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- Anjiao did not go anywhere else that day, but sat in that valley all night. When the first light of dawn appeared in the sky, Anjiao slowly "awoke". He sat on that rock for the whole night. One night, I thought about it all night.
The father on the side has long since disappeared, and Anjiao is the only one left in the huge valley.
Anjiao looked up at the dawn that he had not seen for a long time, and an inexplicable determination and courage suddenly appeared in his heart. Finally, Anjiao finally picked up the crutches he had put aside, and then slowly walked toward home with the crutches. Go.
From that day on, Anjiao no longer blamed others, nor ran out angrily and unwillingly on many rainy nights. Instead, he left all the years of unwillingness and disappointment in his first half of his life in that valley, in that valley. A sleepless night.
After Anjiao returned, his father didn't say anything special to him. He just continued to strengthen Anjiao's training and constantly challenged the limits of this disabled person.
He completely immersed his head in the water for several hours, not caring whether his son would suffocate to death.
Throw Anjiao into a cave full of snakes, insects, rats and ants, and then only allow Anjiao to use his walking stick.
Let Anjiao sit under the Jiutian Waterfall and bear the impact of the high-altitude water flow until Anjiao passed out.
Use various medicinal herbs and the blood of monster beasts to condense a medicinal soup that makes people almost unconscious from pain, and then let Anjiao stay in such a bath, constantly tempering Anjiao's body with these monster blood and herbs.
¡° Let Anjiao squat and lift the huge boulder in the courtyard a thousand times in one day, and torture Anjiao with a lot of physical and mental training.
Anjiao's father, who was once a famous warrior in the An clan, now trains his son in the same way that his father trained him. The only difference is that Anjiao's father was a normal person back then, and even had the same physique as his peers. It is considered to be the best.
And now Anjiao is a disabled person. He can't help but have disabilities in his legs. At the beginning, his hands didn't even have any strength. Due to the impact of his physical condition, even the complexion on Anjiao's face was affected. This Young people who should be in their prime always behave like an old man.
His complexion was sallow and pale, and he would be out of breath even after running a few steps. Due to this physical disadvantage, almost no one of his age was willing to play with such a sickly medicine jar.
That's right, Anjiao has spent all these years taking medicine. It can be said that he has taken hundreds of times more medicinal herbs than the doctors in the clan. Those patients who are often sick do not take the same amount of medicine as Anjiao. One person is many.
Due to physical disadvantages and natural disabilities, when he was young, Anjiao once wanted to turn his training direction of learning and becoming stronger to the study of arcana and magic circles. This branch is relatively rare among the Dark clan. existence, the proportion is also very low.
Most people from the Dark Clan are powerful warriors with extremely superb fighting skills and powerful bodies. They have their own unique research on martial arts. Because everyone agrees that this path is powerful, many people not only practice martial arts on their own and martial arts, when teaching one's own offspring, it will also subtly influence them to move in the direction of martial arts.
But Anjiao's body was too weak, so he once wanted to focus on arcana and magic. If he had the opportunity to become a magic circle master in the future, he could still participate in various actions of the Dark Clan, and he could still become a father. The pride of the Dark Clan can also become the pride of the Dark Clan.
So when Anjiao was young, he devoted almost all his energy to the study of arcana and magic circles, and showed amazing talent in this lineage. Strange magic circles were easily formed in Anjiao's hands. .
He can even use these magic circles to complete all kinds of magical operations and amazing actions. This also makes Anjiao, who was extremely gloomy in the first half of his life, have some hope for the first time in his life. So he excitedly applied to join the Dark Clan's Holy Land - the Dark Abyss - which he had longed for!
But reality soon gave Anjiao a hard blow. The person in charge of Dark Abyss rejected Anjiao's application on the grounds that Anjiao's body was too weak, and looked at Anjiao arrogantly from the high platform, and then He said rather arrogantly, meanly and disdainfully:
"Your frail body is of no use even if you are highly talented in arcane arts. Arcane arts are the way to study the nature of heaven, earth and nature. It requires a lot of time and energy to study magic circles and nature. "
"And how long can a body like yours last? To put it bluntly, how long can you live? We have never lacked geniuses here, but you are so short-lived?The selection directly entered the core position of the Dark Abyss, and enjoyed resources and techniques that Anjiao and the others might not be able to obtain even if they fought hard.
Anjiao still remembered the arrogant expression on this noble boy's face when he was on the high platform. He also heard what people around him called him. He seemed to be called Anhao. He was a direct descendant of the Two-Headed Snake family, and his status was quite high. That kind of thing.
Now there are two younger brothers around so quickly. It seems that even these people who have entered the abyss of darkness will learn the methods of the powerful outside to follow the trend.
An Jiao heard the sarcasm in An Hao's words, but he didn't pay attention to it, and he didn't want to argue. He just wanted to go home directly.
After all, Anjiao has never gotten along with anyone of the same age over the years, and he doesn't know how to get along with these people, but Anjiao still thinks in his heart that he should just walk home silently like this, and there is no need to go Too many responses.
An Jiao lowered his head and passed by An Hao and the other three, trying to ignore it all, but An Hao seemed to have no intention of letting An Jiao go just like that. He gave his younger brother a look, and the two younger brothers beside him immediately Smiling ferociously, he approached Anjiao.
¡° Then a fatter boy grabbed An Jiao¡¯s arm directly, and then another boy who looked like a skinny monkey snatched the drawing from An Jiao¡¯s hand and handed it to An Hao¡¯s hand.
When Anjiao saw that his drawings had been taken away, he immediately shouted: "Give it back to me! Give it back to me quickly! Don't steal my drawings!"
An Hao ignored An Jiao's shouts, unfolded the roll of drawings, glanced at it casually, and then mocked: "Is this your path? You sick man, do you still want to be an arcanist? Just What can you do with your disabled body?"
"It's just a waste. What's the use of these drawings you have now? If you die, will you still be alive to study it?" An Hao smiled disdainfully.
Anjiao didn't respond. He struggled to break away, trying to escape from the arms of the thick fat man, and then went to snatch his drawings back. However, with only Anjiao's weak body, how could he escape from this fat man? What about escaping from his hands?
No matter how hard Anjiao tried, he could not break free from Fatty's arm.
An Hao continued to smile disdainfully: "You! Just go home obediently and stop thinking about these unrealistic things. This is the abyss of darkness, the holy land of the Dark clan, not you low-class people. You can come!¡±
"Tear¡ª¡ª" An Hao tore the magic circle drawings that An Jiao had put a lot of effort into into pieces and threw them into the mud puddle on the ground.
Anjiao's eyes lost their light in an instant. Fatty had already let go of Anjiao's arm, but at this moment Anjiao was completely despairing. He collapsed to the ground, watching his drawings gradually being wetted in the mud, and he felt in his heart Countless indescribable emotions welled up.
He recalled the countless days and nights when he had used his body and willpower to read classics at his desk, describing the lines of the magic circle, and constantly improving his research. Even though he could not sleep several times because of the pain in his foot, he still persisted. Sitting in front of tons of textures and drawings to study. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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