"Wow!"

A baby's cry suddenly sounded, and at this moment, countless people secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

While breathing a sigh of relief, more people sighed slightly.

Over the past few hundred years, countless babies have been born here, but only a handful have survived, except for the future.

Hot blood dripped from the woman's lower body, and the woman's legs tightened slightly, ignoring the coercion from the chains, she slowly bent down and picked up the born baby.

The baby was born with a pair of clear and bright eyes, staring at the woman motionlessly.

"It's a boy, your name is hope, you are my little hope!" the woman said weakly, with the joy of being a first-time mother on her face.

"Congratulations!" Ye Chen whispered, continued to close his eyes, and waved the Qilin Sword in his hand, bringing up sword shadows.

Among the millions of prisoners, the arrival of Little Hope at least inspired them, it turns out that as long as they persevere, there is hope.

But half a day later, a conundrum followed.

A woman who hasn't eaten anything for months has no milk to feed Little Hope.

The hungry baby was crying, and countless people sighed slightly, their faces full of helplessness.

The woman bit her fingertips, and hot blood dripped freely. The woman carefully put her finger into the baby's mouth, and the baby stopped crying, and her bright eyes blinked softly.

The devastated face was full of kindness, and the woman smiled and patted the baby gently.

Looking at this warm scene, the corners of many people's eyes were a little moist.

"When she was born in the future, her mother was like that. Feed the future with your own blood. ”

"If it weren't for that, with the cultivation of the future mother, maybe it would not be a problem to support it for another few decades. ”

The old woman Phantom Ice Cloud murmured softly, "Child." Always be a mother's future. ”

"Is this how my mother raised me in the first place?" muttered as tears slowly fell, looking at the skeleton beside him.

"With the emergence of a new life, she has taken her hostage to fate!" the middle-aged man said in a low voice, sighing slightly, and before he said a word, the woman would die after all.

"If you take a hostage to fate, then you will choke fate. Don't let it conquer me!" Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the eternal and unchanging sky, muttering, dancing the Qilin Sword mechanically, bell!

When Mars are splashing around. Smaller cracks spread across the Qilin Sword.

The fishy wind was slow, and from time to time there was a soft hum: "Sleep, sleep, my dear darling, the night is quiet, and my mother's arms are so warm." ”

Gently holding the baby in her arms, the woman hummed softly. The baby fell asleep to her singing, and it was not only the baby who fell asleep, but many of the prisoners also closed their eyes.

The sound of the clash between gold and iron gradually weakened, and Ye Chen controlled the strength of the sword. I am afraid that the sound will disturb the baby's sleep.

As the middle-aged man Nameless said, the woman had already taken her hostage to fate. Feeding the baby with her own blood, the woman's face became more and more pale.

Until seven days later. The gentle song was no longer heard, accompanied by the baby's cry, "Wow!"

Opening his eyes, Ye Chen sighed slightly, only to see that in the distance, the woman was kneeling on her knees, and the whole person was raised backwards, even if there was no life, her hands were still holding the baby strongly.

"She's gone!" the middle-aged man muttered softly, his right hand slowly raised, and a soft storm shot out.

I saw that this soft wind turned into an invisible palm shadow, the palm shadow gently held up the baby, the soft wind rolled back, and the middle-aged man slowly raised his hands and hugged the baby.

A strip of broken cloth hung on the baby's body, and a few weak words were written on it: "Child, if you are still alive, please believe that your mother has loved you deeply!"

The scribbled handwriting shook everyone's heartstrings, and the middle-aged man sighed slightly, biting his fingertips, and blood dripped down and fell into the baby's mouth.

The bright eyes still blinked softly, and the baby swallowed the blood and stopped crying.

Looking at this scene, a touch of surprise flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, although this middle-aged man was silent, there was still a heart of pity hidden under the numbness of the disguise.

Sensing Ye Chen's gaze, the nameless, middle-aged man said lightly: "Little Hope, he is your compatriot and mine!"

The blood-colored sky was extremely gloomy, like a hideous devil, devouring all hope.

Everyone looked at the gradually cold corpse, and there was silence for a while.

The blood rain fell one after another, and everyone raised their heads one after another to meet the blood rain once in half a month.

More than a thousand soldiers with indifferent expressions stood in the sky above, looking at the millions of prisoners below, and laughed.

Especially when some soldiers saw Ye Chen wielding a sword, their laughter became even louder, "Look, that fool is still swinging a sword!"

"Tsk, the chain of martial arts was refined for my Tiangang powerhouse, how could it be cut off by him!"

"But no, last time I went to take a look, that kid cut out a sword mark thinner than fine hair, and when the sword mark is a few inches, Lao Tzu will give him a new chain!"

Bursts of laughter echoed with the sound of the rain, and in the past six months, they also knew that among the millions of prisoners, there were people who swung their swords all day long, trying to cut the chains, and these soldiers not only did not stop them, but even bet on when the boy would give up.

Ye Chen turned a deaf ear to the laughter in the sky, and continued to lower his head, condensing vitality in his left hand and waving his sword in his right hand.

The sound of the clash of gold and iron slowly echoed in the rain curtain, day after day, never stopped.

Until the end, the soldiers who were escorting the prisoners were also accustomed to these gold and iron clashes, and occasionally stopped, looked at Ye Chen numbly, shook their heads, and didn't even have any interest in mocking.

Condensing vitality, waving the sword weapon in his hand, Ye Chen's days were as plain as water, familiar faces disappeared on the locks and martial arts frames around him, and unfamiliar figures took the place of these people, until in the end, Ye Chen found that he was also a little numb.

"It's been a year!" Ye Chen raised his head, looked at the unchanged sky, and muttered to himself.

After condensing a year's vitality, Ye Chen's damaged body restored the fourth layer of its heyday, and a one-inch-deep sword mark also appeared on this chain, which was extremely eye-catching.

Nameless was holding the month-old baby, looking at the inch-deep sword marks, his eyes changed slightly, and at this moment he had to admire Ye Chen's perseverance in not giving up.

"Forty percent of the power of **!" Ye Chen muttered, taking a step forward with his right foot, dragging the heavy iron chain, and was about to rise with his sword, but there were loud footsteps in the distance, and soldiers like a tide emerged again.

After a glance, Ye Chen withdrew his gaze and continued to swing his sword, he knew that those soldiers would not stop him from swinging his sword.

Bang bang! The sound of hurried footsteps gradually sounded in his ears, and two soldiers with fierce expressions walked towards Ye Chen.

Seeing this, Ye Chenjian frowned slightly, stopped swinging his sword, and looked at the two soldiers calmly.

The fierce light flickered in the eyes of the two soldiers, and the eyes of the two paused on Ye Chen's body for a few breaths, and then moved away, and their figures directly bypassed Ye Chen, and walked towards the left side, where the future was located.

"This little lady can also be mined, tsk, I have to enjoy it today!" the two soldiers smiled lewdly.

Seeing the two soldiers walking towards the future, Ye Chen's heart suddenly became a reality, in this year, the future was not escorted to the palace.

There was a twinkle of horror in her bright eyes, but the future cried out without panic, and since she was sensible, she knew that one day she would be escorted to the palace.

"Let's go, little girl, don't ask for it!" one of the soldiers sneered, dragging the heavy chains.

Meeting that fierce gaze, Future did not resist, and walked forward with heavy steps, letting the two soldiers drag the chains.

"Future!" Ye Chen whispered, the green tendons burst out on his hands, and the chains clanged.

Hearing this, Future raised his head, and a trace of sadness appeared in his bright beautiful eyes, "Uncle Yezi, how I hope you can sword against me, I really hope"

Before the future could finish speaking, it was interrupted by a soldier, "Hurry up!"

"Future!" Ye Chen's voice was a little hoarse, and the existence of the lock frame made it impossible for him to move forward for half a point.

There was a kind of despair, Ye Chen had felt it several times, and he even swore that he must become stronger and would not experience that kind of despair again.

When Mu Ye left, he was helpless and desperate, when Lin Zhiyun left, his bitter despair, when the second dream was sealed, the desperation of his resistance, and the despair in front of him.

"We must not let those beasts spoil the future, absolutely not!" Ye Chen roared, raised the Qilin Sword in his hand, and slashed down the chains below, the monstrous killing intent exploded on Ye Chen's body at this moment, merging into this sword.

The chain shook, and the sword mark deepened again.

For several months, Ye Chen had not used all of his ** power, and once he used all his ** power, perhaps the sword marks in front of him would be several inches deep, but this would immediately touch the bottom line of those soldiers.

Therefore, he has been waiting for the opportunity, waiting for ** to recover six or seven percent of his strength, and to be able to cut off this chain in one fell swoop.

And now, Ye Chen doesn't care about all this, she wants to step into the palace in the future and cut off this chain......)