"Bah-!"

Qianling looked at the old man in front of her and opened her mouth again, lowered her head and leaned towards her neck, the cold hairs on her whole body stood up, her eyes widened, and she struggled violently again with her neck shrunk!

"I haven't taken a shower in months, and my body stinks and my skin is rough and my teeth are ......!"

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Lan Feng stared at this side expressionlessly, his hand playing with the blade of grass paused slightly, and gradually frowned.

"Our people have long made it clear that it is forbidden to be bloodthirsty in the living. The voice was cold, with a bit of warning.

He stared at the red-haired old man, and a thick blood color quietly flowed from the bottom of his red eyes:

"Elder Qian can't have forgotten, right?"

Feeling that the heat that seemed to be steaming out was close at hand, covering her neck, Qianling's hands and feet were cold and couldn't move, the cold hairs on her whole body stood up, she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes hard.

The hot air between the neck paused slightly,

Quietly converged, like a boom fading.

"No bloodthirsty?" the deep old voice sounded quietly, revealing a bit of surprise and banter, as if he had heard some fantasy.

The red hair was burning, the old man raised his head again, his scarlet eyes stared straight at the young man standing by the trunk of the ancient tree in the distance, and the corners of his mouth, which were cracked to the root of his ears and had not yet closed, suddenly pulled out a strange sneer:

"That's just a foul rule made by that stupid brother of yours three hundred years ago, and I've never admitted it. ”

Lan Feng stared at him, frowning slightly, his almond-shaped pupils vaguely contracted, and thick blood gradually oozed from the depths of his pupils.

Qian Lao stared at him coldly, the corners of his cracked mouth quietly closed, and he casually threw the struggling girl in his hand to the ground to the side, and the blood spread under his dark red eyes like a flame:

"Bloodthirsty is the nature of my demon clan, just like the tiger and wolf eat meat, it is in nature! Lan Yue's disobedience to the demon's nature is his own business, anyway, with his strange physique, let alone bloodthirsty, even if he doesn't eat or drink, I don't think he can die." But we're different. ”

The old man stood in the dark forest, his wide clothes fluttering in the wind, and the fire in his eyes burned:

"Three hundred years ago, all the people of my demon clan worked together to break through the sea of molten fire and regain their freedom, and they could have smashed Elenis and captured the Twelve Elements Palace, and no one can stop them from then on—"

As if remembering something, the old man's eyes were full of blood, and the unwillingness and anger that penetrated deep into the bone marrow under his eyes suddenly raged like flames:

"If it weren't for Lan Yue's stinky rule prohibiting bloodthirstiness that restricted the explosion and expansion of the clan's strength, how could my demon clan fall to this point!"

Lan Feng stared at him coldly, his eyes were bloody, and his voice was cold as if frozen:

"When the seal was destroyed three hundred years ago and the path of molten was opened, the elders had reached an agreement that after leaving the molten fire and regaining their freedom, they would also abide by the agreement and not to be cannibalistic or bloodthirsty. ”

"I remember, Qian Lao was also among the promises at the beginning, but now he has forgotten all his promises?"

"Agreements?"

The old man paused, and suddenly laughed, as if he had heard some big joke, and the wild and arrogant laughter echoed in the empty forest, and it lasted for a long time:

"Childish! That kind of boring agreement was simply imposed on us by Lan Yue! If I don't agree, how can he open the seal and help us see the light of day again?"

He smiled coldly, and there was a bit of mockery in his eyes:

"As the leader of my demon clan, I don't use my brain to think about how to take down Elenis, but I set up a bunch of stinky rules to restrict my compatriots......"

"Isn't he very strong? Hasn't he always disdained bloodlust? Isn't he confident that he can single-handedly challenge the twelve holy angels of Ehrenis?

"He's died a clean death himself, and we'll have to clean up this mess for him! For three hundred years, we've been hiding in that ghost place where there is no light of day to recuperate, and what is the difference between staying in the molten hell in the first place?"

Lan Feng stared at him, pursed his lips slightly, slowly lowered his eyelids, and did not speak.

The red hair burns and trembles in the wind. The old man stood in the lonely forest of light and shadow, his long robe reaching the ground, quietly raised by the wind.

He stared at the short-haired young man with dark purple hair by the ancient forest tree in the distance, his brows furrowed, and his blood-colored eyes revealed a bit of unfathomability:

"Don't think I don't know, after Lan Yue came back this time, you two brothers have done some good things behind our backs......"

Lan Feng paused, raised his eyes, frowned slightly, and the blood under his eyes quietly flowed.

"Before, I led the army to defeat Eren Iss alone without saying a word, and then I somehow incorporated a group of half-blood orcs into my demon clan headquarters...... What the hell is he trying to do?"

The old man smiled coldly, tilted his head slightly, and the fire under his eyes was as bright as a blazing lamp:

"Lan Feng, you tell him! I am old, but my bones are not soft, I had the ability to put him on the throne at the beginning, and now I can also pull him down! Three hundred years ago, he left this mess behind, and now as soon as he comes back, he wants to point fingers at me, don't even think about it!"

The robe is flicked, and the silver and white mandala is looming.

Lan Feng looked at the old man's blood-colored eyes that spread like flames, and thought thoughtfully. Gently lowered his eyelids and smiled faintly:

"It seems that the fire in Qian's belly is not just holding back for a day or two, but I don't have the spare time to spread the word for others, if you are dissatisfied, you should go and tell my brother yourself." ”

Qian Lao looked at the indifference on his face, smiled coldly, and his eyes were still burning:

"Naturally, I'll go to Lan Yue to have a good talk. When I dig out all the stupid things he did, it won't be as simple as chatting. ”

He raised his eyebrows slightly, the blood flowing under his eyes quietly converged, and his voice was as faint as boiling water and regained his calmness again:

"Lan Feng...... You two brothers, let's do it for yourselves. ”

Chestnut hair smudged with a hint of golden sunlight and supple over the shoulders.

Qianling put her hands and feet together, like a chicken tied by a rope falling among the soft grass on the side, swaying but still unable to break free.

The hands, wrists, feet, and necks seemed to be firmly entangled by some invisible rope, unable to break free and unable to move.

She collapsed on the edge of the soft grass, looked up at the domineering back of the red-haired old man in front of her, and pursed her lips slightly.

This person......

It looks like it's very powerful.

Judging from the conversation between him and Lan Feng just now, he seems to be very dissatisfied with Xiao Yue...... He also spoke harshly and uninhibitedly, not at all like the old men he had seen in the forest before, who seemed respectful and easy-going.

However, the strangest and most creepy thing is that this person seems to want to eat her, or raw......

Qianling swallowed her saliva, her whole body trembled, and she unconsciously shrank her neck.

Looking at Lan Feng's appearance, it seems that he has no intention of saving her...... At this time, if you want to save your life, you still have to rely on yourself.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm the panic in her heart. While quietly surveying the back of the red-haired old man, he slowly moved slowly towards the back of the forest like a clumsy caterpillar lying on the ground.