Since Mo Yunfeng saw this human beast, he couldn't rest assured that he couldn't go down the Tianhu River Basin day and night, worried that the Red Lian Demon King would escape the seal, so he sent three barbarians to check, these three guards on weekdays, responsible for standing on the wall of the barbarian mountain to reconnoiter the enemy's situation and prevent the attack of the wild beast, it is also extraordinary, enough to be competent.

Before leaving, Mo Yunfeng repeatedly instructed that there are eight major tributaries under the Tianhu Lake, five of which are rivers, three are small runs, and there is no long stream, the Chilian Demon King is among these three tributaries, the specific location should be the second road from the east, where there is an open wasteland, you don't pass by, avoid exposing your vision, you should look down from the mountain behind, it is a commanding height, you can see the entire barren river tributary from above, if the demon king changes, it must be above the barren river, the demon is full of energy, then you don't continue to go deeper, just go back and report to me。

The three of them nodded solemnly, and Mo Yunfeng was relieved. Who knew that after three days, there was only one person left, covered in blood, and one eye was gouged out, and only one arm was left, and the whole body was covered with festering wounds, and the dewormers crawled around in it, like a carrion corpse, which was extremely terrifying, and frightened many women and children in the barbarian mountains. When the barbarian returned to the tribe, he began to howl and shout, "Youkai! Youkai! That's not Chi Lian, it's not Chi Lian!"

Mo Yunfeng was shocked, he didn't expect such a situation to occur, so he hurriedly walked up to the barbarian and asked, "What's the matter? Why are you so seriously injured?"

When the barbarian saw Mo Yunfeng, it was like seeing a life-saving straw, and he hurriedly grabbed the patriarch's hand, and said tremblingly: "Patriarch patriarch, hurry... Hurry up and move with the Barbarian Mountains! That's not a demon king, that's a monster!"

"Calm down!" The patriarch played a brute force in his chest to calm him down, who knew that with a light palm, the person's chest was directly sunken, and many insect repellent crawled out of it, it seemed that the body had rotted, and the person's mouth and nose were bleeding brown blood, and the blood was also dewormed, he knelt in front of Mo Yunfeng, and said tremblingly: "All the people are dead, and they were all killed by that monster." ”

After saying that, the barbarian directly scattered the shelf, turning into a pile of rotten flesh and bones, and at the same time emitting a pungent stench. Mo Yunfeng had never seen such a way of dying, and it seemed that the person who came was quite unkind. Isn't it the Red Lian Demon King? But Tianhu is such a powerful old thing......

"Nope. ”

At this time, Jing Nan walked out, shook his head and said: "This is what the Chilian Demon King did, such a strange killing method is not difficult to explain, he was hit by Chilian's rotten bone snake venom, but the toxin is slightly different from the previous one, it seems that Chilian has also become the same existence as those undead demon beasts." ”

"....... become immortal, insane, powerful, and out of your mind?"

Jing Nan nodded and said, "Basically, but I guess it should be sanity, so I kept a tongue (this dying barbarian is equivalent to a 'tongue', and can also carry words)"

Luo Chen fell asleep unconsciously, and in his dream, he returned to the Manshan Tribe, which was a blank childhood, he was very small, carefree, and played with his companions. It seems that Luo Chen has no other memories. That's right, Luo Chen is actually very curious about how he grew up, his memory is very vague, but inexplicably he has grown to the point where he can carry the Ding, and because he is more studious and gentle, he was accepted as an apprentice by Beilin, and he spends his days in alchemy, and he really can't remember clearly, in short, his childhood is vague.

In this dream, Luo Chen was like a cold-eyed bystander, standing aside, watching the young self playing and playing, Luo Chen was very small at that time, probably not as tall as the grass, and there was always a milk stain on the animal skin on his chest, he was not like other barbarian children who grew up drinking breast milk, he grew up drinking animal milk, originally the barbarians would not hunt pregnant female beasts, but because of Luo Chen's relationship, over the years, he has also caught a lot, put it in the clan to raise, the milk is gone, and it will be released, Luo Chen has also called many fierce beasts as mothers, this is probably the so-called barbarian way of survival, and the relationship with nature shows respect, but also shows mutual fighting。

Xiao Luochen squatted on the ground and played with mud, he first stood up and peed, wetting the soil on the ground, and then grabbed it with both hands, rubbing it into a ball little by little, one was about the size of a fist, and then Xiao Luochen put it aside, and then continued to save the next one. In fact, Luo Chen is not simply saving mud, he saved enough mud, so he combined these mud, saved a human shape, and then used a knife made of bamboo to carve out the facial features on the mud, after completion, it was a woman, a man, and a small Luo Chen, these little clay man's facial features are lifelike, it seems that Luo Chen's craftsmanship is quite talented, but he looked at it, and destroyed the facial features of the man and woman, these two people are the parents he imagined, but he didn't add it, I think it's not accurate, it's better not to do it, so there are men and women without facial features pulling a little Luo Chen。 It was afternoon, and the setting sun stretched the figures of the three clay figures very long.

Da Luochen on the side, he was bored to watch, and he wanted to retract his mind, he didn't like this kind of boring dream. It reminds him of his old loneliness and waiting. But at this moment, a cold and gloomy wind hit Da Luochen's ears, which suddenly made him sober up in the confusion. The dream next to Luo Chen froze, the little Luo Chen and the hazy sunset stopped in the picture, and his own space moved, and a cold voice came from his ears: "Look at Luo Chen, this is your childhood, right?

Luo Chen's forehead broke out in a cold sweat, and he felt that the voice sounded behind his ears, and the voice was cold like a poisonous snake spitting letters on his shoulder, but he couldn't move. The voice continued: "Everyone else has parents with you, and you only have these boring mud and endless thoughts, I know you want power, and if you have power, you can go to your parents, right?"

"Who are you?" asked Luo Chen.

"I, I am the roundworm in your belly, your mentor, the messenger who covets your power. The voice sneered and said, "Or, I am the master of the five purple moons, the demon king who is about to die!"

"Are you the Demon King?" Luo Chen's heart tightened, could it be that the Demon King had been born?!

"Hehe, don't be afraid, my body is still sealed, I came to you to talk about a deal. The voice said coldly.

"Say, let me hear it. Luo Chen was relieved and asked without moving: "You must be very straightforward in doing things like you, who has lived for thousands of years." ”