"Give me a portrait of Baudelaire, find me his location, and act tonight. ”

"What about him?What is Tang Gongzi going to deal with?" Moyna looked at Zhao Kuo, who was surrounded by green fire: "He is the treasure of Dingxi Palace, if he folds here, I'm afraid the old prince will go crazy and won't spare you." ”

"Listen to what you mean, if I spare Zhao Kuo, the King of Dingxi will treat me as a guest? I knelt down for him today, or chopped him, and the relationship between Dingxi Wangfu and me is the same. Tang Yan walked up to Zhao Kuo, looked at it fixedly, and let out a cold snort between his snorts.

"Do you really want to kill him? If the Three Holy Lands find out, I'm afraid they won't sit idly by. ”

"You care about him very much?" Tang Yan glanced at her.

Moyna smiled: "Don't get me wrong, Tang Gongzi, since I came here today, I have decided to be on the same side as you, I just put forward an opinion, I really don't mean anything else." ”

"The ghouls are wiped out...... The funeral flower clan survived...... Dingxi Palace...... is really majestic" Tang Yan sneered and waved his hand to remove the green fire, but the next moment, Lun rounded his fist and beat him wildly.

The fists were covered with scales, surging with green fire, and slammed into it like a cannonball.

Boom Boom!

The violent collision shattered Zhao Kuo's golden sand silkworm chrysalis, and blood began to ooze from the cracks that kept crumbling.

Moyna was frightened when she saw this, and she frowned lightly and turned to leave the cave.

"The debts of the father and the son, as well as the debts of your ancestors, will be repaid by you first. If Zhaoyi and I spare you, I won't let it go. Tang Yan's face was gloomy, and finally picked up the black coffin, exerted all his strength, and blasted his golden sand, revealing Zhao Kuo, whose flesh and blood were blurred.

The violent collision finally collapsed the cave, burying the spacious cave with a bang, and burying the seriously injured Zhao Kuo alive.

"Dead?" Moyna waited outside.

"I want his life, and it has nothing to do with me whether he dies or not. If you want to blame it, you can blame the Three Holy Lands for not being rescued in time, and blame the sky for not leaving him a way out. Tang Yan threw himself away.

"Tang Gongzi is really the same as the rumors, ruthless enough, simple enough!" Moyna smiled softly and left immediately, but before leaving, she left a puff of fluorescent powder without a trace, sprinkled on the ground, forming a line of words - bury people under the mountain, save!

Shortly after they left, a group of people who were searching the neighborhood rushed over.

The collapse of the mountain and the fierce dust and fog were so spectacular that it was difficult for them not to see it.

"There seems to be someone inside?!Dig it for me!!" A strong man in the Valley of the Wicked discovered the fluorescent word and immediately ordered to dig it.

On the other side, Moyna and Tang Yan galloped one after the other among the dark undulating mountains and ravines, constantly infested with demon beasts along the way, and even warriors searched for the traces of the Moon Spirit Deer. Neither of them paid any attention, skillfully dodging, and kept running forward.

Tang Yan's Moon Spirit Deer followed closely behind him, and his speed was a little outrageous.

"Tang Gongzi don't be impatient, give me more time, I will definitely be able to find him, I shouldn't be able to run too far." Moyna seemed a little anxious, constantly changing directions in the mountains and the sky, sometimes hibernating in the bushes, listening to the movements of the mountains and searching for targets.

Tang Yan didn't urge, and followed quietly behind. His mind is still stuck in the story narrated by Moina, and his consciousness is moving, in series, scene after scene, scene after scene, like a real image, reproducing the history of thousands of years ago.

The superiority of the family, the entanglement of interests, the poison of desire, and the struggle for dignity, it is really difficult to judge who is right and who is wrong, no matter who he stands on, he has a corresponding starting point. But Tang Yan is not a historian, let alone a philanthropist, he has his own secular judgment standards, and has his own line of rewards and punishments for good and evil, and the Dingxi Royal Mansion must take responsibility and pay the price for the destruction of Zhaoyi and Ruoxi's two female groups!

The two ethnic groups fled en masse, the ghoul clan swore not to surrender, and the funeral flower clan protested by self-immolation, all kinds of historical tragedies have been drowned in the long river of time, and no one remembers, mentions, or recalls. But Tang Yan made a firm decision, he must let the dusty evil reappear in the world, and let the Dingxi Royal Mansion pay the price for the bloody case of that year.

Tang Yan was sad at the moment because Zhaoyi and Ling Ruoxi thought back to the past, all the way out of the western frontier, fleeing from the empire, living in the desert, evading pursuit, they didn't even dare and couldn't ask what their own race would look like after it, and they didn't dare and couldn't imagine the disasters that the race might face.

For thousands of years, they have left their homeland and grown up alone, and for thousands of years, have they ever forgotten their homeland? Have they ever looked forward to returning to their homeland, even if they know if their relatives are still alive...... Are you doing well......

Tang Yan didn't plan to let Zhaoyi and Ling Ruoxi remember that gray memory anymore, and he didn't want them to know the bleak fate of his race, so as not to make them sad and painful, but this debt ...... Tang Yan had to get it back for them......

"I think I've found them. I don't know how long it took, Moina's reminder pulled Tang Yan back from her memories.

"Lead the way. Tang Yan was not very interested, and even a little irritable. frowned and continued to think about how to deal with the Dingxi Palace, if he didn't kill Zhao Kuo just now, he didn't want to cause the dissatisfaction of the Three Holy Lands in advance, and second, he wanted to rub Zhao Kuo's sharp spirit and kill his prestige.

Zhao Kuo has been seriously injured, if he wants to wake up and recover again, it will take at least one day, and by the time he can continue to track the Moon Spirit Deer, I am afraid it will already be the morning of April 3, and he is destined to be eliminated in the first round and become a laughing stock for all parties.

Far more painful than killing him.

"Tang Gongzi followed closely, and he will see him soon. But don't worry, Baudelaire is very weak, and he has nothing to do, Tang Gongzi can kill him with one move, and I will handle the matter of removing the traces. Moyna looked back at Tang Yan and quietly reminded her.

"I'm only responsible for seriously injuring him, killing him or not, and how to deal with it, it's up to you to do it. "Tang Yan is not a fool, and he will not let people use him as a gunman casually. There are nearly 10,000 Holy Lands envoys monitoring all over the mountains, and if you really can't deal with any clues left cleanly, you will be charged with murder and anger at the Three Holy Lands.

But if you would have seriously injured someone and given Moyna the final killing, it would be a different story.

"Tang Gongzi is afraid that I will hurt you?" Moyna smiled.

"What kind of enmity do you have against him? Tang Yan asked rhetorically.

"It's just a personal grudge, Tang Gongzi won't be interested in hearing it. Moyna sped up slightly, constantly detouring, avoiding nearby warriors and demon beasts: "Can you ask Tang Gongzi a question?"

"Say it. ”

"What kind of problems do you think the Three Holy Lands will set for us, and what kind of prizes will they give in the end?"

"You think I might know?"

"Let me ask you another question, does Tang Gongzi think that after this incident in the Valley of the Wicked, there will be a war between the Xingluo Empire and the Great Qianhuang Dynasty?"

"No comment, I didn't learn prophecy. ”

"Let me ask you another question, who do you personally think was responsible for the incident that happened in the forbidden settlement? Tang Gongzi, don't get me wrong, I'm just a little curious. Moyna asked if she had a match, leading Tang Yan to sprint through the dark and chaotic mountain forest.

The night was already very dark, but the starry sky was surrounded by a bright full moon, sprinkling the silver glow on the canopy of the mountains, and the slender fluorescence passed through the gaps in the canopy of the branches and trees, and plunged into the dark mountain forest.

Tang Yan was led by Moina, constantly turning directions, and then he was a little dizzy, frowned, and stopped directly: "Where are you going to take me? I don't have the energy to play hide and seek with you." ”

"Shhhhh Moyna suddenly became vigilant and pointed to the valley in front of her: "It's just ahead." ”

Tang Yan looked around at the surrounding environment, and three giant peaks towered up, jointly arching into a special valley. In order to explore the inner environment, he quietly stimulated Sen Luo's eyes, and his eyes passed through the staggered and mixed ancient trees, through the moss-covered boulder piles, all the way to the valley five hundred meters away.

The area is not too large, only the size of two or three football fields, but the trees are sloppy, the ancient trees are towering, dense, even the ground is full of thick rhizomes, and the shadow of the land cannot be seen, and the messy branches are woven into a thick 'barrier', blocking the soaking of the moonlight, and the inside is black like thick ink, and there is a strange sense of oppression.

In the most central part of the valley, among the roots of an old tree, there was indeed a man dressed in black, wearing a strange metal mask, his face could not be seen clearly, but the mask could not block Tang Yan's Senluo eyes. After squinting for a while, he suddenly felt that the man was somewhat familiar. "He's Baudelaire?"

When a word was spoken, Moina, who was leaping forward, almost fell off the branch and looked back in shock: "Can you see the valley?"

Tang Yan glanced at Moina, surprised by her reaction. "I can't see it, I just feel a breath there. ”

"Really?" Moyna was a little flustered, and immediately turned her head away, and quickly rushed forward: "Don't rub it off, he's very cunning, don't let him run." ”

Tang Yan immediately followed, but he didn't take a few steps, his heart moved slightly, when Sen Luo glanced at Moyna just now, he saw through her veil and saw her appearance clearly, at that moment, how could it be a little familiar?

But when I thought about it carefully, I couldn't remember her appearance clearly, after all, it was just a glimpse just now, and I didn't deliberately observe it.