Warren's Rise and Fall

Wang Lunwo, Changsun Mingzhi and Sima Yaner rode out of the Changsun Family branch in Nanli City. The morning sun shone on them, outlining a golden outline for their figures. The breeze blew gently, blowing up their hair and clothes, as if seeing them off for the journey they were about to embark on.

Changsun Mingzhi rode on his horse, his posture was straight, his eyes revealed firmness and calmness. He turned his head to look at Wang Lunwo and Sima Yan'er beside him, and said: "My dear brother, Miss Yan'er, we need to go to Nanyang City first, and then take a flying boat from Nanyang City to Xiqian City in the northwest, and then ride horses from Xiqian City to Yanhuo City. It will take about three days. During this period, we should try not to cause trouble and strive to arrive in Yanhuo City on time. Especially my dear brother, you have to pay more attention." Changsun Mingzhi's tone was full of concern. He knew that Wang Lunwo was straightforward and impulsive. This journey was long and full of unknown challenges. He was worried that Wang Lunwo would get into trouble because of his impulse.

Wang Lunwo touched the back of his head and smiled. "I understand, Brother Changsun. I will pay more attention to my emotional management this time." His eyes flashed with determination. Although he knew that his temper was sometimes difficult to control, he was willing to try to restrain himself for this important trip.

Sima Yan'er sat quietly on the horse, her beautiful face was even more attractive under the sunlight. She looked at Changsun Mingzhi with affection, her eyes full of tenderness and determination. "I'm fine." Her voice was crisp and pleasant, like a spring flowing in the mountains. Changsun Mingzhi felt her gaze and his heart moved slightly, but he quickly restrained his emotions. He knew that this was not the time to be sentimental. The road of cultivation is long and arduous. If you don't have strong strength, you may fall at any time, so you should not cause trouble to others.

Changsun Mingzhi took a deep breath and said loudly: "Then let's go, and have a safe trip." His voice echoed in the air, full of strength and determination.

"Have a safe trip." Wang Lunwo and Sima Yan'er responded in unison. The three shook the reins, and the horses neighed and rushed out like an arrow. The dust raised by the horses' hooves flew behind them, as if telling of their determination and courage.

They sped along the wide road, and the scenery on both sides quickly receded. In the fields, the golden wheat waves undulated with the wind, as if seeing them off. The mountains in the distance were rolling and undulating, like a giant dragon winding and circling. In the sky, a few birds flew freely, and their figures seemed particularly small against the blue sky and white clouds.

Wang Lunwo was riding on his horse, feeling particularly happy. He felt the wind whistling in his ears, and his heart was full of expectations for the future. He knew that this journey was full of challenges, but he was not afraid. He believed that as long as the three of them worked together, they would be able to overcome all difficulties and successfully reach Yanhuo City.

Zhangsun Mingzhi seemed more calm. He was thinking about the next trip while riding his horse. He knew the importance of this mission, which was not only related to their personal fate, but also to the rise and fall of the entire family. He had to stay vigilant at all times and could not relax at all.

Sima Yan'er followed them silently, her heart full of concern for Changsun Mingzhi. She knew that Changsun Mingzhi shouldered a heavy responsibility, and every decision he made was related to everyone's safety. She was willing to support him silently and accompany him through this difficult journey.

As time went by, they gradually moved away from Nanli City. The sun gradually set in the west, and the sunset dyed half of the sky red. They stopped in a small town to take a break and replenish some food and water. At night, they camped in the wild, lit a bonfire, and sat together.

Wang Lunwo looked at the dancing flames and said with emotion: "Brother Changsun, this trip is really full of challenges. But I believe that we will succeed."

Zhang Sun Mingzhi nodded slightly, "Yes, this mission cannot afford to fail. We must remain vigilant and not take it lightly."

Sima Yan'er listened to their conversation quietly, her heart filled with warmth. She knew that in this challenging world, it was a blessing to have the two of them by her side.

The night sky was extremely beautiful, with numerous twinkling stars, like countless gems inlaid on the sky. They looked up at the starry sky, their hearts full of longing for the future. On this quiet night, their hearts found a moment of peace, accumulating strength for the next journey.

The next morning, they got up early and continued their journey. They rode through a dense forest, where the trees were green and the birds were singing. The sun shone through the gaps between the leaves, forming patches of light on the ground. They moved forward carefully in the forest, fearing that they would disturb the danger hidden in the dark.

Finally, they walked out of the forest and came to a vast plain. The plain was covered with green grass and wild flowers. In the distance, Nanyang City was faintly visible. They sped up and ran towards Nanyang City.

When they arrived at Nanyang City, the sun had already risen high. Nanyang City was a prosperous city, with a constant flow of people and traffic on the streets. They found the flying boat station in the city, bought tickets, and prepared to take the flying boat to Xiqian City.

The flying boat slowly rose up and took them to the northwest. They stood on the deck of the flying boat and looked down at the land below. Mountains, rivers, fields, cities, everything was in sight. They were filled with emotion. This world was so vast and full of infinite possibilities.

After flying for a while, they finally arrived at Xiqian City. Xiqian City is an ancient city with tall and solid walls and simple and elegant buildings. They rested for a while in Xiqian City, changed horses, and then continued to head towards Yanhuo City.

In the following journey, they encountered various difficulties and challenges. Sometimes it was bad weather, sometimes it was rugged mountain roads, and sometimes it was ferocious beasts. But they never gave up, relying on firm belief and tenacious perseverance, they moved forward step by step towards Yanhuo City.

Finally, on the evening of the third day, they saw Yanhuo City in the distance. However, the once glorious and magnificent city was now shrouded in a haze.

The walls of Yanhuo City were still towering, but they were covered with mottled marks, which were the claw marks and marks of war left by the demons during the attack. Some of the originally solid battlements had collapsed, and the rubble was scattered all over the ground, as if telling of the tragic battle that had taken place. The city gates were closed, and the heavy iron doors were rusty, with some dark red bloodstains on them, which were the witnesses of the desperate resistance of the human warriors.

Looking into the city from the hole in the city wall, there was a dead silence. The once bustling streets were now deserted, with shop signs swaying in the wind, broken doors and windows, and piles of debris. Occasionally, abandoned items could be seen on the streets, including broken weapons, scattered clothes, and some dried bloodstains. Those once beautiful buildings had also become dilapidated, with collapsed roofs, cracked walls, and some even burned to ruins.

The hero statue that had been standing in the city square had collapsed and broken into several pieces. The fountain around the statue had long since dried up, leaving only a ruined pool. The square was also littered with the remains of some demons, emitting a foul stench that made people unable to bear to look directly at them.

The palace in the distance had also lost its former majesty. More than half of the palace roof had been burned down, and the golden glazed tiles were scattered all over the ground. The palace gate was closed, and the words on the plaque on the door were blurred. The former glory and honor had now become a bubble.

Wang Lunwo, Changsun Mingzhi and Sima Yan'er stood quietly outside the city, looking at the ruined Yanhuo City in front of them, their hearts filled with grief and anger. They could not imagine how fierce the battle had been here, and what a heavy price humans had paid.

"Is this Yanhuo City? How could it become like this..." Sima Yan'er's voice trembled slightly, and tears flashed in her eyes.

Zhang Sun Mingzhi clenched his fists tightly, his face gloomy. "The atrocities committed by the demon race are unforgivable."

Wang Lunwo gritted his teeth, anger burning in his eyes. "When I succeed in my cultivation, I will definitely avenge the people of Yanhuo City."

But they also knew that it was unwise to rush into the city at this time. The situation in the city was unclear, and the demons might still be lurking in the city. So they decided to camp outside the city and wait for the opportunity.

They found a relatively secluded place and set up their tent. At night, a breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness. They sat around the campfire in silence. The firelight reflected on their faces, reflecting the heaviness and determination in their hearts.