The peaceful days did not last long, and the situation took a turn for the worse.
This was the first time in Ningxia's life that he had met death, and it was someone he had a close relationship with.
The Phoenix Clan is not as invincible as she imagined. There is still a feud in this world, the Dragon Clan.
Dragons, like phoenixes, are creatures with the blood of gods left in the world.
But they are not as lucky as Phoenix. Their fertility rate is extremely low. They cannot successfully give birth to a cub for ten thousand years, so the number of people in the tribe has always remained low.
They were born before the Phoenix and had been ruling this land as the undisputed overlords until the Phoenix appeared in this world.
They never thought that there would be people with the blood of gods like them in the world, nor did they think about what it would be like to coexist with them.
Their thinking is very simple. This world is dominated by the weak and the strong, and the winner is king. The winner will naturally dominate everything. Two divine veins cannot exist at the same time in this world. For example, one of them must withdraw.
The two tribes started a fierce struggle, and countless tribesmen were involved in this war and lost their lives. In the end, the dragon clan with few members could not withstand the internal strife and was defeated, and left the center of the continent with the only remaining clan members.
From then on, the Phoenix occupied the position of overlord and stayed there for hundreds of millions of years.
They also did not expect that they would eventually repeat the mistakes of the dragon clan, be defeated by humans, and leave the Middle-earth continent in despair.
Just when they were looking for a place to cultivate their health and recuperate, the dragon clan, which had been dormant for many years, came to visit them. They planned to avenge their past shame and avenge the murder of their clan members, so many elites were dispatched.
Although they were defeated that year, after so many years of training, the dragon warriors have recovered a lot. The Phoenix had just been defeated, and apart from the seriously injured, they were all old, weak, sick and disabled. How can it be stopped?
It was only through the blood sacrifice of the clansmen and the use of one's body as a shield that the whole clan could be saved. But the Dragon Clan guys still didn't give up. Too many of their relatives died at the hands of Phoenix, and the blood debt could only be washed away with blood.
As a result, the two tribes started a long tug of war. Both sides were very familiar with each other's location and harassed and attacked each other from time to time. Every once in a while, there will be a big war, and no one will give in to anyone.
After all, the Phoenix Clan had some advantages, with a more advanced civilization and the support of large-scale barrier formations, but the Dragon Clan guys had never been able to take advantage.
But this enchantment cannot be supported by just using spiritual power and spiritual objects, but needs the blessing of blood and flesh containing divinity.
Countless ancestors have been reincarnated into this enchantment, and it needs to be reinforced and restarted every once in a while. It also needs to be carefully blessed on weekdays. Each generation repeats the tragedies of each generation, and there is no way to escape.
It can be said that Ningxia and other birds can live safely only because of the sacrifices of countless ancestors.
But now the balance has been broken, and war breaks out.
The dragons are here again.
If Ningxia hadn't been the one being invaded, she might have been able to evaluate the other party's perseverance in revenge more objectively.
She also went to kindergarten, so she was familiar with the past between dragon and phoenix, and she also had some thoughts.
No matter how much the people in power try to beautify it, they can't get rid of the bloody background, and they can't deny the fact that their hegemony is indeed built on the bones of others.
But when this matter really burned her head, she couldn't help but become selfish and resent the "intruder" who destroyed her life.
Maybe it was because my previous life was too comfortable. Ningxia is a little panicked about the current situation, worrying about gains and losses, for fear of dying for no reason in her sleep.
The tribesmen in the tribe are also in panic all day long. They are in a hurry when walking on the street. Even the dandy children no longer walk their cats and play with their dogs, but stay at home peacefully.
The atmosphere in the Xi family is equally bad, no, or worse. Because their uncle happened to be guarding the border and faced the war head-on.
Because of this, Xi Taiweng, who is usually cheerful, has been frowning every day recently, trapping himself in his room and only attending necessary meetings.
The second uncle and the third uncle are in a hurry every day, the dragon is missing, and the tedious family affairs have fallen on Ningxia, the only grown-up heir.
Compared with others, Ningxia's pressure is not necessarily less, because her father is facing the front line and may die at any time.
Ningxia didn't dare to think about this possibility and refused to think about it. It’s just that occasionally I’ll be woken up in the middle of the night and feel at a loss.
The days passed by in such an atmosphere of panic and depression.
More and more names of victims came back from the front line, and several wailing teams passed by each other on the street. New young men were constantly drawn from the rear to go forward, and funerals were held every day.
There is still no news about my father, which is neither a good thing nor a bad thing. Ningxia and other birds were helpless and could only wait anxiously for news of their loved ones and pray for an early end to the war.
One day, Ningxia received a letter from the Lu family again.
This time it was not an invitation, but a letter. The words on the letter paper were written in blood, which was shocking on the white envelope.
Ningxia's heart that had been sealed for many years had some thoughts, and she did not immediately ask the servant to throw it away.
She met the messenger for the first time, the only time in a hundred years.
The guy who delivered the letter was Lu Wei. She couldn't even recognize him. She couldn't recognize that the taciturn and resolute guy in front of her was the talkative "villain" back then.
"Brother, he went to the front line. This is the only thing he left behind. He said that he might not be able to live anymore, so he asked me to send it over."
Ning Xia fumbled for the envelope with her fingertips and remained silent.
"Just take a look. What happened back then was our Lu family's fault, and I don't expect your forgiveness. But when a person is about to die, his words are also kind. He said that he might die there, and he wanted to ask you to give him some mercy in the end. An opportunity. I’m not begging you to forgive him, I just want to talk to you again.”
Ningxia was silent for a moment, and finally opened the letter.
The long-lost font appeared in front of her eyes, so familiar yet so strange.
"Although we are separated in life, I don't want to say goodbye to you yet."
Ning Xia's fingertips tightened and she wrinkled the letter paper, making a rustling sound.
A dead silence hung between the two birds.
Lu Wei didn't say anything else, he just nodded slightly towards her, pretending to leave.
Suddenly, I heard the bird behind me say vaguely: "Tell him to come back alive. If he comes back alive, maybe, maybe..."
Hearing the unfinished meaning of the other party, a smile that could be called gratification appeared on Lu Wei's stiff face, as well as a trace of undetectable loss. But it was too fast and fleeting.
Ning Xia couldn't explain the complicated feelings in her heart. If it weren't for this war, she might never be able to forgive him in her lifetime.
But, there is no if.
Lu Yuehua, you have to come back alive. You all must come back alive.
She has lost so much.
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