Lu Changan struggled to run down the mountain, and finally got rid of the devouring forest fog. As soon as his legs went limp, he fell to the grass all of a sudden, gasping for breath. After the breath is finally even, then stand up and slowly walk forward.

When I walked to the edge of the town, I saw the residents of the town, and they hurriedly ran towards the direction of the mountain forest. Lu Changan's heart tightened, isn't there something wrong! Mother is still at home by herself! Thinking of this, Lu Changan's heart just loosened the strings, and suddenly tightened to the tightest.

Lu Changan prayed for his mother's safety as he ran against the flow of people in the direction of home.

Shopkeeper Liu pulled the family and hurriedly ran to Dongshan, just when he saw Lu Changan coming back, he hurriedly grabbed Lu Changan's hand: "Hurry up, there are a large group of thieves coming down from Xishan, this will burn and loot in the town! Uncle Xu and his shop have been burned down by them..."Speaking of Xu Langzhong's unfortunate murder, a middle-aged man in charge of Liu's shopkeeper cried a handful of snot and tears, gritted his teeth and said, "These beasts!"

Lu Changan heard that the bandit came down from the West Mountain, and the alarm clock rang the alarm bell. My home is at the foot of the West Mountain! I don't know if my mother and Xiaocui escaped!

Lu Changan didn't say a word, shook off the hand of the shopkeeper Liu, and quickly ran in the direction of his house. He didn't care to listen to what the shopkeeper Liu was shouting in the back, and at this time he had only one thought in his heart, and that was his mother.

The town was on fire, and the shops on both sides of the street were burning, and a few hours ago this quiet and peaceful town was still full of life and the people were happy, but now it was indeed a sea of fire, and the cries and screams were endless, and the purgatory on earth was alive. Rao is Lu Changan, who has already experienced life and death when he was young, and the anger in the hearts of young and old people is like this fire. Seeing that the place where he had lived for ten years had fallen into a sea of fire at this time, Lu Changan's eyes couldn't stop pouring out a lot of tears. As he ran as hard as he could, he lifted his sleeve and wiped away his tears. The eyes were hazy with tears, and the field of vision was full of blood red. Anger devoured Lu Changan's reason, and he cursed loudly as he ran, and his curses attracted the bandits who were frantically looting.

Just in time, his anger finally had a way to vent. Drawing the machete behind him, he slashed left and right, and soon the two or three bandits who surrounded him became a mess of mud.

Lu Changan ran to the front of his small courtyard, saw the wooden door that was kicked down, his heart seemed to be hit hard, and he rushed into the courtyard, presenting a miserable situation in front of him, which made Lu Changan's blood churn, and his muscles flared up, and he knelt on the ground and let out a wolf's howl.

In the courtyard, Lu Mu was stabbed to death on a chair, and not only that, but her face was also scraped with countless red crosses, so that her whole face was bloody and blurred. Xiaocui collapsed to the ground, her clothes were torn, her clothes were not covered, and her white and tender skin was full of scratches left by knives, which showed how she was * before her death.

Lu Changan's eyes were bloodshot, and suddenly a mouthful of blood gushed out. He clenched his fists, moved into the courtyard step by step, slowly took off his coat and covered Xiaocui, and slowly picked up the breathless present, and walked out of the door.

At this time, a group of bandits came back again, and when they saw a tall man suddenly appear in the courtyard, they were all startled, and they all drew their swords and stood against each other.

Lu Changan stood in place, glaring angrily, without fear in his heart. He turned and put his mother back on the low chair, and tucked the rabbit skin blanket as usual. Then he turned and drew his long knife. He caught a glimpse of the thief in his hand holding the sword left by his deceased father. Anger ignited in his eyes, and he brandished his long knife like the thief slashing at it.

"Ahh The thief at the head covered his bleeding severed hand and cried out in pain, "Catch him for me!"

The thieves swarmed and slashed towards Lu Changan. Lu Changan brandished his long sword, his face was already covered with blood, and there were also deep and horizontal scars on his body. But he didn't realize it, and still used all his strength to slash in an orderly manner...

But after all, he was outnumbered, and Lu Chang'an was already surrounded by bandits, and he was also physically exhausted, waving in the air indiscriminately, and there were many loopholes. Seeing this, the bandits stepped forward one after another and slashed at his body.

After Lu Changan screamed a few times, he fell to the ground in humiliation. Seeing this, the thief took the opportunity to step forward and crush Lu Changan's head with his foot, he felt extremely ashamed and angry, and another mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. Lu Changan was dragged by the hair and lifted his head, and punched him in the face twice, just when he was in a trance, he suddenly heard a voice as thick as a morning bell and dusk drum in his mind echoing "exchange soul for power", "exchange soul for power"...

Lu Changan seemed to have suddenly grasped a life-saving straw, and his eyes shot out a terrifying light in an instant, like two swords flying into the heart of the thief. The thief leader felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly said: "Stop playing, cut off his head for me quickly!"

Just as the knife was pointed at his neck, Lu Changan shouted: "I'll change!"

As soon as the words fell, it was as if he had fallen into a distorted time and space, and everything around him became illusory, instantly weathered and scattered into sand.

At this time, Lu Changan, who fainted in the underground palace, sat up suddenly, looked around in horror, and touched his body that should have been stabbed to the depth and breadth of the body, but found that everything was just a dream.

"You lost. A cold male voice rang out behind him.

Lu Changan hurriedly turned around and saw a thin man, dressed in a white robe, which seemed to hang on a high shelf on top of his thin body. He had a handsome face, but it was lifeless, and there seemed to be a chill around his face.

This must be the master of the dungeon, the king of the underworld, the king of the underworld.

Binghe said in a bubbling voice, "Everything just now was a test for you by the demon seed. The demon seed can grasp the deepest and most persistent desires in the hearts of people, and force you to exchange your soul. It's a pity that the world is stupid, and even if the soul is gone, what can be done even if the desire is satisfied?" Binghe sneered, his eyes full of indifference and mockery of mortals.

"You haven't passed this trial, and you can't let go of greed, hatred, and delusion after many years of cultivation, if I awaken the demon seed, you will inevitably go mad and die. It's up to you to save the mortals who will eventually be devoured by desire, or to yourself. After saying that, Binghe waved his sleeves and disappeared into the temple.

Lu Changan sat down on the floor in a daze, not knowing how to choose.