Overhead, there was a blue sky framed by the wall, not a single bird was seen on all sides, and the breeze gradually blew through the fishy and smelly courtyard, laughing at the old man with pale face and gray hair.

How can you have great power? How dazzling splendor you have? If you make only one wrong step, you will fall into a catastrophe! It is your people who choose to believe in you who will accompany you into the bottomless abyss!

The colorful totem fluttered gently in the wind, and the demon fox embroidered on it seemed to suddenly come to life, opening its mouth full of fangs, and revealing a heart-piercing smirk at the demon knife.

Isn't it foolish for those people who choose to follow them? They know that they will not end well against the demon clan, but they still worship themselves as gods and obey their every command.

However, how can he be a real god, he doesn't even have the peace of a pseudo-god, and his demon sword will also be angry, irritable, and will do things that are irrational!

Eight hundred years ago, didn't he make an absurd decision just for his own momentary pleasure?

The thin fingers of the demon knife pinched the neck of the white fox tightly, as if he was clutching the last life-saving straw when drowning, his lips shamefully sucked the blood of the same kind, and everywhere around his body was trembling, the force used on his five fingers seemed to crush the neck bone of the white fox, and he was extremely looking forward to the speed of gnawing the blood to be faster.

He was breathing rapidly, as if he was racing against death, exhausted from running.

The little fox's struggle pale in the face of the old man, who did not care about his life.

Its pleading eyes stared at the fox clan seniors in front of it, it knew that they were the same kind, and it hoped that he could spare its life for the sake of its kind, but he didn't even look at it, and killed its life indifferently!

Its struggling limbs slowly stopped when it saw the corpses of hundreds of its companions, and it knew that it was useless to resist, and shed a tear of resentment.

Before he died, he did not see a trace of pity on the face of the man who killed him!

It resented the cruelty of this predecessor, and broke free from the corpse with grief.

It flutters and moves with the wind.

But when its soul left the devil and enjoyed the pleasure of less than a few seconds, it was horrified to find a powerful suction force above its head, threatening to carry it to destruction.

Between the totem flags, it heard the familiar wails and screams, and they screamed with such despair that it was terrified, and it struggled frantically, trying to escape!

But it has lost the ability to control itself, and cannot control the direction in which the soul wanders.

The array of flags full of colorful embroidery has an unparalleled terrifying suction, so that it is still bound after death, as if it is under the five fingers without mercy, and has no power to resist!

The moment its soul was crushed, it also roared like a parent and sister, it was so painful that it couldn't remember the appearance of its enemies, but it remembered to cry out for its own misfortune in life, and did not hesitate to cry out for it.

The phoenix seemed to have sensed something, and its eyes looked at the sky above the flag array, sad and inexplicable.

When the phoenix lowered its head again, the demon knife had already woken up, and his cheeks were covered with a glittering flush, and wrinkles had spread slightly.

The demon-red threads flew thousands of times, slowly gathering at his side, like the nutrients of life, giving him the energy to continue to be born.

Gathering, absorbing, the demon knife sighed heavily.

"Thanks to you. A grateful smile appeared on the face of the demon knife, and the phoenix who looked directly at it was uncomfortable for a while.

Seeing that the phoenix was silent, the face of the demon knife was a little embarrassed, he sat up, looked at the corpses of the white fox all over the ground, and shed tears.

"Daughter, believe me, I didn't mean that. ”

Phoenix's pupils froze for a moment, and she also stood up.

"I know. ”

Phoenix said this, but she was still a little low, and she couldn't even be happy to see her father alive safely, she actually had some difficulty accepting her father who was alive like this.

The demon knife didn't care, his hand pulled over the totem, looking at the snow mountain fox with traces of time, but still vivid, his heart fluctuated.

No one understands such a demon sword.

"Daughter, in fact, I regretted it when I left Ten Thousand Demon Peak that day, but I can't turn back. ”

When the demon knife said this, the figure looked extremely arrogant, and even a little stubborn.

"You know what? I didn't even get the so-called phoenix blood, and I didn't even get the slightest benefit in the Nebula Empire. ”

When the demon knife said this, Phoenix's heart was violently shaken, and she had a hunch that her father would tell some secrets next, secrets he had never mentioned.

The demon knife caressed the embroidery on the flag, as if recalling how it had first fluttered on the continent.

"Eight hundred years, for demons, it is a year that can blur memories. ”

The demon knife took a deep breath, and the fishy smell stabbed him sensitively.

"Back then, I received a request for help from the main force of the demon clan, where is there still the mind of plundering, once the demon clan is defeated, it will definitely be uprooted by the human race, and it will never appear above the continent again, I am not so ignorant, I know which is more important. ”

Phoenix's hand became clenched, and this father, who was still struggling just now, became tall again in order to survive.

Every word he utters is so heavy, not only the thickness of his feelings, but even the weight of history.

This weight makes the demon knife vicissitudes, and it has a taste of twilight in just eight hundred years.

"I rejected everything that the Nebula Empire had to offer, in exchange for the unimpeded march and a night's rest for the entire Ten Thousand Thousand Miles Mountain Range, this transaction, until now, seems to be a bit crazy, you know, as long as any of us were shaken at the beginning, maybe there is no so-called Ten Thousand Demon Peak now. ”

The words of the demon knife almost suffocated the phoenix, and she couldn't wait to hear her father continue.

And so it is!

This provoked all kinds of suspicious transactions from the demon clan to the demon king and the soldiers, and it turned out to be like this!

All of a sudden, the rumored words such as heavy treasures, peerless treasures, and phoenix blood kept echoing in Phoenix's mind, like the faces that wanted to denounce his father for handing over phoenix blood, which was extremely ridiculous.

She looked at her father, and suddenly felt his father's tranquility fluctuate, and his shoulders trembled unconsciously.

"Every tribe wants me to hand over the phoenix blood!How should I answer?! No?! I didn't get any phoenix blood at all?! I didn't even get the slightest benefit in the Nebula Empire?! The demon clan of the Wanli Mountain Range that I personally led didn't believe me!"

The demon knife almost shouted the last sentence with a roar, and the resentment and depression contained in it made the lost king's face flush.

Whatever he said was wrong.

"I already knew that someone was trying to harm me, but how could such a result make me willing, I am a meritorious man! Am I not the savior of the entire demon clan, how come all the faces that look at me are so hateful in the end?!"

Phoenix wept, her father confided this to her for the first time, and the truth had been accumulated in his heart for a long time, and now the outbreak was so poignant.

At this time, she understood what kind of situation her father chose to rebel against Ten Thousand Demon Peak.

This is so different from the image of the demon clan who defected to the demon clan for the sake of phoenix blood, so big that she suddenly felt guilty.

She has never been able to agree with her father's actions back then, especially when her father led the Snow Mountain Fox Clan to destruction, she even despised and hated this father.

She hated his selfishness.

And now, she feels that she is not qualified to hate or even question such a father.

If it was me in the first place, in the face of such a grievance, would I really be able to tolerate it? Will it be better than my father's doing?

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