The first demon general under the evil seat of the flower - the ink-blooded lion, whose name is 'Mo Lan'.

Mo Lan is not the strongest demonic beast under the Flower Evil Seat, but she is the one who has been following the Flower Evil for the longest time.

More than sixty years ago, the Ink-Blood Lion Clan attacked humans and was wiped out by the Jin Family, one of the three major families of the year, and Mo Lan was the last Ink-Blood Lion in the clan.

That year, the Jin family brandished their swords and killed his parents in front of him without hesitation, and the young man who took the lead in the next second aimed the sword at him.

He was just a young lion, with no strength and no fangs. But he is already a little conscious, he does not hate humans, nor does he resent humans. He had eaten the flesh of humans that his father had hunted and had drunk human blood. Since their clan can attack humans for no reason, they will naturally be killed by humans. In this world, the strong survive, and Warcraft is even more so. He knew all this, he knew it from the beginning.

His eyes widened, and the sword of the young man of the Jin family was getting closer and closer to him.

"Brother Huiyin, wait a minute. ”

The girl was dressed in a red Luo skirt with a green silk tied behind her. A pair of phoenix eyes looked at him as if he was smiling, he looked young, but his spiritual power was amazing.

"Evil, what's wrong?"

The girl walked towards him step by step, bent down to make eye contact with him. Although the woman's spiritual power was amazing, Mo Lan could feel a reassuring taste.

"Evil child be careful!" Jin Huiyin reminded later, although it was a young lion, it was also a cub of the Ink-Blood Lion clan after all.

Mo Lan didn't think about attacking the girl, firstly, he didn't hate it in his heart, and secondly, he couldn't beat the girl.

The girl held out her hand to him.

Are you going to die? Mo Lan subconsciously thought that she could die under this spiritual power...... Not bad either.

The next second, his eyes turned upside down. The girl grabbed him by the tail and lifted him upside down.

Mo Lan was startled, he struggled in the girl's hands, should this girl want to torture him to death, the girl's good-looking eyes looked straight at him, and he also looked at the girl with some annoyance, if you want to die, don't bully people, no, bully beasts.

"This little guy, I raised. ”

After a moment, the girl said something to him, and he froze for a moment, forgetting about the struggle.

Jin Huiyin and the disciples were also stunned, and Jin Huiyin rushed forward and shouted at the girl.

"Flowers are evil, don't mess around, how can there be any demonic beasts, it's unheard of. ”

"Then I'm the first. ”

"It's not a problem, Warcraft is not a pet, if you want to raise, go and raise rabbits, cats and dogs are fine, Warcraft is a fierce beast, bloodthirsty and warlike. ”

"This little guy didn't bite me either. ”

"He's just a cub, the monster grows up quickly, it's brutal by nature, besides, if we kill his people, he will take revenge sooner or later, and you still want to raise him, it's like raising a tiger. Jin Huiyin's face darkened, Hua Shangevil is indeed very nonsense, but how can she not know the danger of the demonic beast.

"It doesn't matter. The girl smiled casually. "He didn't want to hurt me. The girl repeated again, and at the same time glanced at Mo Lan, Mo Lan instantly understood that he might have a way to live, of course it is better to live than to die, he obediently leaned his head on the evil hand of the flower, looking harmless to humans and animals.

"You!" Jin Huiyin wanted to say something.

"And, if one day it really happens, this little guy attacks humans. The girl touched the head of the black lion cub with her other hand, and the reassuring smell disappeared, and the cold spiritual power instantly hit Mo Lan.

"I'll kill him. ”

That day, the girl in red took him back to Hua's house despite everyone's objections.

It was also on that day that the girl named Hanaigami gave him a name.

"Why did you save me that day?" Mo Lan asked Hua Shangevil a long time later.

"That's of course because the wise and martial master of the building has discovered your potential, how can there be a demonic beast with consciousness at a young age, in fact, it also proves that the owner of the building has a good vision. ”

Mo Lan had asked this question many times, and the answer to Hua Shangxie was always similar.

Maybe everyone drank too much, maybe they were going to start a war with the Yao family the next day, Mo Lan asked again this time.

"Less, I'm here today because I'm with you. Why did you save me that night?"

"Then why don't you attack me? I'm one of your murderers. The girl in red still looked bleak, and she sat downstairs on the moon and raised her glass to him.

"When our race attacks humans, we are naturally ready to be attacked by humans, and this world is like this. ”

"......That's how it should be," the woman looked up and drank the wine from her glass, "Then I can save humanity, why can't I save you?"

Mo Lan is a very rational monster, and he is rarely shaken by emotion, just like when his parents die in front of him, although he is sad in his heart, he will not collapse.

He had only cried once in his life.

The ruins of the moon tower, in front of the mound of the evil clothes.

In just one night, his world collapsed and his faith vanished.

The miracle that appeared in his life disappeared lightly.

The woman who made great contributions to the Demon Eradication War, the woman who made countless contributions to the cultivation realm, in the end, was not allowed to leave even a tombstone or a whole corpse.

He hates, he resents.

He hated the indifference and ruthlessness of the major cultivation families, and resented the compromise and silence of the flowers.

But he didn't go for revenge with those impulsive ones, and his companions questioned him or blamed him. He understood that it was her choice, and if it was her last order, whether it was right or wrong, he would choose to obey, as always.

You know you're going to die, why are you going.

"I'll go back as soon as I go. ”

On that day, the woman was less immature when she first met, but she was still dressed in red. As usual, she turned around and waved at Mo Lan, took two steps, and then turned back to make up a sentence.

"Next, I'll leave it to you. ”

Since then...... The evil stool did not come back.

What do you mean by leaving it to me...... Which of those people is obedient......

The man was dressed in a black robe, with long black hair tied behind his back, and only a few strands of jet-black hair hanging from his ears, swaying gently in the wind. He sat under the trees of the Black Forest, half-squinting, suddenly feeling the breath of a human, he stood up, patted the dust off his body, and looked ahead.

It's not the same as those people just now, this person's spiritual power is so weak...... What are you doing in this Black Forest, looking for death?

After a while, a girl appeared in front of him.

The girl didn't look very old, she was wearing a long dress, a green silk was casually draped behind her, she covered her face with a black veil, and after seeing him, a pair of apricot eyes flashed with shock and surprise, but she immediately calmed down.

Mo Lan looks good, and many girls will look at him twice when they see him, but they will not be shocked. Why was this girl shocked? Mo Lan had no impression of this girl's spiritual power.

After a moment, the girl took off her black veil.

Mo Lan took a closer look at it, and she didn't know her ordinary appearance.

"The Buddha tree, you brought it here. The girl's tone was almost certain.

The aura around Mo Lan's body changed, and the fierce demonic aura attacked the girl.

"That thing, it's not something you can finger in. Mo Lan narrowed her eyes, her tone full of indifference.

The coercion of the Beastmaster-level struck towards the flower demon, but there was no killing intent in it. This guy hasn't changed at all.

"In this forest, there are very strong people looking for this Buddha tree again, can you beat them yourself?" Hua Shangyi didn't use his soul power, and he breathed a sigh of relief with difficulty in this coercion, his temperament and appearance did not change, and his temper was much bigger.

"Nothing to do with you, get out of here. Mo Lan was coerced, and his tone was a little colder.

Although she didn't recognize it, it was really uncomfortable to hear Mo Lan talk to her in this tone.

"How unrelated. Hua Shangyi said with a smile.

A pair of apricot eyes looked at Mo Lan, feeling guilty and missing.

Seeing that the girl suddenly changed her mood, Mo Lan was stunned, and the coercion was also collected a little.

The girl walked towards Mo Lan, step by step, walking extremely slowly. The dark red soul power slowly replaced the spiritual power, and the leaves of the black forest were rustled by the wind, Mo Lan's eyes widened, and she looked at the girl who was walking towards her step by step in disbelief.

No way, she's dead.

The dead will not be raised.

That person is no longer coming back.

That's right, it's not her, there's nothing about this girl like a flower.

"It was a dream. After Mo Lan was shocked, she suddenly smiled bitterly twice.

At least, in his dreams, he saw that soul power again.

Forty years has been like a long dream for Hua Shangxie, in which she is unconscious and surrounded by darkness. When she woke up from the dream, although the world was turned upside down, things were wrong, and for her, there was not much real feeling.

Mo Lan and they are indeed different, after the evil flower left, he walked alone in this black forest, guarding the Buddha tree, and walked alone for forty springs, summers, autumns and winters.

The contract is like an iron chain, one end is tied to him, and the other end is a flower on the evil.

Once, as long as he shook the chain, the person on the other side would respond. He used to love the chain, and as long as the chain was there, his world was there. But now, he hated the chain, because it kept telling him all the time that the man was gone, and that no one would give you an answer.

Rao is like this, but he insisted, and he was reluctant to break the contract. Even if there was no one there, he would pull tightly to the side of the chain and never let go.

He couldn't remember how many times he had dreamed about it...... In the dream, the woman was dressed in red, holding a jar of wine, tiptoeing back to the moon landing building, seeing him, and grinning at him: "I'm back." ”

This dream is a little different from before...... He actually dreamed that his master had become an evil woman with little spiritual power and mediocre appearance.

Suddenly, the chain that he had trembled for forty years without giving him any response moved.

"The things of the owner of this building, why have nothing to do with me, Xiao Mo'er. The woman spoke lightly and smiled wryly at her.

This title, this feeling, he is all too familiar...... It's like soul and soul are connected.

The man on the other side of the chain suddenly returned.

Mo Lan's eyes were red, and a tear couldn't help but run down her face.

Forty years...... Hua Shangxie clenched her fists, her upper teeth clenched her lower lip, yes, as soon as she closed her eyes, it was easy to open her eyes, but for them, she was too cruel, even if someone hated her because of this, it was not surprising. Suddenly, Hua Shang's evil feeling was faceless to see Mo Lan.

"Little Mo'er, don't you ......"

"Not true. Mo Lan frowned, and shouted at Hua Shangxie with some almost madness, as if just saying these two words used up all his strength.

Mo Lan came back to her senses, the reason, the reason, to hell with it!

At this moment, he only wants to listen to one sentence, and that sentence is enough.

Mo Lan is the demonic beast that has followed the flower evil for the longest time, just like he understands the flower on the evil, and the flower on the evil also knows Mo Lan's every move, even every expression, not to mention, the two of them also have a contract.

Yes, from the past, no matter how willful her decision is, everyone will support it, and now, the words sorry are a bit too cheap.

"I'm back. As always, she said.