"Elder, what do we do now?"

"Don't fall in love with war, break out of the siege now, and then make plans!" Shen Tuo looked at the puppet soldiers who were slowly approaching.

"What about them?" Zhang Yongliang pointed to the sleeping Mo Yu and Mo Lei Ling on the ground.

Shen Tuo looked at the scarred two people in the pit, frowned, and did not speak.

"Kill them, of course. Zhao Fu walked towards the two of them with the knife in his hand, and the muscles of his whole body tensed, "They are now puppets, they are the killing machines of the Dementors, and they must be done immediately to prevent future troubles." ”

"No, Elder Zhao, they are no longer puppets now, they have become ordinary people!" Zhu Ziying walked up to Zhao Fu and stopped him, her face very flustered.

"What nonsense are you talking about, they are already dead, can it be resurrected?" Zhao Fu disdained and pushed her away, Zhu Ziying's center of gravity was unstable, coupled with his physical exhaustion, he fell to the ground heavily.

"Elder!" Mo Chen helped her up, his words a little anxious, "It's true, they have really recovered, please trust us!"

"Get out of the way, don't get in the way!" Zhao Fu raised the knife and pointed it at Mo Chen, "Otherwise, I will hurt you by mistake..."

"Stop!" Shen Tuo scolded, "Take them back!"

He turned his head to look at the soldiers who were getting closer, and pulled the weapon out of his waist. "Before that, get rid of these guys. ”

Ten years ago, on a large mountain near the border of Black Dust, an army slowly marched against a steep cliff wall into a misty wood. Walk through the woods and you're home.

The soldiers marched with neat steps and high spirits, and marched towards the black dust. Maybe it's because of the easy way to resolve the Zichen crisis, or because of the momentum that drove the Dementor away, at this moment, down to the ordinary soldiers, up to the generals, all look happy, this feeling of winning a big victory without spending a single soldier is what all soldiers like to taste. Slowly, a military song spread among the troops, and everyone forgot the strict military discipline and began to hum along.

"The rain of arrows is messy, the soldiers charge bravely, the soldiers meet each other, the armor shows off the heroes, the horse's hooves are not stopped, the enemy enters the battle, the flag is unfurled, the rain provokes the sycamores, the military song is loud and bright, and the dream of returning home is fulfilled......"

"I'm so happy, my voice is hoarse. ”

"What's there, who is not happy after winning the battle, isn't it, brothers!"

"Yes!" everyone replied.

"When I get to the black dust and reunite with my family, I'm happy to think about it, hahaha..." A soldier picked up the wine jug hanging from his waist, raised his head and drank it, and the rest of the people saw this, their eyes lit up, and they went to snatch the bottle of wine. In a disciplined army, where everyone runs as strictly as a machine, the war has come to an end and everyone wants to taste the wine.

“......”

Everyone laughed and sang this military song together, without restraint or trouble.

Mo Feng rode his horse and looked at the soldiers behind him, looking at the joyful expressions on their faces, and smiled knowingly.

"Big brother... Big brother..."Mo Leiling caught up with him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Big brother, what a happy event, so happy, let's hear it." ”

Mo Feng smiled, pointed to the surrounding scenery, and then pointed to the soldiers behind him, and muttered: "You see, this misty mountain, like a veiled fairy, is full of fairy energy, and there is an ethereal and mysterious feeling, which makes people can't help but want to know her." Although it is a pity that you cannot enjoy all its beautiful scenery at once, in this slow pursuit, you will gradually find that it is not good to understand the mystery little by little?

Mo Leiling nodded and said, "The scenery is quiet, the brothers are together, and the family is healthy, which is really good, but there is a little thing missing." ”

"What's it?" Mofeng asked, curious.

Mo Leiling put his hand on his back and said mysteriously: "What is missing is a 'confidant'." With that, he immediately clenched his horsewhip and was ready to flee at any moment.

"Yes, you kid. Mo Feng smiled and shook his head, looking at the thick fog, he felt a little lost, he was eighteen years old, but the long-awaited coming-of-age ceremony in his heart had been missed, and he grew up in such a daze.

"Brother Mo. Liu An also rode to them, "The soldiers are singing happily, why don't you join in?"

"Have you forgotten, big brother, he can't speak completely. Mo Feng was just about to answer, but Mo Leiling interjected, "If he sings, it will be a disaster." From time to time, he still smiled darkly.

"You guy!" Mo Feng patted him on the head, interrupting him, "You're talking." ”

“......”

The three of them laughed and mingled with the soldiers.

At the forefront of the army, Mo Hao and Zhu Tianqing looked at the teenagers, and couldn't help but think of their appearance when they were young, they were also so naughty and energetic. Their expressions were slightly soothing, but they didn't dare to relax too much. As the main generals, both of them have very rich combat experience, and no matter what link of the war they are in, they will tighten their attention and will not relax in the slightest. But in all these years, there has never been a battle that has been fought so easily as it is today, or rather, the enemy has been defeated before the sword has even been unsheathed.

Just in case, they really can't relax until they reach the black dust.

Zhu Tianqing looked at the girl lying on the wooden cart in the middle of the army, and there was an indescribable worry in her heart. There was a chill from her body, very cold, which lowered the temperature around her. The cold aura gradually diffused, mixed with the air, and drifted away unconsciously.

Zhu Tianqing seemed to feel the hidden murderous intention, frowned, and drove his horse to Mo Hao's side.

"Mo Hao, don't you think it's a little weird, it seems to be murderous. ”

Mo Hao also looked at him with a straight face, and said, "I feel it, it seems to be in this fog." ”

"I... Don't worry about that girl, do you really want to take her back to Heichen?" Zhu Tianqing glanced at the girl and looked at him again.

"You mean her? Of course, after all... She's a victim of war..."Mo Hao turned his head, his eyes full of sympathy, "I named her 'Mo Ming', what do you think?"

Zhu Tianqing shook his head: "This name is good, but are you so relieved to let an unknown person enter the black dust?"

"She's just a child, what's the danger?" Mo Hao disagreed, he turned his head to look at the thin face, and said, "Unless..."

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, rustling the leaves and shaking the branches. The fog drifted from place to place, enveloping the whole crowd.

The wind blew, and the fog suddenly hit, and everyone suddenly stopped singing, holding their weapons and looking around.

"All on alert!" Seeing that the situation was not right, Mo Feng stopped laughing with Liu An and Mo Leiling, and immediately became serious, he looked at the fog, and hurriedly ordered to be vigilant.

After a long time, deep in the jungle, a snow-white rabbit jumped out and dangled in front of everyone.

It wears clothes, has a delicate face, and has a beautiful form, and if it changes into a human form, it must be a beauty blank.

The rabbit blinked his blood-red eyes, looked at the crowd, and said, "What are you doing with your weapons against me, you scared me?" ”

Everyone was stunned, never thought that this clothed rabbit could actually speak, and the voice was delicate and soft, which made people's hearts soft.

The soldiers immediately let down their guard. "It's a rabbit, Shiro is worried. ”

"yes, I thought it was a youkai?"

"The voice is so good, how can it be a monster?"

“......”

"It's a youkai indeed. Mo Feng arrived on horseback, looked at the rabbit, and said: "It is a false beast, although it is not lethal, but it likes to deceive people, there are not many truths, and it will deceive people." ”

Mo Lei Ling also arrived, looked at the rabbit, and said, "I remember that the beast often haunts the southwest wilderness, how can it be ...... here?"

"But it's so cute, isn't it? A soldier said and lunged at it, and the rabbit jumped and dodged.

The beast's blood-red eyes glowed emanously red, and it winked at the soldier before leaping into the mist.

"Be careful!" Ink Wind pulled the bowstring and shot at the rabbit, but was dodged.

The soldier's eyes welled up, and he slowly stood up, suddenly laughing, and then rushed into the mist, disappearing before everyone could react.

Soon, there was a scream in the fog, the sound of bones being crushed, and crimson blood flowing from the grass.

"What's going on?" the crowd's eyes widened, staring carefully ahead.

The pool of blood slowly flowed to everyone, and a thick smell of blood spread in the air, extremely pungent.

Another gust of wind blew, and there was a strange sound in the woods, like the devil howling. Mo Feng shuddered for a moment, picked up the machete in his waist, and said, "The generals listen to the order and prepare to fight!"

Murray opened his heavy eyes, and when he awoke, he found himself locked in a prison made of stone, dark and damp all around, with only a few rays of sunlight coming in. He tried to move, but his limbs were heavy, and his wrists and ankles were cuffed with heavy pieces of iron. As soon as he moved, the attached chains rubbed against the ground, making an extremely harsh sound.

Murrayling looked over with the faint light, and found that his limbs were chained, the ends of which were carved into the hard, thick walls.

Murrayling licked his chapped lips, feeling thirsty. He looked around and saw that above the prison door, the stalactites were hanging down, and the drops of water at the end were falling little by little. He hurriedly stood up to fetch water, but when he was about to arrive, his body could not move half a step. He turned his head and saw that the chain was already straightened, and the length was too short for him to pass.

Mo Leiling stretched out his tongue to catch the water, and the few drops of water fell on his tongue, and then quickly entered his mouth, and a cool feeling suddenly hit. He hurriedly swallowed it, for fear that the water in his mouth would leak again.

After drinking the water, Mo Leiling immediately lay down, now he was very weak, he didn't have much strength in his body, and his brain was groggy and extremely chaotic. For him, there was a strange feeling of meeting again after a long absence, and he tried to think about it carefully, but there was chaos in his brain.

Moreling decided to give up thinking, and then turned over and just lay there, his throat hurting, so he didn't want to speak.

From time to time, strange images appeared in his mind, such as him slashing lightning on Zhuyun, chasing Elder Li Xun, and fighting side by side with Zhu Ziying......

Murrayling patted his head and asked in his heart, "Is that really me?"

He looked at his hand, clenched it into a fist, and then hammered it heavily on his chest, and suddenly his face changed, and he coughed a few times.

"It doesn't seem like a dream, so what did I do, those memories... Is it true?"

Mo Lei Ling muttered to himself, staring blankly at the sunlight, and raised his hand to feel the temperature of the light, but his tired body did not allow him to do so, so he dismissed this thought.

"Father... Brother, and—" Suddenly, Mo Leiling's pupils shrank, and the memories of the past twenty-six years gushed out like a spring, suddenly exploding in his mind, playing quickly. His face became very hot, his breathing was very short, and he was sweating as he looked at the scenes that appeared in front of him.

"No!" he shouted, froze there, and slowly closed his eyes.

It was empty and quiet, and his shouts kept recalling.

"Is it all true? I remember it all!" Mo Leiling smiled bitterly, not only in the sixteen years of the black dust, but also in the ten years of the dementor were very clearly engraved in his mind, and he couldn't forget it.

"Are you awake?" a middle-aged man's voice came from the door.

Mo Lei Ling looked for prestige, only to see Zhao Fu standing at the door, staring at him coldly.

"Are you...?" a person's face popped up in his mind, and the relevant information was listed one by one, and then, he asked slowly, "...... here?"

"How many things do you remember, about Black Dust, and... Dementors—" he asked with a grimace, "remember how much to say." ”

"Why are you asking this?" was asked by Zhao Fu, and Mo Leiling's not very clear mind was a little confused.

"This is Elder Shen Tuo's order, let me see if you have recovered. How much do you remember, say quickly. Zhao Fu was a little hurried, and his tone became stern.

Mo Leiling was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, and said, "I... I can't think of anything..."

"Can't remember?" Zhao Fu stepped forward, frowned, and stared at him tightly, "I really don't remember?"

"Is this still fake? My mind was blank, there was nothing, anyway, what kind of place is this, why can't I see any sunlight, so dim?"

"Mo Leiling, do you still know who you are?" Zhao Fu was a little impatient and directly interrupted him. In his opinion, Mo Leiling must have almost recovered his memory, but now he is pretending to be stupid and refuses to say anything.

"I... Who am I?" Murrayling pointed to himself.