"Descendants, ......?"

Lan Feng was slightly stunned, frowning:

In other words, the orc clan's extermination of the Chilian snake clan back then was not complete...... Could there be fish that slipped through the net?"

Lan Yue looked at him, noncommittal. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lan Feng looked at the crimson snake scales in his hand and thought thoughtfully:

"But if it's really the undead of the Red Snake who returns with hatred, then they should also be looking for the orcs...... Why is it in my Demon Clan's stronghold?"

"There's another point worth digging into. ”

Lan Feng slowly raised his head and looked at Lan Yue in front of him, frowning slightly:

"Even if they are as strong as the Red Snake Clan, it is impossible for them to silently cross the barrier and enter the inside of the stronghold. Although the enchantments of Galandelle's strongholds were not arranged by me, the structure of the formation was the same as the enchantment at the bottom of the valley. ”

"Looking at this world, there are very few people who can easily decipher the enchantment forged by my Lan Feng. Then there's only one possibility......"

Lan Yue looked at him and gradually frowned.

Lan Feng coldly stared at the crimson snake scales in his hand, and his eyes were faintly filled with blood:

"This snake entered the stronghold in the open. In other words, it may have gained the trust of the caretaker through some kind of camouflage, and then entered the interior of the barrier unimpeded......"

"But what I'm worried about is what did it do to make the guards and guards of the stronghold, who have always been heavily guarded, let their guard down and let them go at will?"

The wind rises, and the leaves of the green and green sacred wood flutter in the drizzle, sprinkling crystal raindrops.

Lan Yue stood among the flickering shadows, her robe brushed lightly, and strands of black hair swayed softly from her waist.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, and he stared at the leaves of the sacred tree swaying in the drizzle, thoughtfully:

"Maybe ......"

"Lord Lanyue, Lord Lanfeng!"

Suddenly, a panicked voice came from below.

The black membranous wings stretched, and the black-clothed guards in black armor appeared on a slender branch between the canopy of the sacred tree below, respectfully saluting the figures above:

Lan Feng followed the voice and looked into the sky:

"What are you doing in a panic, just say what you have to say. ”

"Yes!" the guard saluted again, his eyes flashed, and his deep voice was full of anxiety, "I just received news that three strongholds in Galandelle have been raided by Ellens one after another in the early hours of this morning! At present, several strongholds close to the surrounding area are rushing to support, but the situation is still very serious......"

His eyes flashed slightly, Lan Feng stared at him, his scarlet eyes gradually became bloody, and his cold voice revealed a bit of surprise and doubt:

"You say...... Ellen Is?!"

The wind hunts, and the clouds surge.

The mountain breeze brought a strong fishy smell, shuttling through the cracked and collapsed roofs and rolling up the broken dead leaves everywhere.

The girl sat cross-legged on top of the ruins, her gray robe hanging diagonally over her shoulders, the tassels were lightly sprinkled, and the silver umbilical ring shone from her white belly.

The smell of blood fills the nose.

Hundreds of corpses were piled up among the rubble, torn membrane wings, broken tail spines, blurred, like bricks piled on the ground.

Bloody.

The surrounding mountains and forests were lush with trees, and a huge and vast spherical enchantment shrouded the sky, but it was like cracked glass that was incomplete, and there were several huge tears in it.

The sky was dark and the clouds were long.

Sprinkle a few icy raindrops.

Crackling splinters of light drifted down from the gap, interspersed with an inconspicuous pale green leaf.

The white tender fingers stretched out the sharp and transparent finger claws, palms up, and gently held up.

Light and petite pale green clover floated down like swirling snowflakes into her palm.

"That's it. "Lazy voice.

The girl smiled faintly, her fingertips twisted lightly, and the pale green leaves silently shattered, turning into pale green fluorescent light that dissipated with the wind, and then slowly coalesced, turning into a tender green and light clover again, drifting to the sky with the wind.

The girl jumped up from the ruins with a carp, stretched lazily, and moved her hands and feet.

Looking up at the pale green clover rising in the sky, the corners of her lips curled into a leisurely smile, and her white and slender wings slowly stretched out behind her:

"Next one. ”

Meanwhile.

On the other side of the vastness of Galandal, the same ruins of the wall.

Smoke billowed from the earth, sinking into the clouds, stirring the drowsy clouds.

The pungent and choking smell permeates the mountains and trees, and the blazing fire will be lit up.

Bitter cries and screams resounded through the plains and valleys, and the rivers were red with blood, like the veins of the earth.

The enchantment is cracked, and the light chips are flying.

Isolated villages and towns appeared in the world, burning with flames, and the flames of the sky burned everything to the ground.

Chirp –

The chirping of ethereal birds came from far in the air.

As if the clouds had crashed, huge and slender white birds descended from the sky above the mountains, and huge shadows spilled onto the village floor, obscuring the raging fires and the fleeing crowds.

The huge wings that cover the sky are unfurled, the wind is blowing, the houses are collapsing, and the mountains and rivers are shaking!

"Wow Wow Wow Wow ......"

The barefoot children in the ruins curled up in a ball and cried loudly, and the little hands covered in dust and blood kept pushing their mothers who were drenched in blood among the ruins.

The flames swept through, and countless demon clansmen hugged the cold corpses of their relatives, their pale faces reflecting the scorching fire.

Whew—

A heavy roar resounded through the towns and villages, and a tall white tiger dragged a blood-mottled demon corpse all the way, and the long blood trail spread all the way.

Angry shouts rang out from all around, and several demon guards pounced on the brute with their wings outstretched, their outstretched claws and raised tail spikes......

But he didn't have time to penetrate into the body of the tall beast, and he was already flying straight away with a pair of impressively spread wings!

Oh......!

The snow-white white wings were full and powerful, spreading from the sides of the strong white tiger's body, and with a strong spread, the heavy giant beast had dragged the prey in its mouth up to the fallen eaves in a blink of an eye, devouring and biting!

The shadow shuttled, and the agile and light ocelot shuttled through the fleeing crowd, and the tip of the long tail trembled slightly, turning into a vertical and sharp tail thorn, which penetrated into the surrounding flesh one after another, and with a flick, another bloody corpse flew out and hit the side of the collapsed house with a muffled sound!

The sea of fire was long, and the mountains and forests were burned.

Thick smoke rises from the ground and covers the rivers and mountains. Mars flew away, as if the end had come.

The spilled clover mingled with the thick smoke and blew away.

The top of the distant mountain.

The breeze is overflowing, and the leaves are rustling.

Young and skillfully standing on the branches of tall ancient trees, wearing a short white robe, fresh and simple, like a boy next door.

The wind blows, and the green leaves flutter.

Billowing smoke rose from the horizon, connecting with the drowsy clouds.

The sea of fire was vast, but the terrible cry was silent in the wind, and it was impossible to reach this distant land.

The boy looked at the sky, and with a tender green clover in his mouth, he blew a long and long tune.

The soft short light chestnut hair stroked from the slightly pale cheeks, and a pair of clear amber eyes on the slightly delicate and immature face seemed to flow with streams, but there was no look.

The breeze is blowing, and the leaves are flying.

The sound of the leaf flute, following the trajectory of the wind, wandered to an unknown distance.