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The curtains around were torn, and dirt and bloodstains were intertwined on the ground. The air was filled with thick smoke and the smell of blood, which formed a sharp contrast with the noise of war outside.

Fierce artillery fire, fierce fighting on the battlefield, the wailing of the wounded...

All this noise made Jingliu feel like his eardrums were about to be torn apart.

The body seems to have gone through a long and arduous journey, and every inch of skin and every muscle carries heavy fatigue and pain.

I'm alive?

As this thought flashed through Jingliu's mind, memories came flooding back like a tide, condensing into bizarre pictures that kept flashing in her mind.

Her head hurt. Waves of pain came one after another like heavy hammers hitting her nerves again and again, forcing her to stop thinking.

As her vision gradually became clear, she tried to tilt her head to see her surroundings clearly.

Not far away, several exhausted doctors were busy with their heads down, their shadows stretched out in the dim light.

The tattered curtains of the medical tent swayed gently in the wind, making a rustling sound.

In addition to the wailing of the wounded and the comfort of the doctors, Jingliu also heard some conversations.

She heard someone say, "The war is finally coming to an end" and "The Buli people's army is being defeated."

I also heard unfamiliar words such as "Grammer Empire" and "Grammer Iron Cavalry".

Jingliu was a little confused. She didn't know how she was saved, how long she had been unconscious, and what happened during that time.

She struggled to stand up, the pain coming in waves like a tide, causing beads of sweat to break out on her forehead.

But she gritted her teeth and insisted on not making any sound.

A doctor walked up to her, put his hand on her shoulder, and soothed her in a gentle, hoarse voice:

"Wait, Jingliu, your injury hasn't fully healed yet, don't move."

Jing Liu looked at the other person's slightly pale, tired face. After a brief recollection, she finally remembered the other person's name:

"Sister Lingyun...Where am I? How long have I been unconscious?"

"This is Cangyun Alley, the destroyed Cangyun Alley. You have been unconscious for three days and three nights."

"Cangyun Alley..."

Jingliu's dry and pale lips moved slightly as he chewed on this all too familiar name.

Cangyun Lane is the neighborhood near her home, only about twenty minutes away from her home.

Home......

My home is no longer there...

The doctor named Ling Yun saw Jing Liu's red eyes filled with pain and sorrow, and naturally guessed what she was thinking.

Facing the heartbroken girl in front of him, Ling Yun had no way of doing anything for her. He could only pat her back gently, hoping to make her feel better.

Through Lingyun, Jingliu learned that he was rescued by the Sun Fire Crossbow of the Yunqi Army.

The fire crossbow just hit the Buli soldiers who were chasing her, and because she was in the explosion range of the fire crossbow, she was knocked unconscious by the shock wave and crashed into the ruins.

Thanks to the ruins that just buried her body, she was able to escape the nearby Buli army and was later discovered by the doctor of Dandingsi.

The Immortals were blessed with abundance, and their healing abilities were much stronger than those of ordinary people. That was why Jingliu was able to survive.

After Ling Yun comforted Jing Liu with a few simple words, he returned to his busy work.

After a short rest, Jingliu endured the pain, grasped the edge of the bed tightly with both hands, and struggled to climb out of bed.

Seeing that the doctors in the tent were busy saving the wounded and no one was looking after her, she staggered and walked out of the tent with difficulty.

There was still flames outside, and the artillery fire that covered the sky was like the red clouds at dusk that separated the sky and the earth, and divided the yin and yang.

Traces of war can be seen everywhere, broken walls, charred trees, and weapons and equipment scattered on the ground, silently telling the catastrophe that this land has experienced.

Jingliu raised her head and saw dozens of beasts that could not withstand human intervention fighting with people above the cave.

Strangely, their opponents were not the Cloud Cavalry, but mysterious warriors they had never seen before.

Those warriors seemed to be wearing armor that covered their entire bodies. The silver-white armor looked like flowing moonlight under the firelight.

Their movements were clean and efficient, whether in offense or defense, or in tactical coordination, without any drag at all.

Even with only a dozen people, they involved a company of hundreds of infantrymen!

"Grammer's Iron Cavalry..."

Jingliu moved his lips and murmured the unfamiliar word he had just heard in the tent.

She didn't know what had happened during the time she was unconscious, but from what she had just seen and the cavalry fighting against the Buli people, it should be the civilization called the "Grammer Empire" that was helping Xianzhou fight against the Buli army.

No wonder the wounded were discussing that the war was almost over and the Buli people were being defeated.

This was good news, but Jingliu couldn't be happy at all.

She wanted to avoid recalling the tragic scene before she fell into a coma, but as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with the bloody images of her mother being strangled and her father being stabbed in the chest.

Suddenly, a strange blood-red color appeared out of nowhere, like a thick haze, covering the war-torn land and dyeing it an ominous scarlet.

Jing Liu, who noticed this scene, slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.

The next second, her eyes widened, revealing disbelief and extreme panic, and her face instantly turned pale as paper.

She saw the scarlet star called "Rahu" hanging high above the clouds of the Cangcheng Immortal Boat, beating like a heart.

Its huge body was covered with a strange bloody glow, and was as brown-red as a rusty copper ball.

The surface of the demon star slowly cracked open its shell made of rocks, tendons, and branches, swallowing and spitting out countless offspring, like an insatiable predator eating repeatedly, or like a mother about to give birth.

In the eternal and deep space, it crushed the sky, evaporated the sea of ​​clouds, and pressed down towards Cangcheng with an attitude of obliterating the universe.

Chapter 45: The Arrow Pierces the Universe, the Emperor’s Bow Descends (Part )

The mountains on the surface of the planet are like activated blood vessels, beating vigorously and actively. The cracked surface spreads for thousands of kilometers like vines, revealing the magma beneath the surface that is like blood and the star core that beats like a heart.

It is wailing and singing. The burning mountains are boiling like blood and the cracked earth is thirsty like a wolf.

It will reduce everything to ashes until all things come to an end.

Jingliu raised his head and looked at the blood-red demon star that was approaching Cangcheng.

Her pupils appeared particularly deep under the blood-red light, like black holes that could swallow all light.

She clenched her hands into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, as if she wanted to vent her inner anger through the pain.

Gradually, as if she had figured something out, she slowly loosened her grip, a helpless and self-deprecating smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

She no longer has the motivation to live.

Losing her parents and her home, this series of misfortunes made her extremely painful.

The panic and screams of the people around her seemed to become distant background noise, and all that remained in her world was the bloody haze and the terror that was about to come.

She held her forehead with one hand, as if she had thought of something, and began to walk forward.

She wants to go home.

Although there was a voice in her heart dissuading her, she did not stop.

Even if only ruins were left, she hoped to take one last look at it.

The broken streets and ruins were filled with the people of Xianzhou who were fleeing in panic. The crowd who had been waiting in a relatively orderly manner for the doctors and the Cloud Cavalry to settle them down suddenly fell into unprecedented panic.

The cries of children and the shouts of adults intertwined together, stinging Jingliu's eardrums.

The shadow of doomsday hung over the hearts of everyone on the street, and the red light emitted by the evil star was even more ominous.

The immortals bathed in blood fell to the ground, struggling and rolling, and golden branches grew out from everyone's mouth and nostrils, one after another.

The panicked crowd was like a tide that engulfed Jing Liu. She was swept up by the surging tide and moved forward involuntarily.

Her delicate figure looked particularly small in the crowd, and she was pushed here and there by the panicked people around her, like a lone boat drifting in the strong wind and huge waves.

But even so, she still did not give up the idea of ​​"going home".

Since destruction is an irreversible outcome, at least when everything is annihilated, I can return to the warm harbor that has held my life for fifteen years.

Jingliu gritted his teeth and tried to move towards his home among the fleeing crowd in the opposite direction.

Every time she was squeezed, she felt a suffocating pain, but she still refused to stop.

Finally, after turning a corner, she saw her home.

She looked through the window and saw her mother busy in the kitchen. The smoke from cooking and the aroma of food wafted out and filled the entire street.

My father sat at the gate of the yard with a whetstone in front of him, patiently sharpening his standard Yunqi sword.

Jingliu couldn't help but smile and quickened his pace to run.

The next second, something kicked her foot, causing her ankle to twist and her body to fall to the ground as expected.

This fall brought Jingliu back to reality from his previous fantasy.

She saw the house in front of her turn into ruins again and her imaginary parents disappear without a trace.

The air was filled with smoke, the scorched earth was burning, and the dried blood silently told what happened here three days ago.

Jingliu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but only weak sobs came out.

She sat up, and after seeing clearly what had tripped her, her scarlet pupils suddenly contracted.

It was a broken standard Yunqi sword, and on the broken hilt were the small words "Jingliu" engraved.

This is my father's broken sword...

At this moment, the scene of his parents' death reappeared in Jingliu's mind.

Their miserable state, their wailing, Bu Liren's brutal eyes, and ferocious sneer were all like steel knives, constantly piercing Jing Liu's heart, trying to gouge out her flesh and blood, leaving her riddled with holes.

And after this pain of being cut into pieces, the seed of hatred finally took root and sprouted, madly absorbing the nutrients of despair and pain, growing rapidly and rampaging until it broke through the constraints of reason and raged into an uncontrollable thorny jungle!

Jing Liu raised his head and glared at the blood-red demon star pressing down towards Cangcheng, with flames burning in his eyes.

Endless hatred and anger continued to attack her last remaining sanity. When the last trace of tenderness faded away, the scarlet rose watered by the blood feud began to bloom!

I can't die yet...

I haven't lost everything yet.

I have one more thing I must do—

That is revenge!

I absolutely cannot die. Even if I have to fall into the devil's netherworld and lose all desire, I will continue to live! !

[Buzz——! 】

Suddenly, a sound of breaking air passed by Jingliu's ears.

The sound was so faint, as faint as a mosquito or a fly, yet so clear that one could hear every wave and every syllable, as if it came from the depths of the soul.

Although Jingliu had no experience in martial arts performance, she was very sure that it was the sound of an arrow leaving the bow!

Suddenly, a ray of light, like the morning light at dawn, appeared in the boundless scarlet above.

Although the glimmer of light was faint, it seemed to have a soul connection with Jingliu, causing resonance in her heart.

She stared at the glimmer of light, which was like a flame, a cluster of fireworks, a shooting star, lighting up the vast and deep dark universe.

The light was faint at first, like the first light of dawn, but it soon gathered into an extremely dazzling golden torrent, spanning the sea of ​​stars.

It broke free from the bloody shackles, suddenly cut through the void, and penetrated the universe. Its trajectory spanned the sky. Wherever it passed, the stars dimmed and the void trembled!

As the light grew brighter and brighter, Jingliu finally saw what it was—