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Sure enough, the remaining two days were spent walking around in the mountains. The mountain roads were bumpy and there were faint sounds of tiger howls and wolf howls. Yang Jian's right hand was injured to the point where his bones were visible, but he still had to carry his little sister behind him and look for a way out, find some wild fruits, and other food to satisfy his hunger. It wasn't until the afternoon of the third day that the broken house mentioned by the third mother finally appeared before his eyes.

After collecting the firewood and dried grass to make his sister sleep more comfortably, everyone watched as Yang Jian searched the house and actually found some broken pots, old bowls, and fire stones. He stared blankly at the cooking utensils, then went outside to search for a while. However, he still carried some wild fruits back with him. Seeing his sister sleeping soundly, he put down the fruit and carried back half a bucket of water in the broken bucket. Slowly, he washed off the blood and mud on his face.

He did this methodically, with a faint expression of sorrow on his face. Everyone stared blankly, wishing that he would cry out loud. Hundred Blossom couldn't help but lean towards the four princesses and whisper, "Could he be … Could it be that he had gone mad? How could such a young child be so calm? " At that moment Yang Lian woke up and saw the dilapidated house. She looked frightened. Yang Jian changed into clean water and helped his sister to wash up. Only then did his face turn slightly angry.

But after seeing those sour, astringent, and unchanging wild fruits, Yang Lian actually stretched out her hand and knocked them down to the ground. " I'm not eating! " she cried. 'These are the things every day, I want to eat the food my mother cooks!' The corner of Yang Jian's mouth slightly trembled, but he held back his silence, picked up a fruit and slowly persuaded. This time, he did not try to persuade his sister. Yang Lian had been fed up with food for days, so no matter what, she refused to listen.

Third Mother's face reddened slightly as she whispered, "I didn't know that I was so immature back then..." The sky was getting dark again. Yang Lian was so hungry that she couldn't sit up. She was sobbing weakly, but she ignored the fruits. Yang Yang built a fire and guarded his sister, his face full of helplessness. After a long while, he ate all the wild fruits one by one. Hundred Blossom's mouth twitched as she said, "Why are you so concerned about yourself?" Yang Jian ate a wild fruit and said to Little Yang Lian, "We agreed on Little Lian, did you change the taste of the meal so that you can stop making a fuss even if it is a wild fruit every day?" Yang Lian nodded her head heavily as she stretched out her pinky finger and said, "Lian`er, don't eat any fruits for this meal. "No matter what Second Brother takes out in the future, I won't choose anymore!" Yang Jian also stretched out his pinky to hook up with her and said softly, "Alright then, you lie down first. Second brother will think of something."

Yang Jian settled his sister down, took the flint and firewood knife he found earlier, went out to find some wormwood and tied them into bundles. Chen Xiang asked curiously, "What does he want to do?" They followed Yang Jian for a while, but saw Yang Jian take off his coat, covering his face, lighting up the wormwood and climbing up a big tree. It turned out that Yang Jian was very meticulous and had sharp eyes. Along the way, he saw the flying of wild bees. It was dusk, and the bees were returning to their nests. They were searching for the bees and finally arriving at their nests. Logically speaking, when a swarm of bees sets off in the morning, they should be able to take action in the void of the nest. However, thinking of Lian'er's pitiful eyes, no matter how difficult the world was, Yang Jian had to do it for her, let alone a mere beehive.

Wild bees are always so manic that even bears are a little afraid of them. At this moment, seeing that people were attacking and coming out at full strength, the black mass suddenly charged towards Yang Jian with a terrifying momentum. When everyone saw this, their expressions changed. Seeing that Yang Jian was still calm and collected, he waved the burning wormwood in his left hand to chase away the hornets. The machete in his right hand hacked fiercely at the hive that he had been expecting. After the knife passed, the beehive fell. Yang Jian leaped down the tree, picked up half of the beehive and ran back. The swarm chased for a while and then dispersed.

Yang Jian got the beehive and returned to the broken house to collect the honey in the beehive. He only got one bowl and handed it to Yang Lian. Yang Lian tasted it, it was sweet and slightly sour, compared to the wild fruits of the past few days, it was at least a hundred times better, she couldn't help but break down in tears and smile, "Second brother, it tastes really good. You want a taste too? " Yang Jian smiled and said, "Is it very nice to drink? Second Brother has already drunk it, this bowl is all little Lian's. "

Yang Lian drank the honey. She loved it. The pain she had experienced during the past few days, the pain of losing her parents, all seemed to be fading away. She told a few more stories to Yang Jian, which made Fang feel a bit tired. Yang Jian took care of his sister and fell asleep, but still managed to reveal a smile when he saw her sleep. Yang Jian gently caressed Lian`er's face. Suddenly, he heard Lil 'Lian mutter in his dreams, "Daddy, Mommy, big brother …"

Yang Jian's heart suddenly felt heavy, as if he was hit by a heavy hammer. He stood up and took a few steps back. At this moment, his body was burning like it was on fire. Yang Jian knew that the bee venom he got from being stung by the wild bees had flared up. He stumbled out of the broken house, his head also dizzy. There was a stream over there that he vaguely remembered, but he heard the sound of water and passed it.

Other than his outer garments, Yang Jian was completely immersed in the stream. At this moment, it was already late autumn, and the night in the mountains was exceptionally cold. The stream was already bone-chilling cold, but Yang Jian's body was still burning with pain. When the moonlight shone on his body, everyone could see that other than his face and left hand, the rest of his body was covered in red and swollen wounds. "Second Brother, I did not know that you were stung so badly by bees. "I, I …" She thought about the next few days, when she was greedy for the honey, and went to fetch some of it from Yang Jian. After that, her second brother seemed to be unable to hold it up anymore, and he only said that he was a little tired, a little tired …

Yang Jian lowered his face into the water. Only his black hair remained floating on the surface of the water. When the crowd saw that he did not get up for a long time, they became slightly anxious. Chen Xiang asked the Third Saintess, "He won't drown to death, will he?" As he was speaking, Yang Jian's head suddenly surfaced to the surface. The stream water flowed down his face, and Yang Jian took a deep breath, before diving into the water again. Xiao Yu asked curiously, "Is he playing with the water?" However, the third mother did not say anything. She watched Yang Jian surface once again before sighing, "My second brother is so proud. "Look closely at his face." Only then did little Jade manage to see clearly that there were actually tears hidden within the water droplets that rolled down Yang Jian's pale face. I only know that second brother has a tough personality and is never willing to show weakness in front of others. But who would have known that before the heavens and the earth, he had to hide his own tears. "

When Yang Jian raised his head again, he used his hand to wipe away the water droplets on his face. There were no longer any tears in his eyes. All of his sorrow had been completely absorbed by this stream. Right now, he only had a heart full of resentment. Yang Jian raised his eyes to look at the sky and the sky. The color of the sky and the sky was extremely dense black. Unknowingly, the moonlight had already disappeared. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed through the sky, illuminating Yang Jian's eyes. Those eyes were as black as ink and faintly red. They were like burning flames, burning with sorrow, as if they wanted to burn heaven and earth, to burn themselves to nothingness.

Suddenly, Yang Jian bit down on his right arm and bit down deeply, not letting go at all. Blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. "Ah!" The third mother remembered that there was indeed a tooth mark on her second brother's arm that hadn't disappeared for thousands of years. He was used to it, so he didn't ask about its origin.

Another bolt of lightning streaked across the sky. Yang Jian had already walked out of the stream. His long black hair draped over his back. Thunder rumbled and lightning danced in the sky like silver snakes. Yang Yu clenched his fist, blood was still dripping from his injured arm, and hatred could be seen on his face. The hatred became denser and denser, and then it turned into sadness. In the midst of the thunder, the crowd could only hear his voice murmuring, "I won't give up... So what if it was the heavens … I killed him... Even though... Also want to... "Take junior sister and save mother..." After the thunder passed, he raised his head to the sky and shouted, "I, Yang Jian, hereby swear that even if my body shatters into dust and my bones shatter, I will still avenge this blood ocean and save mother!" The lightning flashed on his face, not seeing the youth's innocence. However, it was filled with incomparable firmness. After a long while, she finally saw him lower his head and mutter to himself absentmindedly, "At that time, I will go see father again, and … "Big brother …"

The heavy rain finally poured down. Everyone saw a thirteen-year-old boy standing in the rain, swearing an oath on the heavens and the earth with his own blood. All of them kept silent and did not make a single sound.