Ye Weilan looked up and saw this scene, and his soul flew away, "No--"&1t;/p>

A shrill voice echoed in the quiet space. Qi Ye raised his knife to block it, and sparks were sparked from the blade.&1t;/p>

He took the time to look back at Ye Weilan. She had already crawled for a small disaster, and her eyes were full of tears reflected his figure.&1t;/p>

Qi Ye shouted, "Go back!"&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan was shocked by his dark gaze, and his hands were unconsciously released, and then slipped down again.&1t;/p>

Qi Ye was distracted and was found by the other party. He slashed his arm with a knife, and immediately brought out a series of blood beads.&1t;/p>

If it weren't for his flashing fast, the blade was aimed at his heart.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan's eyes were stained with Qi Ye's blood. She covered her mouth tightly with her hands, and her body trembled in distortion.&1t;/p>

A pale face, looking at Qi Ye, his charming and cruel face was full of determination, and his eyes were full of darkness like eternal night...&1t;/p>

Her Qi Ye was injured all over her body...&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan stared blankly. When Qi Ye was stabbed by a knife again, she suddenly softened, kneeled on the ground with her knees, and her whole body turned numb and stiff, without a trace of her eyes.&1t;/p>

The knife was grabbed by Qi Ye with his bare hands, and his knife fell to the ground with a clanging sound.&1t;/p>

Dipped in blood, flowing down his palms like a stream, and dripping onto the ground.&1t;/p>

In the bright red, Qi Ye saw the shadow of Ye Wushang passing by, blocking in front of him, kicking away the shadow of death shrouded in front of him.&1t;/p>

Some fragments of memory came to my mind again.&1t;/p>

The warm sunshine camellia garden, a pair of powerful hands threw him high and caught him again-&1t;/p>

It seemed like he had made a roller coaster, and he seemed to be smiling happily.&1t;/p>

"Be careful, don't scare him..." The beautiful mother stood aside and smiled, giving a gentle reminder.&1t;/p>

"This brat is not so timid," someone rubbed his head, put him on his shoulder and sat down, and said gently, "Boys should not be too careful. When Qi Ye can walk, I will teach him to fight."&1t;/p>

The man hugged the woman's shoulders, and the family of three walked forward. The slender back was as tall as the mountain.&1t;/p>

…&1t;/p>

Under the brown and red corridor, the little child, holding a delicate and compact knife on his arms, wearing a hat obliquely, with dark eyes and small face, which was very cool and cool.&1t;/p>

"Boy..." Someone laughed and hugged him into a warm embrace. He pulled out the knife with a slender and powerful hand and taught him step by step how to hold the knife firmly and hold the standard. "The most important look must be sharp..."&1t;/p>

The first time I came into contact with that cold iron, I can still remember the heavy feeling, with unstoppable excitement.&1t;/p>

At that time, I didn't understand it, heaviness means responsibility...&1t;/p>

He pinched his face, looked at him waving the knife curiously, with a proud look, "Men's knife exists to protect the most important person. Now it is a mother. In the future, you may have a wife and children... If you can't practice well, don't say that you are my son in the future!"&1t;/p>

…&1t;/p>

He taught him step by step, read, and talk, and placed him on his shoulders while sitting. When he practiced the knife, he placed him on a tree and watched, teaching him bit by bit, which was a man's responsibility...&1t;/p>

Those memories of the three who are buried in layers of ashes, are awakening little by little at this moment.&1t;/p>

Qi Ye looked at the dark figure in front of him...&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!