If someone wants to write a grand chapter in the modern history of the development of the demon clan, they will definitely not miss the major events that happened in the generation of the King of Bright Bright, and among these major events, the return of thousands of abandoned people of the demon clan to the Red River will undoubtedly be the most shining opening chapter.

Their return heralds both chaos and the beginning of tens of thousands of years of change in the Demon Race, and the dawn of a new era.

And at the beginning of any exciting era, there is an inconspicuous figure who comes into the limelight.

"Look, aren't I coming back?!"

At noon, in the dense forest, the light was still lacking, and in the silence, Zhao returned to the bank of the Red River wearing clothes that did not fit the size of his body.

And compared to the demon beasts who had always been resentful of her willful departure, such a guiltless and arrogant arrival obviously stimulated their fluctuating emotions.

One by one, with resentment and anger, Zhao was also annoyed by this attitude while walking.

"Not welcome me? I'm not welcome, I'm leaving! She rolled up her sleeves and turned around to leave.

"Your Highness." A cold voice came and called out to her.

The young kite stood in front of the demon beast, his face pale, and said softly, "Your Highness, since you are back, prepare to go home." ”

Zhao District sneered and turned around, "What if I don't want to take you back?" ”

Shao Yuan's face changed, he looked at Zhao District's dangerous gaze, smiled weakly, and stepped back.

"Yes, Your Majesty is rude, but the Baihua clan... I'm the only one left, and I hope Your Highness will have mercy. ”

Zhao smiled. looked at her posture with a smile, but was a little more vigilant in his heart.

What kind of people are the most terrible?

I'm afraid that people pretend to be weak in front of them, and they will draw cold knives behind people. If she was stabbed, she felt that this person must have been bewitched, and she had to pity her when she was dying.

"Hopefully, in the future, we won't meet again."

She smiled coldly, took a deep look at the young kite, and then made a neck wiping motion. Start and walk towards the Red River.

He had just taken two or three steps when a roar came.

"Why are you only coming back now! You have no conscience! ”

He squatted in a small corner and pounced on him. He looked at her with tears in his eyes.

Zhao District's body shook, goosebumps fell to the ground, and then pushed him away and said in a low voice. "Isn't this coming back......"

What a pity pouting. looked at her complainingly.

"Who bullied you, you say!"

She raised her eyebrows, rolled up her sleeves, and swept angrily towards the demon beasts around her.

“……”

Her eyes were very honest, and she probably wouldn't bully a young man who was powerless, she breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head to look at what she regretted, and met a puzzled gaze.

"The clothes you have... It's kind of familiar."

What a pity that success was diverted. Pulling at the wide sleeves, he turned in circles. He muttered, "Why is it the same as my material?" ”

The He family in Linshui is rich and rich, and the clothes of the future successor have never been unique, so when I saw this rare material, doubts came.

Zhao pulled his sleeves awkwardly and said, "It can't be yours, I didn't ...... your clothes when I went out."

He nodded stupidly and believed this statement.

…………

The water of the Red River flowed in the sun, and the glow was still red, and on the shore, Zhao District's mind was stagnant, she squatted down and rubbed her dizzy head.

How dare this place become a hometown?

She's not used to it......

With a sigh, someone behind her tapped her on the shoulder.

Lin Gui handed over a handful of water.

Zhao District glanced at him gratefully, took the water from his hand, raised his head and drank it, probably because he drank too quickly, a drop of water slipped from his jaw and hung straight into the Red River.

A soft sound sounded, Zhao was stunned for a moment, as if he felt something, lowered his head, and glanced at the water flow that was extremely close to his feet. This closer look, her body was uncomfortable again, and she threw the leaves in her hand irritably.

Before it falls, the leaves disappear in an instant. It's like going to another world.

She blinked, looked at the empty river, felt a little more shocked, looked back at the rules, and asked, "What happened just now, what about the leaves?" ”

Lin Gui smiled plainly and said, "Above the Red River, there is no more than an inch, Your Highness, you don't have to be surprised. ”

Zhao District glanced at the river, the corners of his mouth twitched, and asked, "Then how do we get there?" ”

They can't even float feathers, so what about their big living people?

Isn't that a joke on her?

Thinking about it, she silently took a few steps back.

"Your Highness, you can pass." Lin Gui stood behind her, not giving her a chance to retreat, and even she could vaguely hear the excitement and excitement in her voice, eager to reach out and push her forward to verify this great fact.

Zhao turned around and didn't turn his back to him again.

Now it is difficult to ride a tiger, saying that she is preparing to go back to the Red River, but seeing that the river is so fierce, she wants to retreat, she really doesn't have such a play, she wants to cry without tears, looks at the river, and said softly, "If someone puts a boiling oil pot in front of you, the kind that can fry cooked meat, the hot gas is boiling, it is very scary, everyone does not dare to approach, for fear of being splashed with a drop of hot oil, but at this time, someone came to tell you, Lingui, don't retreat, you go, you don't have to be afraid, this pot of oil will definitely not hurt you, Would you take his word for it, walk over and put your hands in the hot pan? ”

I was stunned for a moment, and some were confused by this metaphor.

After a while, he realized that Zhao had compared the Red River to a frying pan....The analogy was very good, and he wanted to laugh.

"Your Highness, if you say this to me, I will go."

He smiled innocently, his eyebrows fearless.

Zhao was stunned by the fearless spirit of this stupid big man, she smiled helplessly, and said, "But....whoever asks me to jump into the oil pot, I won't go." ”

Lingui's eyes darkened, and he didn't know what to do. He turned his head, glanced at the demon beast behind him who was looking eagerly at this side, and sighed deeply. He took a step forward and continued, "Your Highness! Can you... But it's gone. ”

When he said this, he was also a little lacking in confidence, after all, the metaphor of the oil pot also made him feel a little guilty... Palpitations.

Zhao closed his eyes and felt the Yuan Force around him. The water of the Red River is not as fierce as it first seems, it is the water that flows above the earth. Gently, slowly, there was an occasional splash of water, like the water of a river in many places.....no killing.

She exhaled a few breaths. I have done a good job of psychological construction for myself. Lift your feet and walk forward.

I actually forgot to say just now that she can go to the hot pot if she wants to.

Provided, of course, that she would like to.

Because Zhao Kuo was over there, she didn't hesitate for the time being.

The footsteps are light, and the distance from the water is only about a centimeter. Her lips trembled a little, and her face involuntarily began to turn pale. Cold sweat seeped through every pore, and she felt like she was about to collapse.

Nervous like this....

She closed her eyes and pressed her foot down.

There was a flutter, the water splashed gradually, wetting the clothes, and before he could react, there seemed to be a bulge under his feet, and suddenly he didn't stand firmly, and the whole person was lying in the river.

The cold water touched her skin from inside her clothes, and the temperature immediately changed, and the fire burned, and she grinned, fluttering in the water and preparing to stand up.

Who knows that the more you struggle, the deeper the water becomes, and the whole person seems to have fallen into an endless abyss.

More and more water poured in from the five orifices, it was useless to hold her breath, her body was like a barbecue in a stove, at this moment, she had exhausted the body of the group of people watching the lively scolding on the shore... Gurgling blisters rose all around, and she opened her eyes wide to see the murky underwater, her hands dancing upward, desperate to get out of this broken place.

………

……….

On the shore, many demon beasts opened their eyes wide, looking at Zhao District, who had disappeared into the river, and sighs began to sound.

"Yo, Your Highness shouldn't have an accident, right?"

"Why is there no one?"

"Drowned....or was it blurred by the barrier?"

"What are you talking about!? That's the pure blood of the demon clan, you can not be afraid of these, what the king said back then. ”

"Do you still believe the king's words?"

"Fool!"

"If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have been expelled from the Red River, and you're still like this....hey, the water is starting to boil!"

As soon as the words fell, the entire Red River changed dramatically, the calm water began to steam, the gurgling sound sounded, and the red water bubbled, like a pot of chili oil.

All the demon beasts swallowed their saliva in unison and took a step back.

"It's over, Your Highness has been cooked this time..."

"Cooked...."

He was sorry to listen to the discussion in the back, and became more and more uneasy, he jumped up vigorously, wanting to see what was going on, but the demon beasts were gathered together, and he could only look at the back of the head of the demon beasts in the front row.

He was anxious and angry, pulling hard at the body blocked in front of him, ready to find a crack to squeeze through.

"Why?" A voice sounded behind him, with a bit of cynicism, and the familiar tone pleased him.

turned around, and just saw Zhou Huan and his party.

"Hurry up, there's something going on!" He anxiously pointed to the river in front of him and said, "Go and see!" ”

Zhou Huan's face sank, and he looked not far away.

The fifth morning stream stood at the back, still expressionless, Yue Qingzhen stood beside him, also very quiet, the two seemed to be watching a lively drama, what a pity to glance at the afterglow, for the first time I hated Yue Qingzhen like this.

He sighed and began to pace in place, walking and walking, walking and walking.

Time passed slowly, the temperature around them slowly rose, and the closer to the river water was, the higher the temperature, and many demon beasts couldn't stand the scorching temperature, and began to slowly retreat.

He regretted that his eyes lit up, and when he saw that the opportunity was coming, he resolutely leaned up regardless of the terrifying temperature.

When the river water came into view, he was shocked, his heart was sour, and he said to Zhou Huan, who was squeezing over together, "It's over....it's cooked...."

The boiling water gurgled and the heat poured into the sky, and a thick fog shrouded the red glow unreally.

What a pity for the sweat, slumped on the ground, wiped the sweat without a match, looked straight at the river, looking forward to Zhao District's head, holding two fish in his hand, and said to him stupidly, hey, scared you, right?!

He wiped the things on his face that he didn't know if it was tears or sweat, whimpered, looked at Zhou Huan, and said, "Look, do you want to go down and look for it?" ”

Zhou Huan was stunned for a moment, and said with a stammer, "You....you... Why not go? ”

"I don't dare," He said honestly.

"Then I don't dare." Zhou Huan sighed, looked at the terrifying river, and said in his heart that the demon clan is not easy, and it is so difficult to return home....Of course, the most shameful thing is that why let me take risks?!

He thought a lot with righteous indignation, and he didn't know what he was thinking about sitting on the ground and covering his face.

The time on the shore passed quickly, noon had passed, and it had been two hours since Zhao District was launched.

The land next to the Red River began to dry up, and even the plants began to turn into dust, floating away, and the monsters did not dare to make noise among themselves, and the most tense moment was approaching.

The crowd waited with bated breath.

At this moment, a vague bridge began to emerge in the middle of the river.

The monster beast seems to have been doped.

The ghost roared and screamed, that is, even the rabbit on the side began to have red eyes, turned into a human form, coquettishly wiped tears, the big bear hugged the rules on the side, roared unbridledly, the sound was drowned in the herd, what a pity his ears were deaf, he looked at the jubilant scene around him, and continued to cry his own.

Paralysis, where did Zhao die?

"See?!"!

"That's the Bridge of Floating Life!!"

"We can go back"

"Go back, go back !!"

"Ahhhh

The sound was loud and terrifying, and he didn't regret wiping his tears and scolding in the presumptuous celebration.

"Fuck you, shameless ones! With the bridge, people are forgotten and things that are inhumane!!! ”

The voice was definitely begging for a fight according to the usual decibels, but at this moment, except for Zhou Huan who glanced at him in surprise, no one paid attention to his anger.

The Fifth Morning Stream, who was standing in the back, looked at the floating bridge, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yue Qingzhen noticed the change in him and turned his head to look at him.

"Why are you so supportive of her going back to that place?"

The fifth morning stream was silent for a long time, and the more clear and clear looked at him, as if he had to wait for an answer.

It's a pity that what this man doesn't want to say, it's useless for anyone to look at it.

The perfect handsome face like a sculpture had no emotion, and the more clear his eyes dimmed, he turned his head and continued to observe the love line not far away.

The bridge on the water has not yet condensed into a physical form, and it looks like a fantasy.

The Demon Beast Gate is boiling, but no one dares to stretch out their feet and go up.

They are still waiting ... Wait for someone to lead them in the direction of home.

………

in the water.

A piece of mist, in the depths of the water, blooming a beautiful scenery.

The beauty is breathtaking.

She blinked, looking at the aquatic plants around her, and her feet were stepping on bright red pebbles. (To be continued......)