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Text Volume 1: The Rise of the World Chapter 2: The Rise of the War

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    Unknowingly, Liu Yan felt that he was very tired, his head was groggy, and his slightly narrowed eyes closed involuntarily.  But in my impression, I had not been reading for long. Moreover, I had never been so tired from reading before. However, at the moment before Liu Yan went to bed, he seemed to see dots of crystals in his blurred vision, which looked particularly bright under the nascent sunlight.  , dazzling.

    Outside the door, a black shadow rose up and disappeared fleetingly.

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    Outside the city gate, on the green hill not far away, a blue tent stood here. It was surrounded by soldiers who were ready to go. They were holding sharp spears and sharp knives. They were wearing black armor and had indifferent expressions.  Like the legendary undead, it makes people shudder.  In the tent, low sounds came from time to time, like the master of darkness and the guide of the undead. The faint sound made people feel palpitated.

    The tent was wrapped in thick cyan, making it difficult to see clearly what was going on inside the house. All you could see was the yellow candlelight floating out, which was peaceful and warm.

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    With sleepy eyes slightly narrowed and the dazzling sunlight shining directly down, Liu Yan couldn't help but close his eyes again. He stretched comfortably and habitually picked up the books beside him. His fingers slowly moved down, but they were already stiff before they touched the ground.  In mid-air.  He said to himself without any doubt: "What place is this?"

    What you see is not a roof made of loess, but a fiery red sun hanging high in the blue sky.  The place where he lay was no longer a soft silk quilt, but tender grass, surrounded by bamboo trees. Liu Yan was secretly shocked that he was actually in a bamboo forest.

    Looking at the sun hanging high in the sky, it must be noon. The bamboo forest is not as hot as outside. No wonder he slept for so long. Thinking of this, Liu Yan was stunned: "By the way, how could I fall asleep?"

    A bad premonition arose in Liu Yan's heart, and he immediately stood up, took another look around, and walked out.

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    With the direct sunlight, the space seemed distorted, and water vapor could be seen faintly lingering, eventually dissipating in the air.

    Under the blazing heat, the entire Suyang County was filled with blood-colored blushes, looking mysterious and abnormal.

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    On the green mountain, a young man in black shirt looked at Suyang County, which is surrounded by city walls not far away. The light breeze tugged at the young man's black shirt.

    There was a complex expression on the handsome face of the young man. This person was Liu Yan who came here not long ago. This green mountain was originally the garrison of Yue soldiers, but when Liu Yan came, he found that there was no one here.  Good thoughts were clearly displayed in Liu Yan's mind at this moment: Suyang County has fallen.

    Liu Yan rushed straight down the mountain to Suyang County. Liu Yan could not accept this reality. After all, Suyang County still had five thousand soldiers stationed here. How could it fall so quickly?  What's more, his parents are still in the county, and now their life or death is uncertain, which makes Liu Yan even more worried.

    Liu Yan came to the city gate. The ten-foot-long city gate was open. It was already noon, but Liu Yan could still feel a chill. His eyes were full of blood red, and the broken limbs were almost piled up at the city gate.  A small mountain, red filled Liu Yan's eyeballs, very bloody.

    With difficulty, he passed over the corpses lying on the ground, and waves surged in Liu Yan's heart. In this smelly environment, Liu Yan only had one thought in his mind, and that was to go home quickly and find his parents.

    The streets were deserted. There was really no one at all. There were only corpses lying on the street.  Liu Yan didn't dare to look at the faces of the dead. He was afraid that seeing his friends or relatives would only add to his sorrow.

    Walking quickly, Liu Yan has arrived at his home, which is also empty. Liu Yan feels very powerless. Although he has prepared for the worst, he just wants to see his parents again, whether dead or alive.  But now, he didn't even see the body. Liu Yan felt very disappointed and impatient, but at the same time, it also showed that the chance of his parents being alive was still very high. Thinking of this, Liu Yan's throbbing heart felt a little calm.

    There was an explosion in the distance, followed by howls of killing. When Liu Yan heard this, he quickly hid in the house. After all, he could only see his parents again if he was alive.

    Unexpectedly, the cry of killing did not fade away, but got closer and closer to him. He could even hear the rapid sound of horse hooves and the metallic sound of iron bars colliding with each other.

    It was getting closer and closer. Liu Yan no longer knew where he could hide. He just stood quietly in his house. Liu Yan thought of the cold corpses beside the city gate again and shuddered in his heart. He would die.  ?

    With the sound of the door swinging, Liu Yan's heartbeat stopped at this moment, right!  He couldn't die, so he picked up the wooden stick placed behind the door. This was the weapon Liu Yan often used when he was playing with his friends when he was a child. Unfortunately, the stick in his childhoodThe good times are gone, leaving only some good memories.

    "Beautiful things are always memorable. The footsteps are getting closer and closer, and Liu Yan's heartbeat is getting faster and faster. He has never felt that death is so close to him. He wants to live, and he is very determined in his heart.  Liu Yan clenched the wooden stick in his hands with both hands, but still felt that the wooden stick was slippery, and his palms were now covered with beads of sweat.

    He didn¡¯t want to hand over his life to others, and he still had many unfulfilled wishes. Thinking of this, Liu Yan¡¯s chest filled with resentment erupted with a blazing flame, and he shouted angrily: ¡°Damn it!¡±

    Liu Yan rushed out from behind the door, and slammed the wooden stick down hard, but before the wooden stick fell, he saw a flash of cold light, and a cold sword reached his neck like lightning.  There were little drops of blood dancing on his body, as if laughing at his own overestimation. Liu Yan also felt very powerless. He was indeed too small and too fragile. At the same time, a thought he had never had before echoed in Liu Yan's mind: he must become stronger.  !

    "Maybe it will be the next life." Liu Yan just looked at the cold sword and laughed secretly.

    The blade of the sword is two feet long, and the green lines on its body are like a ferocious green snake, opening its fangs full of bloodstains to itself.

    But Liu Yan didn¡¯t feel any unexpected pain. Is death so simple?

    The unexpected voice of "Yan'er" rang in his ears. Liu Yan raised his head excitedly and saw a middle-aged man. His long flowing hair looked loose and his clothes were stained with blood. He looked like  He looked like a Shura reborn from blood, holding a long green sword with blood drops constantly dripping down. He also looked like a murderer who did all kinds of evil. But when Liu Yan saw it, not only was he not afraid, but he shouted excitedly: "  Father".

    "Why are you here?" The father put away the long sword, but there was no joy on his face at all. Instead, his face was full of solemnity.

    Before Liu Yan could speak, a brown spear stretched out from the window and stabbed Liu Yan's head. His father raised the blue sword in the air and struck it down with lightning speed, breaking the gun into two parts.  He held Liu Yan over with one hand, and at the same time, he used the power of his sword to chop the bed in Liu Yan's house. With one strike of his sword, the bed was cut off like rotten wood and cracked to all sides, revealing a dark cave.

    Dozens of soldiers rushed into the house, but they were all forced back one by one by his father's cold sword moves.  Every time the long sword waved in his father's hand beats, a dead soul will be born here.  At this moment, the small room was filled with the thick stench of blood, which made people nauseous.

    Liu Yan has never seen such a bloody scene, but Liu Yan didn't feel scared, and even felt a little calm. It seemed to be commonplace. Liu Yan didn't know why. Maybe he was used to seeing such bloody things since he was in a medical home.

    "Let's go," his father said to Liu Yan, his words very anxious.  As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in his father's hand pointed forward and turned the sword in his hand. Suddenly, a rain of blood splashed, and a head as big as a watermelon fell. "Hurry!" his father shouted again. Liu Yan hesitated for a moment and went to  Jumping into the cave, Liu Yan's eyes were moist. Liu Yan was not a heartless person, but staying by himself would only hurt his father.  What's more, I am used to obeying my father's orders and have never resisted.

    When his father saw Liu Yan jumping into the cave, his solemn face slowly relaxed. At this moment, outside the house, a blanket of cold light fell from the sky.

    It was very dark in the cave, and Liu Yan could not see the road ahead. He could only move forward slowly along the steep rock edge step by step. The sharp stones scratched his skin, but Liu Yan could not feel the pain. He only had one belief: to leave this darkness.  The cave of confusion, live well.

    The sound of water drops coming from the cave was clear and sweet, and Liu Yan couldn't tell whether it was the sound of water drops falling or the sound of his own blood dripping.

    Liu Yan was very tired after walking for an unknown amount of time, but his steps did not stop at all, and his legs did not feel strong or weak. They must have been paralyzed.

    Liu Yan only had one thought at the moment, which was to run forward and get out of this cave. He didn't want to stay in this dark cave for a moment.

    The further we walked, the heavier our steps became, as if they were filled with lead.  Liu Yan stopped to take a deep breath, his mouth was dry, and suddenly, a sharp pain came from all parts of his body. Liu Yan quickly started to step again, and he could not stop.

    For a long time, Liu Yan was in a daze, his eyes were dim, and his vision was blurry, but there was a faint yellow light in front of him. Liu Yan wanted to reach out and touch the yellow light, but he couldn't lift his arm.

    Lifting his arms with difficulty, Liu Yan was so weak that he fell to the ground, but Liu Yan felt no pain. His eyes that were originally about to sleep were wide open at this moment. He struggled to get up and staggered toward the weak  The yellow light walked away.

    The bamboo forest was peaceful. On the lawn not far away, the tender grass throbbed. A gray head poked out, and Liu Yan crawled out of the collapsed lawn.

    At this moment, Liu Yan¡¯s originally slightly short headHowever, half of his face was covered and his expression could not be seen clearly. After Liu Yan climbed out, the huge pain in his body made Liu Yan's feet weak and he fell straight down. Liu Yan opened his blood-red eyes and stared blankly.  Sky, what could be there?  Will there be immortals?  Liu Yan smiled boringly.

    Under the afterglow of the setting sun, a blood-like color shone on Liu Yan's clothes. It was unclear whether it was sunset red or blood red.
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