Self-inflicted self-inflicted rebirth

The story is very cheesy, the content is very old-fashioned, and the experience is very complicated...

Zhang Mingxuan was born as a nobleman in Tianhuang, exquisite but noble. Due to the accidental death of his parents, Zhang Mingxuan has become the Zhang family's treasure and the most honorable young master of Zhang's bank.

When Zhang Mingxuan was the most arrogant when he was young, Zhao Yaoze's arrogance was only fluorescent light and Haoyue.

At the age of 15, Zhang Mingxuan was the most rebellious. He was very vulgar, like most rebellious children. He made trouble with the old man in his mouth, quarreled, and ran away from home.

It's just that Zhang Mingxuan's rebellion is different from ordinary children. He got hundreds of thousands of cash and flew to a small black triangle town in the world with an exquisite dagger, intending never to return to that horrible place. Everyone with a heart, chasing what they think in their hearts-freedom.

The place of turmoil, the time of turmoil, the country broke out in war, the small town was not avoided, and the quiet and peaceful town turned into ruins overnight like those things that were annihilated by history.

In the turbulent country, in the turbulent town, the laws and systems here also disappeared overnight.

Money has become a pile of waste paper, and relying on other people's pity and conscience, I can't survive here.

Here has become a hell on earth with no laws and no good intentions. Death and robbery have become commonplace, and people's goal has changed from eating and drinking to just living.

Once again, I was snatched against my head, and once again I was treated as a weak and bully pup. The tip of my nose smelled disgusting and rancid, and what I heard was a brutal black man fucking in his mouth. That mouthful of insults in local English...

It was the first time Zhang Mingxuan resisted. The sharp dagger slashed across the human skin, and the strong rust smell corroded Zhang Mingxuan's sense of smell and taste.

Seeing a few bullying rough guys crawling under his feet, looking at the dazzling sun in the sky, Zhang Mingxuan suddenly smiled...

He enjoyed freedom...

What he didn't know was that it was the first time Shen Yan met Zhang Mingxuan.

There was a trace of blood on his face, his body was covered with unbearable mud, mixed with dripping blood that could not be ignored, standing on a piece of scorched earth, a piece of ruins, holding the dagger inlaid with rubies against the dazzling sun that day , there is an unconcealable arrogance between his brows and eyes, he is laughing, laughing profligately, laughing thrillingly...

In the following year, Zhang Mingxuan became a ruthless person and became the famous Young Master Zhang in the Black Triangle, and he didn't dare to provoke him.

Another year of spring, the bitter cold wind mixed with heavy rain, fire rushing, and artillery fire once again attacked this small town that could no longer stand a little bit of war.

For the gold and silver that is the basis of survival, he participated in this riot, but this time Zhang Mingxuan was no longer the same as before, standing in front of everyone with a sharp and delicate dagger.

He fell into the violent storm, fell into the filthy quagmire, his chest was covered with blood, Zhang Mingxuan didn't feel lonely, he didn't feel sorry for himself, and he never regretted it.

As a result of excessive blood loss, all the energy in his body was exhausted, his mind became dizzy uncontrollably, his whole body was like a world of ice and snow, with the faint light in front of his eyes, Zhang Mingxuan was as usual, his last thought was - if I survive, bastard, give me wait.

Looking at the child who fell into the ruins, Shen Yan's heart was moved, and the scene of the child pointing at the sun rampantly was still in his mind.

He was holding an exquisite black umbrella to block the torrential rain in the sky. Shen Yan walked up to the child and asked, "Do you want to live?"

Zhang Mingxuan's hands grabbed onto the trousers that were not stained with a trace of dust. He was trying to survive.

Later, Shen Yan was accompanied by an exquisite child, who was skilled with marksmanship, saber, and ruthless, and became a veritable wolf cub.

Several battles, several times of ups and downs, he followed behind Shen Yan, licking blood with a knife and dying several times, he repaid Shen Yan's kindness.

The last time his life was hanging by a thread was when Zhang Mingxuan and Shen Yan were trapped on an isolated island, guarding countless gold, silver and jewels, but there was nothing to eat.

Hungry, Zhang Mingxuan never thought that a person like himself would starve to death, and his death was a bit sad and unbearable.

Relying on the ninth day of drinking only fresh water, Zhang Mingxuan looked at Shen Yan with compassion. He knew that there was a last piece of bread in Shen Yan's arms.He pressed the exquisite dagger against Shen Yan's throat, and put his dirty little hand into Shen Yan's pocket, before he could be happy, the back of his neck hurt, and his last thought was: "Death is for sure. "

Maybe it's funny, and it's also absurd, Shen Yan, who is called blood is cold, is moved, and can't bear the child he raised, and the wolf cub he taught disappears in this world.

He finally gave the bread to Zhang Mingxuan.

Zhang Mingxuan survived for three days, and when the rescue fleet arrived, the face with the corners of his mouth upturned hadn't spoken yet. Seeing Shen Yan lying on the dirty ground, Zhang Mingxuan's smile froze on his face.

I haven't eaten for nine days, but this person has survived for twelve days! ! !

Later, they were rescued, and Zhang Mingxuan was no longer that decisive and arrogant wolf cub, he hid everything about himself, and followed behind Shen Yan without complaint or regret.

Later, Zhang Mingxuan became Lord Xuan, and no one dared to stop him in this war-torn black triangle area.

Zhang Mingxuan is undoubtedly grateful. He built an empire on the ruins of nothingness for Shen Yan, and Shen Yan became the Pope on the ruins.

A few years later, during a stable period of time, Su Chen talked with Shen Yan on the phone. He said very happily that he had found a brother for Su Chen and a son for himself, but for the time being, no one called him a foster father. Said, that kid is stubborn.

Later, Su Chen saw Zhang Mingxuan in a hotel in City B. He was hugged desperately by Zhang Mingxuan who suddenly appeared. He was crying pitifully, sharply and hoarsely, as if a precious thing was lost and found again.

He cried terribly, trembling all over his body, restrained but heart-piercing, he tremblingly said: "You don't want me anymore, how can you not want me anymore!"

Later, when he realized that he had admitted to the wrong person, he also relied on his family's power to find out the origin of Shen Yan.

He followed behind Su Chen, thinking that he would still want him.

He called Su Chen - Lord Su! ! !

It's not for Su Chen, but for Su Chen's Shen Yan, who protects his safety in the storm, on an isolated island, is exactly the same as his face.