"I feel like you are an evil spirit," Huo Yan suddenly said.
"Why?"
Huo Yan looked at this man in a black robe. Even though he was standing under the midday sun, he still seemed to be shrouded in a shadow. He said, "Ever since I met you, you have always been accompanied by blood and slaughter. I don't know how many people have died because of you. Other than those dead people, I also feel that you have always been pulling me in one direction, pulling me into the shadow beside you."
"That blood and slaughter, isn't that what you have always dreamed of?" Lu Chen retorted, "Have you ever thought that maybe you're the evil spirit, and I'm just helping you out? Or maybe I was forced to do so by you?"
Huo Yan stared into Lu Chen's eyes. His eyes were bloodshot. He took a step forward, and his voice seemed to have become a little hoarse. "How dare you speak of me like that?"
Lu Chen showed no fear. There was even a hint of a cold smile on his face. At that moment, he seemed to have completely transformed into a cold and emotionless evil spirit. He held an invisible and cold blade in his hand, and slashed at the heart of this barbarian.
"Could it be that what I said was not the truth?" He said, and then laughed coldly.
This time, Huo Yan was silent for a long time. Perhaps with the passage of time, the originally tense atmosphere between them gradually eased. After a while, Huo Yan's expression gradually calmed down. When he looked at Lu Chen again, there was an additional complicated expression in his eyes. However, he spoke half honestly and half seriously, "I had originally thought that perhaps we could become friends, but from the looks of it, that is not possible."
Lu Chen shook his head and said calmly, "A friend would not threaten me like this."
Huo Yan nodded and said, "You are right. I have been wrong from the beginning. But it does not matter. Even after you leave, as long as I am here, the Black Fire tribe will not collapse. We will continue to follow the glory of our ancestors."
As he spoke, he lowered his head slightly, his eyes drifting as if he was looking at an unknown place in this grassland. After a moment, he said, "Tell me the method that can control the priests. If it really works, I will tell you the secret path to the north and let you leave."
"Okay." Lu Chen agreed without any hesitation.
…
A gale blew across the wasteland, causing this patch of wild grass to sway and make whistling sounds. Just as they were about to return, Lu Chen asked Huo Yan, "I heard that these days, when you have nothing to do, you often come here to walk and meditate?"
Huo Yan was startled for a moment before he shook his head and said, "I don't come here often. I only occasionally feel bored and come out for a walk."
Lu Chen said, "This place is not bad."
Huo Yan was silent for a moment before saying, "What do you want to say?"
Lu Chen said, "I heard that when your son Huo Ying and a group of old fellows joined forces to oppose you, they were chased away here after they failed?"
Huo Yan raised his head and looked deeply at Lu Chen. After a while, he nodded and said, "Yes."
Lu Chen shrugged and said, "I did not know about this at the time. Otherwise, I would have advised you not to let him go."
"Why?"
Lu Chen said indifferently, "Huo Ying and you have the same bloodline. In the wilderness where the inheritance of tribal bloodlines is highly valued, he is naturally the successor of the Black Fire tribe. He is also the only person who can threaten you."
Huo Yan's expression changed and he said angrily, "What do you mean? Do you want me to kill my only son with my own hands? Your thoughts are so malicious that even the evil spirits cannot compare to you! "
Lu Chen stared at him and sighed after a while. He shook his head and said, "Actually, that is not what I mean. I am just reminding you that there is such a possibility. If I was here that day, I would have asked you to imprison him in the tribe instead of chasing him away. This way, there may be some hidden dangers in the future. "
Huo Yan's face was still ashen as he said coldly, "This is my family's business. You do not need to worry about it."
Lu Chen did not feel offended. He also seemed to be a little tired. He smiled bitterly and said, "Forget it. This is also good. At least no matter you or me, we still have a little bit of humanity left in us. We will not become real evil spirits."
"Let's go." He waved his hand and turned to walk towards the tribe's camp. But at this moment, Huo Yan's voice suddenly came from behind. He said, "Do you have any family or friends in the north?"
Lu Chen's body paused. He said, "Why do you ask this?"
Huo Yan said, "With your cold and callous will, your heartless temperament, I can't imagine that you have a family. Every single person by your side, will they all meet with misfortune in the end, will there not be a single one with a good ending?"
Lu Chen's body suddenly trembled. At that moment, his hands that were hanging in his sleeves suddenly clenched tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh. He looked towards the distant north. Under the distant sky, there was a vast expanse of emptiness.
He sneered and wanted to ridicule this barbarian who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth and was full of nonsense. But when the words were about to come out of his mouth, he suddenly did not make a sound.
He could not say those words of rebuttal and ridicule.
He did not turn back. In the end, he only walked away silently without saying a word.
… …
"Evil spirit, hehe, you are the real evil spirit!"
Huo Yan muttered to himself as he waited for the figure to disappear into the distance. His expression at that moment was somewhat strange, green and white, his eyes moving. He slowly turned around and looked at the desolate grassland in front of him and behind him.
The weeds were overgrown, as if there was a painful life struggling and crying out on this barren land!
His face suddenly turned white, and there was some fear in his eyes. But very quickly, this fear was dispelled by an even greater power. He took a deep breath and then walked forward. The weeds trembled under his feet and were stepped into the dry and barren soil.
There was only the wind on the wasteland, blowing mournfully.
Like the roar of an evil spirit.
In the depths of the wasteland, Huo Yan found a large rock. It was pressed down on a patch of weeds, its entire body covered with sharp and rough edges. Huo Yan looked at this rock in a daze for a while, then walked over and slowly sat on the rock.
The cold wind blew past, and the smell of fresh weeds surged over. He slightly lowered his head, and saw the broken wounds and scattered leaves on the stems of the weeds. They were pressed down by the rock and could not move.
He sat alone and quietly, and then suddenly slowly held his head with his hands, burying his entire head in his knees, and curling his entire body into a ball.
"Evil spirit!"
He gave a low roar, his voice trembling and mournful. It was as if a terrifying ghost had appeared in front of him, wanting to completely devour him, wanting to drag him into the Yellow Springs of Hell.
"Devil!" he screamed again in a hoarse voice.
But in this wasteland, there was only the cold wind that responded to his voice.
"Ghost … …"
His last voice, powerlessly scattered in the wind, in this corner where no one could hear or see, with all of his weakness and evil, he disappeared into the shadows.
Unknowingly, the sky had darkened, and night was about to arrive.
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