'What is your destiny?'
When he was young, Xuan Tianwei, who was holding a scroll in his hand, had also looked up at the sky in the small room. He looked at the three-foot square light seal and the moss on the stairs and seriously thought about this question.
At that time, the ferocious beasts had risen, and the human race was in danger. However, everyone was bathed in blood. The iron walls created something out of nothing, creating the last base for the human race to survive and counterattack.
At that time, it seemed that the human race still had hope.
At that time, he was very simple. He only wanted to learn civil and martial arts to protect the human race, the world, and his family.
If one day, he was buried in battle and praised as a "martyr" to benefit his descendants, that would be his greatest dream.
Unfortunately, a fortuitous encounter completely changed him.
It could also be said that he changed the world.
In the end, even if Mister Yuan gave him a destiny, saying that he would definitely lose his reputation and die, and that the Xuan family could only leave behind the last bloodline, he did not regret it.
In the prison, it was dark and damp. The wounds from the torture had never healed and had been festering. The pain had long occupied all the time he was awake and dreaming, but Xuan Tianwei was willing to endure it.
"You're not afraid at all."
The brocade-robed man, Mister Wine, raised his voice with a hint of surprise.
"Where my life is, what is there to be afraid of?"
Xuan Tianwei replied in a deep voice.
He knew that Yuan Shan had not let him down and had achieved his destiny in the end.
Now, it was his turn to do it.
Mister Wine narrowed his eyes and raised his long and narrow eyebrows. His gaze was as sharp as a needle.
"What is on the ice plains?"
He lowered himself and came to a filthy place like the prison to look at an old man who had no good flesh on his body just to ask this question.
"This …"
A mysterious smile appeared on Xuan Tianwei's face.
"Then you'll have to find it yourself."
He suddenly stood up. His tall body shocked Mister Wine, and he subconsciously took a step back.
This person was once a famous expert in the palace.
But now, what was there to be afraid of? Every inch of his muscles, bones, meridians, and dantian had been shattered. There were a few key parts that Mister Wine had personally done.
He could not do anything.
Mister Wine composed himself and secretly hated himself for losing his composure. Then, he felt that it was endless and quickly shouted, "How dare you!"
He wanted to reach out to stop them, but it was too late.
Xuan Tianwei stood there proudly, his eyes wide open, but he was no longer breathing.
Self-immolation Divine Light, severing one's life.
A soldier can be killed but not humiliated!
"Damn it!"
Mr. Wine clenched his fists, and his face turned pale.
He had never expected that Xuan Tianwei would choose to commit suicide. Before this, no matter what kind of humiliation he had suffered, he had not uttered a single word.
It was precisely because Mr. Wine thought that Xuan Tianwei still had the will to live that he decided to interrogate him one last time.
Who would have thought that he would die without hesitation!
At this point, why would he want to die?
"What's in the Xuan Clan's ancient residence on the icy plains?"
Mister Wine's expression was solemn as he clenched his fists.
On the ice field.
The icy peaks were like jade.
Snowflakes fluttered down in front of them, and a chill assaulted their faces. The surface of the lake was frozen, and it was so bright that it could reflect one's reflection.
A group of people were walking on the ice.
Yuan Shan's back was at the front. Xuan Yan did not know if it was his illusion, or if it was because of the hazy refraction of the tears in his eyes, but he felt that it was becoming more and more blurry.
He tried hard not to let his tears fall, and he did not notice the coldness that came from his hands and feet.
The sun was rising, and the light of the morning sun passed through the cold fog on the ice, refracting a halo of light. In the middle of the halo, a small island on the ice came into view.
Yuan Shan suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"We're here."
He turned around and smiled, like the warm morning sun.
Then, they turned into pieces of ice.
His entire body turned into ice patterns. In an instant, the wind blew, and like snowflakes, it scattered in all directions.
He had completed his destiny.
He had completed his mission.
"Uncle Yuan!"
Xuan Yan let out a shrill cry. He broke free from Miss Yuan's embrace and ran in the direction of Yuan Shan. However, he did not grab anything.
Everything turned into nothingness.
Xuan Yan grabbed the wind in a daze, sniffling and sobbing.
He and Yuan Shan had met by chance, and in fact, they had not spoken much. However, this man, who had been coughing, did not hesitate to give up his life in order to protect the last bloodline of the Xuan Clan.
Needless to say, how could he repay this kind of kindness?
"Let's go."
Shen Zhenyi's crystal throne floated to the child's side. His expression was gloomy. "He has already died. His disappearance at this time is just the right time."
"When you reach the ice field, you may not be safe."
"What exactly did your grandfather leave behind that can save your life? It's time to go and take a look."
If the various forces in Xuantian City wanted to destroy the Xuan Clan, then Xuan Yan could not stop them from continuing their actions. This was not something that Yuan Shan alone could stop.
Furthermore, Yuan Shan was already dead.
Therefore, Mister Yuan calculated that the Xuan Clan bloodline could leave behind the last remnant, and Xuan Tianwei had already arranged everything. No matter what, he had to send his grandson back to the ice field. There must be something else to rely on.
At this time, it was time to uncover the mystery.
On a small island on the ice field lake.
The Xuan Clan's ancestral home was originally located in a small village here. They lived here and were almost isolated from the rest of the world. Only on days when the lake was frozen would they cross the lake and go to the neighboring village to buy necessities. Therefore, there were very few people in this village.
After Xuan Tianwei made a name for himself, he enthusiastically helped the villagers migrate and almost bought the entire island. Now, only the Xuan Clan's ancestral home was left on the island.
Under the sun and snow, the dilapidated house looked especially eerie and terrifying. It was also a little strange.
Xuan Yan was stunned and slowly shook his head.
He was just a child.
He really didn't understand why his grandfather had racked his brains to send him back.
Cynanchum Chinense patted her head. "Master is right. I felt that something was wrong before. Even if we send this child back, we can't always guard him. If the imperial court is unwilling to give up, sending him back to the ancestral home is just waiting for death. "
She looked forward curiously. "Does the Xuan Clan have a treasure that can reverse the situation?"
Young Mistress Yuan frowned. Her father did not leave any clues.
What exactly could protect the life of the last bloodline of the Xuan Clan? Probably no one knew. The dead Yuan Shan probably did not even think about the future. He only used his own life to complete the task that Old Master Xuan entrusted to him.
What he needed to think about was Xuan Yan himself.
Shen Zhenyi sighed softly. Facing the bone-piercing cold wind, he suddenly asked.
"Have you ever thought about how the environment here was formed?"
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