Hunyu's voice was full of longing and hope for the future, as if he had already seen the scene after that victory.

There was a firm light in her eyes, as if telling everyone that she was ready and willing to sacrifice everything for that beautiful future.

This time, Hunyu's father did not stop him. His eyes revealed a complicated and difficult-to-distinguish emotion, which was a deep mixture of worry and relief.

His hands were clenched into fists, veins looming, as if he was trying his best to restrain the turbulence in his heart, but in the end, he just sighed softly, nodded silently, and agreed to Hunyu's decision.

Yes, he has never considered other people's feelings. This is not out of indifference, but out of a deep sense of responsibility and sacrifice.

In his world, protecting these escaped soul people from outside interference and harm is his only mission in this life. He is like an indestructible fortress, wishfully using his thin body to fight for this

A group of displaced souls hold up a sky.

However, on countless silent nights, when the moonlight filled the ruins and he sat alone on the cold stone steps, he would feel a trace of bitterness in his heart.

He realized that perhaps, he was really too selfish, too obsessed with his own desire for protection, and ignored the desire for freedom and dreams in his young life.

Therefore, when someone really wanted to go out and pursue the unknown distance, he looked at their firm eyes, and although he felt extremely reluctant to give up, he also understood that he seemed not qualified to stop them.

Because he knows that there is an eternal fire in everyone's heart, which is the love of life, curiosity about the unknown, and the desire for self-realization.

Of course, for those who are willing to stay, he will still do his best to protect them until the moment the fire of his life is extinguished. His love is like the eternal lighthouse, no matter how the wind and rain rages, it will always be the guide for the way home.

People point the way.

What surprised him was that there were many people willing to follow Hunyu, and most of them were young people. Their eyes shone with longing for the future, which was a kind of courage that was unwilling to accept the status quo and had the courage to challenge.

Perhaps, the old people have experienced too many vicissitudes, and the years have carved deep marks on them, making them gradually numb to the passion and dreams of life. To them, living here no longer means hope or disappointment.

And young people, they are the rising sun and the young leaves that have not been eroded by wind and rain. They do not want to waste their youth in endless waiting. They want to have a chance and touch the unreachable world with their hands.

The dream is to create a world of your own.

In their hearts, there is infinite possibility and hope, a light that cannot be erased by any difficulties or setbacks.

"Hun Canglan, you can't go!" These words echoed in the empty meeting hall, with unquestionable majesty. It was the voice of Hun Yu's father and the current leader of the Hun clan, Hun Lieyang. His eyes were like torches,

Penetrating through the layers of space, it locked tightly on the firm figure in front of it.

Suddenly, Hun Yu's father, Hun Lieyang, caught a figure in his sight. It was a muscular figure wrapped in black leather armor. He was standing in the center of the hall with an attitude that could not be refused. The leather armor shone in the faint light.

There is a cold sheen underneath, reflecting the wearer's extraordinary temperament and determination.

In the eyes of Hun Lieyang, this young black-armored warrior is the hope for the future of their lineage and a bright new star in the clan. His brilliance even faintly surpasses the leader of the younger generation of the Hun clan - Hun.

Yu. It is an intuition originating from the depths of blood, a keen perception of the potential of talent.

Hun Lieyang knows very well that Hun Canglan not only possesses amazing fighting talent, but also has an unyielding and courageous heart.

This tenacity and persistence are the qualities he values ​​most.

In his opinion, Hun Canglan is the most outstanding genius in their lineage. His talent is as high as Hun Yu's. In some aspects, Hun Canglan's potential is even higher.

For astonishing.

"Maybe it is not as good as Hun Yu now, but it is inevitable to surpass Hun Yu in the future." Hun Lieyang thought secretly in his heart. He knew that the growth path of a genius is always full of variables, and Hun Canglan has the passion for fighting.

Desire and persistence for victory are the powerful driving forces that push him to keep moving forward and break through himself.

However, in the face of the patriarch's dissuasion, Hun Canglan's answer was extremely firm: "No, patriarch, I want to go!" His voice was sonorous and powerful, and every word seemed to burst out from the depths of his heart, full of intolerance.

Doubtful determination.

He was dressed in black leather armor, as if he was a warrior born for battle, and his eyes radiated the light of battle, which was the desire for unknown challenges and the pursuit of self-limits.

"If I stay here, my talent will never be confirmed. I will never be able to catch up with Sister Hunyu, let alone surpass her."

Hun Canglan's words reveal a sense of unyielding and stubbornness. He knows that the path to a true strong man is paved with sweat and blood. Only by constantly challenging and making breakthroughs can we go further and further on this road.

, until reaching that unreachable peak.

"But you might die!" Hun Lieyang's weather-beaten eyes showed deep worry. He sighed, his voice heavy and complicated. This sentence was both a warning and concern. He knew the road ahead.

Full of unknowns and dangers.

"Death is scary, but I'm more afraid of wasting my life." Hun Canglan shook his head gently. There was no fear in his eyes, but instead they were full of yearning and desire for the unknown world.

His words were firm and powerful, and every word seemed to burst out from the depths of his heart. It was a profound understanding of the value of life and persistence in self-pursuit. "Patriarch, I know you care about me, but this is me.

It's my choice. If I die outside, I will have no regrets."

Hun Lieyang looked at the young and determined figure in front of him with mixed feelings in his heart. He knew that Hun Canglan's decision was not impulsive, but was carefully considered.

As the leader of this lineage, he has his own responsibilities and responsibilities. He cannot go, he must stay and protect the remaining clan members. This is his mission and his oath.

"...That's all!" Hun Lieyang finally spoke, with a hint of helplessness in his voice, but more of an understanding and respect for Hun Canglan.

"This is for you!" As he said that, he took out a treasure from his arms. It was a seal carved from black jade that exuded a faint light. It was engraved with complex runes, revealing an ancient and mysterious seal.

the breath.
Chapter completed!