Former Enemy [Rebirth]

Ah Huang slammed the door and came out, froze in place for a moment, not knowing what was going on in her head.

The guards of the Luanhuang Clan stood outside the door, and when they saw the elders from the Clan, they immediately knelt down on one knee respectfully to salute.

Even though the guards lowered their eyebrows so that people couldn't see their facial expressions clearly, the sincere reverence emanating from the inside out made Ah Huang feel as if she was being pinched by the neck and pushed into the water. No breath of suffocation.

The feeling of Rumang on her back made Ah Huang's face shudder, and rushed out without hesitation.

"Patriarch!"

The guards who were kneeling on the ground couldn't help standing up in surprise, with obvious worry and anxiety in their voices.

"Don't follow me!"

Ah Huang yelled without looking back, leaving only the backs of the guards in a hurry.

Ah Huang ran all the way, in addition to the annoyance and resentment in her heart, there were countless unwillingness and humiliation in her heart.

If there is no mistake, in order to find Danfeng with the help of An Qiyuan and others, Elder Yunhe should now tell Su Che and his party the secrets of the Luanhuang Clan and the reason why he became the leader of the Luanhuang Clan. Confidentially.

The scenes that happened just now kept flashing in my mind - everyone's eyes widened in surprise, their voices raised half a degree involuntarily, even the teacup that fell to the ground because Su Che didn't hold it firmly...

Everything is constantly cutting his heart and lungs, making him want to yell in pain, and he is so irritable that he wants to smash everything he sees into pieces!

From the day he was born, he was doomed to stay within this barrier for the rest of his life.

He bears the hope of all his clansmen and grows up in the care and love of everyone.

Since he was a child, he has been constantly instilled with such a concept-he is the last hope for the continuation of the Luanhuang clan, he is so noble and holy, so unique, the clansmen hold it in their hands for fear of falling, and keep it in their mouths I'm scared.

He likes his people, just like his own relatives, he is nostalgic for the warmth they bring to him.

This kind of warmth is simple and without any impurities. In his young mind, this kind of emotion is as clear and transparent as crystal, without any utilitarian factors in it.

When he grew up a bit, until he was about the height of the elder's shoulders, he began to notice that the children around his age were secretly talking about girls.

He was very curious to hear children of the same age constantly use not very rich adjectives to describe the feeling of heartbeat when they met and got along with each other. His dazed and ignorant age quietly opened it.

So, one day, he finally couldn't hold back, and secretly wanted to hold the hand of the most beautiful girl in that clan, trying to experience whether it was possible to have that kind of beautiful throbbing.

But just when he touched the girl's fingertips, he was thrown away violently.

To this day, he can't remember that girl's face clearly, but those eyes full of surprise and fear still linger in his mind.

After that, he was imprisoned by the elders in the main hall of Yuhuan Tower.

He was forced to kneel in front of the statue of Suzaku, and all the elders sternly reprimanded him for his deviant behavior, and repeatedly emphasized that he would dedicate his body and mind to Suzaku without reservation.

It was also on this day that he finally knew what he meant to his people.

He was imprisoned for a full year that time, which was called facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes.

A year later, he finally got permission to go out.

He didn't dare to look for that girl again, he just didn't dare to think about it.

But one day, during the annual pilgrimage, a young man spared no effort to beat down the guards with all his cultivation, and was able to rush in front of him, pointing at his nose and yelling at him as a murderer.

It's just that before the man finished speaking, he was completely wiped out by the spell cast by Elder Yunhe, and the pilgrimage ended hastily in chaos.

He didn't know who the young man was, and he didn't know why he was blaming him with tears.

But the resentment in the man's eyes was so real, every word he yelled pierced into his body like a sharp cone.

That night, he had a nightmare in which the face of the young man overlapped with that of the beautiful girl.

He woke up in a cold sweat, and belatedly realized that he was indeed an out-and-out murderer.

That beautiful girl died because of his ignorance, or even a simple imitation that he didn't even like, and the girl's brother was so resentful that he even sacrificed his own life to make him realize the fact that he had killed someone. .

From that moment on, he began to hate the so-called fate.

He hated the mission of continuing Suzaku's bloodline on his shoulders.

He still couldn't understand why his ancestors were so greedy, so greedy that they even sacrificed their own bodies to mate with beasts, just to gain the ability to control beasts.

Thinking of this, even though he is the patriarch of the Luanhuang clan who regards Suzaku as a god, he still can't agree with this method of obtaining abilities.

It wasn't until a long time later that he seemed to figure it out again.

Not everyone in the Luanhuang family needs females to lie under the beasts, at least those high-ranking elders don't need it.

They only need to sacrifice one person, and then they can get the hope of the continuation of the race, so why not do it?

Even if this kind of hope is so narrow, even if this kind of hope is just for the sake of cultivating immortals, so that the members of the Luanhuang clan will willingly guard a corner for generations.

After realizing this, he only felt that the blood in his whole body became cold.

The love and admiration of his people can no longer make him feel the slightest pleasure, and he can even see sympathy and pity from this kind of adoration.

At that moment, he completely lost his so-called sense of belonging.

He had wanted to rush out of the barrier countless times. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he still wanted to see how high the sky was outside the barrier and how blue the water was.

But ever since the elders found out that something was wrong with him, they spared no effort to waste hundreds of years of cultivation, just to completely confine him in his footsteps, and not let him have a chance to step on it until he found Danfeng and completed the sacrifice. Take a step out of the barrier.

He had made a big fuss about this, and the noise was so great that he even cut off the head of the statue of Suzaku enshrined in Yuhuan Tower, but what he got in exchange was merciless punishment and imprisonment.

He himself didn't know how long he had been imprisoned until he finally "understood" that his personal wishes were no longer important, and that the continuation and future of the Luanhuang Clan were more important than him alone, and the elders released him .

But he was still not reconciled.

Since he has no way to go out, then find a way to let people from outside come in.

It's a pity he doesn't know that since the Luanhuang clan has been hidden in the barrier for thousands of years, it has become an inaccessible and dangerous jungle outside the barrier. If Su Che and his party hadn't come here specially for Suzaku Red Nest, they wouldn't have touched them at all. The mechanism that has been set up for a long time.

But what he never expected was that he just wanted to find someone to tell him the outside information, but he failed to take into account An Qiyuan and others who were behind Su Che.

As the suzerain of the line of demon cultivators, the demon not only has the terrifying cultivation of the peak of transforming gods, but also has the strength and luck to find Danfeng.What's more, An Qiyuan is not the only monk who possesses the cultivation level of transforming spirits.

From the way An Qiyuan looked at Su Che, he could already predict that in order to borrow Chichao legitimately, An Qiyuan would definitely agree to Elder Yunhe's request to find the fairy beast Danfeng for the Luanhuang Clan!

Bringing Su Che into the barrier, and then attracting monks who can find Danfeng, this is like shooting yourself in the foot!

Ah Huang had never hated herself so much.

After he unconsciously stopped his running steps and stopped panting, he found himself running on the hillside at the entrance of the village.

The terrain there is relatively high, and you can almost have a panoramic view of most of the village.

On weekdays, he likes to come to this hillside to hide and relax, just looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the barrier, imagining what the outside world looks like.

But today on this hillside, I saw a large group of people surrounding something in the village, chatting and laughing very lively.

Ah Huang was very curious, so she used her cultivation to make her eyes clearer, and she could see the situation below very easily.

I saw a boy hugging a lamb in a hurry, pushing through the crowd and running desperately to the center of the crowd.

The lamb was covered in blood, and it looked like its throat had been bitten by a ferocious beast. The brownish blood almost stained its white fur, and it was obvious that it was about to die.

The person who was surrounded by the villagers came out when he saw this.

I saw that although the man had no hair, he had a smooth and full forehead, and the red cinnabar in the middle of the forehead was round and clear.

The man's nose was straight, his lips seemed to be dizzy, his eyes were as bright as morning stars, and his brows were full of compassion and kindness that could accommodate everything, but he was approachable yet dignified.

The man waved lightly to let the villagers out of a path, and walked straight to the lamb holding on to the staff.

After a while, the man's palm hanging on the lamb's wound emitted a warm yellow light, as if the sun had just risen in the sky, bright but not dazzling.

After the yellow light gradually dissipated, the lamb, which had been placed on the ground dying, stretched its neck, took a few breaths and then stood up tremblingly.

The crowd of onlookers burst into warm applause, and the boy even hugged the lamb and thanked him with a smile on his face.

The man just smiled lightly like this, as if even the breeze blowing past him could bring a bit of refreshing sweetness.

Ah Huang felt her heart tighten suddenly, and a kind of throbbing that had never been felt before swept over mountains and seas.

At that moment, there was only darkness in his field of vision, and in this boundless darkness, only that handsome man in a yellow robe and monk's robe appeared.

Ah Huang's knees softened, and before she could react, she was already kneeling on the ground, breathing so quickly that it was frightening.

He hurriedly lowered his head to stop looking at the strange man, and his left hand tightly grabbed the clothes on his chest, just wanting to calm down the heart that was about to pop out of his throat.

After his vision finally slowly returned to normal and his heartbeat calmed down a little, he quickly raised his head and looked in the direction just now.

But where is the slender and handsome figure from before?Even the villagers who had been watching just now were no longer there, which gave people the illusion of a dream.

Ah Huang quickly stood up in horror, he had never regretted the way he turned his eyes away so much.

In a hurry, he quickly pumped up his breath and leaped down from the hillside with the footwork of Yan Guo Wuhen. This is the only time since Ah Huang knew his fate as the patriarch, he used his self-cultivation in front of the villagers. for the move.

Ah Huang hates his identity as the patriarch, but he is the monk with the highest cultivation talent in the Luanhuang clan. Unwanted.

Over time, Ah Huang not only slack in cultivation, but also deliberately avoids using his cultivation in front of the clansmen, as if as long as he persists like this, the clansmen will forget that he is the head of the clan.