The red pupil is resurrected, and Ai Hui is dead.

Countless major events have happened this year, the unpredictable situation on the front line, the death of the commanders of both sides, etc., but none of the events have an impact that can be compared to the resurrection of Ai Hui's body by the red pupil.

The struggle between human beings, the struggle for the world and authority, the proof of merit and greatness, is lively and cruel. The appearance of the ancient demon god made all this seem like child's play. Humans are like fish competing for food in a pond, while demon gods hang their hooks leisurely by the pond.

Whether it is a demon or a god, as far as human beings are concerned, they are all masters high above their heads.

No one wants to be enslaved.

The panic caused by the resurrection of the red pupil is beyond imagination. In comparison, Ai Hui's death seemed so insignificant. Although he is the leader of the Matsuma faction and the commander of the front line, he is really not worth mentioning in the face of the fate of the entire human race.

For example, the army of the kingdom of God did not take the opportunity to attack, they chose to retreat, and they had no intention of fighting.

Whether it is the Kingdom of God, Tianxin City, or Emerald Forest, the most talked about on the streets and alleys is about the resurrection of the red pupil. People are worried, and the word "demon god" seems to have some mysterious and terrifying power, which can easily arouse fear in people's hearts.

And, of course, the Patriarchate.

Organizations that once lived in the dark underworld are now exposed to the sun. It is said that this mysterious organization single-handedly led the Red Pupil resurrection project, and they were ambitious to try to resurrect the red pupil to rule the world.

Tianxin City publicly issued a statement strongly condemning the Patriarch's plan to misdeeds and aiding the abuse.

In the afternoon of the same day, the Kingdom of God also issued a statement with fierce wording, expressing that the whole Kingdom of God would never accept the enslavement of the red pupil and would definitely fight to the end.

Emerald Forest's statement was much weaker, and they called on all humans to unite against the demon god Red Hitomi and the Patriarchate.

This is the first time in history that the three major forces have taken a stand at the same time. Everyone realized that the Patriarchate was an extremely evil organization, and that the purpose of their existence was to bury humanity once and for all.

In a short period of time, the Patriarch will become the public enemy of the whole world, like a rat crossing the street.

The torrent of denunciations and reproaches was overwhelming, but the top leaders of the Patriarchate disappeared as if out of thin air, and not a single person came out to say a word. It is like an avalanche where there will be a mass defection of members of the Patriarch.

The bits and pieces of the Patriarch's Guild have gradually surfaced, such as the Chaos Yuan Force and so on, but the most eye-catching is the grass hall.

It didn't take long for the method of entering the grass hall to quietly go away. Most people are afraid to try. And some daring guys, unable to resist their curiosity, couldn't help but enter the thatched hall, and they were immediately attracted by the wonderful world of the thatched hall. More and more people are flocking to the cottage, and people find that here, it is easy to break the restrictions of distance without any barriers to communication.

It makes people crazy about it.

In the past, the message tree allowed people to communicate with each other thousands of miles apart. However, with the outbreak of the blood disaster, the balance of the Five Elements Heavenly Yuan Force was broken, the Yuan Force was increasingly depleted, and the Message Tree gradually became unusable. People had to start adapting to a more primitive and slower pace of life. However, the life of the Five Elements has not been forgotten, and people still remember the life that was once fresh and convenient.

When the thatched cottage appeared in front of people, the craze it brought can be imagined.

Strangely, the Patriarchate seems to be indifferent to the increasingly lively thatched cottage, and has no intention of closing it.

Luo Hao entered the familiar door and entered the grass hall.

As soon as I entered the thatched hall, the noise came to my face. Although it was not the first time he had encountered it, he was still a little unaccustomed to it, and inadvertently recalled the old thatched cottage. In the past, there were not so many people in the thatched cottage, and it was not so noisy.

All around, there was a crowd of people looking around and exclaiming, just like tourists, curious about everything in the cottage.

Luo Hao retracted his gaze, lowered his head through the crowd, and walked to a no-man's corner.

He stretched out his palm, and circles of light lit up from the edge of his palm, and then a door of light appeared in front of him out of thin air, and he walked into the door of light. The crowd behind him let out an exclamation, and several people walked to Luo Hao's position just now and learned to stretch out their palms, but nothing happened. They muttered a few words under their breath and turned to leave.

Walking into Luo Hao, who walked into the light gate, the scenery in front of him changed, and the familiar scene came into view.

The Sen Luo Tavern is a well-known place for former members of the Patriarchate. Not long after the tavern was founded, it became famous for selling liquor. Nourishing wine is of great help to the spirit and spirit, and can strengthen the spirit and spirit, and many people come to visit it.

The price of Yanglu wine is not expensive, and everyone has gradually developed the habit of coming over for a drink, chatting and relaxing here. As time went on, the Sen Luo Tavern gradually became a distribution center for news, where you can inquire about all kinds of gossip.

Compared to the noise outside, the tavern was much quieter, and everyone sat together in twos and threes. There is a curtain of light around the table to block out the sound, so you don't have to worry about being overheard. Some light curtains also have ripples like water curtains, so you can't see the inside clearly, so as to prevent them from being targeted by people who understand lip language.

Luo Hao is a regular customer here, and he sits on a stool in front of the bar.

The boss was wearing a white apron, nodded at Luo Hao, and wiped the cup in his hand: "Have a cup?"

Luo Hao had a bitter face: "Just three spirits." ”

If you don't order a drink, you want to get half a sentence out of the mouth of this guy who picks the door. Luo Hao was familiar with the boss's temper, and despite the shyness in his pocket, he gritted his teeth and ordered a cup. Yangluo wine is divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the effect varies greatly, and Sanlu is the cheapest Yanglu wine.

The boss sighed: "Everyone is having a hard time." ”

He poured a glass of Sanlu wine and pushed it in front of Luo Hao.

Inside the glass, the drink glows faintly, like glowing seawater. The three white clusters of light in the wine floated and sanctuated, like three moons.

Luo Hao picked up the cup and took a sip carefully, and a cool breath moistened his throat. Although he knew that the wine didn't have an actual taste, Luo Hao couldn't help but show an expression of enjoyment. He only felt as if his whole body had been washed, and he was indescribably refreshed.

After enjoying a moment, he spoke: "Isn't business good? ”

The boss shook his head: "It's not comparable to before, I haven't sold a cup of six spirits in the past two days." ”

"No way, it's not that easy to make money now. Luo Hao swallowed a ball of light as he spoke, his eyes closed, his mind ethereal. All the troubles are far away from oneself, and the mind is indescribably peaceful.

He liked it, not just him, but most of the people who came to the Sen Luo Tavern.

After a long time, Luo Hao opened his eyes: "Boss, I'll inquire about something." ”

The boss smiled: "Don't ask me where the patriarchs are, everyone has to inquire when they come." ”

Tianxin City, God's Blood, and Emerald Forest have all offered huge bounties, and they are willing to pay for any clues from the Patriarch's Society, and each of the Patriarch's clues is astronomical, and the highest reward is where Red Pupil is now hiding.

There must be brave men under the heavy rewards, and I don't know how many people have eyed these rewards.

And former members of the Patriarchate like Luo Hao have a natural advantage, they know more insiders. But this time, the strange thing is that all the high-level people seem to have suddenly disappeared from the world, leaving no clues. Even their internal members did not receive any news.

Luo Hao smiled: "The boss has this clue, and he has already gone to receive the reward himself." ”

The smile on his face did not disappear, it was still so harmless to humans and animals, his voice was so small that he couldn't hear it even half a foot away from him, and pointed to the wine glass with a finger: "I want to ask the boss, where did these bosses come from?"

The boss who was wiping the cup made a gesture on his hand, and he said with a bitter face: "Of course it's inventory, my tavern will have to close in a few days." ”

Luo Hao didn't speak, just looked at the boss with a smile on his face.

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Ai Hui had a dream, a very vague dream. Faintly, he heard the voices of many people, the sound was very faint, obviously around him, but for some reason he couldn't hear it clearly. No matter how he hit the spirit, the voice was still so indistinct, like a world apart.

He dreamed of a lot of blood, a lot of faces.

Those pale faces, like white lacquer masks, fluttered in the air, singing songs he didn't understand.

The scene was a little terrifying, but Ai Hui wasn't afraid, but he didn't like it. The faces were still indistinct, though, and their voices were swaying.

Later, the dream became more chaotic, and I felt like driftwood soaked in the seawater, muddy, floating and sinking. I can't get my strength up, I have nowhere to struggle, I don't know where to go.

When he woke up from the dream, Ai Hui subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. There is probably nothing more terrible in the dream, whether it is life or death, at least there is a decision.

He likes a life that is still a little cooler.

Even death is not so terrible. He didn't want to die, it wasn't fear, he was able to deal with the inevitable fate of death a long time ago. Who can escape death?

Just don't regret it.

In a daze, Ai Hui opened his eyes. The long period of confusion slowed down his brain's reaction, and after a while, his consciousness gradually returned to clarity. It's like a loose bow that has been bent a little bit, and the bowstring is re-attached. When the bowstring is re-tauted and corrected, it becomes dangerous again.

Ai Hui was like this bow, his gaze becoming alert and vigilant.

The night sky was as dark as usual.

Below him was cold, hard rock, and he struggled to his feet. Looking down at himself, there were no wounds on his body, which surprised him a little, and he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have been injured before he fell unconscious.

The important thing now is to figure out where exactly it is.

The empty black wasteland, with no end in sight, alone and alone, the wind was strong and cold, and the chill was to the bone. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but black rocks.

Where is this?

Ai Hui looked around, and the doubts in his heart became thicker.