Mo Xuanji picked up the important places and told the story of what happened in the endless illusion. Gui Haixue really knew that there were many strange people and strange things in this world, but it was the first time he had seen Green Fire like this, and he couldn't help but say, "Could it be him?

Several people nodded secretly, speaking of which, among these people, Green Fire was the most suspicious. Guihai Xuezhen asked again, "What about the general, he is a young man, brave and strategic, and he must be a hairpin for generations." Mo Xuanji couldn't help but smile bitterly, "The seniors were wrong twice today, this Fang Dusk, it's really a little cabbage, the leaves are yellow, there is no father and no mother, he is a bitter child!"

"He's an orphan?" Gui Haixue was really taken aback, "That must have been practiced since childhood?" Unexpectedly, Mo Xuanji shook his head again, "A few months ago, he only worshiped under Master Feiyun, and within a few days, he didn't have time to practice with the master more, so he was urged by ghosts and gods, step by step, and I don't know how, he got here." ”

Among the few people, only Mo Xuanji had seen with his own eyes how Fang Duan had died in his life, and to the point where he was now, he couldn't help but have moist eyes and almost cried when he said it. Huang Xiaorong sighed and said, "I didn't expect him to have such an experience." I think it is also blessed by God, this time I will definitely be able to turn evil into good fortune, become auspicious in trouble, and come back safely!"

Just when they were hanging for Fang Dui, hoping that they would come back safely, Fang Du fell into a cloud of chaos, dazed, and didn't know where he was.

Fang Du only remembered that after a flash of white light, his body did not move, but he had already left the palace and came to a strange place. A righteous and evil aura was at his feet, holding the whole person up, Fang Duan tried to move his hands and feet, not sore or painful, but it seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't move at will. He called out the names of several other people, and as expected, did not get a response. Fang Du settled his mind and tried to recall the records in that secret book, but there was no situation the same as at this moment.

"Fang Dusk!"

An old voice exploded above Fang Dui's head like a June thunderbolt, Fang Dui looked up violently, and a whirlpool directly above him stirred two balls of spiritual power, one black and one white, turning rapidly, making people dizzy.

"Who are you, why are you trapping me?" Fang Du secretly struggled, only to feel that the spiritual power that went out from his left hand turned around and came back from his right hand, which was very strange.

"You don't recognize me?" the voice seemed a little disappointed, "No, even if you were raised by that peasant couple, and the blood flowing in your body is in the same vein as me, how can you not recognize me?

Fang Du followed his words and thought about what happened in his childhood. It's strange that what happened before the age of three was like a blank piece of paper, nothing. He panicked for a while, but soon, he comforted himself in his heart and said, "It's okay, it must be because I was too young at that time to remember anything." Everyone else might be the same, yes, it must be!"

The voice sounded again, "It seems that it is because you left my side too soon, without the protection of the Netherworld's power, that you will become like a mortal. In that case, let me personally awaken your memory and let you know who you really are!"

"Don't!" Fang Dui's unexplained fear made him feel very dangerous by that voice and what that voice was going to do. Because of his resistance, Fang Dui gathered almost all the spiritual power in his body on the palm of his hand, wanting to break through the restraints imposed on him. It's just that before he had time to get out of trouble, a spiritual power that made him scared but felt a little familiar was injected from the top of his head, Fang Duan roared, but he was powerless to resist, only by the overwhelming surge of that power, there were scenes in front of him that he had never experienced before!

On a night of rain and lightning, in a majestic and splendid palace, on a bed made of black gold, a pale woman let out a cry of pain, and more than a dozen maids dressed in black clothes and black skirts were busy in an orderly manner. Basin after basin of blood was taken out, replaced with clean water, and then turned into blood water, and was taken out.

Fang Du only felt that he was trapped in a water bladder, unable to penetrate it, and was about to suffocate to death. At this time, a baby's cry sounded, and while everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Dui also felt that his breathing was smooth, and Fang Dui left the water bladder and was able to save his life.

"It's a son, it's a son!"

A voice of joy reached the outside of the hall, and a tall man in armor and covered in blood strode in, took the newborn child, and laughed out loud!

"Yes, yes, from this day on, I have a successor!" the man saw the edges, and his face was full of anger, and there was a little more love, and he put his blood-stained finger into the baby's mouth. The baby's immature little mouth moved, and he actually took the bloody finger for his mother's chest and sucked it.

"Yes, you are my son, remember, from the day you were born, you are inseparable from this blood. If you don't drink their blood, someone will have your throat cut and drink your blood!"

Fang Dui's mouth was fishy, and his throat moved involuntarily twice, as if something had entered his abdomen along his throat.

In the blink of an eye, the baby boy was already walking. After each fight, the man would bring back a small vial of blood in a glowing bottle, mix it with breast milk, and feed it to the child. Fang Du saw that the blood was drunk by the boy, and somehow a bloodthirsty thought suddenly appeared in his body, he kept licking his lips, and there was a red light shining in his eyes, he couldn't wait to drink the blood for that child!

Soon, the child's face had the same indifference and bloodlust as the man's, and the man was satisfied. Suddenly, the battle raged, and what Fang Dusk saw blurred. He could only vaguely tell that there were many, many people, so many that he had never seen them in his life, rushing towards the black palace.

Fighting, slaughtering, bloodthirsty, those scenes that made Fang Dui breathless followed. The man walked around agitatedly, the scars on his face and body were shocking. A man with only one eye knelt in front of him, and shouted, "Lord, come up with an idea!" The people outside are about to rush in, if you don't send the little master away, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid of ......" He couldn't and didn't dare to say the next words, and the only light left in the man's dark eyes dimmed.

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