In the lion-man camp, Dorcus stood at the forefront, looking at the cavalry that was gradually pressing up, and the corners of his mouth showed a faint smile at the same time.

Liel on the side was also staring closely into the distance, seeing those war horses with steady steps, his brows seemed to be twisted together, and even his expression was stern.

At this moment, the rat guard on the side slowly approached, whispered a few words to Liele's side, and then turned to leave.

"My lord, it seems that the news is good, the cavalry on the opposite side is indeed the 27th Corps, which is really a narrow road. Liele's voice was filled with hatred.

It was only because he was bumped into by Xilin when he was escorting the Fire Marble, that is, in that battle, he lost his left arm.

Dorcas didn't seem to care about Liel's words, and still carefully looked at the cavalry phalanx opposite.

After a while, Dorcas spoke: "Liel, are the wolf cavalry ready, the combat strength of the 27th Corps is not weak. ”

Dorcas's voice was still very faint, he had broken through to the level of the strong not long ago, on the battlefield, the strong man is the invincible being, this is the law that will never change.

"Lord Hui, ready, now the entire Tuna Forest is under our control. There was a hint of smugness in Liele's tone.

Hearing this, Dorcas turned his head to look at Riel, and then looked forward again, although it was only for a moment, but it was swept by a strong man, but it also made Riel's heart tighten.

"Remember, don't always think about hatred, strength is the most important thing. Dokas said lightly, "You go and sue Sù Salen, this time you don't have to do your best." Adults there. Let him explain it himself. ”

"Yes!" replied Liel quickly. Naturally, he didn't dare to say more, so he retreated to the side tremblingly.

The spirit stone rotated slightly, no matter how ordinary it was, there was no domineering fluctuation, no dazzling light.

More than ten steps away from the altar, Xilin and Rist stood lightly, only to see Xilin slowly stretch out his hand, palm up. As if receiving some kind of summoning, the spirit stone slowly flew towards the two of them, and then gently landed in Xilin's palm.

Looking at the spirit stone in his hand, there seemed to be scenes of images floating in Xilin's mind.

From knowing the spring of life, to the entrustment of Elder Emer of the Garland tribe, and then to the adventure in the Kus Mountains, to seeing the silver dragon Norlando who has gone through countless years.

This qiē seems to be yesterday.

Cillin believes that the past two years or so have been the happiest days of his life. Although I went through all kinds of hardships and obstacles, I overcame them one by one.

Right now. Xilin suddenly remembered that the words of the old man in Tsing Yi in the land of divine blessing were also said by the prophetic god of St. Norath: The land burned by war will once again become the territory of heroes.

Could it be that I can really take on that heavy responsibility?

Xilin asked himself in his heart, looking at the spirit stone in his hand, and the small ring.

"Lord Xilin......"

Rist saw that Xilin was staring at the spirit stone, and he didn't bother at first, but this was an extremely sacred place, so he tried to scream twice.

Sirin looked up at Lister and just smiled faintly: "Sorry, I was rude just now." ”

"It's okay Lord Xilin, now it seems that this spirit stone has been successfully unsealed, Riester congratulates you. Rist said with a smile.

"Hehe, thanks to Mr. List, as well as Elder Olaf and the other two elders, if it weren't for you, I guess I would have to look for another spirit stone, the extreme of life is not necessarily a good place. Cillin said as he walked out of the main hall with Rist.

The echo of the promenade is not too big.

The extremes of life, according to Norlando's words, the places where all living beings are destroyed and full of vitality belong to the extremes of life, but in Xilin's view, not to mention the sixth level of the martial artist, even the ninth level of the martial artist is not enough to see, such a place, how can ordinary people go, even if they get there, they will not come out alive.

The two of them walked in the corridor of the main hall, but this time it was not the same as last time, Rist did not lead Xilin to the door, but walked to another unique corridor.

"Mr. Lister, what is this?"

Xilin asked as he walked.

Rist smiled, "Oh, it's like this, Lord Xilin, although I'm sorry, but our sect master wants to meet you, so ......"

The two of them spoke, and their footsteps did not stop.

The road didn't last long, but it came to an end after a while.

Xilin was not unkind, he looked at Rist beside him, and saw that the other party bowed slightly to him, and Xilin withdrew his gaze and entered a room next to the road.

Rist didn't follow, but gently closed the wooden door to the room.

The room was chic.

It is more prominent than the style of Yongdao.

The quaint tables and chairs, as well as the frescoes and the domes, all show the nobility of the owner.

Cillin had no doubt that even if it was said that this was Emperor Roland's study, he would agree.

However, although the style is somewhat similar to the Guran Continent, as a nobleman, Xilin knows that this is definitely not something from the Guran Continent.

Although Xilin is not proficient in history, he also knows something, the Roland Empire, and some empires before it, absolutely did not have that kind of ornamentation, and this kind of gold is by no means ordinary gold and silver, let alone the pigments used by some painters.

Just as Xilin was fascinated by those patterns, a magnetic voice suddenly sounded behind him. "Special, isn't it?"

The deep voice made Xilin's whole body shake slightly!

It can be said that when the first word entered Xilin's ears, there was only a blank in his mind, yes, a blank space.

The sound of soft footsteps sounded in the room, and Cillin could feel that the man was approaching step by step.

This kind of nervousness made the golden wisp in his arms poke out a small head.

"Xilin ......"

Another soft call.

Xilin turned around suddenly, and from the compartment on the side, a person came out, looking at him closely.

"Xilin......" The other party continued: "Is it Xilin?"

The excitement in his tone was palpable, and if Olaf or Rist saw such a scene, their jaws would have to drop.

The Sect Master, who has always cultivated to a high level and is mysterious, has tears in his eyes.

"I'm my father...... Xilin ...... "The middle-aged man took two steps forward, but Xilin had already froze, and when he saw the other party approaching him, he involuntarily took two steps back.

Cillin stared into the other's eyes, but he couldn't see any answers.

"Didn't you say that your father had died in battle, in order to resist the demons, in order to buy time for the emperor to escape, but now ......"

All along, Xilin dreamed of having a father, but he didn't remember what his father looked like, more than ten years have passed, and everything has been buried in history, is his father really not dead, and he is standing in front of him?

"My Xilin, my Doyle, I'm really a father......" The man saw that Xilin didn't move, his eyes were full of tears, and he finally couldn't hold on anymore.

Xilin was stunned, really stunned. (To be continued......)