

Surrounded by mountains, there is no cloud for thousands of miles, a hermit clan, living in isolation.

The majestic building has stood quietly in the deep mountains for thousands of years. It has been self-sufficient for thousands of years and has not been contaminated with the world. Their own fabrics are more exquisite than the sea yarn of the sharks. Pearls, their culture is profound and extensive, and perhaps even the immortals can't find out the secrets, they can also come at their fingertips.

This is the legendary He clan.

The scorching sun and the spring breeze, the grass and trees and pavilions, and the swallows passing through the quiet and flowing river.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound in the jungle, and the teenagers who were ambushing everywhere raised their bows and arrows, holding their breath and concentrating. The hares are cunning, and hunting them requires the technique of piercing through the trees with hundreds of steps, and even more accurate predictions.

"Whoosh-"

A few arrows sounded, and the hare twitched a few times and passed out.

Several teenagers of similar age stepped forward to check it out. One of them, with a darker complexion, picked up the rabbit, pulled out two arrows from his buttocks and front legs, and grinned brilliantly.

One arrowhead was his own, and the other was engraved with the word "slow".

The teenagers who missed the rabbit wailed repeatedly: "It's you two again."

The half-grown He Huan smiled beside him, raised his chin proudly, and reached out to take his own arrow.

"I won't play anymore, my father asked me to go back earlier today, I have something to say."

The dark-skinned young man broke into a smile, but he also knew that He Xu's father was the patriarch, and there might be something serious about it, so he said, "Then you come back early, they are no match for me, it's boring."

The other teenagers were not happy, and coaxed them forward to fight together.

He Xu couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

Before he got home, He Huan was swallowed by the aroma of the food.

He happily pushed the door open and entered the room, calling out: "Mother."

Then he walked to the dining table, picked up the blood-changing soup his mother had prepared for him, and drank it all in one gulp.

He was the only one in the family to drink this stuff, and his father strictly ordered him to learn the secret arts of the family.

He still doesn't understand it. He cried and quarreled a few times in the past, but it was useless. He Xu had no choice but to be obedient. Anyway, the most important thing in his eyes is that the whole family stay together neatly.

Secret techniques and the like are not very useful after practice.

His patriarch's father was standing in front of the window, busy pruning the flowers and plants. He Suan was acting like a baby in his mother's arms. The normally dignified mother looked at her son's cheeks, and her eyes turned red instantly.

He Su was startled, and raised his head: "Mom, what's wrong with you, is someone bullying mother?"

He Xu's father put down his work and shook his head. He washed his hands and sat down at the dining table under He Huan's puzzled eyes. happy."

He Huan was puzzled: "What are you happy about?"

The mother choked up, looked at He Huan with complicated eyes, couldn't speak, and after a while, she calmed down.

He Xu's father smiled, and then said: "She is glad that our family's revenge has finally been avenged. Don't ask, let's eat. This table of dishes is made by your mother. We can't let your mother down. Friendship."

He Suan didn't know what it was like to be sad since he was a child, and he thought that his father called him here just to tell him about it, and that was indeed something to be happy about.

Eat and drink all the time.

After eating, He Huan felt sleepy and lay in the bed. His father tucked the quilt up for him and asked He Huan, "Slow down, recite the last three rules of our clan."

He Xu's mind was in a daze, but because he opened his mouth about the clan rules and memorized them repeatedly on weekdays, he opened his mouth: "The first rule is to kill the Emperor of Heaven. The second rule is to kill the blood relatives of the Emperor of Heaven. The third rule is to seize the Emperor of Heaven. Beloved."

These three bloody and brutal family rules don't have a definite concept in He Xu's mind. He stays at home all day, and he can't even see the emperor of the world, let alone the emperor of heaven.After reciting it, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

After half an hour.

The sky has become foggy, the wind and clouds are turbulent, suppressing the violent wind and rain, "he" walks slowly towards a majestic building on the mountain with a sword in his hand. Although he is killing people, he seems to have already gotten used to it like a routine. .

This time it was also an order from the Emperor of Heaven.

The Heavenly Emperor said that the He family had not been seen for thousands of years, and it was hard to find the hiding place of the He family. The time was only one day.

Thinking of this, he also felt a little excited.

After all, it is... the He family.

Even he, as the son of the Emperor of Heaven, has only checked one star and two points in Xianjing's personal profile, which is more powerful than the people of the He family. If he wants to, he can even... destroy the sky.

This is enough to scare countless people.

What's more, Shensuan He's family has the title of "a lot of attention".

Public Enemy, Target of the Six Realms.

But fortunately, the He family longs for peace in their bones, and because of their heaven-defying bloodlines, they can't live to 120 years old even if they try their best.

The middle finger flicked the hilt of the sword again and again, he thought casually, and the man had already walked in front of the building.

The gatekeeper didn't have time to step forward to ask, so he fell down silently.

The He family is innocent, and the whole world knows it.

But the whole world still wants to destroy the He clan.

Because of them, fear.

The first drops of rain fell to the ground.

He moved with a ghostly figure, and wherever he went, he turned into a corpse, and fell down with a plop.

The members of the He family were not prepared at all.

Not quite right, he frowned slightly, since the He family really has the ability to reach the sky, they can't even predict that they will be wiped out?

However, even when he noticed the abnormality, he still didn't stop the crime in his hands, and slaughtered quickly and decisively.

The last sword light flashed across the necks of the husband and wife who looked like the patriarch of the He clan. The posture of the two hugging each other and their calm faces seemed to announce some kind of answer.

They had expected today.

Except for those young and weak children, everyone else died peacefully without any resistance.

He stood under the eaves of He's ancestral hall, the blood of the dead behind him flowed over his feet, dyeing the rainwater accumulated in the yard into the color of rose flowers.

His eyebrows moved, something was about to happen, he thought, because his heart began to throb violently, and he even felt that he was about to die suddenly.