Chapter 352
One Hundred Thousand Mountains, Zhenmo Ancient Cave.

After the resurrection of the beast monster, the scene of the ancient cave of suppressing demons is quite different from the previous appearance of black clouds and howling wind. Although the sky is still dark, the black air gathered at the entrance of the cave has dissipated. Yinfeng also disappeared without a trace.

Except for the still barren mountain range, only the stone statue woman standing at the entrance of Zhenmogu Cave, still stood there unchanged regardless of the weather.And right in front of it, the one wearing bright silk clothes was actually an extremely handsome young man with a hint of coquettishness.

On a face that is fairer than ordinary women, with thin eyebrows and red eyes, thin lips and sharp jaws, upon closer inspection, this face is vaguely similar to that of the stone statue woman.

It's just that the temperament on the faces of the two people is completely different!

This young man is the beast monster resurrected from the ancient cave of Zhenmo. No one would have expected that the demon that terrifies countless people in southern Xinjiang is actually such a handsome young man.

From the day of his resurrection, for some reason, he did nothing, neither killing wantonly nor roaring with joy, but just stood silently in front of the stone statue of Linglong Miko, staring silently.

A black shadow flashed past, and the lich floated silently from a distance, coming behind the young man.

"Master Beast God."

The young man remained motionless, without turning his head, and said, "What's the matter?"

The Lich stared at his back, and said: "The Thirteen Demon Kings have subdued all the remaining barbarians in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and they are all under the command of Lord Beast God."

Only then did the boy's body move, he turned around slowly, and said indifferently, "How many clans are left in total?"

The Lich said: "Now there are only 37 tribes. In the past hundred years, the dragons in the [-] mountains have no leader, and the barbarians often kill each other, and many tribes have been wiped out."

The young man smiled coldly, and there was no disappointed expression on his face. On the contrary, there was a faint feeling of rebellion emanating from his heart. His eyes were like lightning, and he turned around the lich's face covered in black veil.

The Lich suddenly felt that his face was almost burned by flames.

"Actually, it should belong to the 38th clan," the young man said leisurely, "Isn't there still you, the last descendant of the black witch clan!"

The lich bowed his head and remained silent.

The young man turned his head slowly, and his eyes once again fell on the face of the stone statue of Linglong Miko. After staring for a long time, he suddenly called out: "Heimu."

Lich's body trembled. To him, this name seemed like a deep wound carved in his heart. Every time he called it, it would hurt him once.

Hearing the young man staring at the Linglong stone statue, his tone suddenly became a bit more vicissitudes, and said: "It's been so many years, in front of Linglong, have you ever regretted it?"

The Lich was silent for a long time before whispering: "Yes."

The young man didn't look back, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said quietly: "In this world, you are the only one who knows about my relationship with Linglong, except for your big brother who turned into a fierce spirit. Back then, there were eight of you, Chasing me through thousands of mountains and rivers, thinking about it now, it seems like it was yesterday."

The body under the lich's black veil suddenly began to tremble slightly, as if the past was vivid in his mind.

It's just that the young man didn't pay attention to the lich's reaction at all. What he said was not so much said to the lich, but rather whispered to the stone statue. In his eyes, at this moment, there was only the stone statue of the exquisite witch.

"You," his voice slowly reveals a bit of sadness, sadness and indignation, "what are you doing for?"

The stone statue was speechless and stood silently.

"In your heart, are the common people in the world and the fate of fate all so important?" The young man's voice suddenly became agitated, and gradually became louder.

"If you value those things more than me, so you have to get rid of me, isn't that right?" The expression on the young man's face showed a strange and coquettish cold smile, "But you know, I don't care at all !"

"What bullshit is God's will, what are all beings in the world, what is that?" His expression became more and more stern, and the strange thing was that although the expression in his eyes was extremely terrifying, his appearance became more and more coquettish and beautiful, hardly like ordinary people.

"You want me to die, just one word is enough, do you know? Do you know?" He growled sharply, facing the stone statue girl, and then, slowly, his voice fell,

"But why... you actually regard those things as more important than yourself and your own life..."

Slowly, he stretched out his hand, gently stroking the rough face that had been eroded by countless years of wind and frost, brushing the once gentle face in deep memory!
A cold feeling, without a trace of warmth, slowly spread from the palm of my hand.

Opening his arms, he hugged the stone statue gently, and the boy's expression gradually became strangely gentle.The lich stood behind, silently watching the eerie scene.

"I know, it was the common people in this world who harmed you." The young man half closed his eyes, and whispered softly, "Don't worry, I will let everything come and be buried for you, and then I will come again Looking for you..."

"you……"

"To untie the bell, you need the person who tied it. If you are ruthless, it seems that there is love and suffering. Why do you bother?"

Just as the young man was groaning, there was a clanging sound not far away, and the next moment, a young girl in a green suit suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. .

"!!!"

Originally interrupted by someone, the boy wanted to get angry, but when he fixed his eyes on the girl's face, his complexion suddenly changed.

because……

"Ling, Linglong?"

One sentence reveals the boy's inner voice, and at the same time shows his emotion.

(End of this chapter)

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