The Wind Demon Maiden smiled and said, "My name is Yanayi, and we've met during the day. I used to be a mercenary, now I am the maid of the patriarch of Musa, and my personal bodyguard. He was Mosa, the new patriarch of the Night Clan in the Valley of the Stars. ”

"I know you. Musa stepped forward and looked up at Unki, who was a head shorter than Unki: "We are very grateful to you for the many things you have helped our people during this time. But don't blame me for being suspicious, I must know the real reason why you are kind to our people. ”

Unqi didn't answer Musa's question, he just looked at the patriarch of the Night Clan in the Valley of the Stars in confusion. Rumor has it that the Flame Demon has killed all the men in the Star Sound Valley, but there is one fish that has slipped through the net.

Musa seemed to have guessed Unchi's doubts, and his face turned red.

Yanayi grinned and said heartlessly, "It's not my credit, I dressed up the young lord of Musa as a girl." It's so interesting, you don't know, there is also a strong man from the Yan clan who has taken a fancy to the young master? Fortunately, I ...... at the time."

"That's a terrible experience, please don't say any more!" Moussa quickly waved his hand to stop the mouthful, and he continued to ask, "Mr. Unki, you still haven't answered my question?"

Unqi glanced at Musa, a cowardly boy who had survived in the guise of a woman while his father and his people had been slaughtered, he was a bastard. Unqi no longer had any good impression of Mussa, and if it weren't for Yanayi's here, he would probably have kicked Moussa out of his shabby house.

"I just did what I thought was right, for no particular reason. Unchi replied coldly.

Sensing Unki's contempt for him, Mosa pursed his lips and glared at Yanayi. Realizing that she had made a mistake, Yanayi stuck out her tongue again and again, and a meeting like this might end in vain, but the lord of the Night Clan had an extremely clingy and superb ability.

"Brother Unki, I'm here to say goodbye to you. Mosa opened his sentence: "I'm leaving Fog Rose with my clan, and there are some things I've always wanted to say to you, and probably only you can understand me." They won't understand my heart because they're just girls after all. ”

Wu Enqi didn't want to call a brother and sister to a bad race, so he politely refused: "Mr. Clan Master, I don't understand your words at all, I can't understand you, let alone understand. You and I are not brothers, so you must not exalt me too much. ”

Mosa shook his head and said to himself, "I know you despise me as a coward, and I have nothing to say about it. When my people were killed, I hid, and I used to think that even if I rushed out to fight them to the death, it would be only a waste of life, and that it was better to keep this life for the time being, and endure the humiliation in order to seek revenge. ”

Unqi glanced at Musa, who was right, but still too cowardly.

Moses continued in anguish: "But I have survived, but it is worse than death! Every day, I hide in the houseboat and dare not see the light of day, and every night I can dream of the blood of my people drifting around me. Every look in his eyes seemed to be a contempt for me, and every word sounded like a curse on me, like a hundred claws scratching my heart, as if I was on my back, and I just wished I could go back to the beginning and die under the knives of those thugs, or at least be a relaxed ghost. ”

When Unqi listened to Moussa's words, his heart ached sharply, not because he sympathized with Musa, but because of the feeling of a hundred claws scratching his heart like a man's back, Unqi had also experienced it, and when he had just been deprived of the position of son, he was afraid to see people, and he only hated not to die.

"Everyone has their own way of survival, and others are not qualified to say three or four about your choices. Unqi comforted Musa and said, "You don't need to be too uncomfortable, after a long time, everything will be forgotten." If you can't bear it, you can leave your clan and go away, and in the wider world no one knows who you are, and everything can start from scratch. ”

Mosa's distorted expression was relieved by the pain, he shook his head and said slowly, "Thank you for your comfort, I am much more comfortable." I will not abandon my tribe, I have already escaped once, and I cannot continue to flee. War is coming, and yet another round of carnage of the Night Clan is not far off, and I intend to take my tribe to seek refuge in the Gate of Desire, where there is endless desire and endless hope. Aren't you going to go to the Gate of Desire? We need your help so badly. ”

Unchi frowned, Musa's worries were not unfounded. In the Demon Realm, the Night Clan is known as a sinner. In the eyes of the demons, all misfortunes are related to sin, so the Night Clan is like a street rat wherever he goes: the Night Clan lost something because of the Night Clan, the plague broke out because of the Night Clan, the famine was caused by the Night Clan, the volcanic eruption was due to the Night Clan, the sea of fog roared because of the Night Clan, and all the bad things were all because of the Night Clan anyway.

The war originally relied on national strength, but in the eyes of the people of the demon race, the victory or defeat of the war only depends on whether they can get the favor of the Holy Spirit, so they have to try their best to please her before the war comes. In order to curry favor with the Holy Spirit, it is natural to cleanse the Night Clan, who has the most sinful crimes, because the ancestor of the Night Clan, the Night King Yudo, once shamelessly betrayed the Holy Spirit.

"Your situation is really bad. Wu Enqi frowned and said, "I'm willing to do my best to help you, what do you need me to do?"

Moussa and Yanayi glanced at each other, they had no idea that Unqi would agree so readily.

Yanayi grinned, her smile as bright as the sun in a clear sky. She put her arm around Moussa's shoulders and said happily, "I'm not wrong, hehe, I know he'll agree." ”

A smile appeared on Moussa's somewhat stiff face, and he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Thank you, Mr. Unki. We've heard that you rescued Countess Benita Benedict and her children, so we'd like to ask you for a favor. The Countess is the mistress of the Fifth Holy King, and she is very powerful in the Holy Capital of Desire. The Gate of Desire refuses to accept us Night Clan refugees, and if you can ask her to mediate, perhaps the Secretary of the Interior will take us in. ”

Unqi was quite embarrassed, it was not him who rescued the countess, but the abyss refining demon Naomi. Since Naomi had already told Lord Bertrand Karfin, it was impossible for the countess not to know about it, so she would not think that he was her benefactor at all.

Unqi clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Things are not what you imagined. But I'm willing to give it a try, after all, I'm a vain, and the countess won't ignore me for the sake of face. But whether it will be or not, I am not sure. ”