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Sighing slightly, Yan Zi's beautiful face was reflected with an indescribable strange god, she stared at Ling Hu Jue like this, her voice was light and ethereal, "Ling Hu Gongzi, I called you here today to tell you about some of the ancient clans on your continent, I hope it will help you in the future." ”

"Thank you, Miss Yanzi. Linghu said sincerely, although he didn't know why Yanzi helped him repeatedly, but this friendship was firmly in his heart.

"According to the different camps, the ancient hundred races are roughly divided into gods and demons. The Protoss is led by the Light Clan, the Rainbow Clan, and the Titan Clan, while the Demon Clan is centered on the three Heavenly Demon Clans, and the Bright Clan cultivates the magic and fighting spirit of the Light Clan, with a population of nearly one million in its heyday. The Rainbow Clan, who cultivates the Rainbow Fighting Qi, is a demon warrior. And the Titans are the darlings of the gods, they are naturally strong, and almost all adult Titans have the realm of war. On the Demon Clan's side, the Remnant Moon Clan cultivates the magic of the jīng god system, the Devourer Clan practices space magic, and the Sa Star Clan is known for its dark summoning magic. In addition to these major human clans, the most famous are the three major alien races of the jīng spirit clan, the dragon clan, and the dwarf clan, among which the jīng spirit clan is the most powerful, the dragon clan is the most mysterious, and the dwarf clan is the most united. With that, she cast her gaze far away into the dark sky, and the night was bleak.

"Then do these clans and alien races have inheritance now?" Ling Hu Jue took advantage of Yanzi's pause and asked his own question.

smiled slightly, and there was a layer of paleness and haggard on Xiu's face that could not be hidden. "Heaven and earth are changing, and all races are present. I believe that in the near future, these ancient clans will appear on the mainland. ”

"What about the orc clan and the ghost ninja clan?" Ling Hu Jue was a little dazed, in his impression, these two clans seemed to be more powerful.

Yanzi shook her head, and the two rows of neat and delicate shell teeth shone with a faint porcelain light in the night. She said quietly, "The strength of a clan does not depend on the number of people, but on the combat power at the top. During the Great War of the Hundred Races, the population of the Orc Race exceeded 100 million, but there were few War Emperors, but the population of the Titan Race was only tens of thousands, but there were strong War Emperors. A small clan like the Oni Ninja can only serve as cannon fodder during the Great War of the Hundred Clans. ”

Thinking about it, the three people sent by the Bright Clan to assassinate him all have the realm of war, and the Ghost Ninja Clan, although there are a lot of people, but the real powerhouse seems to be the only one who is the Ghost Ninja Princess. "Then where are these ancient clans hiding?" Ling Hu asked coldly.

The lip flap opened lightly, and Yanzi said softly, "Space Secret Realm." "I see. Linghu Jue suddenly brightened, remembering the mysterious island he had been to with Night Charm, and there was no problem at all for tens of thousands of people to live. "What is the relationship between the temple and the Bright Clan?" Thinking of what Yan Zi just said, when the Bright Clan was in its heyday, there were millions of people in the clan, and a cold air floated from the bottom of his heart.

"The temple can be said to be the eyeliner planted by the Bright Clan on the mainland, and it can be said to be the peripheral organization of the Bright Clan. Yanzi saw a hint of hesitation in Ling Fox's pupils. To be honest, until now, she doesn't think that she is an enemy of the temple, so Linghu has a slight chance of winning. But remembering the prophecy passed down from the clan, her heart flashed a little bit of light.

Carefully digesting every bit of information in Yanzi's words, Ling Hu Jue suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he was destined to be involved with these ancient clans from birth, and he was also destined to embark on a difficult and tortuous road, whether the end of this road was a blessing or a curse He didn't know, but one thing he knew very well was that this road must go on. In that case, then what is there to worry about, die, then just die. In life, what I ask for is nothing more than four words, worthy of my heart.

Thinking about this, Ling Hujue's eyebrows were filled with majestic vitality, and the hesitation in his pupils disappeared. The corners of his lips pulled up a faint smile and said, "Miss Yanzi, take the liberty of asking, what role will you play?"

Seeing that Linghu Juejun's face exuded a layer of clear and fierce brilliance, Yanzi's heart trembled involuntarily, her cheeks turned red, and her voice was as low as a whisper in her sleep: "I, I will only be loyal to one person." Thinking that he was doubting his intentions, he looked up and stared, and there was a layer of holiness in his beautiful eyes. "Believe me, the reason why I know so much is because, in my hands, there is something they all want. ”

Of course, Linghu would never be stupid to ask what it was, and looked at the night sè outside the window, and got up to say goodbye. Yanzi didn't stay, she stood up to see her off, looking at the disappearing back, Yanzi's eyes were like the night sè outside the window, with a strong sense of loneliness and worry.

Leaving Qingshui Tower, Linghu did not return to Green Willow City, but let Lie Yan gallop in the direction of Dìdū again. The conversation with Yanzi just now gave him a new understanding of form. He wants to see someone, someone he wants to see, but is afraid to see.

In the study in the backyard of the Linghu family's mansion, Linghu Ming sat alone at the desk and pondered, facing the glittering magic crystal lamp on the table, staring at his eyebrows, as if the light was flickering and beating slightly, and it could reveal something to him......

He had already received the news that Linghu had entered Dìdū, and although it was not unexpected, the apprehension in his heart still made his brows furrow and his eyes gloomy.

Dìdū is now in a delicate balance, and the suppression of other family forces by the Nangong Wanglian Temple has recently been much more restrained. This kind of convergence only made him more worried, you know, if you put a long line, then it will be a big fish. And Jue'er happens to be the bait of the hook on this line.

Gently tapping on his forehead, Ling Hu Ming thought deeply, the god was solemn but annoying...... And at this moment, a breeze blew, as if something suddenly appeared, making Hu Ming subconsciously raise his head, and couldn't suppress the light tremor of his voice: "It's you." ”

This uninvited guest was Ling Hu Jue, he looked at the slightly old face, the softest place in his heart was touched, and tried to calm his feelings, but his tone still fluctuated slightly, "Entrusted by someone, visit late at night, and ask Marshal Ling Hu to forgive me." ”

The ups and downs in Ling Huming's heart at this moment are no less than those of Ling Hu, but after fighting in the court for so many years, there are still such a little control. What he wondered in his heart was how Ling Hu Jue managed to sneak in quietly without alerting the shadow guards outside. And let himself, a samurai who has reached the realm of a war commander, not be aware of it at all.

Pressing the confusion into his abdomen, Ling Hu Ming stood up and said, "General Ling Hu, sit, sit quickly." ”

Handing the letter that the old man Haiqing had brought to the table, Ling Hu Jue sat down on the carved rattan chair in front of the desk. Ling Huming's gaze swept over the envelope, and the familiar handwriting made him tremble suddenly, and he froze there like thunder. How could they have met? Thinking of this, Ling Hu Ming twitched all over, his hands trembled excitedly, and he just wanted to say something? But seeing Ling Hu Jue's calm face without a little waves, he was stunned, he knew that there were some things, and it was not time to uncover the hole cards, you know, sometimes tacit is the last line of defense.

Although he tried his best to control his feelings, the light of Ling Huming's pupils was still a little scattered, and he said a little flusteredly, "General Ling Hu, hard work, hard work." ”

On the way here, he imagined countless times that the two of them wanted to see the scene, although he was not ready to accept it, but deep down, he was still vaguely demanding an affirmation. The faint loss replaced the softness that had just been touched in his heart with hardness, and the original plan came to naught in an instant, he couldn't sit still, stood up, and said emotionlessly, "The letter has been delivered, and I am leaving." ”

After speaking, the whole body was so illusory that it seemed to be a faint wisp of light smoke, which suddenly floated up, making it too late for Ling Huming to stop it.

"What kind of person?" A long whip flew up from the darkness, **like a wave, and the inverted whisker hook of the whip body, with the constant swing, flashed a little cold light!

Turning his figure lightly, Ling Hu Jue knew that the change in his feelings made him not be careful when he came in, and alarmed the guards who were ambushed around. "Stop. Ling Hu Ming, who had already followed to the door of the room, shouted loudly, and before his words fell, Ling Hu Jue had already swept out of the gap in the flying whip shadow and disappeared into the night.

The whip-wielding guard was about to confess, only to hear the door "clang" and be slammed shut.

Late at night, even the streets of dìdū are already a rarity for people. Ling Hu Jue walked slowly, his eyes were closed, and a crystal teardrop slipped down, leaving a shallow tear stain on his face, but in his heart, carved a deep scar.