Two silver rays of light streaked across the sky and faded away. And the one in the middle of the demon forest also slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sky in the distance.

"This person's cultivation is ordinary, but how can he bring out so many secrets in my demon forest? Now that we're done, it's time to check out the Eagle Clan. ”

It was in the midst of thinking in his heart that two crystal feathers, one white and one brown, floated and stopped quietly outside the whirlpool of the man's violent breath.

The man's head was full of fluffy curls, and his eyes were as bright as substance, and he actually opened a passage in this cyclonic storm, so that two crystal feathers could follow the passage to his side. Imprinted on the forehead, the crystal feathers turned into dots of crystal light and sank into the man's brain.

"Phantom box? I haven't heard of it! Human beings know that with the help of artifacts, they don't know that the real power is their own! Hmph, this human luck and popularity are really good. Bears, cranes, and vultures don't want to stop him, and I want to meet him..."

However, it is clear that with the current situation, it is impossible for him to go separately. Shaking his head, a mane detached from the top of his head, and the electric switch shot out at a gallop, swiftly sweeping towards the dark red land!

...

There was only a faint light around the pitch black, illuminating the boundary less than a foot square. The ground seemed to be covered with a layer of sand, dry and soft. A dwarf plant grows in it, homogeneous turquoise. Next to the plant, a young girl rests her forehead on her elbow and prostrates on it, as if she is sleeping soundly.

"Knock~"

A drop of sweet spring drips out of nowhere, smashes on the turquoise leaf surface of the dwarf plant, and is instantly dyed turquoise. A strange fragrance spread, and the water droplets pressed the meridians and slid silently, and finally stroked to the tip of the green leaf to form again.

The sound of "da" fell on the corner of the girl's lips, and then slowly soaked in.

The sleeping girl's throat warmed, and water droplets swallowed into her stomach. The girl with fluttering eyelashes slept more deeply as the water droplets absorbed.

"Where is this? Who are you?"

A faint fluorescent figure stood up, and his figure was exactly the same as that of a sleeping girl. In front of her, a mist drifted back and forth, and she couldn't see what it was.

The girl's question seemed to arouse a trace of emotion in the mist. I saw that it was gray and slowly turned a pale yellow, and it was still a little shiny. Between the flutters, some of the surrounding stone walls are illuminated, and there seem to be some portrait patterns.

This fluorescent girl is not a real person, and she can't see the pictures on the stone wall clearly. But the mist was obviously different, drifting slowly over the stone wall, as if watching carefully. As it passes through each pattern, the color of the mist changes slightly.

When it is pink, a touch of emotion floats.

When it is blue, relatives and relatives are resentful.

When the goose is yellow, deep love surges.

When it is red, the bitter hatred is stirred!

"Boom!"

The crimson mist burst out, and it rushed towards the fluorescent girl in an instant!

"Yikes!"

The fluorescent girl sat down in fright, and raised a crystal lotus arm to block her forehead.

"Helian Holy Clan!Helian Holy Maiden!Do you know your past and present lives?!"

The mist actually spoke, and the girl was stunned by the question, and lowered her arms to look at it blankly. Without waiting for the girl to react, the crimson flame mist swirled and rose. Condescendingly, an old woman's scolding voice came again:

"You forgot, I haven't forgotten! I wandered around in this place where I didn't see the light of day for many years, but I didn't want to forget the grudge of the year!"

The girl was very puzzled, but when she heard the old woman's words, pity arose in her heart, and her crystal clear eyes looked at the flame mist in the heights, and asked softly:

"Grandma, my name is Helian Luojia, although I don't know why you are so angry, but it should be related to my Helian clan. Tell me about it, maybe..."

"In front of me, do you still have to pretend to be so well-behaved and pitiful? Your ruthless appearance is like engraved on my heart, and I will never forget your face!"

The girl heard that this person must have had a great grudge against a man who looked quite similar to herself, and had mistaken herself for someone else. However, the kind girl thinks that both sides of the grudge are uncomfortable, and since the old woman is in front of her, she will do some enlightenment:

"Granny, I know you have hatred in your heart. But I have just seen that you have other good emotions! If those good memories can overcome hatred, you will be happier and happier, old woman. ”

As she spoke, the girl slowly walked to the stone wall, and a silver light lit up on her fingertips, illuminating a mural in front of her.

"You dare! You..."

There was an angry rebuke from the crimson flame mist, and he almost exploded to attack the girl, but he stopped when the girl lit up the mural!

The murals seem to be old, with some broken edges, but most of them are still brightly colored. The painting depicts a majestic man with fluffy hair, naked upper body, and knotted muscles, standing proudly on the top of the peak and looking down on all beasts! The giant beast below worships, and the birds in the sky are circling! And on the stone platform behind this domineering and wild man, a female beast is prostrate and waiting...

"Geshiro..."

In the mist, the crimson color gradually eased, and the fluorescent girl's tense mood slowed down slightly. Although the mist has no face, the girl has long been infected by the thick attachment emanating from the mist. Silent for a moment, the girl stood quietly and solemnly with the old woman...

However, the fog did not seem to be stable, and suddenly there was a trembling, as if it was being pulled by some force above. The fog, which had been finally shaken off, roared again:

"Take your hands away!

But I saw the girl walking towards the next stone wall, and the silver light on her fingertips also followed her to the bottom of the line. Luo Jia looked intently at the other huge mural, as if she had not heard the roar of the old woman in the fog before, and muttered:

"What is this past, old woman, can you tell me?"

In the mist, the old woman's voice gradually fell, and even the voice was inaudible:

"I have been with my childhood sweetheart since childhood. Our marriage date has already been set in the clan. It should have been with me for a lifetime. Until he met you, everything changed! Qilang no longer took me to Fenggang to linger, but tried his best to find you outside! The elders of the clan worked together to surround you, and he was seriously injured and escaped!"

In the already blue mist, the old woman's voice gradually turned into a little hysterical from the initial inadequacy:

"He's going to look for you too, and he's going to look for you, but if I hadn't blocked my father's claws for him, how could he have escaped? I was lying behind him, in a pool of blood, and the terrible wound on my vest was no more painful than the back of his fleeing without looking back..."

"Let's go..."

A glowing drop of water fell, falling into the void at his feet, causing a ripple. The girl is sobbing!

Her gaze, long confused by tears, stared at the female beast lying in a pool of blood. Knowing that his beloved was going to pursue another woman, he couldn't help but help him, and even used his body to block the fatal blow for him!

Obviously, this is a heart-wrenching past for the old woman! The girl was heartbroken, and she didn't want to make the old woman sad, so she raised her finger and moved to the other side.

The bright colors in the mural reflect the sunny picture! The sun is shining, and a young beast falls on the grassland. A chubby little head, fluffy hair that shimmers golden in the sun, and short, stout calves that are tilted up. In the big long mouth, the small tongue is crooked to the side along the cute canine teeth, and the big, bright clear eyes are still curiously staring at the prey fleeing in front of them. Behind, the female beast, who was first its mother, followed worriedly from afar...

"This must be your son!

The girl's bright and clear voice sounded, and finally lit up the old woman's heart to enjoy together. The mist drifted slowly, stopping at the hatchling motif and rubbing gently. The strong love makes the girls close at hand warm.

Mother's love may be the greatest and most beautiful embrace in the world. The little beast in the eyes of the female beast has become her sustenance for the rest of her life.

"Geirao, this is our son, how can you be ruthless not to come back to see him..."

The girl was awakened by the old woman's voice, which eventually became deep again. She felt sad in her heart, and she began to understand the pain that the old woman was suffering.

The last stone wall was illuminated by the mist that the old woman had melted. The girl was frightened by the red that rushed to her face, it was blood!

When the cub grows up, he and his mother find their father. But this majestic man who had once looked down on all beasts was already out of breath! He fell in the snow, and blood was pouring from his chest, and the shocking wounds were dripping with blood, dyeing all the snow under him crimson! The female beast held the pale face of the great man, raised her head and roared to the sky! The young beast howled and tugged at her father's fluffy hair, trying to pull him up...

The girl cried, and the meaning of the painting made her heart and lungs tear apart!

The female beast is late, and the lover of her life will never wake up again...

The cub was too late, and his majestic father could no longer stand up, and this was the first time he had seen his mother tell him a father...

"I hate him, it was he who abandoned me... But my son loved him, and even his father abandoned him..."

The old woman muttered to herself, her son loved his father, and she should feel happy, but with hatred. She hates her husband, but she can't give up her deep affection.

Unconsciously, the mist moved to one corner of the mural, illuminating the other. Suddenly, the mist suddenly rolled red, and the monstrous hatred rushed towards the girl like a substance!

The girl didn't know why, she was pushed backwards and staggered, and it was hard to gain a foothold. The mist continued to wash over her body, making her shout as hard as if facing a hurricane:

"Grandma, I know you are sad in your heart, but..."

"Do you know that my heart is miserable?!You show me who this is?!"

The wind stopped, and the girl finally opened her eyes and looked at the corner where the fog was finally illuminated.

In the distance, a woman in a white dress stood pretty. Different from the blood red nearby, the woman's expression was cold, without a trace of emotion! On her side, there was a snow-white spirit deer, but it was looking into the distance!

However, when the girl rubbed her eyes and focused her eyes on the cold woman's face again, she was stunned by such a look!