Chapter 18 Rebirth

A month later, on the road to the southern province, a carriage carrying wheat grass.

Along the way, two old and young people chatted, and the teenager soon learned that the old man was a lonely bachelor, driving a carriage to transport some goods to make money.

"Young man, what's your name?" The driver is a kind grandfather. He drives the carriage skillfully, and the young man got on the carriage when he asked for directions at the last intersection.

"My name is Nangong Ao." Nangong Ao narrowed his eyes and recalled the night he left the holy capital.

It was a quiet night. Along the road, Arcado staggered all the way. No one cared, no one took care of him, despair, sadness, helplessness and pain around this vulnerable teenager. He thought over and over again why people didn't like him, why his father died so shamefully, and why I am a hopeless fool. Suddenly, a cold laugh filled his mind, which became louder and could not disperse. Arcado was forced to stop under a big tree and sit down to rest, hoping to get rid of the sound.

Suddenly, the sound stopped laughing and asked in a low voice, "Are you bored? You have suppressed me for a year, did you get such an end? Your beloved dumped you, abandoned you by your relatives, and your family is destroyed. Are you going to starve to death in the wilderness like this?

"Who the hell are you?" Arcado shouted angrily, and this feeling appeared several times, which made him shudder through his body and Lin Ria's affair.

"I used my experience to create an equal output magic array for you, but you couldn't guess its function and were laughed at as a fool." The voice ignored Arcado and continued.

"I, I'm not a fool. Who the hell are you?" The voice of questioning is a little hysterical.

"My name is Nangong Ao, half of the soul in this body. Only when you wake me up can your soul be complete and you will get the power you want." The voice continued to bewitching.

"Are you Nangong Ao? What power can I get?" Arcado is a little moved.

"The power of revenge, the power to change the world, and the power to dominate everything." The voice said in a low voice.

"Can I trust you?" Arcado couldn't stand** and compromised.

"Of course, I'm you!"

Then, there was no sound under the tree, and Arcado's body sat there motionless. Suddenly, he raised his head and his eyes were full of light.

He stood up, looked up at the sky, spread his arms, and shouted, "From today on, I will call Nangong Ao!"

After thinking about this, I heard a question.

"Young man, your name is so strange?" The old man asked strangely.

"Ye, I'm actually an alien." Nangong Ao turned his back to the old man and took the sharp branches out of the cuffs.

"Aliens? What do you mean? The old man was a little puzzled, and the young man was no longer there when he turned around.

"Damn it, when will your damn sympathy overflow? Kill the old man and grab the carriage, and you can go to the south to start a new life faster!" Nangong Ao hid by the big tree on the roadside and gasped in pain. He couldn't tell who did not dare to kill, whether it was Nangong Ao himself or the sleeping Arcado, so he shouted angrily.

Mixed with many resentment of his previous life, he was forcibly buried in the depths of his soul and watched alone for more than a year. There was cold, silence, and no temperature. After experiencing the tragic life of Arcado, Nangong Ao is now a dangerous soul. He is selfish and cold, but he carries With good morals and beliefs, it is not an excessive to say that he is now schizophrenic. He struggled between evil and goodness, wandering and hesitating. He did not know his direction. He only vaguely remembered a purpose to change the world and revenge on the cruel fate.

Not long after, Nangong Ao, who missed the opportunity, walked south along the road. A white carriage came from afar, two horse-drawn carriages, and the speed was not slow.

"Hey!" Nangong Ao shouted to the carriage loudly, "Can you give me a ride? I'm going to the southern province. Is it on the way? He wants to try his luck. After all, he has been relying on two legs, and it will take many months to walk to the south.

He didn't like the nobles. Nangong Ao didn't plan to expect the carriage to stop and give him a ride, but the carriage slowly stopped next to him. It was driven by a bodyguard. It seemed that martial arts were not very powerful. The magicians in the world were not very powerful. They needed infantry to cover and wanted to release it. When releasing long-range attack magic, many people need to work together and rely on magic arrays to achieve it. The long-term use of attack magic also requires crystals to replenish energy. Therefore, private guards generally rely on warriors, and rarely have a single magician.

The door of the carriage opened, and there was a young man about 25 years old and a kind middle-aged man sitting in the carriage. The bodyguard stopped Nangong Ao, who wanted to get on the car, and said coldly, "If you want to get on the car, throw away what is hidden in your sleeve."

Acudo inserted the sharp branch into a gap in the back of the carriage and looked at the bodyguard and said, "I don't mean any harm. It's just a means to protect yourself. I'm sorry." He doesn't want to lose a chance to take a comfortable carriage.

Then Nangong Ao got into the carriage, the door closed, and the carriage continued to drive forward.

I met a young man who looked about the same age. The young man in the carriage looked very excited and happily introduced himself: "My name is Ca Vera, and this is my father, Viscount Ca Bruce. We are going back to Belo Province and can walk with you for a long time."

Nangong Ao doesn't understand whether he is too harmless, or whether the world has not blocked the road and robbed. Both times, he introduced himself first. Are the people here almost unsuspected about the sudden appearance of hitchhikers on the road?

"My name is Nangong Ao. I'm a foreigner." He also had to introduce himself: "I lived in the capital a few years ago. Recently, my family has changed, so I went south to eat."

The carriage was bumpy, and Arcado was talking to the two father and son. After a while, he fell asleep because he was too tired. He breathed evenly and was not prepared at all. He seemed to have forgotten his evil thoughts just now, because he is now sleeping in a stranger's carriage without warning.