The ink dye is lightly called, and the eyebrows are full of care, which also makes this weathered old man feel a trace of warmth that has not been seen for a long time.

"It's all right, kid."

The Great Elder shook his head, a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, drank the tea in the cup, and then continued to tell this unknown history.

"The migration of ethnic groups is not an easy thing, and a large number of ethnic groups have lost their lives on the way."

Even though the Great Elder's silver eyes were covered with the precipitation of the years and the vicissitudes that could not be dissolved, in the depths of his eyes, Mo Dye still saw the grief.

"The teleportation array connecting the inner and outer continents is in a human city, and we are already different from ordinary people, so we can't go to that prosperous avenue.

So, the tribesmen began a journey to find their hometown.

The old man will not talk about the hardships along the way, and I think you will naturally understand it with your thoughts. ”

The Great Elder was only a passing light on the suffering they had endured, and perhaps in his mind, he didn't feel that the suffering they should have suffered was something to boast about.

"The inner and outer continents are separated by huge mountain ranges, forming a natural barrier, making the chances of fighting between the inner and outer continents very small, and it is not easy to cross such a mountain barrier."

Mo Dye pinched the teacup, his eyes full of mixed emotions.

The migration of the Ghost Vine and Witch Flower Clan has implicated the root of the clan, and it seems that there are not a few people they have lost, and the culprit is the human race.

Mo Ran looked at the Great Elder's silver eyes, even if they were so vicissitudes and covered with traces of time, they were still clear, and there was not the slightest resentment.

"Great Elder, don't you hate humans?"

Ink Dye couldn't help but ask the question he wanted to know the most.

The Ghost Vine Witch Flower Clan had to move out of his homeland due to the invasion of humans, and as the head of a clan, a pair of children died at the hands of humans one after another, how can this not be resentful, how can not be hated.

"Even if you hate at first, a thousand years is enough to wipe out all hatred, and only full of melancholy remains."

Jun Chenyuan, who had not spoken for a long time, lightly took over the question of ink dyeing, time is a good medicine, it will make you gradually forget what you don't want to remember, and what you cherish will always remain in your memories and cannot be erased.

"Xiaoyou is young, but he has a unique view of life time."

The Great Elder's silver eyes flashed with light, and the young man in front of him was magnificent, and his aura was mysterious and powerful, I am afraid that it came from those ancient families.

"The Great Elder's praise is just a little emotion."

Jun Chenyuan shook his head, raised the tea in the cup and signaled it to the direction of the Great Elder, then replaced the wine with tea and drank it all.

The Great Elder chuckled and nodded, which could be regarded as a return to Jun Chenyuan's courtesy.

"When the tribe finally came to this place, their numbers plummeted, but they finally had a home.

At that time, in order to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past, the old man gathered the strength of the whole clan and set up a seal at the entrance. ”

The origin of the Ghost Vine Witch Flower Clan can even be traced back to ancient times, and the abilities they possess are naturally not the same as ordinary magical beasts.

Mo Dye seemed to have a thought in his heart, although a powerful race, although it would be down, but their strength was still strong.

After settling down, the old man was getting older, and his body was naturally getting worse day by day, so the old man let Ling Chuan succeed him as the patriarch, and the old man was cultivating in the rear.

The old man lost a son and a daughter, and thanks to the blessing of God, Ling Chuan is a good boy, he can already be on his own, a ghost vine and witch flower family

Began to regain his life.

Everything was so calm, calm that the old man thought that the crisis of the ghost vine and witch flower clan had passed.

Unexpectedly, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck. The worst fears came true. ”

The Great Elder's expression stiffened for a moment, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Yar Leyin stepped forward and gently shook the old man's hand, while the ghost-faced rakshasa walked to the other side of the Great Elder and held his hand.

The two girls were silently giving the Great Elder strength, which made the Great Elder have a trance.

After this migration, the vitality of the clan was greatly damaged, so Ling Chuan sacrificed the origin of the wood to enhance the strength of the clan and protect the safety of the clan.

Ling Chuan's intentions were good, but he ignored the Ghost Man, the Witch Flower Clan, and the resentment of the clansmen for such a situation.

A clansman named Huai Jin was very dissatisfied with the migration in his heart, and he often violated the clan rules on weekdays, so he kept his mind and secretly practiced the forbidden art in the clan with the help of the origin of wood. ”

When the Great Elder mentioned Huai Jin, this made Mo Ran see the bloodthirsty killing intent in the eyes of this amiable old man for the first time, although it was only for a moment, it was enough to make Mo Ran feel a heavy coercion.

"In the family...... Forbidden? ”

The Ghost-Faced Rakshasa couldn't help but question, she had never been exposed to these things, and her father had never told her that since her mother's death, her father was depressed and had little time to spend with her.

"The forbidden art in the clan is a kind of transformation magic that transforms life power into life-killing power, and the most needed thing is the pure life force of the origin of wood, Huai Jin was a talented and very good boy at that time.

Ling Chuan deliberately focused on cultivating him, letting him protect the clan, and his disguise even hid from the old man's eyes. ”

When the Great Elder mentioned Huai Jin, it seemed to be full of complexity.

Mo Dye was able to understand that a stable young man with extraordinary talent and a mature heart would naturally be reused in the clan, and naturally, he could come into contact with the most mysterious power in the clan.

"He was probably thinking about it at the time."

Mo Ran's faint tone easily grasped the weakness in the Great Elder's words.

"If my guess is correct, the patriarch is imprisoned here, I'm afraid it's his credit."

Yar Leyin thought for a moment, and his green eyes looked at the imprisoned Ghost Lingchuan as if he was asleep, and somehow felt distressed in his heart.

"Yes, I never thought that an ordinary thing would make a person hide his hatred deep in his heart and hibernate for hundreds of years of revenge."

The Great Elder shook his head, a feeble smile on his lips, as if it was their fault in the first place.

"What's going on?"

Mo Ran looked at the Great Elder, what kind of thing would make Huai Jin take revenge on his clan like this.

"Huai Jin is a very inconspicuous child in the clan, since the clan came to the outer continent, because the clan is scarce, Ling Chuan began to promote some of the more powerful clansmen as the clan guards, cultivating near the origin of the wood, and the old man will guide him.

It has been a long time since we discovered that Huai Jin had borrowed the Origin of Wood to cultivate the forbidden arts, so much so that his strength surpassed all of us.

He wants to destroy the entire Demon Witch Flower Clan and avenge his wife and children. ”

The complexity in the eyes of the Great Elder was even more complicated, and there always seemed to be something unspeakable.

"Wife and children?"

The ghost-faced Rakshasa spoke, and it seemed that his brain had begun to make up some extremely bloody plots.

Mo Dye looked at the ghost-faced rakshasa, like

In her heart, she thought the same.

"That's right, wife and son.

Before the tribe went to war with humans, Huai Jin fell in love with a woman who strayed into the Wujiang swamp and was seriously injured.

At that time, Huai Jin was simple and defenseless against human nature, and he was afraid that the clan would know, so he placed the woman in a cave near the clan land, took care of her quietly day and night, and even told her all the locations of the clan and the origin of the wood.

The next thing you can probably all guess is. ”

The Great Elder lowered his head, making it difficult to see his expression.

"Next, maybe the woman is also obsessed with Huai Jin, the two have made a private life, Huai Jin is still so simple, thinking that this little woman is the same as him, and would rather not care about the gap between humans and monsters, so he thinks he has found true love."

Ink dye pointed his finger on the table and said the beginning of the story.

"I guess that after the woman recovered from her injuries and returned to the human world, she may have inadvertently leaked the secret of the Ghost Witch Flower, causing the Ghost Witch Flower Clan to suffer a disaster that was close to extinction."

Yarle nodded his lips, his eyes full of puzzlement, and his speculation seemed to be not quite right.

"Kid, you're so cute."

The Great Elder rubbed Yar Leyin's hair and chuckled, this child was not deeply involved in the world, although he saw growth in her eyes, he still did not understand the sinister human heart.

And ink dyeing, it's different, this girl, there is this maturity and heart that is not in line with her age, and her grasp of human nature is even more incredible, and she is really not a simple girl.

"The guess of the ink dye friend is the closest, the woman is here to find the ghost vine witch flower family, not very hurt, with a beautiful * love invitation, successfully captured Huai Jin's heart, the woman is pregnant with Huai Jin's child, Huai Jin is very happy.

But the woman said that she had been staying here for a long time and was looking forward to going home to see, so Huai Jin let her leave, only telling her to pay attention to safety. ”

At this point in the Great Elder's words, Mo Dye had already understood the final result.

Jun Chenyuan pinched his ink-stained fingers and played with it, full of disgust in his heart for the kind of people who control each other and use each other in the name of love.

"Unexpectedly, that woman is actually the daughter of the mercenary leader, and that woman led the mercenary group and countless humans who tried to seize the treasure into the Wujiang Swamp, which is the reason for the migration of the race."

The Great Elder slowly unraveled the picture of the year, and a conspiracy seemed to gradually emerge in front of everyone's eyes.

"What happened to the woman?"

The ghost face Rakshasa is full of complexity in her heart, people die for money, birds die for food, this is the definition of human nature left over from ancient times, but she didn't expect that Huai Jin would be planted headlong into it, and she didn't do it, and she took the entire ghost vine and witch flower clan.

"The woman deliberately avoided Huai Jin, it seemed that she was guilty and couldn't bear to face it, it seemed that she had fallen in love with Huai Jin but didn't want to admit it, the old man only knew that she was dead, and her unborn child died together in the clan land of the ghost vine witch flower, maybe she was killed by the angry clansmen."

The Great Elder shook his head, this killing could have been avoided, but it was because of human greed, so it had to be done.

"As a result, humanity naturally retreated, withdrew from the Wujiang swamp, and announced our race to the outside world, forcing us to start a migration.

Huai Jin seemed to have found his beloved woman in the corpse-strewn land, and he didn't know what the woman had done, so he planted the seeds of hatred deep in his heart. ”

Mo Ran looked at the Great Elder's closed eyes, and there seemed to be tears slipping down the corners of his eyes, and there seemed to be none.

"Once a person is blinded by hatred, he will not see anything good."