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Lan Yue looked at him, her eyes were dark red and bloody, and her voice was still flat:

"I said no. ”

Lan Feng stepped forward a little anxiously: "Why?"

"Brother, I know that you have always cared about other people's opinions, nor do you care about this king's throne, but not everyone thinks so. ”

"In today's demon clan, whether we or others, what we have in our hearts is no longer the original desire to regain freedom when we were in the sea of molten fire, such as Qian Shu, who are ambitious people, whether bright or dark, countless, they have long been eyeing this throne, but out of fear of you and Ellens, they are watching and dare not make a move......"

"Qian Shu is ambitious, but if he is really sure to sit on the throne, he will not have to wait for the whole three hundred years. ”

The long eyelashes droop lightly, smeared with the warm fire of the lantern outside the window, hazy and soft. Lan Yue stared at the rising incense, and her voice was faint, without the slightest fluctuation:

"With Qian Shu's ability, if he really wants to obstruct and destroy the implementation of the resurrection array technique, it is impossible for you to succeed so easily, and I will not be able to come back like this. ”

Lan Feng frowned slightly, and said hurriedly:

"But that's because ......"

"That's because he needs my strength. The voice was cold and unwavering.

"Yes," Lan Feng bowed, "our clan has always respected strength, and the capable are kings. Three hundred years ago, if it weren't for my brother, you broke through the seal of Ellens, opened the passage, and opened the path of molten lava...... I'm afraid we're still suffering from the scorching heat in that sea of molten fire. ”

"This king is in you, brother, and he deserves his name. And Qian Shu ...... Although he secretly has many supporters and complicated connections with various ethnic groups, he is not strong enough after all, and he is embarrassed to take on heavy responsibilities. ”

Lan Feng looked at his side face smeared in the soft lantern firelight, and his eyes became deep and solemn again:

"But no matter what, Qian Shu is one of the most respected elders of the Demon Clan for thousands of years, with strong strength and deep roots. Although his own strength is not good, he has to swallow his anger and hand over the throne to others, but he will never really be willing to let a junior teenager ride on his head, and one day he will ......"

"Someday, he'll come and get everything he's supposed to get back. The voice was faint, as if it had been expected for a long time.

The night breeze lingers, the shadows of the trees outside the window sweep, and the firelight swayes.

The long hair was flicked lightly, and the fire was intense. Lan Yue looked at the shadows sweeping outside the window, a black robe danced in the wind, and her clothes flew over:

"Whether it's Qian Shu or the other elders in the clan, they are afraid of me, but they need me. They hope that I can lead the demon clan back to the top, and they also hope that this powerful but unstable force can be firmly controlled in their own hands......"

"But as long as Ellens is still approaching, the demon clan is still in danger, the Aurora Sky Lock has not yet been broken, and the path of molten lava has not yet begun...... They will not, and will not dare to, act rashly. ”

Lan Feng looked at him, his brows furrowed slightly:

"But it's always a hidden danger, brother...... You can't be too soft-hearted, if you don't move them, they will move you one day, it's better to ...... now"

"Lan Feng...... I'm already dead. ”

The voice was soft, understated, cold and indifferent, as if talking about something irrelevant.

Lan Feng looked at him stunned, his eyes trembling slightly.

The long hair hangs down like a waterfall to the waist, and the long hair is full of orange and red fire, and the brilliance is scorching.

Lan Yue turned her face to look at him, her long eyelashes lifted slightly, revealing her magnificent dark red eyes:

"No matter what happens, I'm not afraid. Not needed, and not necessarily. ”

"Now that I'm back, I'll do what I'm supposed to do, and as for the rest...... The throne or the right...... When it's all over, I'll give him what he wants. ”

The short dark purple hair hangs down softly and falls to the ear, and the black camellia stud earring in the left ear shines slightly.

Lan Feng slowly lowered his head, and his voice was very soft:

"Brother...... Don't say such things, what dead people don't die...... You are my only and last relative in this world......"

The voice was low, and there was a faint tremor in it.

"For three hundred years, I have been guarding this place, guarding the Demon Clan, being cautious and taking every step of the way...... For the sake of Mother, for the sake of Axue, for the day when the Demon Clan truly gets rid of the shackles and lives in the sun from now on......"

"But if you're not even there, brother, what's the point of me staying here?"

Long hair is lightly brushed, white cheeks are bathed in orange fire, and delicate contours are looming.

Lan Yue looked at him quietly, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and her voice was low like a sigh:

"Lan Feng...... Break the seal, open the passage, and free the people who have been imprisoned in the molten fire for thousands of years, and let them regain their freedom...... You and I are not enough. ”

"Qian Shu and the other elders are all elders of the demon clan, and they are highly respected, and their prestige, experience, or connections should not be underestimated. Their power is indispensable if they want to revive the Demon Clan and defend against Elenis. Now is not the time for infighting. ”

Lan Feng slowly lowered his head:

"I understand...... However, my brother ......"

Frowning slightly, Lan Feng looked at him, his eyes revealing a trace of worry:

"I'm afraid they'll ...... you"

The night breeze rises, and the lanterns outside the window are flickering, and the light and shadow are dappled.

The long strands of hair were bathed in the scorching fire, and the strands fluttered around the waist.

The red pupils are beautiful, and the blood is overflowing.

Lan Yue slowly lowered her eyelashes, and the corners of her lips hooked a shallow arc:

"Then you have to have the ability to do it first. ”

Lan Feng looked at him quietly, and an unfathomable smile gradually appeared on his lips, and he slowly bowed: "I understand." ”

"Let's get down to business," Lan Yue looked at him, her eyes a little more solemn, "How's the dark core going on?"

Lan Feng handed him the few documents in his hand, "These dark cores are all collected from all over Galandelle, some are extracted from the lower dark demons, some are collected from the roots of plants, and now they are used to make new armor. ”

Lan Feng looked at him, a little hesitant:

"Just ......"

"Just what?"

"It's just that it hasn't been tested on humans yet, so I don't know how effective it is. After all, the Angelic Light is indeed a deadly existence for our race, especially the Daylight Holy Light...... That's probably not something a small piece of armor can resist. ”

Lan Yue flipped through the information in her hand, and her voice was faint:

"How do you know if you don't try. ”

Lan Feng bowed respectfully: "Yes, I will arrange the slave for the experiment immediately......"

"No, I don't. ”

Lan Feng was stunned, looked at him with some doubts, his eyes flashed slightly, as if he understood something, and his eyes gradually revealed surprise:

"Brother, you don't want to ...... it yourself?"