It was the middle of winter and snowflakes were flying everywhere.
The pedestrians were wrapped in their clothes and their appearances were in a panic.
Some of the weaker ones were shivering and some of the more irritated ones were complaining.The pedestrians who came and went didn't seem to have the slightest bit of pity.
Not far behind them, a woman who was leaning on a wooden stick was moving about.
Her thin clothes had long been eroded by the ruthless snow, outlining her voluptuous curves."We're almost there.
We'll be home by the time we cross this hill.
Haner is still waiting for me to make my meal.
I have to hurry back.
No matter what, I can't make the child starve." The woman raised the corners of her eyes and smiled.
She looked at her son's favorite dish in the basket on her wrist, and then smiled in satisfaction.
She began to tremble as she climbed over the mountains.It was difficult for the world to have a husband, and he had never hesitated to pity others.The trembling woman did not notice that her lips had dried up and her face was pale.
She tightly clenched the thin clothes that were already wet by the snow.
Her mouth was constantly muttering, and she tilted to the side as she walked back with those footprints, as if the cold wind was strong enough to scrape her."Why can't I see the footprints clearly?
I have to hurry up and leave, otherwise I won't be able to find home.
What if I starve to death?" The woman stared at the footprints that had been buried under the snow and her heart instantly flustered.
She increased her pace and rushed home.On the hill, she looked as though she could not help but feel the wind, but her heart was abnormally firm.
It was as if the Jian'er she spoke of was her heaven and everything about her.
Even though the cold wind and snow invaded her body, looking at the grass hut not far away that was lit with candlelight, her heart felt as if ten thousand jin of rock had fallen down.
She wiped her sweat happily and tightened her grip on the basket on her wrist..The snow-white mountain village was already covered in layers of snow that were like goose feathers.
Looking from afar, it was as if it had been swallowed by a continuous mountain range.
Only faintly discernible faint lights showed that there were people here.At the end of the gurgling river, at the foot of an extremely tall mountain, there was a mushroom-like hut.
From time to time, green smoke would emit out, and from time to time, coughing sounds could be heard.When they walked into the ruined hut, they saw a 10-year-old child holding a simple book and adding charcoal to the brazier.The youth, who was already obsessed with books, had long forgotten about the little flame in the brazier and could not help but feel the cold qi coming at him.
It had already been extinguished, and his weak body was already coughing even more severely.There was Yan Ruyu in the book, and there was a golden room in the book.
Even though the young man was weak, and the wind was strong, the young man didn't let go of the old book in his hand.
He didn't want to start a fire anymore, and instead focused on reading the book in his hand.
From time to time, he continued to make gestures, looking like an adult.A cold wind fiercely blew past, lifting the edges of his clothes and hair.
The young man could not bear the cold wind and wrapped himself in his tattered cotton clothes.
His heart ached as he looked at the mountain beyond the door, and tears could not help but flow from the corners of his eyes."Mother, it's so snowy.
Why aren't you back yet?" The young man wiped away his tears.
Just as he stepped out of the threshold, he saw a mother who was already covered in goose feathers and snow, trembling as she walked over."Luan'er, where are you going with the wind and snow?
Hurry back to your room.
The snow is so strong outside, how can your little body stand it?""Haner, why aren't you starting a fire?
Haner, why are you..." When her mother saw that the brazier in the room had been extinguished, Haner's little face, little foot, and little foot were all red from the cold, and the coughing sounds became even more intense.
Her heart ached and she cursed out loudly."Mother..." The young man looked at his mother who walked into the room with trembling hands and saw that the thing in the basket was something he casually said.
He didn't expect that his mother would really buy it from a thousand miles away.
His heart felt as if there were thousands of heart-stealing ants tearing and his tears were like a river breaking the dam and running desperately out.."Alright, alright.
Mother doesn't want to talk to you anymore.
Quickly put on your shoes.
Mother will cook and cook for you.
Haner won't cry." Mother tightly clenched her tattered cotton garments for the young man.
Her cracked hands didn't dare to wipe away his tears.
She was afraid that her cracked hands would hurt Haner."Mother..." The young man finally wiped away his tears and rushed into his mother's arms with his head covered.
He didn't expect that when he just met his mother, his mind would tremble and his tears would have burst.
Then, he hugged his mother's thin body tightly.
All kinds of complicated emotions filled the young man's mind.."I must find a way to cultivate so that niangqin can have a good life.
""I, Zhaohan, swear that I will find a way to cultivate." The young man hugged his mother tightly and swore silently in his heart."You silly child.
Mother has only been out for a while, so why are you hugging her like this?
Hurry up and let go of me.
Mother still needs to make food." Mother knew that her clothes had long been drenched.
Haner's body was already weak, so how could he possibly hug her?"Mother, is it warmer like this?" The young man's eyes were red, and his face was full of tears as he looked at his mother firmly."Mother, don't go out in the snow again in the future, okay?
Even if you want to go out, you have to bring me with you, okay?" The young man raised his head and looked at his mother firmly.
His heart was incomparably firm.
He must share some housework with his mother and not be a sick person."Haha, Haner, Mother is fine.
It's winter now, so our family's food is long gone.
If Mother is going to buy it in the city, wouldn't you have died, little guy?" A hint of unwillingness flashed across her mother's eyes, and there was also some regret.After a simple dinner, the young man went to sleep early, but he couldn't sleep.
More than once, he remembered that his mother had entered the house wet from head to toe.
She actually risked her life and death to go shopping in the city.
It was just a casual mention by him that made his heart ache so much that he didn't feel sleepy at all..He was a three-foot-long man, yet he still relied on his mother to take care of him when he was ten years old.
This made his heart ache, and in his heart, he wondered if he should do something to make his mother feel better.
Other people of his age could already go out to hunt, and he was already independent.
He sweated and felt ashamed.Listening to the constant coughing in his mother's room, every cough made the young man's heart bleed even more.
Thinking of a frail and sickly mother wearing such thin clothes in the winter, walking for thousands of miles, he thought of the time in General City, Zhao family..Zhaohan, the grandson of the Zhao Clan's Patriarch, Zhaohan's father, Zhao Dingtian, and his grandfather, Zhaowen, hadn't returned because they had gone to some ruins.
His second uncle had long since planned for the position of patriarch.
Seeing that his eldest brother and father hadn't returned for five years, he might as well have been replaced by a group of dragons without a head..Since his eldest brother was extremely talented and had suppressed him everywhere, and held grudges in his heart, his first order was to expel his eldest sister-in-law, Peng Jiaojiao, and his nephew, Zhaohan, from the Zhao Clan.The two of them had a family and could not return.
They could not complain about their suffering.
When the people who went to the ruins returned, they said that their masters had died in the ruins, which undoubtedly made the two of them even worse.Zhao Dingtian's Heavenly Yang Physique and Peng Jiaojiao's Earth Yin Physique were originally a match made in heaven and earth.
The children who gave birth were even more dragons and phoenixes amongst men.
However, thousands of years ago, a great battle had led to the end of the world today.
The descendants of the Heavenly Yang and Earth Yin were even more intolerable.
The path of cultivation was extremely difficult and extremely weak..As the only son of the future head of the clan, he naturally had many treasures and spirit medicines to nourish him.
However, he was ruthlessly chased out by his second uncle and sold everything as if he was a beggar.Having figured all of this out, Zhaohan's face was filled with rage, and a murderous aura burst forth from his eyes.
This was all caused by Second Uncle's own hands.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been reduced to such a state.Thinking through it didn't mean that he had a solution.
However, his second uncle was a high and mighty powerhouse.
His Spirit Warrior was at the early stages, and the gap between them was extremely close.He was the high and mighty chief of the previous family, yet he was exiled from a foreign land.
What was the meaning of his dissatisfaction?
He had no royal dukedom, and he was an ant for the rest of his life."Mother, I won't let you suffer anymore." Zhaohan felt a wave of pain in his heart as he looked at his mother, who had been dragging on his long-term illness for a long time, and the faint light from the lamp, sewing the clothes for others.
He was determined to wait until tomorrow to hunt for money to cure his mother's illness.The next morning, Zhaohan, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by a clamoring noise.
His sleepy eyes saw that his mother was washing her clothes, and his nose was sore and his tears were boiling hot."Who sent you these clothes?
There are so many of them?" Zhaohan was about to step forward to help, but he didn't expect his mother to give him a slap.
"You just got up.
There's a little sweet potato in the brazier.
Eat it quickly." Then, his mother lowered her head and washed herself."Mother." Zhaohan's sleepy eyes were instantly awakened by his mother's slap.
Because his mother's cold hands were red and cold, there were faint traces of blood where she had used too much force to crack.Looking at the small sweet potatoes in the brazier, she turned back to look at her mother.
The Zhao Family's young lady who was originally above ten thousand people, never thought that she would be reduced to this state.
It really was unfair.Once upon a time, she was above everyone else.
Now that she was under an ant, niangqin had gotten used to it and had to do the work of servants all day long.He hurriedly took out the book that his grandfather had given him before he left.
It was a cultivation method personally drawn by his grandfather.
As if he had found a solution, he walked out without saying a word."Sigh, what should have come is here." Her mother, who was washing her clothes, looked at Haner's back as if she had thought of something.
She sighed sadly.Mother and son's hearts were linked together.
How could mother not know Zhaohan's thoughts?
If this child wanted to become stronger and cultivate, he would have never stopped since the day he was expelled.
Sometimes, he would secretly cultivate and exhaust himself, causing his body to become even weaker.
If it weren't for mother secretly washing him with spiritual energy, perhaps Zhaohan would have been even more vulnerable..It was as if Niangqin, who had known this day for a long time, was not surprised at all."I didn't expect this day to come so quickly.
Looking at Zhaohan who was far away, my mother's body trembled.
A red light spread outwards, and my hair flew everywhere.
My mother's temperament, which was originally at the level of a fairy, rose again in a straight line.
It was as if she was sleeping in the mortal realm, the Dark Lady of the Nine Heavens, had unsealed her seal..It turned out that even though her mother had made up her mind, she still decided to listen to Zhaohan's father.
Some people's fates were doomed and couldn't be changed.
As she thought about Zhao Dingtian, her mother's eyes were filled with hatred and confusion."Wu Xueshang...""Icy Snow Blood Bone Attack!""The Yiren are very caring...""I didn't have the heart for a long time...""It's hard for the world to have a judge!""You don't have to pity me at all!""No Royal Noble Fate!""Ant stake for life?!""I hope so...""I'm sorry, old Kunlun!""When the heavens pity me...""Heaven-defying Fate changing..."He furrowed his brows as he read the crooked and unruly writings.
Then, he furrowed his brows and muttered to himself, "So it turns out that I've always been a one-sided wishful thinking.
I didn't know what Haner was thinking at all.
It turns out that a peaceful life isn't what Haner wants.
It's just a one-sided wishful thinking."Who would have thought that after sealing his cultivation, sealing his life as a mortal, allowing Haner to live a life of happiness and carefreeness, he would actually be able to awaken his ambitions?
There were some things that had already been decided.
It wasn't something that a woman like me could change..Some people were destined to take the difficult path.
No matter how much you tried to obstruct them, it would be useless.
Instead, it would make him even more firm on his decision."The old mother, Peng Jiaojiao, instantly recalled the big girl with the goat-horn braid in her mind, taking care of Han'er like a big sister, and if it weren't for her, I'm afraid Han'er would be more introverted and have a lower self-esteem."No Royal Noble Fate!""Ant stake for life?!""I hope so...""I'm sorry, old Kunlun!""When the heavens pity me...""I swear to change my fate!" She was still the same as your father.
She didn't even know how to turn around when she bumped into the southern wall.
Mother, the corners of her lips curled up with pride and anger because she married the right person and he was a selfish person.Don't you want to change your fate?
I'll give you a chance to change your fate.
I hope you won't disappoint me.
Mother looked at the crooked and unrestrained handwriting, smiled, and mixed with all kinds of complicated emotions."God, I've never begged you for anything in this world.
In my past life, I've even led my grandmother across the road.
Now, I beg you to protect Chen'er's safety.""I really don't know what I owe to your Zhao family in my past life.
In this lifetime, I'll be able to find a father and son whom I can't help worrying about.
I really miss shopping with my sisters.
"The image of her sister, who had accompanied her to this world, appeared in her mind.
I really don't know how she's doing right now.
Her face was brimming with happiness, and it was time to meet her to catch up with her.
I hope you don't blame me for bringing you into this human-eating world..No one knew how these two women lived in this man-eating world, and how difficult it was to walk one step at a time.
Peng Jiaojiao was truly afraid that his only good sister who could speak the truth wouldn't forgive him."Dingtian, I hope you're right.
It's just that I really can't bear to let Haner wander around on his own, living a life of no one to rely on.
If Haner were to suffer a little bit and lose a hair, I will definitely drag you back from the Path to Heaven and torture you." Looking at the direction Zhaohan had disappeared from, his mother resentfully walked into the kitchen and made one last meal.
He knew that it was time to part from today.No one knew better than her that the blade had been sharpened.
It was just that, as a mother, it was inevitable that it would be difficult to make a decision.
Fortunately, Peng Jiaojiao, who had been a human for two lifetimes, knew that he could bear to part with her."Zhao Dingtian, it's best if you make the right decision.
Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead.
Even if you find a way home for me, I won't let you off easily."Looking at the table full of delicious delicacies, leaving behind crystal-clear tears on the ground.
With a wave of his hand, an envelope flew to the table.
Prince Yan immediately flew away in the air and looked reluctantly at the straw hut that he had lived in for three years.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the gloomy sky..The pitiful Zhaohan, a noble young master who had just been expelled from his family, had to live a life worse than a little beggar.
His only source of support was about to leave him.
The pitiful impoverished young master had once again been abandoned, and his mother had no idea why she had abandoned him.Perhaps some people were destined to be extraordinary as soon as he was born, or perhaps Zhaohan was destined to be like this.
He was destined to suffer as soon as he was born, and if he survived, he would be superior to others.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be an exaggeration for him to be an ant for the rest of his life.
After all, people like him didn't have a choice.
They weren't willing to be ordinary, so they could only continue forward!
Step forward!!!!.Perhaps some people were destined to be extraordinary as soon as he was born, or perhaps Zhaohan was destined to be like this.
He was destined to suffer as soon as he was born, and if he survived, he would be superior to others.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be an exaggeration for him to be an ant for the rest of his life.
After all, people like him didn't have a choice.
They weren't willing to be ordinary, so they could only continue forward!
Step forward!!!!!