"Auntie..."

"Ah Niang!!"

"Ah!!h , Zhang Er lowered his head, expanded his mouth, vented the anger in his heart, and could no longer bear the attack of tears, and burst into tears.

The cry of despair resounded through the sky, forming a ripple, like a pair of invisible big hands, whistling towards the surroundings.

"Aha!! Ahahahaha!! ”

Zhang Er's more and more crazy laughter filled the space around him, and all of this turned into hideous and terrifying laughter as his grief reached the limit.

The manic currents, the bright tattoos, and the wildly beating heart sounded the roar of the world centered on him.

The blood-red eyes slowly flowed out of a black glow, like a snake's eyes, which made people shudder.

At this moment, he is like a steam engine about to explode, his anger is venting, he is screaming in pain, and he is sending fatal questions to heaven and earth.

The scorching heart is once again at its limit, three hundred times a minute, three hundred and fifty times a minute, and this is not enough.

1,200 times a minute, 1,500 times a minute!

It's still not enough, the anger that erupts in his body is enough to swallow all the light and everything in the world.

Two thousand times a minute, two thousand seven hundred times a minute!

Zhang Er's skin began to crack irregularly, and the burning flames shook like a demon whispering in his ear, burn! Burn your anger and become a source of your strength.

A rag that burned everything ignited up and down his body, and his hair flew up and down without wind.

Despair because of anticipation, anger out of despair.

Zhang Er's consciousness became more and more cloudy, he only knew one thing, kill!!

Slaughter the world! Not enough!

The murderous aura condensed by the rage followed the vast sea of qi

Soar into the sky.

But just as Zhang Er was about to burst out and rush towards the forest, a hand suddenly appeared and lightly touched his back.

The wave formed by the sea of qi disappeared in an instant, and the cracked skin stopped spreading further.

Everything ended with this hand that suddenly appeared.

It was none other than the monk who followed him all the way, and at this moment he shook his head with a solemn face.

looked at Zhang Er, who had passed out, and still maintained an angry roar, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Master Zhang... It's not time yet, you should rest."

"Sleep, let sleepiness and exhaustion wash your heart again, the pain is always there, and you need to face it with your own truth"

Jane also took a deep breath in disbelief when they arrived.

"No, it won't... How could Uncle Chai Chenquan be so powerful... How could this be...", Jane slumped to the ground, still unable to believe what was in front of her.

The monk held Zhang Er's body in the past, looked at the top of the mountain, and chanted the scriptures from his mouth step by step.

It wasn't until the stone gate outside the cave that he put Zhang Er down.

"Master Zhang, I'll put it here, presumably as a master, you can't make a move, it's also very uncomfortable"

"However, the little monk suggests that you ask Master Zhang not to fight easily."

"When the time comes, I will make a move", he said lightly.

The monk folded his hands, bowed to the stone gate, and then went down the mountain.

A moment later, the stone door opened, and Harlan walked out, now that he had regained control of his body, it would take at least a few days for his strength to regain his strength.

He had already noticed everything below, but he couldn't make a move, that woman was too strong.

With his current state, he can't win and must return to the peak, whether it is a demon or someone else, Harlan believes that he can solve it.

It's just that Zhang Er's changes made him a little frightened, and just when he broke out, Harlan felt that Zhang Er might have been infinitely close to the level of a god.

And the strange monk, "Did he see anything?" Harlan shook his head, grabbed Zhang Er on the ground and walked in.

The monks and the Daur patriarchs, as well as Jane, buried the Evenki warriors and buried the Evenki people.

These people of the Daur tribe also know what they are facing this time.

All of them have solemn faces, the pawns of the demon clan are already like this, it is hard to imagine how powerful the first demon will be when he is truly born.

"We must take the lead", Gu Junwei looked at the location of the forest, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent .

This demon must not be allowed to be born successfully, at least he must be beaten back, while he has not completely recovered.

In the dark, Zhang Er stretched out his hand helplessly, and with a kind and warm smile, the empty rain in front of him poured him a cup of mountain deer milk.

"Zhuangzhuang, you must be healthy, I may not live long, I haven't been so happy for many years"

"What? Do you still want to hear A-Niang sing? ”

Kong Mingyu looked at him kindly, and gently stroked his cheek with his hand.

Those eyes were full of love and love.

"At that time, there was no moon in the sky, only stars and the sun, and the moon was only fifteen days, and the sea began to move, and the mountains of the desert under the sea began to move, and soon the birds flew back, and the cuckoo also came back, and he was a shaman among the birds, and he spat on it, and it became a river, and willows and birches grew on both banks, and the mountains were covered with red pines, fallen leaves, aspens, and black birches, and the birch bark boats on the mother's river floated into the canyon."

"Write an immortal legend with Bingqing's state of mind, the eternal wandering scenery of heaven and earth is depressed and frustrated in ancient songs, and it is where the sun rises, the warriors of Evenki sing the victory of Jiaye."

"Remember my son, you will always be the best in A-Niang's heart, don't hurt your body casually"

"This is my last wish"

The figure became more and more blurred, like a final farewell, with tears in Zhang Er's eyes.

This person is none other than his aunt in this world, a mother's love he hasn't felt for many years, a hope, and his light.

"Niang... Don't go..."

"I beg you... No... Don't...", he knelt in the darkness and cried helplessly, yes she was leaving, but still helping Zhang Er pray.

I hope he lives well, even if he pays it back with his own life, anything.

Zhang Er here, without any power, no energy comparable to a demigod, only darkness and himself.

It was like a long time ago, everyone left, and he couldn't stop him, they all left.

"Stinky shit, cry"

"It's good to cry, and it will continue tomorrow, and she hopes that you will live strongly, don't you?"

An's figure walked out slowly, and she hugged Zhang Er distressedly.

I was finally able to touch him, although it was in the space of consciousness, but it was enough.

"Ann... I can't protect anyone... I... I can't help it, I..."

"I know, you've worked hard, cry out, I'll be with you"

Zhang Er is more like a helpless child, crying bitterly in An's arms.

"It's okay, even if you're the enemy of the world... I will be there for you."

Now she lives in Zhang Er's body as a soul, empathizing with him, Zhang Er's sadness, Zhang Er's helplessness.

His confusion and anger, as well as the sorrow hidden in his heart.

She knows it, and it also makes An extremely distressed, this person who laughs and laughs on weekdays always hides what is in his heart and is unwilling to express it.

Of course you don't know, I'm not happy because I'm always hippie smiley.

This is Zhang Er's heart, but An knows that all she can do is to accompany her.

As his last safe haven.

I don't know how long it has been, the darkness in the consciousness space has become more and more scarlet, and Zhang Er has fallen asleep.

Ann looked around and couldn't help but sigh.

"Stinky shit, you've changed, you've matured, you've become believable"

"It's just that the wounds in your heart can't be healed..."

"If I could, I would be in this life, okay?"

Gently caressing his cheek, Ann took a tear and gently held it in his mouth, which was bitter and sad.

She empathizes with Zhang Er.

"Sleep, you're tired, tired..."

Slowly, slowly, she gently played with Zhang Er's body and let him lie in her arms.

"I really want to feel your temperature again, feel your arms, feel your tears and real joy"

The darkness grew farther and farther away, and they disappeared into the darkness.

And outside the forest, the gathered crowd stared at the roaring demonic beasts inside, as well as Wen Xiaoxiao sitting in the distance.

She was drinking tea at the moment, and she seemed very comfortable, and she didn't even take this group of people seriously.

Battles are about to break out, and no matter how fierce the monsters are, or the warriors who fight to the death, they are all turned into paintings scattered and dead here.

The ground trembled wildly, and in the distance, hundreds of Oroqen tribes, riding magical beasts, were coming.

Behind them were a herd of millions of terrifying beasts, and it was only at this time that Wen Xiaoxiao showed his solemnity.

"These guys are finally willing to come, it's been two days, and it's too slow", Gu Junwei licked the blood on the corner of his mouth, and the battle intent in his eyes was even stronger.

After all, the arrival of the Oroqen clan has officially pulled the battlefield, what a bullshit demon clan.

In the region, the nation with the strongest real meaning is here.

"Gu Junwei didn't expect you to be alive, I thought you were all dead," Casas mocked.

"I want to know, how much money did the Evenks give you to make you work so hard, in my opinion, all the warriors of the tribe are here."

"Fuck you, you old immortal are alive, how can I die", Gu Junwei immediately ironic.

"Besides, what money to give, this is the meaning of our existence"

As far as his eyes could see, it was the depths of the forest, and the demonic aura over there was even deeper, and it was obvious that there were other monsters that were in the way.

The one inside is the master.

"Yo, but I underestimate you, do you want to make a bet?" Casas raised an eyebrow at him, seemingly interested.

After all, the arrival of the Oroqen clan directly pushed the battlefield forward, not to mention that there are too many monsters, can there be more demonic beasts of their tribe.

"Bet on what?" , Gu Junwei raised his head, a little uncertain.

Casas laughed: "Of course it's a bet, who can kill the demon inside"

"Then you want to be blind, we are not as good as you Oroqen in team battles, but we can't fight you", Gu Junwei said disdainfully.