"I think you're like a demon. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Huoyan said suddenly.

"Why?"

Huo Yan looked at this man in black robe, who seemed to still have a shadow around him even when he stood in the noon sun, and said, "Since I saw you, until now, there has always been blood and killing around you, and I don't know how many people have died because of you; ”

"Aren't all those blood and killings what you dreamed of?" Lu Chen asked rhetorically, "Have you ever thought that maybe it is actually you who is the evil ghost, and I am just helping you, or is it when you are persecuted?"

Huoyan stared at Lu Chen's eyes, bloodshot appeared in his eyes, took a step forward, his voice seemed to become a little hoarse, and said, "You dare to say this about me?"

Lu Chen was not afraid, and even a cold smile appeared on his face, at that moment, he seemed to have completely transformed into a real ruthless evil ghost, holding an invisible and cold blade, slashing the heart of this barbarian one by one.

"Am I not telling the truth?" he said, and sneered.

This time Huoyan was silent for a long time, probably with the passage of time, the original tension between them gradually eased, after a while, Huoyan's face gradually returned to calm, and when he looked at Lu Chen again, there was a little more complicated look in his eyes, but he said half-frankly and half-seriously: "I originally thought that maybe we could become friends, but now, it seems that it is not possible." ”

Lu Chen shook his head and said calmly: "My friend wouldn't blackmail me like this. ”

Huoyan nodded and said, "You're right, I did this wrong from the beginning, but it doesn't matter, even after you leave, as long as I am here, the Black Fire Clan will not collapse, and we will continue to follow the glory of our ancestors." ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head slightly, his eyes were a little wandering, as if he was looking at some unknown place in this barren meadow, stunned, and after a while, he said: "Tell me the method that can control the priests, as long as it really works, I will tell you the secret path to return to the north and let you leave." ”

"Good. Lu Chen didn't hesitate and agreed directly.

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The wind blew from the wasteland, blowing this barren grassland to the ground, and when they were about to go back, Lu Chen asked Huoyan and said, "I heard that these days, you often like to come here to walk around and meditate when you are fine?"

Huoyan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and said, "I don't come often, so I occasionally come out and walk around." ”

Lu Chen said: "This place is good. ”

Huoyan was silent for a moment and said, "Do you want to say anything?"

Lu Chen said: "I heard that when your son Huoying and a group of old guys united against you, he was driven away here after the defeat?"

Huoyan raised his head, glanced at Lu Chen deeply, and nodded after a while, "Yes." ”

Lu Chen shrugged his shoulders and said, "I didn't know about this at the time, otherwise, maybe I would have advised you not to let him go." ”

"Why?"

Lu Chen said lightly: "Fire Eagle has the same bloodline as you, in the wasteland where the inheritance of the tribal bloodline is very important, he is naturally the inheritor of the Black Fire Clan, and he is also the only person who can threaten you now." ”

Huoyan suddenly changed color, and said angrily: "What do you mean, do you want me to kill your only son with my own hands? Your mind is so vicious, I'm afraid that even the evil ghost can't compare to you!"

Lu Chen stared at him, but after a while, he sighed lightly, shook his head and said, "Actually, I didn't mean that, I just reminded you that there is this possibility." If I had been here that day, I would have asked you to detain him in the tribe and confine him, instead of driving him away, and there might be some hidden dangers in the future. ”

Huoyan's face was still pale, and he said coldly: "This is my housework, you don't have to worry about it." ”

Lu Chen didn't think it was wrong, it seemed that he was also a little tired, smiled bitterly, and said: "Forget it, that's fine, at least whether it's you or me, everyone still has a little humanity in the end, so as not to become a real demon." ”

"Gone. He waved his hand and turned to walk towards the tribal camp. But at this moment, suddenly the voice of Huoyan came from behind him, and he was heard to say: "You are on the side of the northern human race, do you have family or friends?"

Lu Chen's body paused and said, "What are you asking for?"

Huoyan said: "With such a cold heart and a ruthless temperament like you, I can't imagine that you will have a family, and everyone who is around you will suffer misfortune in the end, and will there be no good end?"

Lu Chen's body shook violently, and at that moment, his hands hanging in his sleeve robe clenched violently, and his nails sank deep into the flesh. His gaze looked to the far north, and under that distant sky, there was an emptiness.

He sneered, wanting to sneer at this barbarian who was full of nonsense without knowing the heavens and the earth, but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly lost his voice.

He couldn't say anything about rebuttals and ridicule.

He didn't look back, and finally just walked away in silence without saying a word.

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"Devil, hehe, you're the real devil!"

Huoyan waited for the distant back, muttering a sentence in his mouth. His face looked a little strange at the moment, blue and white, his eyes wandered, and he slowly turned around, looking at the desolate barren meadow in front of him and behind him.

Overgrown with weeds, like painful beings struggling and crying out on this barren land!

His face suddenly turned white, and there was a bit of fear in his eyes, but soon, this fear was dispelled by a stronger force. He took a deep breath, then walked forward, the grass trembling beneath his feet, trampled in the barren and dry dirt.

There was only the wind in the wasteland, blowing bitterly.

Like the roar of a demon.

Deep in the barren meadows, the igneous rocks found a large rock, which was pressed against a patch of weeds, covered with sharp and rough edges and corners. The igneous rock looked at the rock for a moment, then walked over and slowly sat down on the stone.

The cold wind blew, and the smell of fresh weeds came around him, and he looked down slightly, and saw the broken wounds and scattered leaves on the stems and leaves of the weeds, which were crushed by the rocks and could not move.

He sat alone and quietly, and then suddenly and slowly put his head in his hands, buried his whole head in his knees, and curled the whole person into a ball.

"Demons!"

He roared lowly, his voice trembling and terrible, as if a terrible ghost had appeared in front of his eyes, trying to devour him all and drag him into the Yellow Springs Hell.

"Devil!" he shouted again in a hoarse voice.

But in this barren meadow, only the cold wind echoed his voice.

"Ghost ......"

His last voice, scattered powerlessly in the wind, disappeared into the shadows in this corner where no one heard or seen, with all his fragility and guilt.

Before you know it, it's getting late, and the night is coming.