Chapter 1184

In the end, it still couldn't stay out of it and chose the Mou Nation. "You are not the first to be forced to make a choice, and you won't be the last." He He Lingchuan knew very well that as the struggle between Between Beijia and the Mou Nation became more and more intense, the living space for these idle demons and wild monsters would inevitably become smaller and smaller.

They would be forced to take sides.

If they stood on the wrong side, they would have to die.

He He Lingchuan subconsciously thought of the spider demon sisters.

Great demons like them, who were powerful and didn't care about the world, were forced into the vortex of struggle; what choices could ordinary people have? The torrent of fate engulfed all living beings, whether you were willing or not.

If you can't swim, you will sink to the bottom.

Everyone had been walking for more than an hour, and Dong Rui's bat returned twice, bringing the news that the Yao army was coming directly here and had already entered the Jing Mountain territory.

Chasing very closely, and the direction was not wrong.

At this moment, another change occurred.

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Horses were eating grass on the long slope, and smoke was curling up from the valley.

A Xun, although full of gloom, couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his mouth when he saw this familiar scene.

After trekking for more than fifty days, he finally returned home.

Counting the time, his wife was five months pregnant; the belly should be obvious, right?

However, as he rushed into Red Valley, the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong:

Why were more than half of the clansmen missing? He only saw women and children.

And, there were fewer horses!

He hadn't seen many horse herds on his way back!

A Xun's heart rose with a premonition of disaster, and he rushed back home with his personal guards at full speed.

Mengmeng was just walking out of the inner room; he rushed in in a panic and almost bumped into his wife.

His wife was also startled, picking up the stick by the door to defend herself; this was originally used to beat wolves. She saw that the uninvited guest was her husband, and only then did she relax, but she didn't put down the stick: "What are you doing! You're about to be a father, and you're still so reckless."

A Xun wanted to hug his wife, but stopped temporarily, lowering his head to look at her belly.

Sure enough, it was protruding.

Didn't dare to touch, didn't dare to touch.

"This, is it still okay?" He scratched his head and smiled foolishly, "Are you okay?"

"What could be wrong?" Mengmeng pressed her belly, "You came back late; did you get the thing?"

A Xun's face sank, and he shook his head.

He went to White Hair Mountain in the Giant Deer Nation to get the Bright Lamp, but was beaten to it by someone else.

On the way back, his heart sank to the bottom, and he thought about a lot.

Father was controlled by the evil armor, and he didn't know how many more absurd and terrifying things he would do; he absolutely couldn't let it go, couldn't let his father drag the whole clan into the abyss.

"Then what to do?"

"Where is Father?" A Xun asked his wife, "Why are there so many fewer clansmen?"

Mengmeng's face darkened: "The tribal chief led the troops to attack Zini."

"What!" A Xun was shocked, "When did this happen!"

"The oath-taking expedition was yesterday. According to the schedule, they should arrive at Jing Mountain tomorrow."

A Xun's heart was in a mess: "Father is half-crazy, how could the clansmen let him mess around?"

"Second Uncle wanted to stop him." Mengmeng remembered the scene yesterday and still had lingering fears, "As a result, as a result, he was chopped on the neck by the tribal chief with an axe, and blood sprayed three feet away. The tribal physician tried his best, but still couldn't save him."

"Second, Second Uncle?" A Xun was dumbfounded, "Father killed Second Uncle?"

The tribal chief killed his own younger brother! Second Uncle had never committed any major mistakes or evils, although he had some thoughts about the position of tribal chief... nonsense, who could have no thoughts?

Two months passed, and Father was even crazier; was this already not recognizing his own kin?

"Did the others just watch?"

"Second Uncle's sons, that is, your two cousins, rushed up to resist and were killed by the tribal chief with one axe each. The tribal chief is so powerful, they were no match for him at all. Then, then no one dared to oppose him. Some people refused to go and left quietly. The tribal chief discovered it and killed three people on the spot!"

A Xun clenched his fists and strode out.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to stop Father; I can't let him lead the whole clan to a dead end!"

As soon as the words fell, someone called his name from the side.

A Xun looked back and saw the tribal elder.

"You finally came back." The tribal elder beckoned to him, "Come here."

A Xun ordered his personal guards to wait outside and walked into the tent with the tribal elder.

There was no one else in the tent.

The tribal elder even personally set up a barrier before grabbing his staff and sitting down: "If you had come back a day earlier, your father wouldn't have killed your Second Uncle and taken all the warriors to attack Zini."

"This matter must not happen." A Xun said sternly, "I will ride the fastest horse to stop Father!"

"How to stop him?" The tribal elder asked, "Did you get the Bright Lamp?"

"No." A Xun's face was dim, "Besides the Bright Lamp, did you find any other alternative?"

He didn't hold much hope, and on the way back from the Giant Deer Nation to Red Valley, he had long since conceived an idea.

When there was no other way, he could only do that.

Who knew the tribal elder would say: "The tail page of the Heavenly Master's notes records an incomplete formation, drawn very meticulously but vaguely, without explaining what it was for. In the past few months, I have been secretly inquiring, using up all my coffin money, and only then did I find a clue: actually, the Ke Mountain Palace was originally built to seal the Luo Sheng Armor! In the later generations of the empire, it became the monarch's palace."

The tribal elder opened his mouth and made A Xun's eyes shine, "More than a thousand years ago, the founding emperor of the Flash Gold Empire personally sealed the Luo Sheng Armor in Jing Mountain and specially built the Heavenly Gang Formation for this purpose. The designer of this formation was the National Master of the Flash Gold Empire, whose descendants later became Heavenly Masters and turned this formation into an ancestral sealing technique."

He took out a tattered yellow book from his hand: "Guess who wrote these Heavenly Master's notes?"

"The National Master of the Flash Gold Empire!" A Xun was overjoyed, "Tribal elder, are you sure this sealing technique is usable?"

The tribal elder smiled bitterly: "I already said it, this sealing technique is already incomplete."

"No way?!" This old man was also hiding half of his urine when he got up in the middle of the night? A Xun was almost anxious to death, "Then is the sealing technique useful or not!"

"It's no problem to seal ordinary demons and ghosts, but if it's a powerful character, I'm afraid it won't be strong enough..."

A Xun's mood changed from great rise to great fall, and he couldn't help but curse.

"But the Heavenly Gang Formation on Jing Mountain is still there." The tribal elder was interrupted, his white eyebrows wrinkled. This time he couldn't be blamed for not saying it all at once, "I even went to check a few days ago and made some repairs according to the sealing technique. Perhaps, the legacy formation of the Flash Gold Empire can help you deal with the Luo Sheng Armor."

It wasn't just A Xun who was busy for this matter.

He immediately added: "The tribal chief set off, and I was regretting that all my previous efforts were wasted, but you came back at this critical moment! Good, good, Heaven will not destroy my clan! If you rush there at full speed, you might be able to stop him at Ke Ridge!"

After saying this, the tribal elder took out a piece of sheepskin: "The fastest horse has been prepared for you, and the sealing technique is also written on the sheepskin. You can study it carefully on the way, and be sure to remember how to use it."

"Yes!" A Xun took it and walked out with big strides.

Outside, there were indeed a few oily and shiny good horses in perfect condition, the leader being a black-flowered treasure horse, with the saddle and bridle already prepared, and dry food and water bags hanging on the horse's back.

His wife was standing by the horse, looking worried.

Partings in Red Valley were always sudden, but she had a premonition of disaster this time.

A Xun knew what she was worried about, hugged her gently and said: "Don't worry, I'll be back soon!"

"Want to lie to me again?" Mengmeng was unhappy, tears streaming down her cheeks, "Will my child ever be able to see his father?"

"Yes, of course!" A Xun lowered his head, pressing his forehead against hers, "I will definitely bring the clansmen back safely. Our children will grow up in a place without hunger, without war, and without being looked down upon by others!"

Mengmeng nodded, holding back her sobs but hugging him tightly.

"Be careful, be careful not to bump the child." A Xun coaxed her again, "Do you know, I saw many good things on this long journey; Giant Deer Nation people make many delicious little snacks, one bite each, especially exquisite, you will definitely like them. And there are ports and big ships, shell jewelry brought by ocean merchants... I heard that the other side of the sea is even better than the Giant Deer Nation. When I come back, I will take you and the child to play, okay?"

He spoke unusually urgently, Mengmeng said "Okay," but didn't want to let go while grabbing his clothes.

Time was precious, A Xun didn't have much time to comfort his wife, and although there were thousands of words in his heart, he could only kiss her forehead lightly, say "Wait for me to come back" in a low voice, and jump onto the horse's back, heading toward Jing Mountain.

Several personal guards followed closely behind.

He only looked back after running ten yards, seeing his wife and the tribal elder waving at him, one with a slightly bulging abdomen, the other with white hair.

On the Flash Gold Plain, without the protection of strong men, how could such women, children, the old, and the weak have the ability to protect themselves?

Other clansmen also gathered around, their faces full of expectation.

Expecting him to successfully defeat the Luo Sheng Armor and bring their warriors back safely.

Even if it was just a ruin of a palace, it occupied half the area of Ke Mountain.

From the mountainside to the peak, there were broken pillars and ruined walls of buildings distributed. Thinking of the glory of the empire back then, the palaces and houses here were like scales and combs, high and low, with beauties like clouds and laughter, which was a rare human wealth on the Flash Gold Plain.

The former strength of this empire could only be witnessed by the sunset glow now.

Nature had already taken back its territory; the Ke Mountain Palace was covered by weeds and vines, and had always been a paradise for snakes, insects, and rats.

But at this moment, it welcomed several hundred uninvited guests.

Taking the Ke Mountain ruins was the most convenient passage to Zini.

Going down the mountain from here, the expedition of the Ying people could be considered half finished. As long as they took the two heavy towns of Zini with lightning speed, the tribal chief believed that this hard battle could be considered half finished.

The left guard commander, who was temporarily promoted, leaned over and said carefully: "Tribal chief, we have been rushing for six hours, and it's all the way up the mountain; can we take a rest? It's better to attack after going down the mountain."

He was originally a man with a rough voice, but he was scared into a whisper by the tribal chief.

The tribal chief was staring at the ruined tower in the ruins, and upon hearing this, said: "Only walked for six hours and want to rest; are the warriors of my Ying clan so delicate?"

(End of chapter)