Chapter 15 Zidagger Yousnake

"Dad...Mom!"

"Uncle Qingguang, no,...Uncle Mo, Uncle Yun..."

Yuxuan, who was in a coma, looked pale, and the leaves could not cover his face full of resentment and despair.

He kept muttering in his mouth, with layers of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. Occasionally, his body would twitch twice and naturally curl up.

At this moment, he was experiencing an unprecedented nightmare.

In the past, the laughter and laughter in the palace looked so peaceful from a distance, reflected in the sunshine.

Yuxuan ran over happily, but as he ran, the sky was filled with dark clouds, making him feel groggy and depressed.

There was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, and Yuxuan was frightened and ran towards the door of the house. He pushed the door open with difficulty, but there was a dead silence inside, with no one alive.

I called Uncle Yunwei and Jiawei out of the blue, but there was no response.

Cang turned around in a panic and ran towards the familiar main house, calling his father, mother, and grandpa Ya while running, but the answers he received were still empty.

The wind became stronger, the thunder became more violent, and the heavy rain poured down the sky. The sky and the earth were darkened, and it looked like a doomsday scene.

Yuxuan clasped the outer edge of the house with both hands and struggled to open the doors one by one in search of them.

Finally, under the big tree in the inner courtyard, hundreds of corpses were laid out tragically.

Bleeding gurglingly, lying or leaning on each other, stacked on top of each other, with broken limbs and broken weapons, they were all the dead family guards.

With a scream, Yuxuan backed away in fear, leaning against the wall and struggling to move his throat.

When he saw those corpses slowly raising their bodies and crawling toward this side, shouting words such as revenge and young master, Yuxuan's eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.

At the last glance, I saw the rain curtain in the sky turning into a rain of blood, and the lightning turned red.

Father held mother's hand, followed by Grandpa Ricky, and floated towards the sky, never looking back at him.

"father!"

With a shrill roar, Yuxuan suddenly opened his eyes, sat up and gasped violently, his pupils still recovering from the nightmare.

After a long pause, the birds were chirping all around.

Yuxuan wiped the night sweat from his forehead, and his hair was wet. He looked around and happened to see a pink silk flower on a branch in the distance.

"Xirou?"

He clearly remembered that this silk dress was Xirou's favorite. Yuxuan's eyes shrank, and he had an unknown premonition in his heart. He panicked and wanted to stand up.

However, his body had been stiff all night, and before his joints could relax, he fell from the tree with a plop.

It fell to the ground in the bushes and grass. At the same time, Sijuan was forced to float down from the tree and landed not far from Yuxuan.

Yuxuan covered his chest and coughed, suppressing the discomfort, and slowly raised his head, just in time to see the corpses of two personal attendants not far away.

His breath was stagnant, and he stumbled over to the corpse. He recognized the identity of the two men, reached under his nose with a trembling hand, and found that they were no longer alive!

"What's going on? Why am I here? Why are they here? Who killed them, where is Xirou?"

……"ah!"

Unable to bear the entanglement of all the questions in his mind, he held his head in his hands, raised his head and roared in pain, his eyes were red, and Hehe could hardly breathe.

Suddenly, madness flashed in his eyes, he suddenly turned around and ran at full speed in the direction of Yinyunjian.

The two corpses were left alone in silence, while the silkworm in the distance was gently tumbling with the breeze.

…

A sea of ​​fire rose into the sky from the courtyard of the Jun's Mansion, and the raging fire shot straight into the sky!

Linlin's blazing heat shone directly around, with dazzling red light and black smoke filling the sky. It greedily licked all the houses in the mansion, following the flammable objects, the waves of fire surged and crackled.

The red light dyed the sky and the earth, and the houses creaked one after another, unwilling to turn into ashes, leaving only the charred black frames and the silent red floor tiles.

The fire gradually reached its peak, covering everything in the palace, and could be seen clearly from miles away.

Birds and beasts fled in panic, and the sky changed color.

Jun Yuxuan, who was running frantically, looked up and saw the black smoke in the distant sky, screamed sadly, and ran towards the black smoke even more frantically.

Running all the way, I was needlessly tired, and the air in my chest was squeezing and close to exploding.

He was panting like a cow, knocked upside down several times, bruised his arms, and had multiple wounds on his thighs, dripping with blood.

The peach blossom forest failed, failed earlier than ever before, and in its most blooming season, it ushered in withering.

There is a whole peach forest, with broken branches and broken flowers. The petals of peach blossoms are scattered on the ground. They are fragile and weak and are crushed into pieces in the soil.

Silent wails, no longer swaying in the past, everywhere are filled with traces of battle, mixed with blood, and cold weapons.

There were several hundreds of meters of sword marks, the sword marks rolled up the soil ferociously, and there were also some deep pits, with stern whispers.

At this moment, a man in black robe stood quietly under a relatively complete peach tree, holding a dusty flower in his hand, drooping the delicate peach blossom, and was lost in thought.

"The peach blossom you love most, you couldn't keep it in the end. Why, it's you~"

Muttering to himself, a faint sigh came from under the cold mechanical mask.

"Ah!~"

Suddenly, an embarrassed figure stumbled into the peach blossom forest with despair, his hair disheveled and his clothes stained with blood.

He screamed miserably at the already burned-out Jun's Mansion: "No!"

Like a cuckoo crying blood, falling to the ground with a heart-piercing heart, clawing at the air with his right hand, and staring blankly.

"Are you the remnant of the Jun family, Jun Yuxuan?"

The man in black robe looked at the man lying on the ground, his mask made a faint cold sound, and the peach blossoms in his hand turned into pieces with a pinch of his index finger.

Jun Yuxuan stiffened and stagnated. He lowered his right hand and trembled all over. He slowly turned his head and looked at the masked person behind him with hatred in his eyes.

Pictures of blood and blood appeared in my mind, and I saw my house burned down with my own eyes. My mind immediately roared, and I forgot all reason.

With a roar, he stood up unsteadily and rushed towards the owner of the broken door with his eyes about to burst.

"I kill you!"

His face was pale and flushed, and veins appeared on his neck.

“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”

The owner of the broken door sneered disdainfully and stood calmly on the spot with his hands behind his back.

Watching coldly, Yuxuan jumped three meters high, clenched his right fist, and rushed over with a roaring wind.

Soon, within a few breaths, Yuxuan's fist was close to the main hall of the broken door, and he hit the abominable mask with all his strength.

However, the owner of the broken door just slightly tilted his neck to avoid Yuxuan's heavy punch. His shoulders swayed slightly at the same time and hit Yuxuan's chest, knocking Yuxuan's entire body several feet away.

"Pfft~"

Opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood, Yuxuan felt pain as if his bones were being torn apart, and his whole body felt weak.

He was having trouble breathing, covering his chest, resisting dizziness and sitting up with his hands on the ground, biting his lips, unwilling to give up his hatred.

The owner of the broken door looked at Yuxuan quietly, moved and walked over slowly.

Walking in front of Yuxuan, he lifted up the hem of his robe, bent his legs, reached out and grabbed Yuxuan's hair, and faced it with his mask.

"Trash, you should be quieter."

He spoke cold words without emotion, "Perhaps, this is your only hope for survival."

Yuxuan twisted his neck with difficulty, resisting the tearing of his scalp, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and roared at the opponent.

"Beast, come on, kill me. If you can, just kill me!"

"Pa~"

With a loud slap, the owner of the broken door slapped Yuxuan to the ground with his left hand without hesitation. There was anger in his eyes and he stood up coldly.

There was a clear five-finger handprint on Yuxuan's face, which was hot and swollen, but he didn't care about it at all, and instead became even more crazy.

Pointing at the broken door, the owner laughed, laughed, laughed, and the tears couldn't stop flowing out, like a night owl.

The owner of the broken door was dim and unclear. He looked down at the crazy young man in front of him. He slowly loosened his fists behind his sleeves.

With a slight sigh, he touched his left hand from his waist, and an exquisite dagger appeared in his hand.

The dagger is over a foot long, with a snake-shaped blade and a blood groove, like a snake running from the tip of the dagger to the dagger handle. There are strange patterns on both sides of the blood groove, and the carving is very exquisite!

At the end of the handle, the snake's mouth bites the dagger blade, and the snake's tail wraps around to form a grip.

Yuxuan's eyes trembled. He looked at the strange dagger with hatred and felt a sharp coldness all over his body. Is this how he died?

However, the master of the broken door did not make any move. He looked at the dagger in his hand tenderly.

After a long while, his right hand reached to his waist and slowly took out a snakeskin sheath.

With a flash of cold light, Ling Li put the dagger into its sheath.

He looked at Yuxuan, raised his hand, and the dagger whizzed past Yuxuan's face, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.
To be continued...