In the air, dark clouds rolled, and from time to time there was a thunderous sound, as if the heavens were venting his anger.

Not far away, the boy stood in front of a pile of ruins, his eyes glazed out, as if he had lost his soul.

His lips trembled slightly, and he kept repeating in a faint voice, "Daddy, mother, what's wrong with you?" ”

As he spoke, he seemed to have lost all the strength of his body, his legs weakened, and he knelt directly on the ground.

Tears flowed from his eyes, and his mouth continued to repeat the words.

At that moment, another dazzling light peeked out of the dark clouds, and then a thunderous roar came into my ears.

The thunderbolt seemed to have eyes, and it slashed straight in the direction of the boy. The thunder got closer and closer, and at this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared out of nowhere, blocking the thunder that was about to slash him for the young man.

Thunder collided with the golden light, producing a huge amount of energy, and the leaked energy directly lifted the boy away, and finally crashed into a tree. And with the young man's weak body, it was obvious that he could not withstand this impact, and sure enough, the young man passed out.

Just after he passed out, the fluctuations caused by the thunder and the golden light gradually subsided, and the thunder disappeared, and the golden light slowly dimmed, and at the same time shrank continuously, and finally shrank into the shape of a fist of the young man, and then flew to the place where the young man was, burrowed into his body, and disappeared.

The dark clouds still did not disperse, and soon the sky began to rain heavily, and the rain fell on the ruins, making a continuous "clattering" sound, and the fire was gradually extinguished by the rain.

Not far from the ruins of the house, the boy lay unconscious on the ground, his clothes wet from the rain, but he still did not wake up.

At this time, there was a sound of breaking the air in the distance, and a middle-aged man in a green robe stepped into the air, and after a closer look, not a drop of rain dropped on his body.

He stopped in front of the young man, looked at the young man calmly, looked at it a few times, then stopped thinking, stretched out his hand and took out a cloth bag out of nowhere, he opened the mouth of the bag, and then pointed at the young man, and the young man turned into a rainbow light and flew into the bag.

After doing this, he walked towards the ruins of the house. He walked to the ruins, stretched out his right hand and waved lightly, and the broken rubble walls that were pressed on the ground flew out one by one.

The debris from the ruins was finally cleared, and then two charred corpses came into view, yes, the bodies of the teenager's parents.

The two were struck by lightning, and their bodies turned into charcoal, and they no longer recognized their original appearances, but the two hugged each other tightly.

The middle-aged man saw this scene and his eyes were still calm, without the slightest fluctuation, his right hand pointed again, and then two light clusters, one green and one white, flew out of the two corpses respectively, and stopped in front of the middle-aged man, this time he not only took out a piece of dark and deep wood from where he came, and after guiding the two rays of light to this wood, he put away the wood.

He then simply built a grave, buried the bodies of the boy's parents, and erected an unmarked tombstone.

After doing this, he turned away without looking back, as if nothing here had anything to do with him.

Not long after he left, a white-haired old man came here again, the old man stood in front of the ruins, and a thought centered on him, towards the three districts around, the old man did not look for long, and found that there was no result, so he snorted coldly, and there were slight green tendons on his head.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky surged again, and a dull thunder sounded, as if to express the old man's displeasure. After a long time, the old man's demeanor finally relaxed, but his face was still cold, and the sky was calm again.

The old man looked at the grave coldly again, stretched out his hand to do something, but stopped again, and then showed a mocking smile, he withdrew his hand, walked slowly, and left.

In a small village not far from here, a little boy with a dirty face ran barefoot down the village's avenue, shouting, "It's raining!" Collect the clothes! ”

When the women of the house heard this, they poked their heads out of the house, and when they saw that it was really raining, they hurried to collect their clothes. When the children heard the news of the rain, they immediately ran out to play in the rain, and the women cried out to their children for fear that they would catch a cold in the rain, but the children did not listen to them at all.

It's been a long time since it's rained, and the children can't get excited to see it. When the women saw this, they hurriedly put away their clothes and pulled their children back, while the men cheered in the rain shirtless.

Seeing this, the children also clamored to go, but their mother could not give them a chance. They had to give up in a huff.

The boy was in a dark space, living the biggest nightmare of his life.