There had just been a war here, and the entire land was covered with fire.
Corpses littered the fields and rivers of blood flowed.
The boy's figure was somewhat out of tune with the world around him.
Yan Luo slowly pointed the blood-red sword in his hand at him------
"Take me home!"
He pulled his trouser legs, and his body was covered in blood, but his eyes were extremely clear, as if he could see everything clearly...