The female general was reborn in the enemy's house? They all die!

Song Xuanlin recovered from his surprise when he heard the old man suddenly speak to him.

He saw that the old man walked with a brisk pace and spoke with full energy.

He immediately concluded that this was undoubtedly the hidden master.

Thinking of this, Song Xuanlin immediately replied respectfully: "We didn't mean to break in, please forgive us, old man."

Then, he hugged Rong Sheng tightly and said, "She is injured. Can you lend me your place? We will leave as soon as she recovers."

Although Song Xuanlin's words were gentle, the old man's eyes were still very alert.

He had carefully selected this valley.

Then they used the long-lost ancient secret technique of the Black Demon Clan to isolate this place from the cold and freezing outside world.

This is to prevent the Chidan Royal Family and the Black Demon Family from finding him.

This barrier can only be broken if one's martial arts skills are extremely high and their skills are incompatible with the secret techniques of the Black Demon Clan.

Retracting his thoughts, the old man asked tentatively with a flickering look in his eyes: "How did you get in?"

Upon hearing this, Song Xuanlin did not hide anything and immediately told him about his duel with Wanyan Zongyu on the cliff.

"I wonder if you recognize Wanyan Zongyu, old man?"

When the old man heard the name, an imperceptible strangeness flashed in his eyes.

As the previous great elder of the Black Demon Clan, he was strongly opposed to the Red Dan Royal Family practicing the secret Black Demon techniques.

The physique of the Black Demon Clan is special.

Moreover, the original purpose of the Dark Demon Ancestor in creating this series of secret techniques was to adapt to the extremely cold weather in the north.

Every great elder has the ability to change the world and create barriers and seals.

And he is no exception.

However, some young people in the Black Demon Clan no longer want to be confined within the small barrier in the north.

I am unwilling to live a simple and abstinent nomadic life all my life.

They wanted to break into the extravagant and decadent capital of Chidan and enjoy wealth and glory.

At the same time, in order to quickly increase their skills, these people modified the secret techniques of the black magic again and again.

In the end, this Black Magic Heart Technique was changed beyond all recognition——

Although it can make a person's martial arts skills advance rapidly in a short period of time, it comes at the cost of damaging the person's energy, blood, and body.

What’s even more terrible is that these tampered black magic and evil techniques have already infiltrated the Chidan royal family.

As the great elder at that time, no matter how he opposed his subordinates, it was of no avail.

Wanyan Zongyu, the most powerful fifth prince of the Chidan royal family, was even crazier. He dissolved the most evil skills into his own body.

Coming back from his memory, the old man stroked his beard thoughtfully and said, "You said that Wanyan Zongyu used two moves of black magic skills?"

"That's right,"

Song Xuanlin nodded, "I was once injured by the black devil's energy and nearly died, so I naturally recognize this technique."

"Oh?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then how did you survive?"

Song Xuanlin nodded and glanced at the sleeping Rong Sheng, his tone full of tenderness: "It's her."

"She saved me with the Cloud Wind Technique."

"You, you mean the Cloud Wind Art?"

The old man's sunken eyes widened immediately, and his voice rose to a pitch that cracked, "Is it the Cloud Wind Art that was lost by the Shen family three years ago?"

"The old man even knows about the Shen family?"

Song Xuanlin originally thought that this old man had been isolated from the world in Chidan for many years. Even if he knew about the Black Demon Clan, he might not understand the affairs of Dazhen.

"May I ask which sect you are from and why you live in seclusion here?"

The old man then realized his gaffe and quickly suppressed the surprise in his eyes, but when he looked at the person in Song Xuanlin's arms again, his eyes had changed slightly.

Since this person knows the Cloud Wind Art, it is not surprising that he can break into his barrier.

But the Shen family has been wiped out, so who is this person?

What is her relationship with the Shen family?

The old man thought for a moment, stroked his beard and replied: "You don't need to know who I am."

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, the surrounding space fluctuated for a moment, and the barrier disappeared.

"Didn't you say she was injured and why didn't you come in?"

After saying this, the old man turned and walked towards the wooden house.

Song Xuanlin was stunned for a moment.

Does this mean you agree to take them in?

He came to his senses and took a big step forward, fearing that the barrier would close again.

Then they arrived at the wooden house, and following the old man's signal, Song Xuanlin gently placed Rong Sheng on the simple bed made of wooden boards in the house.

He also took this opportunity to quickly look around.

Although this wooden house is not big, it has everything needed.

Although the bed and sideboard are made of wooden boards, the patterns engraved on them are very simple.

But it wins in simplicity and is pleasing to the eye.

Opposite the bed was a food table, and next to it was a stove for making fire.

The hot steam rising from the stove was slowly wafting out, and the aroma of food was also wafting towards you.

"You must be tired and hungry. There is hot water and food here."

As he spoke, the old man took out some old clothes from the cupboard and handed them to Song Xuanlin. His movements were gentle but his face showed no expression. “Although these clothes are worn out, they are very clean.”

After giving a concise explanation, the old man threw away his sleeves and walked out of the wooden house.

Only Song Xuanlin was left, holding his clothes in his hands, staring at the closed door in a daze.

"This old man is really a bit weird."

He shook his head and nodded to look at Rong Sheng who had his eyes closed.

As they had just struggled in the river for a while, both of their clothes were already mostly wet.

Although Rong Sheng was always held in Song Xuanlin's arms, except for the front of his clothes, the rest of his clothes were already soaked.

If you don't change it immediately, you might catch a cold.

At first, Song Xuanlin didn’t think too much about it and quickly took off Rong Sheng’s coat.

Until this moment, when he saw Rong Sheng's slender figure vaguely visible under the only remaining layer of inner clothes, he suddenly stopped.

Song Xuanlin's gaze moved from Rong Sheng's fair neck down.

When he looked over the somewhat healed wound on his left shoulder and saw Rong Sheng's bulging chest, his cheeks suddenly turned red.