C1 Primer

Demonic King Valley.

A group of carriages slowly moved forward through the gray fog. Aside from the coachman, each carriage had a strong man on its two sides. The men held long spears in their hands and sabers at their waists. They carefully scanned the surroundings with torch-like eyes. Everyone's expression revealed a sliver of fear within their nervousness. Even their footsteps couldn't help but soften, as if something terrifying would suddenly appear in front of them in the midst of the fog.

Child Ming looked at the thick fog in front of him, then turned around and said to Second Master Ming, "Second Grandpa, I'm a little scared."

Second Master Ming rubbed the top of Child Ming's head and smiled, "What's there to be afraid of? We walk around this place three to four times a year and it's always like this. This is your first time, you can just walk twice. "

Child Ming nodded his head reluctantly, he turned and continued walking, but Second Elder Ming could see that the child was still subconsciously gripping the blade by his waist.

Second Master Ming stopped and lit up a bag of cigarettes. As he smoked, he watched the convoy pass by in front of him until he saw Mingde, who was standing behind him.

Mingde was in his early thirties, his physique was sturdy and powerful, and his black and red face revealed strong muscles. Hearing second master Ming call him, Mingde ran over quickly and bowed his head to the second master slightly, "Second master, you called me?"

Second Master Ming creased his eyebrows slightly, "My son, the demonic mist in the Demonic King Valley is especially large this time."

Mingde's brows creased, as he nodded his head, "Yes. Normally, I would be able to tell that he was over thirty meters away, but now, I'm afraid that he isn't even thirty or forty meters away."

"How many days have we been here?" Second Master Ming asked again.

"It's been three days. We'll be back in a while. After we return to the corner of the horse, we will be out for another day. " Mingde replied.

Second Master Ming nodded and patted Mingde's shoulder, "Be careful!"

Mingde nodded heavily, "Don't worry, Master Er!"

The caravan continued forward for half a day until they arrived at a very large turning point. A cliff extended out in front of them, and the originally not very wide side of the road became even narrower. At this point, the coachman had to get off the carriage and lead the horses. The coachmen had to help pull the carriage back and forth in order to let it pass this extremely narrow area.

This place was the turning point of the horse that Mingde talked about. Legend has it that as long as they passed through this bend, even if they had officially entered the territory of the Devil Kingdom, in order to let people think twice, the God of Heaven had used his divine power to create this place.

Child Ming wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve and looked up with all his might. This cliff was extremely tall, yet it was extremely thin, the thickest part was connected to the mountain, the thinnest part was like a blade, it was truly like a knife splitting and axe chopping.

At this time, Second Master Ming had already arrived. With a smile, he pulled Child Ming to the side and lit up a bag of cigarettes, asking, "Kid, how was it? Is this trip tiring? "

Child Ming removed the water sac stopper respectfully and passed both hands over to Second Master Ming. Then, he answered, "Before I left, my father told me that Ming Family is not for business, but for business. Besides, I'm already sixteen this year, so I might as well go for a walk.

Mingde also came over and laughed, "It's a good thing that little young master has grown up. You don't need to personally follow me in the future, second master. "

Second Master Ming laughed and said, "I am the most familiar with this path, so when this kid reaches twenty years of age, let's just let him fly solo. Son, it's getting late. You will instruct them to set up camp and rest after the horses have passed the curve. Everyone has eaten and drank to their heart's content, so we will be leaving tomorrow morning. Tomorrow night, we will be out of the Demonic King Valley! "

"Alright!" Mingde cupped his hands towards Second Master Ming and smiled at Child Ming. Then he turned and left to arrange for the rest of the people to eat and rest.

Returning to Ma Bow was blocked by a cliff, so it was a good place to set up camp and rest. In addition, the Ming Family and horse teams were all experts, so before long, they had already set up their tents. Child Ming discovered that this tent was slightly different from the one before. Usually, this tent was placed outside, with the horse carriage inside, so that they could meet bandits and bandits inside to protect the goods. The waiters should also start a fire. They should be joking and making fun of each other. The louder the commotion, the better it would be. However, at this moment, it was the complete opposite. The tent was located at the innermost area, leaning against the mountain wall as it made its way in. The outer ring was made up of horses, while the outer ring was made up of carriages. The twenty odd carriages formed a semicircle around Ming Family's people, trapping them inside. The waiters no longer lit their fires and quietly sat by the tents. They used their hands to tear up their wheat cakes and drank the cold water. In the entire camp, except for the occasional noise made by the horses, no one was even loud enough to speak.

Mingde saw that the Child Ming was confused, he went close to his side and said softly, "Young master, after we cross the bend of the horse, we will reach the boundary of the Devil Kingdom. Also, there are Demonic Beast running rampant nearby, so we have to be more careful. With the training in Ming Family, one could lose the goods, but one could not lack people. So, as long as we cross the bend in the road, our Ming Family's cavalry will camp out in accordance to this rule.

The Child Ming nodded his head to show that he understood, and did not dare to ask anymore questions. After finishing the wheat cake in his hand, he directly entered the tent.

Second Master Ming walked over to Mingde and said, "This old man has not seen any Demonic Beast for over thirty years. If a few of them come out occasionally, we can handle them with our Ming Family. You little brat, do you really have to scare him? "

Mingde smilingly replied, "Master Er, didn't you say that you wanted to say something bad first? I have to let young master know about the situation, no?"

"You're the only one who makes sense ~ ~" Second Master Ming shook his head, pulled Mingde to the side and asked softly, "How was the night watch arranged? I think the fog this time is exceptionally thick. "

Speaking till here, Mingde retracted his smile, and replied in a low voice: "Reporting to Second Master, I have already instructed my brothers to walk the Twin Towns at night, and not die from sleep. Just for this night, don't let anything go wrong. "But what you're saying is that this fog is a bit of a worry.

There was no sun or moon in the Demonic King Valley, and the sky darkened just like that. Even though Child Ming was afraid, after all, he had walked the entire day's journey, and did not let his imagination run wild for too long.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, a scream from outside the tent woke Child Ming up. He sat up abruptly and hugged his waist blade tightly to his chest. He stared outside the tent in shock as he tried to distinguish if the voice was real or just an illusion.

Another miserable shriek completely shocked Child Ming out of his bed. He did not bother to put on his clothes, simply putting on his boots, and rushed out of the tent with the knife in his hand.

At this time, miserable cries could be heard one after another. The scene in front of them made Child Ming tremble with fear. Several people from Ming Family were already lying dead on the ground. The torches in their hands were crackling and burning, reflecting the looks of the dozen or so monsters that looked like wolves, tigers and tigers.

Their movements were as fast as lightning, their huge claws swept across, causing the people with Ming Family to be almost unable to resist, and their fingernails that were a foot long left terrifying scars on their bodies. One of the workers' arms was cut off. He held his shoulder and rolled back and forth on the ground, letting out an absolutely miserable howl. In the end, it was a Demonic Beast that tore off his head with one claw and ended its heart-wrenching scream.

The rest of the workers were holding short spears and blades, tightly surrounding the cliff in a semicircle, desperately trying to defend against the attacks of the Demonic Beast. However, looking at the situation in front of them, they might not be able to hold on for more than an incense stick's worth of time.

Child Ming was dumbfounded. He subconsciously laid on the ground and endured the intense fear and the pungent smell of blood as he rummaged through the corpses beside him. He wanted to find his second grandfather, his only kin in this convoy.

Just as he was searching for the third body, Child Ming suddenly felt light, and he was lifted up. The extreme fear in his heart instantly turned into anger. He didn't even think as he pulled out his waist knife and chopped towards his back.

With a crisp clang, the saber at his waist was blocked by another blade. Child Ming's wrist went numb as the knife left his hand. Immediately after, he was swung onto his shoulder by someone, and Mingde's voice sounded out, "Young master, it's me, Mingde! Let's go, the second master is dead, we are in trouble! "

As Mingde spoke, he sprinted back towards the bend of the horse while carrying the Child Ming. This was always a life-saving measure, as long as they passed through the bend of the horse and returned to the land of Phoenix Nation, those Demonic Beast would definitely not dare to cross even half a step over the bend of the horse.

However, Mingde's speed could not compare to that of the Demonic Beast, not to mention that he was carrying a sixteen year old Child Ming. The two Demonic Beast were attracted by the sound of the Child Ming's waist blade dropping. They then discovered the two people madly rushing over with their four claws touching the ground. The distance between the two beasts was getting closer and closer. Mingde turned his head to look at them while running, and seeing that he could not outrun the Demonic Beast anymore, he fiercely threw Child Ming onto the ground and roared, "Young Master, you can run yourself ~ I'll stop them for you!" Before he finished speaking, Mingde raised his blade with both hands and thrusted towards a flying Demonic Beast.

Mingde was the leader of the Ming Family s, and also an expert. He had been using the knife technique for more than ten years, and this thrust had almost exhausted his entire life's essence.

This blade using the blade as a sword was extremely ingenious, and the timing was extremely accurate as well. The meter long blade just happened to pierce into the Demonic Beast's mouth, following that, Mingde used both of his hands to twist and stab, the blade tip coming out from the Demonic Beast's back neck.

The Demonic Beast's entire body shivered in pain, but it was unable to break free. Its two front claws started to desperately scratch towards Mingde. Mingde reacted quickly and jumped backwards, dodging the deadly claws by a hair's breadth. But before he could even catch his breath, the second Demonic Beast that was half a step behind had already pounced over. As it passed in front of him, it made a one-foot long cut on Mingde's stomach.

The gash opened up Mingde's stomach, and as his intestines and organs flowed out, Mingde's eyes dimmed. He flopped to his knees, turned his head looking at Child Ming, and forced out a smile with all his might. As his lips opened and closed, he shouted the last sentence of his life, "Young master, run!"

But the Child Ming couldn't even crawl, how could he run? His two legs didn't listen to him as if they were boneless. He could only rely on his two hands to support himself as he continuously retreated. He was still several hundred meters away from the turn of the return horse, but the Demonic Beast was not even ten meters away from him. Seeing the Demonic Beast flying towards him, Child Ming could almost clearly see the black and yellow sharp teeth in its mouth, and could smell the stinky stench coming from its mouth.

"My sixteenth birthday ended last month ~ ~ ~" Child Ming closed his eyes. He never thought that he would encounter such a thing the first time he went with a family elder.

A sou sound that pierced the air rang out from behind Child Ming. Following a beng sound, an arrow was nailed firmly into the Demonic Beast's head, the huge Demonic Beast seemed as though it had hit a stone wall as its entire body suddenly stopped, then it fell right in front of Child Ming, its four claws twitching a few times before dying.

Child Ming suddenly turned his head to look, only to see a human figure standing right at the entrance of the turn of the return road. With the clatter of the horse's hooves, the figure came closer, slowly emerging from the fog. He was dressed in fiery red heavy armor s all over, with a snow-white feather on his helmet and a snow-white cloak draped over his back. With his left hand, the rider hung the quivering longbow back into the saddle. In his right hand, he held an iron spear over twenty feet long. Beneath him was a horse with snow-white hooves and a pitch-black body. The horse ran faster and faster, passing by Child Ming like the wind, carrying the heavy cavalry straight towards the Demonic Beast.

In the next moment, a voice that sounded like thunder came from behind Child Ming. Countless black horses and red knight appeared at the entrance of the turn of the road. They did not wait for the group to arrive and urged their horses to quickly rush into the group of Demonic Beast. The sound of the hooves of the horses could be heard in a matter of three to five breaths. This showed the strength of the army.

Lin Mu's spear stood erect and slanted, like a fiery iron rod stabbing into the body of the Demonic Beast, the group of riders immediately let go of the spear and pulled out a shiny saber from their waists and started slashing back and forth. The ferocious Demonic Beast before had now turned into a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. It howled miserably and, ignoring its comrades, began to flee in all directions.

Child Ming looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, as the legendary army, Fire Phoenix Army, appeared in his mind.