After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

Yan Zhilan looked at him calmly, with a calm expression, and Qi Jing's figure was reflected in those deep eyes, as if the surrounding fire had nothing to do with him.Strangely, Qi Jing's heart gradually stabilized.

Seeing the fire gradually approaching, Nangong Ziyi's voice suddenly sounded, and he said to A Lerong: "You said that I am not your child. Then I will not be your child."

Qi Jing felt something was wrong, and turned to hold him down, but it was too late.

Nangong Ziyi's spiritual fan appeared in his hand, and slashed fiercely towards his Tianling cover.

Qi Jing tried to snatch it, how could Nangong Ziyi do what he wanted.The two fought endlessly, the leaf of the folding fan slashed across the back of Nangong Ziyi's hand, and blood gushed out immediately.

Qi Jing said angrily: "He is a lunatic, so are you going crazy too?"

Nangong Ziyi yelled at him regardless: "Yeah, I'm crazy! Don't stop me!"

During the quarrel between the two, the wound on the back of Nangong Ziyi's hand healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon recovered as before, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

Ale Rong's expression was finally slightly touched, and he stared at Nangong Ziyi thoughtfully: "Are you also of the blood of the gods?"

Nangong Ziyi paused, then turned to look at him, the disappointment, resentment, helplessness, and anger in her eyes were like substance: "I would rather not be myself!"

The fire outside is only a short distance away from them, and when the fire is ignited, everything will be wiped out.This was originally Ale Rong's long-cherished wish in his life, but now that his wish has been fulfilled, he should have been satisfied and at ease.But for some reason, when I saw the child below who was somewhat similar to Nangong Ying, now with tears on his face but stubbornly watching him, I suddenly couldn't bear it.

How many years he had planted the blood solitary tree in Xiabu, and how many years he had been affected by the blood solitary tree.Although he already knew how to avoid being affected by the Blood Lone Tree, and avoid losing his sanity like his clansmen, but he was determined to die, didn't care much, and didn't bother to do it.

Therefore, compared to his clansmen, his sanity is not much better than theirs except that he is a little more sober.Sometimes awake, sometimes confused, and more often muddled, unable to distinguish reality from dreams.

The moment the flames rushed towards them, a thing that he had forgotten in the corner suddenly flashed through Ah Lerong's unconscious mind.

He finally remembered that Nangong Ziyi was his child.

He and Nangong Ying were married. In Nangong's house, they were loving and loving husband and wife.But when he was captured by the chief of the Xia tribe later, in order to protect his pregnant wife, he took the initiative to stand up and begged the chief to let his wife and children leave.

He was originally the patriarch's favorite candidate for the next patriarch, but he not only defected to Xiabu, but also had a child with an outsider.The patriarch Lei Ting was furious, and arrested Nangong Ying and threatened him with his life. He would either kill their mother and son, and completely cut off his connection with the outside world; Strangers with his wife and children want to see each other.

In order to keep Nangong Ying and the child in her belly, Ale Rong took Wangqingsan without hesitation.Two hours later, when she looked at Nangong Ying again, her eyes were filled with indifference.

Originally, the matter ended here, as long as he didn't remember everything that happened outside, after accepting Xia's punishment, the position of Xia's patriarch would still be him.

It's just that somehow, two years later, Nangong Ying found Xia Bu after all the troubles, found him, and tried to wake up his memory.

A Lerong no longer remembered her, and under the careful design of the Xia tribe chief, he personally stabbed the sharp blade into the heart of his beloved.

The moment Nangong Ying fell down, countless memories rushed into his mind like a flood, and Ale Rong actually remembered everything, but it was too late, and he killed the love of his life with his own hands.

Alerong, who had recovered his memory, was not allowed by the patriarch. Wangqingsan can only be taken once, and it will not work after taking it again.The patriarch was furious, ordered his legs to be cut off, and planted a demon on his body to control him, in an attempt to cut off his desire to go out.

Day after day and year after year, Ale Rong not only did not feel depressed during the days of being imprisoned, but became more tenacious because of the anger in his heart and his concern for the child.He secretly went to the forbidden area to find the seeds of the blood solitary tree, and deliberately pretended to be casual to show it to the patriarch, making him mistake it for the Tianrui tree.

The patriarch was overjoyed, seeing that he was well-behaved and obedient, he let him out and told him to take good care of the blood solitary tree he had planted.

Don't you know that this move has planted a disaster for the whole clan.

The sound of "Boom!" pulled A Lerong out of his memory. It was the two pillars at the entrance of the ancestral hall, which were overwhelmed by the fire and collapsed.

Ale Rong stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Nangong Ziyi's face, he murmured: "It's my child."

Both Nangong Ziyi and Qi Jing were shocked by his sudden words, Nangong Ziyi suddenly raised her head and looked at him with a complicated expression: "You..."

His voice was drowned out by the howling incoming fire.

Ale Rong's bewildered face finally showed a gleam of clarity, his expression changed drastically, and he said anxiously: "Go quickly! I buried explosives in the ground here. Get out quickly! Otherwise, it will be too late!"

Qi Jing and the others were startled and looked at each other the same way. Without Ale Rong's order, no one stood in front of them at this moment.As for the members of the Xia tribe who were sitting at the door closest to the fire, they were quickly engulfed by the oncoming fire, and they didn't even hear a wail.

For a while, the hall turned into a hell on earth, and the scene of misery appeared again and again.

There is a big fire in front, and the altar in the back. There is no way to escape.

Ale Rong made a decisive decision and jumped off the altar. However, his legs were useless, and he walked slowly, but he couldn't see anything unusual. At this moment, he wanted to run, but he couldn't. He pointed in a direction with a face full of panic: "Go there, there is a There is a passage that can directly lead to the outside of Xiabu."

"As long as you...cough..." He coughed, and the blood was full of blood between the fingers covering his mouth, which was shocking.

However, he just casually took out a handkerchief and wiped it, threw it on the ground, and continued nonchalantly: "As long as you go out, you will be saved."

There was silence all around. After he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong, and shouted anxiously, "Go! Go! What are you doing in a daze!"

The flames behind him became hotter and closer.

Yan Zhilan took the lead in making a decisive decision, took Qi Jing's hand, and walked in the direction Ale Rong pointed, saying concisely: "Let's go!"

Qi Jing was suddenly pulled by him, and he stumbled forward, giving Nangong Ziyi a hand.

Nangong Ziyi glanced at Ale Rong subconsciously: "What about you?"

Ale Rong looked at him greedily, with a smile in his eyes, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and said palely: "Xiabu's family died at my hands, so I naturally want to apologize to Xiabu's ancestors .”

Hearing this, Nangong Ziyi's eyes were tearing, she turned back, and shook his shoulders frantically: "Why?" He stared at A Lerong bitterly: "How can there be parents like you in this world? I never I haven't felt a trace of love from my parents, why can't you think about me?"

A Lerong's smile gradually dissipated, he seemed to remember something, and sighed: "Yes, how can there be such incompetent parents in this world." He stretched out a hand and patted Nangong Ziyi's shoulder, "Reincarnate in the next life, find a better family. Don't ask people like us to be your father and mother again."

Although he spoke ruthless words, his eyes were full of tenderness, and those beautiful eyes seemed to be shining with stars, making Nangong Ziyi stunned unconsciously.

Soon, Nangong Ziyi realized something was wrong, and the emotions he had finally calmed down became agitated again: "What did you do to me? Why can't I move?"

A Lerong said to him gently: "I didn't do anything, just sleep well, and when you wake up, everything will be over."

The force he exerted on Nangong Ziyi's body became heavier and heavier. Nangong Ziyi only felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier uncontrollably. Finally, she closed her eyes reluctantly and fell down slowly.

Qi Jing caught his body in time, although he didn't understand what happened, but seeing Fuyou didn't stop him, Ale Rong probably didn't attack Nangong Ziyi.At the same time, I secretly rejoiced, I didn't expect that Ale Rong would wake up at the last moment because of the blood and family relationship, and gave them a way out, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Qi Jing and Yan Zhilan helped Nangong Ziyi to walk outside quickly, and Fuyou followed closely behind with A Lerong on his back.

They entered a dim corridor, and the sound of the explosion outside seemed vague and distant across the ground. However, the fire above was too strong, and they burned profusely even though they were underground.

For a while, Qi Jing could only hear the sound of his own wheezing and wheezing, and the sound of dripping blood dripping on the ground with a fishy smell. It was A Lerong's blood.

A Lerong's weak voice came from behind: "Brother, let me go. I'm not worth it."

Fuyou didn't know whether it was sweat or tears on his face. With A Lerong on his back, he tightened his arms and said dully: "Shut up!"

A Lerong smiled softly and said: "Brother, I was wrong before, you are still the same as before. But this time, you should let me go and run for my life. I have taken poison and there is no cure. Even if you carry me out , can't save me."

Fuyou's footsteps paused, and then he quickened his pace and walked forward. After a long time, he paused word by word: "I will not let you go alone again."

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A drop of hot tears fell down Alerong's cheeks, his eyes fell on Fuyou's neck with bulging veins, and he looked up at the unconscious Nangong Ziyi, chasing after him with flames, although he didn't turn his head, but he could also feel it. , the fire is fierce, and they should not be far away.

He slapped Fuyou heavily on the shoulder.

Fuyou's hand dropped powerlessly immediately, and he said angrily: "Ale Rong! You are not allowed to mess around again!"

A Lerong laughed, and pushed him forward. He has controlled Xiabu for so many years, and he has mastered a little trick of controlling people, so it is almost effortless to control the defenseless Fuyou.

Fuyou put him down stiffly, and under his command: "Go! Don't look back!", he took a mechanical step and quickly caught up with Qi Jing and the others.

But A Lerong stayed where he was, looking at their backs. He had fulfilled his wish at this moment, and his mind was clearer than ever. He knew that his eldest brother and sister had not abandoned him, and his wife had never betrayed him. He also had a grown-up adult son.He felt an unprecedented peace in his heart, his hands were stained with blood, full of sin.How could he deserve to stand with his clean child?

The crimes he committed should be borne by him alone.

It's just a little regretful that when he was about to die, he didn't even hear his own child call him daddy.But in an instant he was relieved again, just now he had passed on his lifelong spiritual power to that child, so he should be by his side.

There was a relieved smile on Alerong's face, which was especially beautiful in the thick flames rushing towards him. He laughed, turned around and threw himself into the fire, and sang the ditty they had when they were young: "Mountain To the south, the top of the clouds, the bottom of the water, the birds fly, the top of the sky, the fish swim, the place where the tourists come, the homeless..."