Ten miles east of Taiping City, at the intersection of three streams, the sky is blue and the water is clear, the green grass is abundant, the scenery is beautiful and beautiful, pure as a picture.

But this morning, with a loud noise, the earth cracked, the green grass overturned, and a towering stone monument rose from the ground, more than ten zhang high, the whole was dilapidated but rough, crooked but majestic.

The stele is engraved with the word 'Taiping'!

It is the stone plaque of the collapsed east gate of the ancient city of Taiping, which was moved ten miles and fell here.

The word 'Taiping', which shines on the ancient city's 10,000-year-old health, has now been soaked in blood, whether it is irony, provocation, or the most cruel war book!

The remnants of the young masters from the four families were scattered outside, broken and hideous, and the flesh and blood were blurred. The green space is mixed with blood and water, and the wildflowers and debris are dotted, and the scene is shocking.

Above the blood-stained stone plaque, Tang Yan stood upright like a javelin, his eyes were full of cruel blood, his black hair and black clothes danced against the strong wind, and a war knife was inserted horizontally in front of him. Perhaps feeling the murderous arrogance from the master's tyrannical sea, the ancient war knife trembled slightly, diffusing the vast ancient war might.

The wolf's teeth are no longer hidden, and there are plains within a radius of dozens of miles, so there is no need to hide. Also dressed in black, with black hair, kneeling on one knee, holding a short knife into the blood-stained ground under his feet, his head hanging down, his messy hair covering his face, he couldn't see his true face clearly, but he gave people an indescribable cold aura.

It's like stinging a ghost and a beast.

There was a strange and invisible aura evaporating around him, as if forming a film-like barrier around him, impenetrable and unreal.

On the stone plaque, behind Tang Yan, there was a tattered iron rod and a bloody man tied to him-Nan Wunian!

In this situation, there is no need to say anything else!

Tang Yan is ready, whether he lives or dies, regardless of the judgment of future generations, just to save his wife.

Grown up and matured.

Today, you should be what a man should do, and what a husband should do!

And not like ...... Once upon a time......

Twenty years ago, helpless, young and weak, fighting the Lingwang Mansion with only one body of blood, it was a childish cry, and it was also the beginning of blood.

That year, fifteen-year-old, speechless maturity.

Fifteen years ago, he went to the Dayan Mountains alone, and resisted the heroes with a vicious courage, which was the frivolity of youth and the blood of youth.

That year, it was a time of wildness, fearless of heaven and earth, and there was no need to talk about maturity.

Ten years ago, the giant tiger fought because of the Great Yan heroes, and the tile gang broke the thousand-year-old Great Yan pattern, and the three precepts were in chaos, and a Buddha seal fought the first battle of the half-saint.

In that year, I was not really mature, but I survived the transition from youth to youth, and I also showed wisdom and calmness.

Eight years ago, in the imperial city of Dross, the word 'greeting' wedding dress.

That year, I considered myself mature and full of pride.

Six years ago, the spine of the black stone, laughing and scolding the chaotic group.

That year, he was excessively conceited, considered himself a hero in the world, and considered himself not afraid of the chaos of heaven and earth.

Five years ago, in the Ancient Beast Mountain, an indulgent battle against Nanhuang, he was defeated, injured, tired, and cried, paying the most cruel price for his conceit and arrogance.

That year, calmly looking up at the sky, officially metamorphosed and matured.

Bumpy and bumpy, these years, stumbling, twenty years.

Tang Yan is not a saint, not a god, not born with a last resort, not a heavenly vertical can be perfect. He has done so many wrong things, and he has lost too many relatives - Eliinda, Black Girl, Yanyuhan, and so on.

But he has been looking for his own direction, has been trying hard, twenty years of human torment, twenty years of character transformation, indulgence, arrogance, rebelliousness, witness the course of life, chrysalis out of the cocoon, the most gorgeous transformation.

Today, twenty years later, he has completed his transformation, but the transformation does not mean the loss of blood, but the search for the true self in the change, and the self must be flesh and blood!

"Is it worth it?" Victoria stood in front of the stone plaque, looking at the man with a terrible murderous aura on his face. She has not been dating Tang Yan for a long time, but it is not short, and she thinks that she has basically seen through and knows his character and personality.

But the tyranny at this moment, as well as the blood books floating in the ancient city, even she felt a chill.

This chill emanated from the heart and permeated the whole body.

The upside-down female corpse, the scattered human head, and the fluttering blood book, the moment Tang Yan made his decision, the whole situation was completely out of control, like a wild horse that could not be recovered.

If Faranta really refuses to return Niya, it will inevitably trigger a bloody massacre that will last for ten years, and it will also push Tang Yan to the focus of the storm on the entire continent.

For a woman, is it worth it?

"Do me a favor. Tang Yan's reddened gaze stared at the towering ancient city at the end of his sight, his voice with heavy gasps, and even more low and hoarse.

I lost too much when I was young, and it is understandable, if I lose it now, how can I have the face to fight the world again, and how can I have the courage to break into the war world!

So...... Today's true self is...... With his own hands, he spread out a blood-stained red carpet to greet his wife...... Go home......

"Definitely!!"

"Use the intelligence network of Tianyan to spread the blood book throughout the Central Plains, I want all forces to witness this blood oath, and I want Faranta to ...... Permanently delisted!"

"You really ......" Victoria had a thousand words to persuade, but when it came to her mouth, she just lingered and swallowed, sighed in her heart, said cherished, and turned away.

Taiping Ancient City, Tianyan Branch.

Victoria sent a commission to the person in charge of the ancient city: "Spread the Blood Book Incident as quickly as possible, from near to far, as far as it can be, and spread as many forces as possible." In particular, we must do our best to inform the Lord of the Falan Tower and the other warlock groups, so that they can understand that the matter is strict, and we must try to prevent Tang Yan from sealing the blood oath. There are also two key points - the Pure Land and the Nine Dragon Ridge!"

The person in charge of Tianping City's Tianyan said in a deep voice: "I wonder why Fa Lan Pagoda imprisoned Niya, since Tang Yan swore a blood oath, I am afraid that Fa Lan Pagoda will not be returned lightly, this is completely unreasonable! Also, Tang Yan appeared in Tianping City to investigate personally, what about the other people from Jiulong Ridge? Why didn't you come along? Don't get excited, there are too many doubts in this matter. ”

"No matter what suspicions, no matter what the secrets, be sure to spread the news first. We only have one day, both sides only have one day, and if Faranta really doesn't return before dark, things are really irreparable. ”

"But what if they are dispersed, can they come in one day?"

Victoria was silent for a while, and said: "I'll contact the high-level to see how they decide, if they really pay attention to this matter, they will definitely find a way, at least attract everyone who should come." ”

Outside Taiping City, more and more warlocks and warriors gathered along the trajectory, but feeling the terrifying and murderous aura coming from the stone plaque, all the good deeds stayed thousands of meters away, nervously observing and waiting from afar.

The blood-stained stone plaque, the shattered 'Taiping', the desolate Nan Wunian.

All of them stimulated their eyes like sharp blades, and the atmosphere of the whole scene was repeatedly depressed. They didn't know the situation, they couldn't judge right and wrong, and even people who usually did good things were rarely silent, and no one judged the incident, nor did they blame Tang Yan or criticize Faranta.

Whether it is from a personal perspective or from the overall situation of the incident, this matter is full of abnormal suspicions, and there is also a strong smell of blood.

There is no point in quelling the unrest, it depends on how the situation develops.

At mid-morning, many of the strong men of Falanta left the inner city and rushed to Tang Yan, ten miles east of the ancient city, surrounded by the stone plaque in all directions.

All ten ancestors came, more than 20 inner elders, more than 70 outer elders, and many Falan Tower guardians, almost all of the high-level disciples arrived, all the tower level disciples, various elite guards, and many warlock groups in the outer city.

Nearly 30,000 people gathered here, densely packed with figures, besieging Tang Yan in groups.

The anger of 30,000 people and the fierceness of 30,000 people made the main area like a churning ocean, and the waves under the hurricane surged against Tang Yan on the stone plaque.

Tang Yan was indifferent, only the bitter killing intent and coldness accumulated in his eyes.

His eyes swept over the audience, but after all, he didn't see that familiar figure again!

Didn't you?

Faranta, that's my wife, what reason do you have to detain her, what reason do you have to tamper with her memory, what right do you have to insist on refusing to return it?!

Do you really think I won't seal the blood oath?!

We...... See!

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