The Brave Master Is the Demon King

　　 After passing through the green forest, the temperature got higher and higher. After crossing a mountain, they actually saw the desert.

　　 The Kailaf Mountains are connected by countless high mountains, one mountain is higher than the other, and there are countless higher mountains blocking the front. In the days of the balance, there were many adventurers who tried to climb the highest peak of the Karaf Mountains, but most of them never returned. Almost all of them returned halfway and the other way around.

　　 And the Gaoshan tribe, a strange tribe living in the Kailaf Mountains, few people know their existence, and almost no one has seen them in modern times.

　　 Two rows of footprints are left on the sand dunes, and a line, the desert at night is the opposite of the day, one is trembling with cold, and the other is maddening with heat.

　　 But fortunately, on this cold night, there was a warm bonfire beside me, a small hole was dug in the sand, and only a finger-sized piece of wood was burning inside. It stands to reason that this poor little piece of wood should burn out within a minute, but it has been burning for several hours.

Rena was sitting by the bonfire, leaning on the master. She never thought that she could lean on the master like a cat. She would definitely get knocked on her head if she did it before, but tonight she said she was cold, and the master let her stay. Beside myself.

　　 The master is very warm, and he exudes incredible magical powers. He can withstand the cold just by relying on him.

The demon king drew a circle on the sand dune ground, and used the stars in the sky to perform some ancient magic. The light of the stars turned into a hair-thin filament, shining on the circle drawn by the demon king. A map appeared.

　　 "They have been here."

　　 The Demon King said suddenly, his eyes looked at the changing map of the place, and Rena couldn't understand it.

　　 "It happened a few months ago. They only took a day to cross the desert. You see, there are not many of them, and there may be relatives among them." The Demon King happily pointed to the glowing sand on the ground.

　　 However, Rena was not happy, she squeezed a smile and boldly grabbed the master's hand.

　　 It would be nice if I could never find my relatives.

　　 She thinks so.

　　 Early the next morning, after finding the direction, the Demon King set off with Rena. After flying for two hours, he finally saw the end of the desert, which was a canyon.

　　 The Demon King didn’t intend to waste time, so he used the surrounding wood and stones to build a bridge almost thousands of meters long.

　　 There is a deep forest on the other side of the canyon, but the strange thing is that the leaves here are all yellow, and they are falling one by one.

　　 "Master, look! What a beautiful leaf!"

　　 Rena happily collects those very strange, brightly colored leaves.

　　 "What a wonderful place, have we passed through the season?"

　　Mr. Ball also felt incredible.

　　 "This is a phenomenon caused by too strong magical power, and the plants here are much larger than those in other places."

　　 Demon King said, but it was precisely because of these abundant magic powers that he couldn't find the guiding star for a time.

　　 But at this moment, he suddenly saw a wisp of green smoke appearing in this deep mountain and old forest.

　　 "Someone? Is it from the Gaoshan tribe?"

　　 The Demon King immediately led Rena towards that direction. There were many fruits hanging on the tree, but the two did not stop there. Finally, the two came to the green smoke place, where there was a hut, a stone hut.

　　 It’s very strange why people live in this kind of place. Are the Gaoshan people living here?

　　 With questions, the devil came to the hut.

　　 This is an exquisite hut, at least it looks like a fairy tale house on the outside. Some herbs are planted around the house. It can be seen that the owner has spent a lot of effort to take care of it.

　　 bang bang~

　　 The devil knocked on the door.

"anyone there?"

　　 Of course he knew there was someone inside, and there was only one.

　　 there was a questioning voice: "Who is it?"

　　 "We are travelers passing through here. If it is convenient, we would like to ask you something."

The door was quiet for a while, and after a while, there was a sound of unhurried footsteps, and the wooden door babbled open. The one who opened the door was an old woman with white hair whose eyes were full of unfriendliness. As if the world owed her something.

　　 She glanced at the two of them, and then her eyes stayed on Rena. She didn't know if it was an illusion. Rena felt that the old woman seemed to hate herself. When she looked at her, her brows were slightly frowned.

　　 Although her forehead itself has a few wrinkles...

"come in."

　　 What people did not expect was that the old woman let them in easily.

　　 The room is covered with wooden floors and a lot of rustic furniture. Although the place is not big, it makes people feel very warm. This place satisfies Rena’s imagination of home.

　　The burning fireplace has a place for hot water. The old woman doesn't seem to like to talk. She silently burned a pot of hot tea and took out two cups from the cupboard.

　　 "Why are you here?"

　　 After the old woman finished pouring the tea and the two thanked them, she suddenly asked.

　　 "We are looking for her relatives, I heard they live in this mountain range."

　　 Demon King replied.

　　 The old woman raised her eyes and looked at Rena. When she was watching, Rena felt strange.

　　 The demon king put down his teacup and asked, "Do you know where the Gaoshan people are?"

　　 However, the other party did not answer his question, but instead focused on Rena. She said, "How old is it?"

　　 Rena was taken aback, she was a little nervous, and stammered: "I, I don't know."

　　 She really doesn't know how old she is~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The old man then looked at the devil, who just shook his head.

　　 "What's the matter? You don't even know how old you are, then do you know what your name is?" The old man seemed a little angry and spoke louder.

　　 "My name is Reina."

　　 Rena answered weakly.

　　 "What about the last name?"

　　 The old man continued to ask.

　　 Rena shook her head. Since she was young, she has only had this name and no surname.

　　 "When I met her, she was alone."

　　 The Demon King suddenly said when Rena couldn't hold it.

　　 The old woman sighed lightly and said, "Then you must know the names of your parents."

　　 The Demon King never asked about this, he also looked at Rena.

　　 However, Rena had tears in her eyes, and she shook her head aggrievedly, she really didn't know.

　　 "My God, how do people call your parents?"

　　 The old woman muttered.

　　 "The demon..."

　　 Rena replied, sobbing softly, she lowered her head and closed her eyes tightly.

　　 The Demon King and the old woman became silent immediately, which is why the Demon King has not dared to ask more.

　　 The old woman sighed, her face eased a lot, she stretched out her thin hand to wipe the tears from Rena's face, but at this moment, the old woman's bracelet gleamed faintly.

　　 The old man opened his eyes slightly and looked at Rena's eyes in amazement.