Although Mr. Qu himself may not have realized it, one of his lessons solved a big problem for Qi Lang.

The memories of those lost memories have always been a knot in Qi Lang's heart, especially the fragments of mutilated memories that are always full of blood, forcing him to go crazy. He had suffered and struggled for this, especially during the period when his soul had just merged with Iglo, and the nightmarish entanglement of the snow wolf almost made him mistakenly believe that he was destined to sink into the mud in a rage and perish in the slaughter.

Fortunately, there is still some warmth preserved in his memory, and his gentle nature also reminds him not to deviate from the right path. But the devil of hatred still lurks in the deepest corners of the soul, and when the external environment reaches the right conditions, he will sneak out, put on a posture that should be so, and raise the poisonous fruit of temptation to him, and the blood-red river, the flames in the sky, and the mountains of warrior heads, are more like pictures with magical power, which makes him addicted to pain and unable to extricate himself for a long time.

But now, the kind and wise old man has struck the morning bell - it's time to wake up from the nightmare, and when you open your eyes, it's a beautiful morning.

At the same time, Qi Lang felt as if he had a greater gain--the six puzzles tied to the wolf's tooth necklace, "Mind will piece together the beautiful scenery"! Mr. Qu mentioned a voice, and it was that moment that reminded him to focus on good memories, which in Qi Lang's understanding should be his kind soul. The "sanity" mentioned in the riddle is, in a general sense, the clearest reason in the depths of people's hearts, and it is under the admonition of that reason that people will make the right choice between beauty and ugliness, and put together the beautiful scenery in their memories little by little, so as to be full of longing and belief in the future.

From this point of view, "memory" should be the answer, but those wolf fangs did not give birth to any signs. Only three of them have changed color: one has become as red as fire, one is deepening gray, and the other is completely transparent.

This shows that the fourth chalice did not begin to be filled with wine. Probably it was still waiting for an opportunity, Qi Lang had already mastered the trick, and he wouldn't force himself to be too entangled in these puzzles, because they were already on the way, maybe not far ahead. All he had to do now was to accept the power that those few wolf fangs occasionally brought with him, and put them into the invisible passage in his body. It was a very mysterious and wonderful feeling, and although Qi Lang still couldn't tell how useful they were, at least he had reaped the benefits of opening up both the path of a cultivator and a warrior at the same time.

After resting for a week in Zulu Town, seeing that order in the town is gradually returning to normal, and the troops of the Otto Empire have not re-killed and harmed, I hope that the legion should be able to hit the road.

Out of the valley to the east, you will step into the land of the Principality of Jade. From a distance, the tens of thousands of hectares of green grassland seem to be a huge jade flat at the feet, stretching out into the infinite distance. Waving to the crowd at the entrance of the town, the horses roared and galloped east!

Among the many eastern kingdoms, the Jade Duchy was once an extremely wealthy small country, it was originally a feudal vassal state of the Middle-earth Empire, and the founder was a duke surnamed Nie. But six or seven centuries ago, with the collapse of the Middle-earth Empire, the vassal states merged with each other to form many new kingdoms, such as the Zonghao Kingdom, the Mingyu Kingdom, the Cangtu Kingdom, and so on...... It's just that the Emerald Principality retains its original name to express respect for the deceased king.

Geographically located between the kingdoms of Mingyu and Zonghao, the Principalities of Emerald are the same in ethnicity and language, but their loyalty to the Principality has left them isolated, especially when the mighty Otto Empire first extended its claws to the East more than a decade ago. No country was willing to lend a helping hand to them, but they just watched with a cold eye as the beautiful country fell in the smoke of war.

After the death of the 39th Duke in battle, the Emerald Duchy has become a mere title, more like the name of a region, and that prestigious country has long since ceased to exist.

However, as Mr. Qu described, although the Jade Principality has become a plate of scattered sand, the resisters have never put down their swords. In the more than a month that Qi Lang's Hope Legion had penetrated into the Emerald Principality, traces of battle could be seen everywhere, corpses and blood, like impurities that could not be removed from the emerald, often scattered among the meadows, on both sides of the roads, and on the banks of streams.

As with all of the eastern kingdoms occupied by the Otto Empire, the villages and towns here have almost no native inhabitants. They were either enslaved and sold to the West, or they became appendages of the occupying army, providing services to meet all the needs of the villains. In some deserted villages, a few mixed-race children can occasionally be seen hiding under dilapidated roofs. Their eyes were full of fear, whether they were yellow-skinned or white-skinned, and if they found out that it was a human who was walking towards them, the children would burrow into the grass like frightened voles through the cracks in the wall until they disappeared without a trace.

This is easy to understand in Qi Lang's opinion. Discrimination exists in every corner of this world, just like what happened to him when he first joined the Whirlwind Army, the dominant crowd will treat the alien race as a monster, cynicism is already the most benevolent expression, and in this war-torn environment, that kind of discrimination will easily escalate into bloody violence. But what is the sin of the children, it is not out of their own wishes, and if they had a choice, they probably never wanted to come to this cruel world.

However, since the soldiers of this Legion of Hope were largely from the Luman Empire, and the efforts of the previous kings of the Henry clan, the state of racial discrimination had been improved to the greatest extent - at least legally. People of color or mixed race can also go out in public like "normal people", and even work in some low-level jobs. So when the soldiers found out that the children were living like beasts, sympathy and indignation became the dominant attitude.

Privately, the soldiers tried to reach out to the abandoned children, but unfortunately, the children's defenses had long been ingrained. They would not trust anyone, and in order to avoid the kind help of the soldiers, they even dared to jump into the fifty-meter-high mountain stream.

With the Legion of Hope destined for thousands of kilometers to the east, it would not be able to stay long in the Emerald Duchy, and at the same time try to avoid a large-scale conflict with the garrisons of the Otto Empire, although the poor children were living a savage life of drinking blood, but at the moment they could not take any action to help.

After traveling more than five hundred kilometers east of the Emerald Principality, at sunset on this day, the Legion of Hope came to a mountain village called Dragonhead. According to Mr. Qu Ning's revised topographic atlas, this was once the long-term foothold of the famous Catholic Church. The Cult of the Sacred is a sect of great influence in the Principality of Emerald, and before the outbreak of the war, about one-third of the country's population was a follower of the Cult of the Honored Saint.

After the fall of the Emerald Principality, the preachers of the Holy Cult began to use their influence to organize one resistance after another, overt or covertly, against the invading mob of the Otto Empire. The leaders of the church are revered as mages, and the highest-ranking mage is named Wenchang, who is said to be the embodiment of the gods who came to the world for the sole purpose of saving sentient beings.

This archmage had already become the most wanted criminal in the Otto Empire, and in order to meet the needs of both avoiding encirclement and foreign contact, he chose to settle in this small village at the southernmost end of the rolling Longju Ridge.

In Qi Lang's thoughts, since he needed to deal with the villains of the Otto Empire in the Haozong Kingdom for a long time, finding his allies in the eastern country was naturally the most ideal result, so although Mr. Qu showed a certain concern in his words, he still decided to take the team to visit, after all, he himself gave birth to an oriental face, plus a handwritten letter from Mr. Qu, he should still be somewhat sure that he could succeed.

However, when Qi Lang and his team finally entered Longshou Village according to the secret route marked on the map, the scene he saw immediately made the hairs on the soldiers' bodies stand up!

Dead bodies, dead bodies full of eyes!

They were all standing, in an orderly row, nailed to the thick pines at the entrance of the village, and the most striking thing was on their left breast, where without exception there was a great hole in the heart!

"Sorcery!" cried Gulf in alarm. His face turned pale with fright, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping uncontrollably.

"What evil arts?" Qi Lang turned around and walked to the coward's side with a gloomy face, "Gulf, do you know what's going on here?"

Gulf's speech was no longer very bright: "It was Shukin who told me...... This is one of the most evil rituals of you Orientals. Cast hearts into the fire...... Probably some terrible weapon to be sacrificed!"

Qi Lang's brows furrowed, and a strong sense of foreboding rose in his heart—could it be that what Old Mr. Qu Ning said was true, those who rebelled had degenerated, and hatred had turned them into extremely ferocious demons?

Judging by the blood on the corpses, the tragedy occurred within an hour or two, which means that the perpetrators probably did not go far, they were nearby!