"What can be done in eight hundred years? Eight hundred years, you can see a barren land become a prosperous city, eight hundred years, you can see the water drops and stones, the vicissitudes of the sea, eight hundred years, you can also witness a teenager grow into a leader who can take on great responsibilities. ”

The Great Elder led everyone around the towering ancient trees, and behind them was a stone wall covered with vines, and the stone wall was mottled and seemed to have gone through a long time.

Several people quietly watched the Great Elder's next move, and the Great Elder's words that seemed to be emotional echoed in their ears.

For the first time, it also seems that for the first time, ink dyes look directly at the esoteric secrets of time.

The clearest way to prove the existence of a person or something is time.

No matter how long it has passed, whether it is extinction or corruption, the lines of time will leave a mark, even if it is only a small moment of existence, time will retain its original appearance.

There seemed to be some shackles in Mo Ran's heart, and the crisp voice echoed in his ears, so ghostly, so incredible.

The Great Elder forced a drop of blood from his fingertips and flew into the stone wall, which began to ripple and gradually disappear in front of everyone's eyes.

"Thank you for coming, so that the old man can see my child again, the patriarch of the Ghost Vine Witch Flower Clan, Ghost Lingchuan."

Behind the disappearance of the stone wall, the cave was revealed.

At that time, there was a natural stone cave, and there was a bright light not far away, and Mo Dye looked up and saw a gap above the stone cave, facing the sun, and the warm sunlight illuminated the dark cave, making everything clear.

Directly below the gap, where the sun shrouded, was a huge ghost vine witch flower, on the white ghost vine witch flower, the red lines were clearly visible, the same as the ghost face Rakshasa body, but the black lines turned red.

The ghost vine and witch flowers are in full bloom, exuding a refreshing fragrance and intoxicating.

In the center of the ghost vine witch flower, there is a green crystal stone floating, the crystal is crystal clear, without impurities, emitting a faint light, the light is too dim, as if it will soon be extinguished.

If the ink dye is not wrong, then it is the origin of wood.

But despite this, everyone still felt a strong breath of life. The plants in the cave may also be affected by this crystal, growing luxuriantly, with a variety of beautiful flowers and fragrant fragrances, which has to make Mo Dye sigh at the strength of the origin of the wood, although the power is so low, it can still exude such a powerful breath of life, which is really unusual.

It's just that these charming scenes are not as surprising as the young man wrapped in a transparent cage under the petals.

The transparent cage seemed to envelop the young man in a petri dish in his previous life, and the pale green liquid covered the entire body of the young man, and the young man curled up in the cage, his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.

The young man's black and vertical hair fluttered in the liquid, his slanted sword eyebrows, slender eyes, thin and lightly pursed lips, angular outlines, and a slender and tall figure that was not rough, like an eagle in the night.

Before he opened his eyes, he was so sharp and powerful, but you can imagine how cold and arrogant the young man was after he woke up, and his grandeur was compelling, and the independence seemed to be the strength of the world.

"It's... It's ......"

The ghost-faced rakshasa looked at the young man in the cage, the thoughts in his heart surged, it seemed to be eagerly sure but a little frightened, his eyes gradually turned red, this was the first time Mo Ran had seen the ghost-faced rakshasa like this, and his expression was sad.

"Rakshasa, this is the patriarch of the Demon Witch Flower Clan, and your father's elder brother,

Your uncle, Oni Ling Chuan. ”

The Great Elder looked at the young man in the cage, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

"What... What the? Is the patriarch my uncle? That... Then you're my ......"

The Ghost-Faced Rakshasa didn't seem to be able to digest so much information in a short period of time, and covered his lips to look at the Great Elder, tears accumulating in his eyes.

"That's right, the old man is your grandfather."

The Great Elder Qiang held up a smile, Ghost Face Rakshasa is a name that everyone on the continent knows, but they don't know that the Ghost Face Rakshasa is the descendant of the Witch Flower clan, and the Ghost Face Rakshasa has the ability to communicate with the origin of the wood, this is the family of the Ghost Face Rakshasa .

"It's... What the hell is going on, my father and mother never mentioned it......"

The tears that had been accumulated in the eyes of the ghost-faced rakshasa for a long time finally slipped down the corners of her eyes, she didn't know what the reason for all this was, and she was actually the patriarch's own niece.

"Sit down."

With a wave of his hand, the vines on the ground began to weave tables and chairs, and he looked up at the group and motioned for them to sit down.

"You are the contractor of the Rakshasa , and the old man believes in the vision of the Rakshasa and believes in you."

The Great Elder looked at Mo Ran, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of seriousness, looking straight at Mo Ran.

He was telling Ink Dye that if Ink Dye dared to have the slightest ill thought, he was fully capable of suppressing and slaughtering Ink Dye.

"Great Elder rest assured, Rakshasa is not only my contract beast, she is also my partner, my dear friend, and naturally understands what to do."

The heart of the ink-dyed exquisite dragon naturally understood what the Great Elder meant, after all, it was a matter of secret in the clan, so naturally he would not spread it in vain.

"These things have to start from the affairs of the Relic Phoenix Clan and my clan thousands of years ago."

The Great Elder glanced deeply at Yar Leyin, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Thousands of years ago, the Relic Phoenix Clan and my clan lived in the same forest in the Inner Continent, which was the Wujiang Swamp. Thousands of years ago, the relationship between humans and monsters was quite friendly, we didn't disturb each other, and even some clansmen and the remnants of the phoenix clan played and frolicked together, and they were happy. ”

It seems to recall the days of laughter and laughter, and the corners of his eyes are dyed with a gentle smile.

The Great Elder's finger clicked, and a clear tea appeared in front of several people, exuding a curling aroma.

"The days have always been like this, beautiful and full of peace, and the patriarch at that time was an old man. The old man has three children, your uncle Ghost Lingchuan, your father Ghost Hanshen, and your aunt, the old man's youngest daughter Ghost Dai. ”

Mo Ran clearly saw that the Great Elder's eyes were full of longing when he was talking about his three children.

"I... And an aunt, that must be beautiful. ”

Ghost-faced Rakshasa searched for those memories that belonged to Ghost Dai, which were the Ghost Dai in the memory of the Great Elder.

At that time, the ghost Dai was twenty-eight years old, wearing a black wide-sleeved robe with a high placket, decorated with yin red embroidery, the dark lines on the clothes were made of dark ink and bright silk threads, moving and turning, the flow lines on the body were alive and well, the hair was pulled up with a string of fine pearls, with a faint halo, and the scattered black and white hair was like satin, and the extreme style of beautiful fusion, but it looked charming and evil, and the charm was very.

Especially the pair of slender silver eyes, it is even more fascinating, at that time the ghost Dai was the little princess of the clan, by the tribe, parents and brothers care and care, easy-going and meticulous, warm as water, wise and quiet, and flexible, thoughtful, and blue-hearted.

"Such an excellent little princess naturally has to be matched with the best boy, that's right, Ghost Dai fell in love with the widow

The heir of the Feng clan, that young man is the next patriarch of the relict Feng clan, Yaer Shaoyu.

This relationship can be described as envious of a dry person, the old man and the patriarch of the relict phoenix clan at that time were naturally happy to see it, and held a grand wedding for them, at the wedding, the old man and the patriarch of the relict phoenix clan made an agreement, and the ghost vine witch flower clan and the relict phoenix clan will be friends forever.

We share the power brought by the origin of the wood, this power amplifies the Gu worm technique of the Relic Phoenix Clan, and also leaves a gift, each generation of descendant women will have the pure power of the origin of the wood, and what is derived is the green eyes that symbolize life, but this will greatly weaken their Gu worm technique, after all, there are gains and losses, and everything has established rules. ”

The Great Elder paused, raised his hand and picked up the cup in front of him, sipped the tea in the cup, and then slowly looked at Yar Leyin.

"Great Elder, you're right, I have a more powerful life force, but I can't learn the art of Gu worms."

Yar Leyin never told anyone but her family about this, at first, she thought that her talent was too poor, but it turned out that it was such a reason.

The Great Elder nodded knowingly and continued.

"The days have been very peaceful, until a group of mercenaries accidentally broke into the clan land, and one of the summoners kidnapped a child in the clan, so that the peace of the Demon Witch Flower clan was broken, and as more and more summoners went deep into the forest to explore our traces, we were completely exposed to the eyes of the world."

Ink Dye lowered his head and thought, the struggle between humans and Warcraft has lasted for a long time, most of the summoners among humans are arrogant, and regard Warcraft as tools and slaves, which is also a large part of the reason why Warcraft hates humans, this kind of struggle cannot be avoided, and will continue forever, these are not things that Modye can change with the power of one person.

Humans always feel that they are at the top of the pyramid, thinking that they can slaughter and enslave other races, but they ignore the important point.

The existence of all things has a predetermined meaning, they live in the same world and the same continent as us, and we should seek a way of symbiosis, instead of blindly excluding dissent and trampling on life.

"A large number of mercenaries and humans entered the Wujiang Swamp and wreaked havoc."

The story of the Great Elder continues.

"In order to protect the clan, Ghost Dai died in that battle, Yaer Shaoyu was heartbroken and led the Relict Phoenix Clan to escape the world forever, and our clan decided to leave here and go to the outer continent in order to avoid war and invasion, and it has been a thousand years since then."

The original black part of the Great Elder's hair was now gray, and the silver threads on his head were as bright and smooth as the finest silver satin, and there was a smile flashing in his silver eyes.

"Han Shen was reluctant to take the clan land in the inner continent, so he decided to stay there with some of the clansmen, waiting for one day, the clansmen could come back."

"It's a pity that I am the only one left in the inner continent, my mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to me, and my father Xu was a recurrence of his old illness, and he passed away not long after."

Ghost-faced Rakshasa's voice was faint, but it was not difficult to hear the sadness in her words.

"Alas, they are all hard-working children."

As if remembering the pain of losing a son and daughter again, the light in the Great Elder's eyes gradually dimmed.

"After coming to the outer continent, everything is slowly recovering, but unfortunately the world is impermanent, and we can never know which will come first, tomorrow or the accident."

The Great Elder's fingers clenched, and his old face was full of weakness and sadness.

Although Mo Ran couldn't say that he could empathize, he also understood a bit of the Great Elder's suffering.

"Great Elder......