First Player Chapter 495

Chapter 495 Chapter 492 "You have to be a good person."

"Boom!" A loud noise came suddenly.

The volcano erupted.

A violent sound erupted like the end of the world.

The viscous magma and the hot volcanic ash spewed out like a splendid fire cloud. The gravel and the hot gas smashed down at the people as if they engulfed everything.

The air rises, trembles, scorches, bursts…

When the boulders and flames hit, Su Mingan swung a knife.

"Boom!"

The fluctuations spread in the space, and the crisis above was briefly delayed for a second, but the scope of the stone falling was too large for them to escape.

At this moment, a white light lit up, blocking the falling gravel.

"Hide behind me—!"

Qian Qian's mother, Chu Shan, stood at the end of the line, holding up the defensive cover to protect the children who were too late to escape. The four surviving children followed her, none of them Changsheng, and he had probably left alone.

Her shield is not a panacea, it can only amplify her defense.

Due to the high temperature, her palms became bright red and hot, and even the black hair on her forehead began to burn.

Her fingers are beautiful and long, as if they were well maintained. But at this time, like firewood, it began to spontaneously combust, the flesh and blood began to roll, and the nails shrank like scorched popcorn.

Her black hair fell behind her. It used to be as smooth as satin, but it had begun to scorch and gradually turned into bits of carbon black, which was responsible for the extradition of heat.

The soles of her feet began to heat up, and she made a strange sound similar to fingernails scratching at a blackboard. She supported the ground to prevent herself from retreating due to the impact.

Because behind her are her husband and children.

Her husband Sik was holding her hand, but it was like holding a soldering iron, and his hand was hot and red.

"Shanshan, you..." Si Ke was so hot that he withdrew his hand. He gritted his teeth and took her hand again.

Chu Shan took the initiative to let go of his hand.

With the scorching temperature on her face, she put a red robe over Qian Qian's body with her scorched hands.

The red robe is very wide, almost completely covering Qian Qian, her little face is like a touch of snow in the fire.

"Mother."

Seeing this red robe full of stitches, Qian Qian suddenly remembered the countless nights when Chu Shan was busy under the lights.

There was always a small needle and red cloth lit under the oil lamp, until the shadow of my mother blended with the fireworks in the rich twilight.

...then her eyes met her mother's.

Chu Shan's eyes were black, like black pearls, and they were always full of rebukes at her, as if she wished she could grow up and become the best adult.

Qianqian often gets mad at this woman. As the most pampered little princess in the clan, she will yell at the heavy training task and slap her face at the harsh criticism of Shushan.

She has been arrogant and self-willed towards her mother, like an ignorant child.

She never thought her mother would die.

Red's mother pulled her brother up, patted his shoulder, and patted her head.

Chu Shan dared not touch them, for fear that the temperature on her body would burn them.

"Mother-!"

Qian Qian suddenly stretched out her hand and hugged her, who was red all over.

"Thorn la la—"

The scalding temperature scorched Sissi's palm, her arm began to fester, making a scorching sound, and there was a large area of burns that could not be healed.

Chu Shan turned back, facing the boundless bright red flames.

Her skin was rolled up, and her face was gradually turning black, her eyes were hard to see.

She let go of the shield in her hand.

The hood jumped over her flame-engulfed body and buckled over the children's heads.

"Qi Qi, Qian Qian." She pushed away Qian Qian's hand and hugged her, like tearing apart a piece of muscle with a belt bone: "...you will always be the pride of mother."

Like a pillar inserted into the ground, her skin was getting redder and redder like a watermelon scoop, but she didn't take a step back,

The thin figure of the mother became tall at this time.

In the bright red, her body bones were deformed by the high temperature, like a dead old tree.

The long-lasting black mist penetrated the shield and kissed her burning black hair.

She disappeared in red.

[Current emotion value: 300 (if 500 or more is satisfied, the "Judgment" skill can be activated)]

The defensive cover still has the remaining defensive power, and can always follow them forward.

Chu Shan poured her last strength into this mask, allowing her children to walk on the path paved by her life.

During the period, except for Feng Qiqi and Qian Qian, the four surviving children died one by one. The temperature here was too high, and the surging curses on them could not withstand this violently fluctuating environment.

Xik kept his head down and remained silent. He followed behind the children like a wooden man, his hands were still red and scalded.

Finally, they left the most dangerous range and came to the forest.

The woods are burning with fire, and the fire has spread here.

Feng Qiqi spat out a mouthful of blood.

The sound of his violent cough was particularly clear in the woods, and a frightening black line appeared on his arm.

His curse had been suppressed once before, and with the fierce battle all the way, it was about to erupt again.

"...Brother." Sissi squeezed his wrist, her voice almost inaudible.

The hot red robe was draped over her body, and her legs and feet were already soft.

Su Mingan watched all this silently.

From the causal factor, combined with the future situation, he already knows what will happen next.

Sure enough, Si Ke, who had been silent, took a step forward and pulled on Feng Qiqi, who had already begun to become confused.

He pulled Feng Qiqi firmly, pulled Feng Qiqi's trembling hand up, and stuck him on the back of his neck.

"Be obedient."

This man who seemed to have aged a decade suddenly after Chu Shan's death controlled Feng Qiqi, who was constantly struggling.

"Don't—! I don't!" Seeing this action, Feng Qiqi realized what was going to happen next, and he began to struggle violently.

However, he has become weak, and he has no resistance under Sik's hands.

Si Ke's hands stretched back and grabbed Feng Qiqi's hands. The two held hands like a tug of war. After a while, with Si Ke's force, Feng Qiqi's hand was forced to touch the back of Si Ke's neck. superior.

Like a child riding on his parents' shoulders and neck, Feng Qiqi leaned against his father's broad back.

He wept bitterly.

The black line gradually spread from his body to Si Ke's body.

This is what Sibel said, a means of passing curses between blood relatives.

Passers can pass their curses to others by touching the back of their loved ones' necks, thereby reducing their own curse concentration.

Xike he is holding Feng Qiqi's hand abruptly, sharing the power of these curses for him.

The shields over their heads began to crack as Sikk delivered the curse.

The raging flames and scalding hot wind began to invade the group below.

Su Mingan, who was standing at the end of the line, turned around and held up his knife.

He swung a knife upwards.

"Boom!"

The surging flames were cut open by him, and it was leaking to the surrounding as if it were flowing through the sea.

The violent shaking of the space fluctuations, like a defensive line above, protected the father and son who were passing the curse. Standing under the vibration, Su Mingan heard Feng Qiqi whimpering from behind.

"...Dad, I don't want to..."

"Qiqi, you're thirteen years old this year, and you're not too young. When this disaster is over, after you go back, you... have to make atonement for all the dead tribes.

We are the inheritance family Zewan, and we shoulder the task of protecting the ethnic group. No matter what...you have to fulfill your responsibilities, and you have to make atonement for the surviving ethnic group for the rest of your life. "

"I will atone for my sins, I set the fire, you let me die here... Why do you and my mother stand in front of you, you are the real young patriarch, I just don't care..."

"..." Sike closed his eyes.

The spreading black line climbed up his arm. His condition was not good. When he forcibly took over Feng Qiqi's curse, his life was uncontrollably coming to an end.

When he spoke again, his voice became hoarse.

"I am the young patriarch of the tribe." He said, "...but before that, I was your father."

He clenched Feng Qiqi's hand on the back of his neck, and rode his shoulders and neck like a father was letting his children have fun.

The big hand was clenched tightly, as if he was afraid that if it loosened for a moment, the child on his shoulder would fall off.

"Qiqi, I don't regret being born in Zewan's family. What I regret is...the backward inheritance in the clan...the ritual of worshipping gods, so I couldn't watch you grow up smoothly." He said.

"Boom!"

Su Mingan swung a knife again, cutting through the surging forest fire.

The black earth rolled up with blood-red fire waves, and the hot wind raised his black hair.

He raised his head and looked at the low sky.

【Ming An. Dad doesn't regret his act of saving people. 】

【But, sorry, Dad couldn't grow up with you. 】

"Sissi is innocent, but the people will still take anger at her. You can't let her go back to the first clan with you." Sik said: "...In the future, you will be alone. You have to be good."

He said, and gradually began to cough.

Dangerous curses, the pain of drumstick-like percussion, all slowly moved away from Feng Qiqi and passed on to a broad and solid back.

Feng Qiqi breathed heavily and cried, why didn't he know how much pain the back in front of him was suffering at this time?

But he was too weak to move. His hands were tightly wrapped by a pair of warm hands. These big hands were extremely strong, like iron hoops that kept him from leaving, and warm currents that nourished his riddled skin. Body.

At this moment, what flickered like electric light, was the thought that he would make atonement for the rest of his life.

…He wants to abolish this backward ritual of worshipping the gods.

He will… hate everything that brings curses and calamities. He wants to believe in Bai God and hate Jiu God.

He will...accept all that is believed, and denounce all that is not.

He wants to be consistent with the philosophy of each nation—

He wants to be the most qualified patriarch.

Tears rolled down his face uncontrollably, and he was out of breath.

The last trace of pain on his body disappeared, and when the power of annihilation completely spread over his limbs and bones—

He heard his father's tender, painful voice:

"Qiqi, I will give you the name of Zewan's inheritance - the long word."

Father turned his head and looked at Qian Qian.

"Sissi, I will give you the name of Zewan's inheritance - the word Burr."

Cissy was silent and closed her eyes.

She was much calmer than Feng Qiqi, who was crying bitterly. At this moment, she didn't shed a single tear.

In the sky, before the parents die, the children will be given new names afterward.

This means that these children who have no parents from now on must learn to grow up independently and discard all past weaknesses.

The new name represents their honor, and the old name is just a symbol of childhood immaturity and weakness.

Only calling out their new names shows respect for their growth and independence. And their past names should not be mentioned, otherwise it will be regarded as contempt for them.

After giving his sons and daughters new names, the father, whose back was extraordinarily broad, let go of his hand and put Feng Qiqi down.

He says:

"...Seal long."

"You and Sibel, let's grow up and become good people."

【…Ming An, Dad is very happy. 】

【You have grown into a very good person. 】

【Current Emotion Value: 400】

"Boom!"

Su Mingan put away the amber knife.

He turned around and saw Sik's broad back, gradually disappearing in a burst of white light.

He saw Feng Qiqi who was crying and kneeling down, and saw that his body was strengthened with a lot of annihilation power rising into the sky, destroying the surrounding flames like a judgment of the gods.

At the last moment, the white light on Sike's body became brighter and brighter.

After the white light faded away,

He turned into Feng Qiqi's hand,

An exceptionally cold and transparent soul stone.

"Ah ah ah ah ah-!"

Like the cry of a falling bird, it tore up in the flames of the mountains.

Feng Qiqi knelt down on the ground, like a black line dividing the world, and all the flames around him revolved around him. The pitch-black energy roared wildly, rolling up huge waves like a black horse, engulfing all the dangerous flames.

At this moment, he is still moving forward on the road of life, but on a certain road parallel to him, someone has stopped.

What he thought was lasting, even eternal, and never thought to lose, seemed vulnerable at this moment.

But these are just vents, they cannot save his soul.

The familiar back is no longer in front of him.

Since then, both he and Sissi have lost their parents.

In the future, no one will sew them robes under the light, no one will sing lullabies to them, no one will ask them to add clothes, and no one will lead them, carry them on their backs, and walk away. Every corner of the dome.

Both he and Sissi will go through a very long growth process until they become what they will be in the future.

The second-ranked leader, the "Destroyer", was named Chief Zewan.

…The hundredth-ranked leader, Sibel the Prophet.

【"Delusional person, I only worry about one thing."】

【"...I'm afraid I'm not worthy of all the hardships I'm going through."]

【—"Jiu Shen·Reincarnation Notes"】

(end of this chapter)

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