Year 1505 of the Haiyuan calendar!
"Mom, Dad, I'm back," Qianhe said holding a wooden sword.
Qianhe's father also smiled slightly when he saw the satisfied expression on Qianhe's face.
"Did you exercise hard today? You sweat so much!"
"Yes! After all, swordsmanship is really interesting. The feeling of seeing oneself getting stronger little by little makes people unable to help but indulge in it."
Qianhe said calmly, but his tone didn't sound like an eight-year-old child at all.
"Qianhe, do you have a dream? As a man, you can't live without dreams."
Dream?
Qianhe pondered slightly.
"Probably become a bard and visit all the places in the world!"
puff!
Qianhe's father opened his mouth wide and spit all the coffee he drank on the ground.
According to his idea, Qianhe works so hard every day to practice swordsmanship, and he must want to become a powerful swordsman in the future. He is a bit unconventional!
"Then why are you working out so hard?"
Qianhe's father was a little curious, bards and kendo were completely unrelated to each other!
"Who knows!"
Qianhe spread his hands. He didn't know the reason, maybe he just liked it.
"Hurry up and wash your hands and get ready to eat!"
Qianhe's mother served the meal. Today's meal was very sumptuous. Because Qianhe exercises hard every day, Qianhe's mother always prepares sumptuous dinners in advance.
"Got it, Mom!"
After washing their hands, the family gathered together and ate in silence, with no one speaking.
"Qianhe, the sea is very dangerous, and there are countless pirates. Have you really decided?" Qianhe's father interrupted the silence and said suddenly.
In his opinion, they are just ordinary people, and ordinary life is their future.
"Of course, dreams can only be realized if you persist. If you can give up easily, it is no longer a dream."
"Really? Then keep going unswervingly. No matter who you become in the future, your parents will support you!" Qianhe's father did not persuade him anymore, but said solemnly.
What can stop a man from pursuing his dreams?
Qianhe was silent for a while, and he didn't know whether this choice was right or wrong.
"I see!"
Qianhe replied softly and clenched his fist. Because he clenched it too tightly, his fist was red, and some of his knuckles were slightly pale without even realizing it.
Dreams cannot be compromised. Please forgive my willfulness. I want to take a good look at this world. After all, I have come to this world!
…
"No, the pirates are coming!"
"Help!"
"Do not kill me!"
Screams came from the town of Lacru, and the entire town was enveloped in a sea of fire. Hundreds of pirates outside set fires and laughed wildly, as if they had encountered something interesting.
"No! Mom and Dad are still at home!"
Qianhe, who had just completed his training, saw the town surrounded by a sea of fire and immediately ran towards home.
Huhu~
After running all the way, Qianhe finally arrived home, panting from exhaustion.
He put his raised hand on the door lock and hesitated to open it. Qianhe's heartbeat accelerated and his handsome face turned red. He was afraid of seeing what he least wanted to see.
Taking a deep breath and calming down, Qianhe opened the door as usual.
It smells like blood!
When Qianhe walked to the living room, he found his parents lying on the ground with blood all over the living room. Qianhe quickly ran over and tested the position of his heart with his hand.
No breathing, and the heartbeat stopped!
Die...die! ! !
Qianhe felt that his mind went blank for an instant.
How come, didn't you say you want to watch me grow up and see me fulfill my dreams? How could he die so easily.
Suddenly,
Qianhe saw an exquisite long gift box on the table, walked over numbly, opened the gift box, and found a standard long sword!
There is a small note next to it.
'To our son, the great bard Su Muqianhe, please protect yourself, happy birthday! '
Woo——
Qianhe couldn't help but burst into tears any longer, and his heart-wrenching cries spread through the roof, seemingly spreading throughout the whole world!
At this moment, all the scenes in front of him were distorted like a mirror.
Bang!
All the images shattered like bubbles.
'Qianhe, who do you want to be in the future? '
A residual voice came from the broken screen, as if asking for his answer.
What kind of person do you want to be?
No! I don’t want to be anyone, I just want to live freely and freely.
dad! Mother!
Qianhe suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were slightly red. It turned out to be a dream, and when he woke up, no one cared about the past!
Its daybreak!
A ray of sunlight shone through the dense woods. On this sunny day, the sunlight seemed to have lost its temperature, and Qianhe's heart was still cold.
A dream from which I cannot wake up!
Sitting cross-legged on the fork of a tree, Qianhe's long hair was flying in the wind, and a few black hair on his forehead covered his deep eyes that were inconsistent with his actual age.
Five years have passed since he went out to sea alone at the age of eight, searching for the group of pirates who massacred the town of Lacru throughout the North Sea.
Thirteen-year-old Qianhe is nearly two meters tall. He has experienced countless lives and deaths, and is no longer as immature as before. His whole person looks sharp and sharp, like an unsheathed sword.
It's time to continue looking for that group of pirates!
Qianhe stood up and dusted himself off.
The branches behind him were still swaying, but Qianhe's back was gradually fading away. The wind blew the fallen leaves flying, as if they wanted to chase the retreating back.
'The sadness of memory is like wine, hazy and intoxicating. When the beauty of memory collapses with the memories, the lingering happiness refuses my greetings.
Is there anyone willing to rebuild a new paradise with me in the ruins of memory? '
…
"Sister, I'm so hungry?"
"Sanda Sonia!"
In an iron cage, three little girls sat on the ground with their hands around their calves.
It has been two years since Boya Hancock and his two younger sisters, Boya Sundasonia and Boya Marigold, were kidnapped by human traffickers from the ship of the Nine Snakes Pirates and sold to the world's nobles.
His back was even branded with the mark of a slave. In a sideshow a few days ago, Hancock was forced to eat the Devil Fruit 'Sweet Fruit'.
"Sorry, if I hadn't wanted to go to sea willfully, you wouldn't be like this!" Hancock said with a look of regret.
"It's not my sister's fault, it's all those hateful human traffickers!" Sandasonia quickly consoled her.
hateful!
When will these days end? Will I have to be ravaged by the Celestial Dragons like a plaything throughout my life until death?
Is there really a god in this world?
If so, will it come to save us?
