Yin Zuo's face suddenly tightened, his whole body trembled, he raised his head to look at Long Zhan, and then tears couldn't help flowing from his eyes.

"What's going on?" Long Xi was shocked in his heart, "Is this really the case?"

Long Zhan stroked his beard and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to eat people?"

Yinzuo nodded heavily while crying, and said truthfully: "The subordinates try their best to control it every day, and every time they want to bite someone, they use animal blood to resolve it, but now the situation seems to be getting more and more serious, in fact, the food is becoming more and more useless, and if this continues, the subordinates will harm people one day."

After saying this, a trace of absoluteness suddenly flashed on his face, Long Zhan seemed to understand what was in his heart at the moment, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't be in a hurry to seek death."

Yinzuo said sadly: "Am I still saved?"

Long Zhan let out a long sigh of relief, and said in a deep voice: "It's hard to say whether it will be saved or not, but there is a prescription, you may be able to give it a try."

Long Xi couldn't help but exclaim, "Is there such an antidote?"

Long Zhan shook his head, "This is exactly the same as what was recorded in the family history two hundred years ago, the signs before the demon was born", as he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at the giant sword behind him, and muttered: "It seems that what Trigger Ye said is right, the demon sword that suppressed Dao Ran is no longer working."

The mountain wind became more and more urgent, and the whining sound became louder and louder, as if a tsunami was about to occur, and like the evil spirits of hell were about to be born.

"What should I do?" Long Xi only felt a tingling on his scalp, when the legend was still a story, no one would care, but if it became an established fact, it would be like the end of the world, and everyone would die.

Long Zhan's face was surprisingly calm, this is the tradition of the Long family for a long time, the more urgent it is, the more quiet it is.

The more Long Xi looked at him and didn't speak, the more panicked he became.

"Old man, get an idea."

Long Zhan sighed deeply, shook his head and said, "If the legend is true, there is no way at all."

Long Xi turned around twice in place, and said uneasily: "Is it really like the legend, the evil demon was born and the living beings were extinct?"

Long Zhan looked calm on his face, but a fire had already ignited in his heart, and he said anxiously: "You ask me, what can I do?"

Long Xi said: "Isn't there a way to deal with it in the family history?"

Long Zhan said desperately: "No, there is no record, it seems that the war two hundred years ago was also a chance coincidence."

Long Xi hesitated in his heart and said, "Could it be that it was controlled by luck two hundred years ago, so there is no specific way?"

Long Zhan said: "Maybe so, otherwise the ancestors wouldn't say nothing."

Long Xi said: "Since we can find a way to deal with it two hundred years ago, can we still wait for death two hundred years later?"

Long Zhan smiled bitterly: "Having said that, if that demon is really alive, it is not something that we mortals can deal with, maybe it really needs to be a god."

"Heavenly God?" Long Xi was a little stunned, "Is there really an immortal?"

Long Strategy said: "There are all demons, why can't there be gods?"

"It makes sense", Long Xi comforted himself a little: "Everything in this world is mutually reinforcing, if there is fire, there must be water, and if there are ghosts, there will be gods, maybe there will really be gods in the sky to save us."

As they spoke, the three of them simultaneously glanced back at the giant sword towering above the clouds in the distance.

"Isn't that sword an example", Long Xi's face finally showed a little relief, patted his ass and said: "Let's go, let's go, don't worry about it, maybe it's really a legend."

Although he said this, he had already made up his mind that "this place will be fenced off early tomorrow morning, and no one will be allowed to enter."

Long Xi walked out for a long time, and suddenly turned around and said, "Old man, what are you doing, why don't you leave?"

Long Zhan didn't follow him out, but turned around and walked towards the giant sword full of the evil aura of death, waved his hand and said, "You guys go, I have to stay and guard."

Long Xi stopped and shouted, "You stay, what can you do, in case there is really a demon."

Long Zhan turned his head and smiled: "The old man is over seventy years old, don't worry about me, don't be afraid of death."

Long Xi frowned and said, "You...... It's very evil here, how can you stay alone."

Long Zhan had a smile on his face, lying on a big stone next to the giant sword, the dark shadow immediately drowned his figure, and his voice came faintly: "Go back, it was the responsibility of the Long family to protect this place, I have nothing to fear as a bad old man."

Long Xi couldn't see him, he was a little anxious, some people always occupy a very important weight in their hearts, usually fine, once they face danger, they can't help but worry.

He ran back desperately and called, "Old man, you come back to me, who made you so willful".

He ran back, circled around the giant sword twice, but never saw Long Zhan's figure, and immediately felt a little anxious, "The old man is gone."

Thinking of the bloody cannibalism scene just now, Long Xi's heart was furious, and he roared angrily: "Stinky old man, get out."

"Ouch", Long Zhan suddenly appeared from behind him, and gave him a burst of chest, saying: "Bastard boy, why are you back again, and you dare to scold Lao Tzu."

Long Xi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a lot more comfortable in his heart all of a sudden, the importance of some people is like this, he can't feel it like air when he is there, once he is not there one day, the loss in his heart is like the last breath in his body has been sucked away, as if he has lost the whole world.

Most of the meaning of life is gone.

Some people are sometimes like air, they can't feel it when they're there, and it's fatal to lose it.

Long Xi stomped his feet and said, "Where have you been?"

Long Zhan snorted his nose and said disapprerovitically: "The old man is old, and he urins a lot, why do you ask everything, it's endless."

Long Xi's face twitched with anger, "You...... I'm worried, no matter how bastard you are, you're also my dad, how can I let you ......".

The old man sighed, and Leng Buding gave him a loud burst, "Good words can't be said more smoothly", he paced a few steps with his hands behind his back and said: "Why are you bastard so worried about me, do you have no confidence in the old martial arts?"

Long Xi couldn't help but interrupt him, and said, "Where do you want to go, if it's a competition between people, I naturally don't need to worry about you, but isn't there a demon now, in case it ......", gradually his voice became smaller and smaller, and he didn't even dare to think about some words.

The old man laughed uncharacteristically, "To put it bluntly, you just can't believe me, forget it, I won't tell you, I still need you to worry about my age, it's a joke, you take care of yourself."

Long Xi suddenly said stubbornly: "Do you want to go back with me, I don't want to lose you, bastard old man, if there is a demon, I should solve it, not you."

(End of chapter)