"I, what can I do, you think I want to come here without His Majesty's order. Yan Ling replied angrily, but between the lines he couldn't hide his weakness.

"Is that really the case? If you continue to lie to me, then the fire bolt in my hand will also become a messenger of the wind, leading you to hell. Zhou Zhifeng said, quickly rotating his body, taking two steps forward, and pointing the fire gun at Yan Ling's chest.

"What exactly do you want to ask?" Yan Ling pretended to be puzzled, but looking at Zhou Zhifeng in front of him, the assistant that the emperor had arranged for him, he was not able to admit any facts that were not related to this operation.

"Well, since you're wary of me and don't want to tell me your true purpose, I'll ask you a different way. Zhou Zhifeng said, and by the way, he moved his right hand wrapped in bandages, and took the fire gun back to the left-hand side.

"What kind of question? Is it the same disguised question as this one?" Yan Ling smiled and pointed to Zhou Zhifeng's right hand, which was now moving freely.

"It's just a way to get there, and you and I are the same way. Zhou Zhifeng also smiled.

Looking at Zhou Zhifeng, who had a similar expression to him, Yan Ling breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

If you weren't a person with desire, you wouldn't have such an intriguing smile.

"What do you want to ask?" Yan Ling said.

"Have you heard of the legends that belong to the Lost City?"

"Legends? Of course I've heard of it. Isn't it that the ground and the sky are opened at the same time, and the dragons will reappear. Is the Lost City the second altar that belongs to the dragons? You ask me about this, is it a slander on my memory?" Yan Ling replied a little angrily.

"Memory? No, it's not needed in the Lost City. Besides, among the people who belong to the wind, it is not of much value. Zhou Zhifeng said leisurely.

"Is it a people of the wind?does it have anything to do with the Lost City?" Yan Ling continued to ask, his left hand moving backwards slowly at a speed barely visible to the naked eye.

The Imperial Torch he carried with him was also pinned to his waist.

"All the legends that belong to the Lost City also belong to the people of the wind. Our ancestors lived here for 10,000 years, and created a sacred civilization based on the wind. Those ancient technologies and ancient magic have been sleeping in this lost city for nearly 10,000 years. Isn't that what you're here for?" Zhou Zhifeng's last sentence almost roared with anger.

It seems to be a heartfelt emotion.

"You, how do you know?" replied Yan Ling, looking a little flustered.

"You know, that's not all. ”

"Impossible, this is a legend from the ancients, except for the old Demon Source Master from the Emperor of the Upper Death Period, no one knows this secret. ”

"So you've heard of it, and I'd love to hear your version now. Zhou Zhifeng whispered, and put the fire gun against Yan Ling's eyebrows.

"What? do you want to know this secret too, or do you want to open the Lost City too?" Yan Ling asked nervously.

Although he had just experienced a heavy rain, and the temperature in the forests of the Lost City was not very high, his forehead was already covered with sweat.

"Interesting, I want you to keep going. Zhou Zhifeng turned to smile fiercely.

"Listen to me, if you really want to restart the Lost City and gain the technology and power in it, you shouldn't threaten me, you should bring the sacrifice behind you and the Dragon Realm Stone on my chest. The Dragon Realm Stone can open the gates of the Lost City, and the sacrifice can be used with the Dragon Realm Stone to provide the city with more than a hundred years of magical power for you to trend. Yan Ling paused, still looking a little nervous.

"Go on, why don't you say it?" Zhou Zhifeng urged: "If you stop, the bullets belonging to the wind will go with the wind." ”

"Don't, you listen to me. I don't care how you learned this secret, but with you alone, even if you open the Lost City, you can only be a lonely city lord who dies here. If you leave me behind, we will work together, and with the technology and magic in the Lost City, we can completely keep the dragons at bay. In this way, if Your Majesty does not have the help of the dragons, and is trapped in the Lost City, he has no son, and I am the only heir to this empire. With such power, I will definitely be able to sit firmly on the throne of the Flame Empire. Whatever you want, I can give it to you. ”

"Is that all?" Zhou Zhifeng still seemed a little dissatisfied.

"The power of the Lost City, right. I don't know anything else, I just know that once we reach the core area, infused with the power of fire, we will be able to control the great power that destroys all living beings in this world. A hundred years is enough time for us to get anything we want. Yan Ling's speed of speech was very fast, but Zhou Zhifeng, who was listening in front of him, listened with relish.

Even when Yan Ling's words ended, he didn't come back to his senses for a while, just quietly raised the fire hammer to look at him.

This minute-long eye contact seemed like a long century to Yan Ling.

Finally, under Zhou Zhifeng's laughter, he breathed a sigh of relief again.

"Hahaha, my captain. Do you think that this lost city has only the power to destroy everything? you don't even know what this power is, what it belongs to, you don't even know what the ancient technology in this city is, how to use it, and you dare to betray the emperor and the empire. ”

"So, your interest in all this just now is just to make me confess?" Yan Ling smiled bitterly.

"No, no, it's not. Zhou Zhifeng hurriedly denied the three links, and changed the fire gun back to his right hand, aiming at Yan Ling's chest.

"I mean, you're not the only one betraying the Empire. Yan Wu, Yan Hai, Lin Hai, Ye Gu, Lin Zhao, Luo Heng, and even you and me are all traitors to the empire. But the only people who can access the true power of the Lost City are you and me right now. ”

"What are you trying to express?"

"Isn't it the act of a fool that you dared to control this lost city without even understanding the essence and source of its power, and you didn't even recognize the danger of this city, so you fantasized about the throne of the Flame Empire?" Zhou Zhifeng sneered, and took a step forward, almost facing Yan Ling's face.

Although the two were about the same height and size, Zhou Zhifeng was confident that he had struggled for many years at the bottom of the Fire Empire and those dangerous battlefields, and even if Yan Ling wanted to make a move now, he would not be able to get a little advantage on him.

Even the firearm that had pulled the trigger had not left his chest.

"Do you know all about this?" Yan Ling asked rhetorically, still with a look of fear.

"Of course, as I told you, this lost city once belonged to the people of the wind, and all its magic and technology came from the wind. And I am the descendant of this nation. This lost city is where we once lived, otherwise, how could I have been dormant for so many years after waking up?"

"The nation of the wind, wake up?" Yan Ling asked, looking a little incredulous.

"You have never known me, so you will not know the pain that belongs to me. You have never had an in-depth understanding of the Lost City, so naturally you don't know that there is a people who belong to the wind. No, it's not that you haven't understood. It is this empire that does not allow anyone to understand this. Indeed, half of this place belongs to the dragon clan, and the ancestor of your empire, Yan Jun, has completely erased this history in order to ensure the sleep of the dragon clan, or to protect the dragon clan. You don't even know that there is a magical power attribute that is wind. ”

"Wind Demon Source Force, this continent doesn't exist, does it? Yan Ling took a half step back and shook his head in surprise.

"You only know that there are five kinds of low-level demonic source powers in this world, such as gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, as well as two kinds of higher-level demonic source powers, light and dark. But this is just the name of your Flame Empire, and it is not surprising that you are influenced by the local Taoism to define the power of the demon source in this way. But the trees are often subjected to strong winds. Only those plants and trees that have been baptized by the wind can thrive and grow into towering trees. ”

"I haven't heard of that. ”

Then you have never heard of this proverb from the west. ”

"What?" Yan Ling said curiously.

"Trees nourish all things, and winds nourish living things. Wounds that have been nourished by trees can be healed, but souls that have been nourished by the wind can be intact. This is the motto of my former people. It's just a pity that when I woke up from the ice and crossed half the world to search, I didn't find any children belonging to the wind. There are only a few poor tree admirers, and they are only one of the few people in this world. Zhou Zhifeng said, revealing a sad emotion from his eyes.

Yan Ling is very familiar, that is loneliness.

"So you want to restart the Lost City to resurrect your people?" Yan Ling guessed, he wanted to follow Zhou Zhifeng's words to divert his attention.

"Not really. They're just lost somewhere, and I can feel that they're not completely gone. And it is precisely because of this that I need to reopen the Lost City to show the power of the wind and summon all the people who belong to the wind back. It just so happens that your ambition can be exploited by me. I know that this city is already tainted with half of the power of the dragon clan, so isn't it just right for the wind type demon source power, plus you, the owner of the flame demon source power, to use everything here perfectly?"

"Do you mean you want me to work with you?" Yan Ling asked, tentatively.

"Cooperation, are you worthy? Your life is now in my hands, and you are not qualified to cooperate with me. ”

"What do you want?"

"It's very simple, according to my arrangement, destroy the Dragon Realm Stone and the sacrifices, and restart the city with me in the core. It just so happened that below the Lost City was now the imperial capital of the Flame Empire, so let the city cover the imperial capital, and restore the entire area of a hundred kilometers around it to a world of trees and wind. Zhou Zhifeng said, and actually laughed fiercely, it seemed that his victory was close at hand.

"You're crazy!" Yan Ling said angrily: "You're killing people! Regardless of the citizens in the imperial capital, just say that the imperial capital destroys this country and paralyzes it, it is better for you to make me the emperor of the empire, and all power will be handed over to you." This way you can control the power of the Lost City as a deterrent. With the Flame Empire, you can do whatever you want. ”

"There's no need for that. You know, I am a people of the winds, and I am fed up with the ice that buried me for millennia, and the flames of the Flame Empire. Now, I just want to be immersed in the wind. Zhou Zhifeng said, and once again pressed Yan Ling's chest with a fire gun.

"You, you're going to get nothing like that. Yan Ling said half-threateningly.

"All I need is the wind and the lost city is enough, can you imagine how I spent my time without the wind?"