Novel Universe
“Grandpa, how are you feeling? Don’t frighten me!”
In a suburb of Pingyuan City, Qinglong Mountain, a handsome boy of about 16 years old was crying in great pain next to a bed at a humble but clean hut. This slightly thin boy was full of anxiety and grief.
A grizzled, dry-boned old man lying in bed stretched out his hand painfully to touch the boy’s charming but sorrow face gently and wiped tears from the corners of his eyes. The bruises on the old man’s arms appeared when the sleeves fell. The boy looked at those bruises as if they weren’t beaten on his grandpa but carved in his heart. He tried to choke back tears but he failed, then the tears escaped and ran down.
The old man opened his mouth and said slowly and weakly, “I am fine, Yaner. Actually my lifespan expires soon, I cannot live another two years. Everyone has to go and I just die two years earlier. You don’t need to worry about me. ”
“The desk has a secret compartment within which I hide a ring. When I took you home sixteen years ago, your hand was clutching it. You may lose it when you are young, so I haven’t give it to you. Now, you grow up. It’s time to hand it. ” The old man’s words carried a bit of regret. It was a little tough for him to speak but he added, “You should keep your way afterwards. Every time you must be careful. Live a good life and never avenge…”
Even before the old man finished speaking, he closed his eyes, his slow breath stopped and his hands on the boy’s face turned cold.
“No!”
The boy screamed bitterly. He lay on top of the old man and broke down in tears with his face twisted and red eyes opening wide.
For fully half hour, he cried to the point where his throat dried and he lost his voice. Then he got up, did up the old man’s clothing and tucked him in. It seemed that this old man had not passed away but slept as usual.
The boy came to the only old bad round desk in the room and then he found a secret compartment as expected after touching the opposite tabletop. He opened it and took the ring out.
The whole ring was fairy dragon-shaped. The dragon was carved so vividly that all details from scales to claws and then beard were like that of a real dragon. The dragon’s tail was put in its mouth, which exactly formed a ring by its shape. Its eyes were shining with faint red light so that it seemed to stare at the boy from any angle.
The boy took the ring and wanted to wear it, but it was too large for his any finger to put on. Reluctantly, he wore it attached to a thread which worked as a necklace.
He got out of the house sadly and then turned back and kneeled down in front of the door. “Bang! Bang! Bang!” He made three kowtows heavily and got up with his forehead very red. “Grandpa, rest in peace,” he said firmly, “I will avenge you.” Then he wiped his tears and set fire to the house in which he had lived for sixteen years and which carried lots of pretty memories.
The sun bled into the horizon as if everything drowned in blood-ocean. The boy’s heart was bleeding like the setting sun.
The boy walked towards the Pingyuan City with firm steps.
He had already put his grandpa’s last words behind. He had only one idea that was to kill Ma Yong who had beaten his grandpa.
“How is this boy? The expression in his eyes is so scary.”
“Indeed. He always greeted us but he isn’t himself today.”
The boy arrived at the front door of Family Ma and shouted towards inside loudly, “Ma Yong, get out!”
Just then, a well-dressed boy surrounded by people came towards him. It’s Ma Yong, the son of the leader of Family Ma, which was one of the three largest families of Pingyuan City.
Ma Yong, with an evil smile lifting the edges of his mouth, mocked, “Who should come in but the talent of Pingyuan City, Zhang Yan. Usually I cannot find you, today why are you here? No longer a coward? ”
Once the words sound fell, his buddies also sneered at Zhang Yan, “You think you are the talent of Pingyuan?”
“You are simply a loser who has made no progress but stayed at the ninth level of Body Refining for three years.”
“How dare you steal our young master’s girl? You are courting death!”
Zhang Yan ignored their irony because that’s nothing. During the past three years, he had attacked by lots of taunts and contemptuous looks which had helped him shape a strong heart.
Novel Universe
“Grandpa, how are you feeling? Don’t frighten me!”
In a suburb of Pingyuan City, Qinglong Mountain, a handsome boy of about 16 years old was crying in great pain next to a bed at a humble but clean hut. This slightly thin boy was full of anxiety and grief.
A grizzled, dry-boned old man lying in bed stretched out his hand painfully to touch the boy’s charming but sorrow face gently and wiped tears from the corners of his eyes. The bruises on the old man’s arms appeared when the sleeves fell. The boy looked at those bruises as if they weren’t beaten on his grandpa but carved in his heart. He tried to choke back tears but he failed, then the tears escaped and ran down.
The old man opened his mouth and said slowly and weakly, “I am fine, Yaner. Actually my lifespan expires soon, I cannot live another two years. Everyone has to go and I just die two years earlier. You don’t need to worry about me. ”
“The desk has a secret compartment within which I hide a ring. When I took you home sixteen years ago, your hand was clutching it. You may lose it when you are young, so I haven’t give it to you. Now, you grow up. It’s time to hand it. ” The old man’s words carried a bit of regret. It was a little tough for him to speak but he added, “You should keep your way afterwards. Every time you must be careful. Live a good life and never avenge…”
Even before the old man finished speaking, he closed his eyes, his slow breath stopped and his hands on the boy’s face turned cold.
“No!”
The boy screamed bitterly. He lay on top of the old man and broke down in tears with his face twisted and red eyes opening wide.
For fully half hour, he cried to the point where his throat dried and he lost his voice. Then he got up, did up the old man’s clothing and tucked him in. It seemed that this old man had not passed away but slept as usual.
The boy came to the only old bad round desk in the room and then he found a secret compartment as expected after touching the opposite tabletop. He opened it and took the ring out.
The whole ring was fairy dragon-shaped. The dragon was carved so vividly that all details from scales to claws and then beard were like that of a real dragon. The dragon’s tail was put in its mouth, which exactly formed a ring by its shape. Its eyes were shining with faint red light so that it seemed to stare at the boy from any angle.
The boy took the ring and wanted to wear it, but it was too large for his any finger to put on. Reluctantly, he wore it attached to a thread which worked as a necklace.
He got out of the house sadly and then turned back and kneeled down in front of the door. “Bang! Bang! Bang!” He made three kowtows heavily and got up with his forehead very red. “Grandpa, rest in peace,” he said firmly, “I will avenge you.” Then he wiped his tears and set fire to the house in which he had lived for sixteen years and which carried lots of pretty memories.
The sun bled into the horizon as if everything drowned in blood-ocean. The boy’s heart was bleeding like the setting sun.
The boy walked towards the Pingyuan City with firm steps.
He had already put his grandpa’s last words behind. He had only one idea that was to kill Ma Yong who had beaten his grandpa.
“How is this boy? The expression in his eyes is so scary.”
“Indeed. He always greeted us but he isn’t himself today.”
The boy arrived at the front door of Family Ma and shouted towards inside loudly, “Ma Yong, get out!”
Just then, a well-dressed boy surrounded by people came towards him. It’s Ma Yong, the son of the leader of Family Ma, which was one of the three largest families of Pingyuan City.
Ma Yong, with an evil smile lifting the edges of his mouth, mocked, “Who should come in but the talent of Pingyuan City, Zhang Yan. Usually I cannot find you, today why are you here? No longer a coward? ”
Once the words sound fell, his buddies also sneered at Zhang Yan, “You think you are the talent of Pingyuan?”
“You are simply a loser who has made no progress but stayed at the ninth level of Body Refining for three years.”
“How dare you steal our young master’s girl? You are courting death!”
Zhang Yan ignored their irony because that’s nothing. During the past three years, he had attacked by lots of taunts and contemptuous looks which had helped him shape a strong heart.
