Mortal Cultivation

46 Shades Of Death [II]

The boy was about seven or eight years old, lying beside the woman, his face equally pale and terrifying. The only difference was that the boy was still breathing, and his clothes were half-dried by his body temperature. An emerald on the belt and the green light spot on the stone wall complement each other, emitting a faint green light.

Wasn’t it Wang Wei and his mother Xuan’er who were shot down by the second son of the Dragon Demon, Hao Yan and fell into the deep pool of the waterfall?

The cold water drops fell on Wang Wei’s forehead one after another, and as if he felt the coldness, It didn’t take long, before Wang Wei’s eyes opened with difficulty.

Where was this place? Why was it so dark?

Wang Wei turned his head slightly, avoiding the coldness of the water droplets. He saw that all around him was dark, and he couldn’t see anything. Only the sound of ticking water seemed to come from far away, so ethereal.

How was he here? Wang Wei took a deep breath and tried his best to remember what happened before.

Suddenly, Wang Wei’s pupils condensed, and his memory finally returned all at once.

“Mother, mother.” Wang Wei yelled and sat up suddenly, and there were countless echoes in his ears.

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Where was this place? Was it a cave?

Wang Wei calmed down, and everything that happened before flashed through his mind like a whirlwind.

Father was dead. He exploded and died right in front of his eyes. Where was his mother? He only saw his mother vomited blood, so how is his mother? Where was mother Where was he?

Wang Wei wiped his hands on his waist, took out the fire sickle from the space gem, and swayed in the wind, the fire sickle burst into a ray of fire. Wang Wei looked around and found Xuan’er beside him.

“Mother.” Wang Wei exclaimed, quickly kneeling and crawling a few steps before coming to Xuan’er. He gently shook Xuan’er’s stiff body.

“Mother~ Mother?” Wang Wei’s voice suddenly tremble as he placed his hand on Xuan’er’s body, but he didn’t feel a trace of life.

“Mother...” Wang Wei murmured, his eyes couldn’t help becoming a little stunned, the hand holding the scythe was frozen in the air, and the scythe in his hand fell on the boulder with a “click” and got out of the way. The surroundings suddenly returned to darkness.

“Mother...Dear...” Wang Wei’s heart-wrenching cries thundered in the darkness, accompanied by echoes in the cave, it lingered for a long time. However, Wang Wei had already jumped on Xuan’er’s body and cried out in pain.

His mother was dead, really dead, right in front of his eyes. The scene when the mother vomited blood clearly emerged in Wang Wei’s mind. And his father, when his father died, he didn’t even leave a whole body behind. Wang Wei thought of poor sister Shuang’er again, Shuang’er looked so helpless and hesitant when she was dying.

Wang Wei hated everything. He hated himself for not being able to protect his loved ones. But what was the use of hatred? He didn’t even have the ability to protect myself. In this world, he no longer had any relatives, only himself alone.

After an unknown amount of time, the cries in the cave gradually subsided. Wang Wei fell into his mother’s stiff arms and passed out.

“Hey, poor child. I let you vent your anger as much as you like. Otherwise, it won’t do you any good.” Taoist Feng Mo murmured, and then he went straight to meditation.

At the moment when Haoyan, the second son of the Dragon Demon, attacked, the Taoist Feng Mo had a bad feeling, and immediately flooded Wang Wei’s body with his divine sense, and protected the meridians of Wang Wei’s whole body with his divine power, so that Wang Wei’s body was not seriously affected.

However, the consciousness that had been repaired for many years had suffered a certain degree of damage once again. It seemed that it would take many years to repair it.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Wei finally slowly opened his eyes again. His eyes were full of calm, and his face no longer had the childish expressions. He slowly got up from the ground, and suddenly there was a burst of soreness on his body, but he ignored it, knelt down in front of Xuan’er, and kowtowed three times to Xuan’er.

“Mother, rest in peace. Your child will definitely avenge you and father. I will also avenge sister Shuang’er and my people of the Ironwood tribe. Haoyan, and the beast demons. I, Wei, swear an oath against you today. We are incompatible in this life.”

Tears could not help falling from the corners of his eyes again, but Wang Wei resolved in his heart that this was the last time he shed tears. In order to personally avenge this bloody doings, Wang Wei was determined to never cried no matter what happened in the future.

Standing up, Wang Wei looked around and began to observe the surrounding terrain.

Although the cave was very dark, there was a faint glow of fluorescent light, and Wang Wei could still see the outline vaguely by concentrating his gaze. He found the fallen scythe and ignited it again, and the outline of the entire cave immediately appeared in front of him.

Wang Wei took a scythe and walked around the cave for a week. It was found that the hole was not very big, and it was over in a while. In addition to a puddle in the middle, there was a hole above the cave, the size should be enough for a person to squeeze through.

Wang Wei knelt down in front of Xuan’er again and said softly, “Mother, please forgive me for this. Your child will keep your body safe for now, and then bury you with your father when the child brings you back to the tribe.”

After that, Wang Wei kowtowed to Xuan’er three more times, and then pressed his right hand on Xuan’er’s body, the space stone on the belt flashed, and Xuan’er’s body disappeared from the place.