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There were many teenagers of his age who came and went on the road, and when they saw him, they were like ghosts, and they all avoided him one by one.

After passing through a martial arts training ground and a miscellaneous forest, the boy was taken to a three-story wooden building, with three big characters written on the plaque at the main entrance: "Council Hall"!

After bringing the boy here, the man gestured to him, and walked away.

The moment the young man raised his foot and stepped into the council hall, his heart jumped violently, although he had guessed before, but it was not as real as this time.

Directly in front sat three old men, the one in the middle was a middle-aged man with a clear face and a serious expression, with three locks of black beard on his chin.

On either side of him sat two old men. One is tall and mighty, with white hair like snow; A dwarf hunched back and armed with a cane.

There were more than a dozen young people standing on both sides of the hall, all dressed in warrior uniforms, embroidered with the word "West" in the center of their chests, surrounded by a gold-rimmed circle, which should be the West Tower

The family emblem or emblem of the clan.

This...... This...... Isn't this exactly what it was like in a dream?

Cold sweat trickled down the boy's back, like sweat, all this was too weird.

It was only a dozen steps from the door of the hall to the middle of the hall, but every step of the boy was very slow and steady. He could clearly feel the heavy breathing of the young men on both sides of the hall, the tension of holding weapons in their hands, and the rapid beating of adrenaline-rising pulses......

There was a solemn and heavy atmosphere in the air, like the calm before a rainstorm.

Although the strange reappearance of the initial dream made the boy a little panicked, in these dozen steps, he quickly calmed down, and seemed to be born with a calmness and maturity that ordinary people could not match.

The young man had secretly thought of the wording in his heart, and at the same time accepted the identity of "Luo Cheng".

He walked to the hall, bowed to the three elders in front of the hall, and said, "Meet the patriarch and elders!" ”

Seeing him enter the council hall, an older young man from the left-hand line stared at him and asked, "Do you know what your name is?" ”

"Luo Cheng!" The boy said without thinking.

"Where have you been in the past few days?"

When he asked this question, Luo Cheng's heart froze, and he peeked at the short arched old man holding a cane on the left side of the platform-Wulian Mountain.

If he answers according to the words in the dream, he will definitely kill himself as in the dream.

Luo Cheng turned his gaze to the blue bricks on the ground, and quickly turned his brain, thinking about how to answer. At this moment, his eyes suddenly blurred, like spring water stirring and rippling, and a flame emerged from the middle of the green bricks, which were instantly burned into ashes like pieces of paper.

Luo Cheng subconsciously jumped backwards and looked around in a defensive posture, but was surprised to find that all the scenes in the surrounding council halls were burned, and what appeared in front of him was a completely new world.

The sky above him was eerie, with snowflakes falling in the wind, and there was a damp coldness as they melted down on his face.

Directly in front of him was a mountain villa, in front of which there were two majestic stone lions, and the plaque hanging from the black door had been cut off with a sharp weapon. Luo Cheng found the other half of the plaque that fell on the ground and spelled out the name of this villa: Alchemy Luo Family.

At this time, the gate of the villa was open, and it was "creaked" by the wind. The dark brown leaves were blown by the wind and snow, and they swirled in front of the broken door, and there was no voice, and it looked very desolate!

Suddenly, the low sobs of children echoed through the empty courtyard. He hesitated and walked through the door, and found the crying child in the patio not far away.

He was holding the corpse of a young woman and weeping bitterly, dozens of corpses lying around him, blood splattering the entire courtyard.

At this time, a group of people came from outside the door, and the leader was a middle-aged man in a gray robe, with a clear face and bright eyes.

He took a look at the horrors around him, sighed, and ordered his men to carry the corpse away and bury it, and then picked up the child and walked out the door.

At this time, Luo Cheng seemed to be a transparent person and was not concerned by this group of people. Just as he looked at the middle-aged man's back and felt puzzled in his heart, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the boy smiling strangely at him.

Luo Cheng's heart was shocked, and just as he was about to take a closer look at the child, the whole scene was "cremated" again, and he returned to the "council hall".

The middle-aged man sitting in the middle had a clear face and bright eyes, and he was the leader of the group of warriors who appeared in the illusion before, but there was a little more hair in his hairline.

"Why don't you answer?" In the hall, the young man asked nervously.

Luo Cheng could even see that his arms were stiff, as if he didn't answer, he would make a move at any time. Thinking of the previous illusion, and then looking at the middle-aged man sitting in the middle, Luo Cheng suddenly had some confidence in his heart.

"I'm going to worship my parents!"

"Worship your parents?"

"Hmmm! Alchemy Luo family! He said the name of the mountain in the fantasy world.

Hearing Luo Cheng say this name, everyone in the council hall was silent. Seeing the reactions of the people around him, Luo Cheng felt relieved in his heart, it seemed that he had made the right bet.

The villa in the fantasy world is the home of this body "Luo Cheng".

In the Warrior Continent, worshipping one's parents is a very important custom. Usually, the grave of his parents has a small repair every three years and a major repair every ten years, and this year is exactly ten years after the death of Luo Cheng's parents.

"Although your worship of your parents is a manifestation of filial piety, but at present, our clan is surrounded by ghouls and corpse beasts, how can you, an outer disciple who has not even reached the acquired realm, spend three days outside and be unharmed?" This voice is yin and yang, like a gust of yin wind.

Luo Cheng looked at the questioner, it was the short hunched old man on the left in the middle of the hall, and the person who killed him in his dream - Wulian Mountain. Luo Cheng's whole body collapsed, his right fist clenched, just in case he answered incorrectly, he was ready to run away at any time.

Just as Luo Cheng was thinking about how to answer, the middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the hall spoke: "It has been exactly ten years since the Alchemy Luo family was destroyed, and my martial arts continent is the most filial piety, and it is rare for Luo Cheng to still miss his family in such an extraordinary period as the ghoul clan." ”

This middle-aged man was the patriarch of the Sita clan, and he spoke for Luo Cheng, and most of them stopped talking.

But Elder Wu Lianshan obviously didn't give up, and continued: "It's excusable to worship your parents, but the Alchemy Luo family is a hundred and ten miles away from our Xita clan, and if it was ten years ago, it would naturally be very easy to come and go. But since the appearance of the ghouls, the entire Sita clan has been besieged, and at night, the ghouls are exhausted, even if the inner disciple of my clan stays outside for more than a day, it is risky, not to mention that he is only a junior disciple of the outer sect! ”

Everyone in front of the hall had this question in their hearts, but they were afraid of the patriarch before, so they didn't say much. Now it was Wu Lianshan who took the lead and said it, and everyone nodded yes.

Seeing that everyone was in agreement, Wu Lianshan continued: "If he has been scratched by a ghoul outside the clan, even the slightest wound may be automated. I don't think you want to see a ghoul hurt people in our Sitars, do you? ”

This sentence carries a lot of weight, and it involves the safety of nearly 1,000 people up and down the Sita tribe.

"Before I went out, I was well prepared, and although I was out for almost ten days, I was very careful, and I was familiar with the terrain. During the day, choose to rush when there are few ghouls, and hide at night without being attacked by ghouls! Luo Cheng only explained this.

"It's just your side of the story, and who can guarantee that you're telling the truth? As the law enforcement elder of the Sita clan, I have to consider the safety of the lives of thousands of people in the entire clan. I'd rather bear this murder than spare you!" After Wu Lianshan finished speaking, he jumped in front of Luo Cheng from his seat, and a black ghost claw flashed to Luo Cheng's chest like a ghost.

In front of everyone, Luo Cheng didn't want to divulge the secret of the "Soul Dementor Sword", but now that he was on the line, he couldn't help it. Just as he was about to unleash the "Dementor Sword" to resist, a hand as white as jade blocked his chest.

"Poof!" With a bang, Wulian Mountain was shocked and took a step back, and when he saw the person who saved Luo Cheng, his face changed and said: "Patriarch, you are ......"

"It takes one to three days for the corpse to be transformed, for the safety of the disciples in the clan, send him to an underground prison for strict supervision, and if the corpse is transformed after three days, it is not too late to kill him. Elder Wu, what do you think of my decision? ”

The patriarch's words were obviously biased in favor of Luo Cheng, recalling the previous scene that changed like a dream in an instant, Luo Cheng was even more sure that the patriarch was his savior.

Although Wu Lianshan was more ruthless, he didn't dare to disobey when he saw that the patriarch had spoken, and called a middle-aged man out of the team with a stomach full of anger, and directly ordered: "Wu Gang, you take Luo Cheng into the underground prison and convey the patriarch's order." This is my token, no delay! ”

After Wu Lianshan finished the last sentence, his lips seemed to move a few more times, but there was no sound. The middle-aged man standing beside him nodded slightly.

Luo Cheng, who noticed this detail, glanced up at Wulian Mountain, and happened to meet his yin owl eyes, and his heart suddenly jumped.

The old man still doesn't seem to be ready to let himself go, be careful.