100,000 mountains, ancient caves to suppress demons. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After the resurrection of the beast demon, the scene of the demon suppression ancient cave has been very different from the previous appearance of the black clouds pressing down and the yin wind howling, although the sky is still dark, but the black gas gathered at the entrance of the cave has dissipated, and the yin wind that blows out from the ancient cave all year round has also disappeared without a trace.

In addition to the mountains that were still barren, only the stone statue woman standing at the entrance of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave was still standing there rain or shine.

And in front of her, dressed in bright silk clothes, was actually an extremely handsome young man, and it could even be said that he had a hint of charm.

On a face that is fairer than an ordinary woman, with thin eyebrows and red eyes, thin lips and pointed chins, if you look closely, this face is faintly similar to the stone statue woman.

It's just that the temperament on the faces of these two people is completely different!

This young man is the beast demon who was resurrected from the ancient cave of demon suppression, no one could have imagined that the demon that frightened countless people in southern Xinjiang was such a handsome young man.

From the day of his resurrection, for some reason, he did nothing, neither slaughtered nor roared in ecstasy, but just stood silently in front of the stone statue of the delicate shrine maiden, staring in silence.

A dark shadow flashed, and Kuroki floated silently from a distance, behind the boy.

"Lord Beast God."

The young man remained motionless, did not look back, and said, "How is it?" ”

Kuroki stared at his back and said, "The Thirteen Demon Kings have subdued all the remaining barbarians in the 100,000 Great Mountains and obeyed the orders of the Beast God together. ”

The young man's body moved, slowly turned around, and said lightly: "How many clans are left?" ”

Kuroki said: "Now there are only thirty-seven tribes, in the past hundred years, the dragons in the 100,000 mountains have no leader, and the barbarian tribes have killed each other, and many tribes have been wiped out. ”

The young man smiled coldly, and there was no disappointment on his face, on the contrary, there was a sense of rebellion faintly emanating from his heart. His gaze was like lightning, and it turned around Kuroki's black-gaugled face.

Kuroki suddenly felt as if his face had been burned by flames.

"Actually, it should be from the Thirty-Eight Clan..."

The young man said leisurely: "Isn't there still you, the last descendant of the Black Witch Clan!" ”

Kuroki bowed his head and was silent.

The young man slowly turned his head, his eyes fell on the face of the stone statue of the Linglong Witch again, stared at it for a long time, and suddenly shouted, "Kuroki." ”

Kuroki's body shook, and the name seemed to him like a wound carved into his heart, and every time he called, he had to hurt him once.

I only heard the young man staring at the Linglong stone statue, and suddenly there was a little more vicissitudes in his tone, and said: "After so many years, in front of Linglong, have you ever regretted it in your heart?" ”

Kuroki was silent for a long time before he whispered, "Yes." ”

The young man didn't look back, a pair of eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said quietly: "In this world, except for your eldest brother who has become a fierce spirit, only you know the relationship between me and Linglong. ”

The body under the black veil suddenly began to tremble slightly, as if he remembered the past vividly.

It's just that the young man, but he didn't pay attention to Kuroki's reaction at all, what he said, not so much to Kurogi, but to the stone statue whispering to himself, in his eyes, at this moment, there is only the stone statue of the delicate witch.

"You..."

His voice slowly revealed a bit of sadness, a bit of sadness, and a bit of indignation: "What are you for? ”

The statue was speechless and stood silent.

"In your heart, what is the common people in the world, what is the destiny of creation, is it so important?"

The young man's voice suddenly became a little excited, and slowly became louder.

"If you think those are heavier than I am, so you want to get rid of me, right?"

The expression on the young man's face appeared with a strange and bewitching cold smile: "But you know what, I don't care at all!" ”

"What bullshit providence, what sentient beings in the world, what is that?"

His expression became more and more poignant. The strange thing is that although the expression in his eyes is extremely terrifying, his appearance is more and more bewitching and beautiful, almost unlike ordinary people.

"If you want me to die, just say a word, you know? Do you know? ”

He roared sharply at the stone woman, and then, slowly, his voice fell.

"But why... You think those things are more important than yourself, more important than your own life..."

Slowly, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked the face that had been eroded by countless years of wind and frost and gradually roughened, and brushed the once gentle face in his deep memory!

The cold feeling, without a trace of warmth, slowly came from the palm of the hand.

He opened his arms and hugged him gently, holding the stone statue in his arms, and the young man's expression gradually turned into a strange gentleness. Kuroki stood behind, silently watching the eerie scene.

"I know that it was the people of the world who harmed you."

The young man half-closed his eyes and whispered like a dream, "Don't worry! I'll let everything come to you for your funeral, and then I'll come back to you..."

"You're waiting for me..."

The low voice quietly fell and finally disappeared.

The bewitching boy embraced the cold stone statue, the black-clad black wood stood tall, the dark clouds in the sky thundered, and raindrops fell from the sky.

Heavy rain fell in the wind, turning the world into a hazy world.

Faintly, Kuroki looked at it in a daze, and the raindrops fell on the stone woman's face, sliding silently—

Like tears!

Southern frontier, Qilitong.

A desolate atmosphere enveloped the whole valley, and countless Miao people poured in from all directions, standing on both sides of the road leading to the altar in the middle of the mountain, old men, children, strong men, and women.

There was endless sadness in everyone's eyes, and some women began to cry slowly, and soon, choked voices rang out from all around the crowd.

Qinglong followed behind the Miao patriarch Tu Ma Gu, solemnly holding a small blue and white urn containing the ashes of the deceased great wizard in his hand, and slowly walked towards the altar.

A pair of eyes were looking at the little blue and white urn, the young man clenched his fists, the women were crying, and the old people's faces were only desolate.

Patriarch Tu Ma Gu was also silent, his face gloomy, but he was obviously more accepting of this fact than the other Miao people.

Passing through the crowd of people in the middle of the road, through the sad eyes, the mountain wind blew gently, blowing through the small urn, as if there was a light sound, like a song, like a relief.

This is the land of my hometown!

Qinglong had already seen countless big scenes, but at this moment, he had a solemn face, and followed the Tuma Bone Patriarch step by step, and walked to the front of the altar in the middle of the mountain.

On the platform in front of the altar, there were already a circle of wizards, the older ones already had gray hair, and the younger ones still had black hair, but in their eyes, they had the same admiration.

The wizard, who looked the oldest, walked up slowly, bowed deeply to the green dragon, and said a few words in Hmong.

Qinglong didn't dare to slack off, and listened respectfully, but he didn't understand the Miao language of Southern Xinjiang, so he turned his head to look at the patriarch Tu Ma Gu.

Tu Ma Gu said in a low voice: "This is the Aries wizard, and now the wizard leader in the altar, he greets you and is very grateful to you for sending back the bones of the respected Great Wizard. ”

Qinglong said solemnly: "The great wizard is highly respected, and he has done his best for our Ghost King Sect, and what he is doing is what he is doing. ”

Tu Ma Gu whispered his words to the Aries wizard, who nodded, took a step forward, came to the green dragon, and stretched out his hands.

Qinglong solemnly handed him the small blue and white urn in his hand.

The Aries wizard took it with great importance, and at the moment when he took it, all the wizards around him suddenly broke the silence together and began to chant a strange scripture in the Miao language, the voice was faint, illusory, like a ghost whispering, like a cold moon and a light cold.

The sound of this incantation gradually became louder, and it spread far away, echoing between the mountains of Qilitong, and from the distance down the mountain, among the crowd, there was another sound of crying.

The Aries wizard saluted the green dragon and Tuma Gu, turned around and walked towards the altar with the blue and white urn in his hand, and the other wizards followed.

Qinglong looked at all this, and his ears echoed with the sound of choked cries in the distance, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Tu Ma Gu's face was gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Up and down the Miao clan, thank you for sending the Great Wizard back to his hometown." ”

Qinglong said solemnly: "The patriarch is too polite, the great wizard has a great kindness to my ghost king sect, we respect the hearts of our predecessors, and we are not inferior to you, the ghost king of this sect originally wanted to personally escort the master back, but he really has something to do, and he can't do it, so he specially entrusts me to apologize to you." ”

Tu Ma Gu nodded and said, "Lord Ghost King is too polite to be a one, please envoy here." ”

After that, he stretched out his hand, but asked the green dragon to walk towards the altar.

Qinglong was stunned in his heart, and secretly wondered, he thought that this altar was heavy, and not outsiders could enter and exit at will, could it be that this patriarch still had something to say to himself?

But he thought like this, and walked towards that side.

Sure enough, only Tu Ma Gu accompanied Qinglong into the altar, and the other Miao warriors who accompanied him did not follow, and the group of wizards just now disappeared at the moment, thinking that they had walked into the depths of the altar.

Seeing that there was no one around, Tu Ma Gu stopped, and Qinglong immediately stopped, looked at the Miao patriarch with a complicated face in front of him, and said in a low voice: "What, patriarch, is there something else?" ”

Tu Ma Gu hesitated for a moment and said, "I do have one more thing to ask the envoy." ”

Qinglong said: "Please speak." ”

Tu Ma Gu said: "The two young people who came to my Miao Qili Mountain and invited the great wizard to go go don't know what happened now?" ”

Qinglong was stunned, his heart swept over the ghostly figure, he pondered for a moment, and said: "Don't hide it from the patriarch, one of the young people is the deputy sect master of our Ghost King Sect, but at this time he is too sad, and few people know where he is, as for the other person, he is a person in the righteous path, I naturally don't know." ”

Tu Ma Gu showed a disappointed look on his face, but then he was solemn, silent for a long time, and said, "Then please wait for the opportunity to meet your deputy sect master and convey the old man's words." ”

Qinglong was faintly uneasy in his heart, but he still nodded and said, "Patriarch, please speak." ”

Tu Ma Gu's eyes looked into the dark depths of the altar, and his voice became a little erratic, and said: "Please tell me that in the Qilitong altar in southern Xinjiang that day, an old man still remembered his request. ”

Qinglong frowned, he is also an extremely smart person, he only heard it once, and he knew that most of it was Jun Wenxin and Ghost Li who promised the Miao people something, and the great wizard decided to save Baguio so desperately, but unfortunately Ghost Li was not here, otherwise he really wanted to ask, what is so important?

Thinking like this in his heart, Qinglong didn't show it on his face, but nodded solemnly and said, "Don't worry, the patriarch will definitely bring it next." ”

Tu Ma Gu sighed, and was about to say something more, when he suddenly heard a scream from outside the altar.

This whistling sound seemed to come from the sky, continuous, but dull and seemed to come out of the nine dark underground, full of killing intentions, and there was a deep and endless ferocity rolling in.

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