The morning sun is not so hot, but the faint water vapor on the sea level, with a little cool morning dew, makes people exude a relaxed spirit.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang"

The Snake Mother Temple on the steep wall of Bilgewater Harbor, the bell tower that occupies the highest position in the entire island, hit seven times hard, which represents the arrival of the early morning and also means that the day of labor is about to begin.

The slaughter pier is already very lively and crowded. A new day has begun.

Jiang Ming and Deng Chao followed the crowded crowd and walked towards the seawall on the side of the pier to face the sea breeze. Parker behind them lowered his head, looking a little gloomy.

The young black man held a somewhat slender harpoon gun in his hand, lowered his head and followed the two of them quietly, gradually following them out of the slaughter pier, and then walked around the shore of the Keruba Bay and headed towards Bilgewater Port in front of Bai Harbor on one side.

The two people in front did not speak, and Parker behind obviously did not speak either. This atmosphere of inexplicable depression and melancholy was not until the three of them walked through the noisy White Harbor, walked out of the coronal shore, and were about to enter Bilgewater Bay.

Parker still clutched the harpoon gun that looked over and made in detail, but at this moment he stopped.

"Amin!"

"kindness?"

When Jiang Ming heard the call, he stopped and turned his head to look back.

"Are you really leaving?"

Parker asked in a low voice, feeling the depression of his emotions, accompanied by the worry in his eyes as he slowly raised his head.

Jiang Ming turned around and looked at the young man who had been with him for nearly ten days in front of him. He didn't know how to answer for a moment. For him, who was already introverted and indifferent, the melancholy of parting that came to him subconsciously made him feel a little depressed.

Deng Chao, who was on the other side, shrugged helplessly when he saw the scenes of the two, and understood the friendship between such men.

"Pike, I'm going home!"

Jiang Ming looked directly into Parker's sad eyes and said with a smile, "He doesn't like this atmosphere." Jiang Ming's hope is to leave happily and maybe he will have the opportunity to laugh together."

Parker also stared at the young man in front of him who had been together for only a few days. He lowered his head again and stroked the harpoon gun in his hand with both hands.

He did not answer, and for a moment the three of them stood with each other and fell into silence.

The sea breeze blew, blowing Jiang Ming's gradually longer hair, and slowly blew away the sorrow that was about to part.

Parker raised his head and finally showed his bright smile that had always belonged to him. He walked forward and looked at Jiang Ming and said, "Yes, you have your own home too!"

"It's time for you to go home too!"

Jiang Ming also had a rare and bright smile on his face. He nodded slightly, hugged Parker's shoulders, and looked at Deng Chao, who was also smiling, and the three of them walked forward along the seawall.

The smell of the sea became more and more intense under the rising sun. The sea breeze made people unable to stop smelling a salty and fishy smell.

Perhaps the people of this island have long been familiar with it, but they still couldn't stop resisting Jiang Ming and Deng Chao.

The two leaned against the fence on the perimeter of the sailboat, facing the hotter sunlight, and looked at the black young man standing on the dock below in front of them, quietly looking up at them.

The Duomai sailboat had already begun to slowly put away the anchors, and the crowded crowds beside the two of them waved down to the fence, which made the atmosphere of separation that had been suppressed was stirred up again.

Parker still had a bright smile on his face facing the sun, and Jiang Ming responded to his same smile.

The huge sails on the ship opened, and the sailboat began to move gradually, and it was obvious that the ship was driving.

Jiang Ming raised his right hand and waved it. He hoped that the young people who were gradually moving away could live well and live well, and perhaps they could meet again.

Parker also raised his right hand and waved it hard, as if he felt that Jiang Ming on the sailboat was getting farther and farther away could not see him. He raised his left hand and waved his hands hard.

When Jiang Ming and Deng Chao's figures gradually blurred with the sailing boat, he shouted loudly with the still bright smile: "Jiang Ming! Thank you!"

The bright smile, with a sense of sadness, Parker's bright eyes were filled with mist, but the young man was stubborn and did not let it gather into tears.

"Goodbye, my friend!"

The unbearable sunshine shines unreservedly on any corner of the world from the sky.

But this world called Rune Continent has long been accustomed to such hot summers, and of course people in this world have long been accustomed to it.

But unlike in the past, in the city-state in the middle of the Rune Continent, this land called Noxus, with few mountains and rivers, and wide plains, is extremely strange at this moment.

Following the continuous Valzhu Mountains to the south, all kinds of surging wolf smoke continued to emerge, mixed with various fires and continuous fires, making the village at the foot of this mountain range reveal unprecedented blood.

Screams, roars, women's crying, men's begging for mercy, and even various fighting sounds. Looking at the sun from a high place, the entire village under the Valzhu Mountains seemed to have encountered the torrent of war.

However, in this rune continent, Noxus has always been named as a fanatical country of Guanyu's war, and it is obvious that war is accustomed to happening.

But the war and infringement at this moment seem unparalleledly weird, even cruel and bloody.

Under the impact of the dark torrent, the unarmed villagers in these villages continued to fall to the ground and die, with blood and corpses constantly sprinkling the earth.

Because no matter the most brutal, strongest and most violent Cuifali legion, it will not massacre the unarmed civilians, and the scene of the village under the mountain range at this moment is like a Shura hell.

The sun became hotter and hotter. The earth covered with blood in the sun was washed by the black torrent, and violent roars kept ringing.

Following the horizon, you can see the black torrent that gathered into, inhuman faces and bloodthirsty fangs, which are not human at all.

"Daidai"

The horse's hooves stepped on the wide road made of hard rocks, and then the steed cyclone rushed into the huge fortress that soared into the sky and disappeared into the abyss-like door hole.

The soldiers with sights outside the gate watched without any intention, watching one man and one horse rush into the Jumen, and then rushed inside.

It was not until he arrived at the depths of the most powerful city-state in the rune continent that the horse's horse immediately turned over and dismounted. He ignored the love horse that had already fallen to the ground, and he held his fragile body and shouted at the guards guarding the majestic hall.

"Frontline, urgent report!"

The guards in front of the hall were fully armed, like a giant wearing a silver-gray steel suit. He was not disturbed by the knight's condition, but went forward to check his warrants, and then helped him quickly walk into the hall.

It was not until he took the knight into the extremely wide hall that he was stopped.

The tall guard looked at the taller man in front of him, shook his whole body, knelt on one knee, and spoke with respect: "General!"

"What's the matter?"

The man waved his hand, and did not care about the guard who was kneeling on the ground, staring at the knight who was already lying on the ground and gasping.

"General Dryus, the Valchurian Mountains are lost! Commanders Sellers and the Sarah Legion are completely destroyed!"
Chapter completed!