Mo Tear timidly followed the patriarch's gaze and looked up. In his eyes, it was not the stars that the patriarch saw, what he saw was that the big tent had broken through a hole, and there were a few faint fires spreading, burning the top of the big tent to charred black, and from time to time there were flames mixed with black gum-like sticky body.

In the abstract, what he saw was despair, and the luxurious tent full of desolation and antiquity was destroyed in his hands, and then looking at the patriarch's sad face, Mo Tear's heart was even more desperate.

The patriarch suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes shrouded him, and Mo Tear also looked at it, I don't know if there was a sense of emptiness? The moment the eyes met, Mo Tear's gaze quickly dodged and was erratic.

Gou Jian only slowly got up at this time, just now, he did use all his strength to try to stand up, but in exchange for not moving at all, but now he was a little angry.

As the saying goes, anger is bold and courageous, Gou Jian's fierce gaze was fixed on the patriarch, but he saw the patriarch looking at the ink tears affectionately.

He was stunned for a moment, his angry eyes gradually became confused and confused, he slowly approached Lin Xiaomu, turned sideways, tilted his head slightly, and said in an extremely low voice, "Patriarch shouldn't like ink tears, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't forget to raise his chin and motioned for Lin Xiaomu to look.

Lin Xiaomu looked at it and was also stunned for a moment, and his eyes only revealed confusion.

Mo Tear could hear it, and he couldn't help but turn around and throw out a white eye, and then turned his head back, and his mood was even cooler.

Gou Jian happened to see it, what he saw was Mo Tear turning his head to look at him and turning his head again, he completely ignored Mo Tear's disdainful gaze, and also misunderstood Mo Tear's intention.

"Hey, senior. We're on our feet now. Does it prove that I am not qualified?" said Gou Jian loudly.

The patriarch didn't answer him, still looking at Mo Tears.

"Seniors. You see. Are we awesome? I'm sorry to burn down your tent. Gou Jian became interested, and his tone was full of arrogance.

Before the words fell, Mo Tear's mood at the moment was mixed, and the sadness was not enough to describe his miserable state of mind at the moment, and he thought to himself, Brother Gou, his eyesight is really good, as far as you can see, aren't you obviously provoking him? Mo Tear originally had a glimmer of hope, but was crushed by Gou Jian's words.

"Not afraid of god-like opponents. I'm afraid of dog-like teammates. Mo tear turned his head and shook his head in a low voice and scolded.

Gou Jian still looked innocent, spread his hands, and expressed his puzzlement, thinking that this is not what you just hinted at me to say?

"Young man, you have practiced the "Divine Technique of Reincarnation". ”

The patriarch finally spoke, his voice calm, neither slow nor slow.

Mo was stunned for a moment, and replied in a low voice: "How do seniors know?"

The patriarch sighed again, changed the subject, and whispered, "Do you know where the Abi Reincarnation Secret comes from?"

Although Mo Tear didn't know why he asked this, as long as he didn't pursue the burning of the big tent, he was already happy in his heart.

"The younger generation doesn't know. Mo Tear replied very respectfully, as long as he stayed away from the topic of the destruction of the big tent, no matter what he asked, Mo Tear was willing.

"The legend of the reincarnation of the gods is the era of the ancient wilderness, which was drawn by all the top gods of the ancient wilderness and the consumption of the deity gods. It's not a book of exercises. Rather, it belongs to a mysterious power. The patriarch spoke eloquently, his eyes flashing with horror.

"What power?"

Mo Tear originally just wanted to open the topic, but when he heard the patriarch depicting it so mysteriously, he was interested and blurted out.

"I don't know. The patriarch shook his head and paused for a moment, "No one has ever practiced it. ”

The patriarch's eyes revealed sadness and reluctance.

This topic can end like this, Mo Tear didn't want to ask again, and resumed the topic: "How did the predecessors know about the existence of this exercise?"

The patriarch slowly looked at the starry sky and said lightly, "A friend of mine has practiced. ”

Mo Tear was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that the man in his body, who claimed to be a divine soul, did he know the patriarch? Could he also be a member of the Dragon Clan? Mo Tear wondered in his heart.

Mo Tear really couldn't continue this topic, he thought that the next topic would definitely be to investigate the fact that I burned the tent, and at that time, I could only see the tricks.

The patriarch was still looking at the sky, but in fact, the starlight of the vast sea had long been covered by clouds, and the sky was pitch black, and there was no light to be found.

"In the ancient wilderness era, the six top gods jointly drew the nose reincarnation magic trick and then died one after another, but alas, for tens of thousands of years, there was no top god, thousands of years ago, finally one person became a top god, unified the entire Xuan Ming Desolate Ancient, proposed the coexistence of the four races, how brilliant and majestic, but because of a dream, to practice the nose reincarnation magic trick. It is sad to pass away. ”

The patriarch sighed incessantly, his face full of worry.

Mo Tear listened attentively, and for no reason, he had a good impression of the patriarch, an indescribable good feeling.

Gou Jian snorted and laughed in his heart, how could this sound? It was like a strange thing, and he didn't want to believe what the patriarch said. But looking at what the patriarch said, full of affection, I couldn't help but laugh in my heart.

Lin Xiaomu also had a skeptical attitude, and she listened quietly. She believes that even if something happens, there must be a way for Ink Tears to solve it.

After a while, Mo Tear didn't know how to answer, and looked a little at a loss.

"Now, in this Mysterious and Desolate Ancient Race, the various races are in turmoil, and the war is full of disasters. The patriarch sighed, "The human race is the leader, known as the heavenly race, and the other races are called aliens. Under the slogan of bulldozing the alien race and dominating the world, he went on a killing spree against the individual races. ”

Mo Tear's heart trembled, he suddenly understood why Long Long hated humans so much, why everyone looked at them with disgust and hatred when they entered the village, and he also realized that if it weren't for his lie and his own look very similar to Brother Ye in Long Long's mouth, he would have died a long time ago.

Why did the patriarch say this to us, did he want to send us on the road, Mo Tear panicked, but this was the only reason that could explain the patriarch's words.

"You're so powerful. How can humans be your opponents?" said Ink Tears with a wry smile, trying to stall for time and think of a way to escape.

"The human race has established a Heaven Destroying Sect, which has gathered many masters, not to mention..."

The patriarch wanted to speak and stopped, but finally bowed his head and sighed.

Lin Xiaomu casually smiled and asked, "What kind of realm are those masters?" ”

The patriarch's gaze turned to her, his eyes were full of displeasure, and he said lightly, "The Ten Realms of Shitian are the God Kings, the Broken Dao is promoted to the God Emperor, and the Great Void is the God Emperor, as for the four great fighting gods, they are the top titled God Emperors, and the masters in my eyes are at least the God Kings." ”

Lin Xiaomu was stunned, not because of his answer, but because the patriarch stared at her, he didn't know how he had offended the patriarch, there was only pure hatred in that gaze, and there was a world of difference between the eyes that looked at the ink tears.

"God-king. Mo Tear repeated these two words, feeling a little incredible, there is a god in this world.

"Where is God?"

The patriarch smiled bitterly, "There are no gods, just titles." Even the so-called Divine Venerable is just a mortal, and he is still far from becoming a god!"

"How many levels have you practiced now?" the patriarch suddenly started the topic again and asked lightly.

Mo tear woke up from his thoughts, and said without confidence: "There are already two hells in my body, and I have practiced to the second level. ”

"Not bad. The patriarch nodded with satisfaction and smiled happily, "With your physical body, it is not easy to withstand two hells. ”

"The seniors have won the award, and the younger generations dare not be ashamed. ”

This is the true words of Mo Tears, recalling that when he was crossing the Eight Cold Hells, if it wasn't for Lin Xiaomu's help, he would have died a long time ago. He thought of the man with a pair of blue pupils again, and if he hadn't helped him suppress the Eight Cold Hells, I'm afraid he would not be alive...... What's good?

The patriarch looked at him silently, fell into deep thought, and after a moment, said lightly, "You all go back and rest." It's not too early. ”

Ahh

"The seniors also rested earlier, so let's take our leave first. Mo Tear said respectfully and hurriedly walked out.

Even if he concluded that there was fraud in it, but first stay away from this patriarch, there are only good things and no bad things, the terrifying strength of the patriarch, it is easy to crush them, in case the patriarch changes his mind and does it directly, it is wiser to stay away from him as much as possible.

The patriarch only looked at the broken tent now, but smiled again and again, and said with emotion: "Did you expect this a long time ago? You are so stupid, you know that you are going to harm you, but you still choose to believe her, fool." ”

There was a tear trail on the patriarch's wrinkled cheeks, and he looked up at the sky again, and said loudly, "I have waited for you for a thousand years, but what I have been waiting for is a wisp of your remnant soul, you fool, fool!"

The tears on the patriarch's face became deeper and deeper, he suddenly lowered his head, his hand kept beating his chest, and he choked up and said: "It's all my fault, if I could have been by your side at the beginning, you wouldn't have fallen into what you are now, thousands of years, what have you experienced?"

The patriarch's voice became more and more hoarse, and he kept talking to himself, saying something that he didn't understand, and it could be seen that he was very sad and guilty.

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The wind blows the grass and moves, and people are frightened and insects run.

Mo Tear has been worried, in contrast, Gou Jian seems calm and elegant, in this dark night, there is still the heart to admire this mist and beautiful scenery.

Mo Tear thought about the strategic purpose he had formulated--to tie up with the patriarch, and he was completely ruined. Now the only way is to run away, so he doesn't care if there are any demons and monsters outside, run out of this ghost place first.

It was dark and the dead of night, and it was the best time to run, and he was just about to make a move, when a group of strong men came in outside, all of them burly, dressed in animal skins, and by the faint light of the fire. You can see that they are strong and strong.

Mo Tear was desperate at this moment, and just as he was about to escape, this accident occurred, and the hope that had just been ignited sank to the bottom of the sea again.

He lowered his head and slowly walked forward with the man he had brought them earlier.

Gou Jian suddenly walked up, pulled Mo Tear's clothes, and pointed at the group of strong men.

Mo Tear looked at it and was stunned.