Strategic bombers passing through the sky.

Deafening, the roar of the roar of the world.

The smoke choked on my throat.

There are also flames that burn the skin, burning.

Above the thick smoke, a black owl armed helicopter flew over.

The 24NL-type 23MM chain cannon burst out with blazing flames, plowing the ground straight through, and flowers, trees, and billboards all shattered one after another.

This is a killing machine created by humans by wisdom and industry.

Cry, wail, blood, smoke, flames, death, destruction.

And fear...

And hatred!

A figure slowly appeared in the flames.

one……

A man who looks about thirty.

He is not very strong, but his body seems to be standing tall, as if all things in the world, the sun, moon, and stars are all in his hands.

"Don't look at me with such hatred."

"Pain and sacrifice are inevitable, not for ambition, but for peace."

"The Blue Star, with a diameter of less than 30,000 kilometers and a population of only 309 million, split into 401 countries. War, poverty, hunger, plague, and unrest are always shrouding this planet, consuming the vitality and vitality of this planet. One person must stand up to end this war and promote the unity of the world! Only unity can bring peace!"

"I know, it's a difficult task. For this task, you may have to lose your time, your family, your friends, your life, everything about you... but... for the future of this world, someone will eventually have to stand up."

"If no one..."

"So, I'll do it!"

The man was half-squatting.

The next moment, the solid floor on the ground cracked like a spider-web.

"Bang!"

Before the vision could catch up, the man's figure was already leaping across the sky. He leveraged the power of the wall of the South Asia Building sixty meters away, holding a sword in both hands, and turned into a stunning sword light in the world, breaking the sound barrier and climbing to the sky.

Golden Holy Sword Technique·Phoenix Wings Soar!

Target, Black Owl armed helicopter.

At the moment when the two were about to collide...

Waving the sword!

"Si!"

Fire burst.

The armed helicopter was cut in half by a sword, and fell to the ground in the flames and smoke.

"Boom!"

There seemed to be an explosion.

The flames were mixed with shock waves, smoke and stone chips, rolling in.

One of the broken helicopter wings broke and whistled to the point.

"laugh!"

Something seemed to be split.

Blood blurred vision.

...

Lu Lianxiao opened his eyes.

In front of me, it was not the houses that were burned by flames, nor was it the battlefield that was plowed by artillery fire, but the milky white ceiling of the bedroom.

There was no fear of awakening from nightmares in his eyes.

A nightmare that lasted for three years, no matter how scared it is, it should be used to it.

If you don’t get used to it, you will go crazy.

Lu Lianxiao lifted the quilt, got up, put on slippers, and came to the balcony.

The morning light is gradually dewed, and the morning glow is everywhere.

He looked at his phone.

Peace Calendar September 26, 2015 at 6:11.

To be precise, he was reading a text message on his phone.

Since he has not participated in the online training of the "Strongest Singer King" for a month, he has been removed from the "Phoenix" team reserve team.

but……

Now is not the time to play games and sing.

He is already the only adult man in this family.

After washing up, he changed into clothes.

The school uniforms of Dashang, Dongzhou, Qimingxing No. 1 Middle School.

The house he lives in is quite small, and it is divided into an inner and outer courtyard.

There is a patio, corridor, and a small garden, with a layout similar to a courtyard.

The building area is 1,600 square meters, plus an 800 square meters courtyard.

The total area covers more than 1,400 square meters.

Unfortunately, at this time, he, his younger brother Lu Xianji and his mother Zhang Li lived in such a large yard.

A month ago, the lively scene of dozens of disciples practicing martial arts together seemed like yesterday.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

A roar of glass that was enough to cause a trembling roar came from the outside streets.

Driving racing party.

The sound of a motorcycle throttle whizzing by.

There was also a burst of exclamation and a wanton laugh.

Hearing the exclamation, Lu Lianxiao's face changed. He went downstairs immediately, picked up a sharp sword from the weapon railing, and rushed out.

At this time, the racing party went away.

I saw a woman who looked over thirties climbing up from the ground in a little embarrassed manner, packing up the vegetables that spilled all over the floor, and cracking the bags that caused the eggs that broke all over the floor.

"mom."

Lu Lianxiao strode to Zhang Li: "Don't worry about the food, your elbows and knees are bleeding."

"No, I'm fine."

Zhang Li said, wanting to continue picking up vegetables and eggs.

But when my feet moved, I felt a biting pain.

Her face turned pale a little, but she didn't make a sound. She still reached out to pick up the bag of broken eggs and wanted to choose the perfect one.

This bag of eggs cost sixteen yuan.

Lu Lianxiao didn't say anything, but just helped to quickly put away the dishes.

Picking up good vegetables, Zhang Li showed a relaxed smile: "Mom is fine."

But because of the pain, there was a trace of fine cold sweat on her pale face.

Lu Lianxiao helped her carry the bag with one hand and supported her with the other, and returned to the yard.

When he arrived at the yard, he immediately put down his things and brought some medicine to treat the bruises and injuries.

"I'll do it myself, I'll have a little injury. You'll have to go to class today, so go early."

Zhang Li took the medicine and took out a twenty-year note from her body: "Buy some breakfast on the way. You are just the time to grow up, don't be hungry."

"good."

Lu Lianxiao responded.

"Put down the sword, you are not a registered warrior, you cannot go out to the streets with your sword."

"good."

Lu Lianxiao responded again and put the sword back.
To be continued...