Yan Ling fantasy world

Fayu City, inner city!

After a sensational battle, there were only a few Yanzhe left in the city. The huge Fayu City was brightly lit when it came, and all the lanes were boiling. Now, only a few sparks are left, twinkling under the night.

On the top of the low building, there was a round table, and three people sat around it. It was extremely peaceful under the quiet night.

"Father, I'll fill it up for you!"

Yan Ling'er looked at the kind father in front of her, stood up slowly, picked up the Qiu Yuexiang at hand, and slowly poured wine for her father, with a faint smile on her face.

Yan Xiao looked at his son and did not stop him.

After a catastrophe, there is nothing better than drinking wine to get rid of dust and evil spirits.

"Ling'er, come here and give Auntie a drink!"

Yan Suxin looked at her smiling brother and nephew in front of her, and her cheeks were also filled with a strong smile.

At this moment, although her skin is still dry, it has also regained a trace of its past color. Just now, Yan Xiao and Yan Suxin were "born in one palace" in Yan Ling'er's seven-color true palace. The broken meridians and ten meridians,

Most of it has been repaired.

However, due to too many fractures and the physical weakness of Yan Xiao and Yan Suxin at this time, Yan Linger did not think of overcoming the problem overnight.

According to his estimate, three to four rounds of repairs would be appropriate.

Looking at Aunt Su Xin, although the latter's face had changed a lot, the comfort given by her relatives made Yan Ling'er feel warm in her heart.

He took the wine bottle and gave her a full glass. The three of them looked at each other and drank the wine glasses in their hands.

Sweet and pure, it makes Yan Ling'er feel particularly comfortable.

However, after Yan Xiao and Yan Suxin drank, their expressions turned slightly. The pungency of the alcohol had a big impact on their fragile meridians that had just been repaired.

Looking at his father and aunt who used to protect him, Yan Ling'er felt uncomfortable in his heart.

However, at this time, he looked at the two of them without showing his expression, with a smile on his face. He picked up the wine bottle next to him and wanted to fill it up for the two of them again.

Yan Suxin waved her hand and smiled. Obviously, the stimulation of alcohol was not pleasant. At the same time, Yan Xiao also gently stopped.

Seeing this, Yan Linger slowly put down the wine bottle.

"Come, father, aunt, eat vegetables, eat vegetables!"

Yan Ling'er was full of smiles, picked up the dishes, and handed them to his father and aunt. Perhaps it was the joy of being reborn after the Ksitigarbha forest disaster, or the fear of Yan Ling'er. This table was extremely rich.

The table is full, with dozens of exquisite dishes, the meat of various flaming beasts, and rare spiritual plants everywhere. Moreover, the wife of the Ksitigarbha Forest is also excellent in craftsmanship. The dishes are not only of great variety, but also of gorgeous colors.

, it is a perfect description to describe it as full of color, fragrance and taste.

Under the cover of night, a table of three people ate for a full hour before putting down their bowls and chopsticks.

The three of them looked at each other, and they still had to talk about what they should ask.

Looking at her aunt who looked old and had lost her skin elasticity, Yan Ling'er smiled, as if she had worked up all her energy, and said, "Father, aunt, you should want to ask how the clan members are doing now, right?"

Yan Xiao looked at his son. Although his eyes were struggling, he nodded heavily.

The Battle of Yancheng was so miserable that he witnessed with his own eyes that countless clan members were killed and injured, but he didn't know how many people could survive.

Looking at her father, Yan Linger also picked up the wine in front of her and drank it down in one gulp.

He said: "After the battle of Yancheng, Anyang County experienced a bloodbath by the demon clan. Less than 10% of the people of the Yan clan survived under the protection of the Qin government."

When Yan Xiao heard this, no matter how strong he was, he felt powerless.

His hands began to tremble uncontrollably, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, and tears kept rolling in his eyes.

At this moment, Yan Suxin beside him collapsed helplessly in his father's arms, tears streaming down his face, and he kept sobbing.

Less than 10%. In other words, less than 20 people of the Yan clan are alive now. This ending can be described as extremely miserable.

Extermination is nothing more than fear.

However, he didn't know that this was the result of the Qin government trying its best to continuously search for the lost Yan clan members. Otherwise, if they were left alone, there would probably not be ten Yan clan members at this moment.

Looking at the wine glass in front of him, Yan Xiao also picked up a glass, drank it down in one gulp, held back his tears, and continued to ask: "Who else is still alive?"

Yan Linger looked at her weeping aunt, then at her strong father, and thought about it one by one.

It is a pity that among Yan Xiao's generation and his father's generation, except for Yan Lu, Yan Liuxi, and Yan Suxin who is still beside him, only Yan Chou is left. As for the other clan members, they are no longer in this continent.

As for the other ten people, one is from the branch and the other is practicing outside. Even Yan Xiao, these people are not that familiar with them.

However, the blood of the Yan clan flows in the blood after all.

In times of crisis, they also chose to return to the Yan clan.

"Father, uncle, third uncle, younger brother..."

Yan Xiao's words were like a thousand pounds, and the tears in his eyes, when his thoughts returned to the scene when Yan Cheng lost the city, he finally couldn't suppress it and started to flow down.

"Yan Que, that bastard, he was the one who led the Duanmu family to the annihilation of our Yan clan!"

When the thoughts were recalled to the end, bloodshot eyes appeared in Yan Xiao's eyes. When he said Yan Que's name, a trace of hatred filled his heart.

"Yan Que? Third uncle?"

Yan Ling'er looked at his father, with a flash of confusion in his eyes. He had heard such speculations at the mouth of Yan Liuxi in Anyang County, but after his thoughts stabilized, he discovered many doubts.

Although Yan Que doesn't like his father or himself, his feelings for the Yan family will never be fake.

As a law-enforcement elder of the Yan tribe, he has done his best for the tribe. Although there are many disagreements, they will not go to such extremes.

What's more, when the Yan clan was exterminated, his father also died in the battle. Did Yan Que even want to kill his father?

How could a person who has a conscience for his people do something to his father?

"Yes, it's him. It was he who opened the door for the Duanmu Family, giving them the opportunity to enter the inner city of Yan City, form a pincer attack, and directly destroy our Yan clan."

Yan Xiao squeezed her hands tightly, and her eyes were bloodshot.

The hatred in his eyes made the void begin to freeze.

Yan Suxin, who was in his arms, heard the words and slowly straightened up while sobbing. The tears flowing out made her eyes even dryer.

"Yes, it was indeed the third brother who opened the door to the Yan clan!"

Wiping tears with both hands, Yan Suxin also added: "That day, I was next to the third brother, and the Duanmu family troops were approaching the city. We could have stayed in the city to defend the enemy, but the black mist flames suddenly appeared on the third brother. The next moment, he went straight towards the city.

We walked towards the city gate, no matter how we screamed, the third brother was still so decisive."

"A lot of our tribe members were injured along the way."

"It is also because of this that the Duanmu Family penetrated deeply into the inner city, and we had to choose to break out. In the end, we fell completely into the flame pattern formation that the Duanmu Family had prepared before."

"In that battle, our tribe suffered numerous casualties."

As Yan Suxin spoke, the tears in her eyes could not be controlled again, and they flowed down in a thin stream.

And what she said was also a complete description of everything that really happened in front of her, including the scenes and the despair in the formation. At this moment, Yan Xiao could hear the powerless screams in the formation as if he was traveling through time and space.

However, Yan Linger frowned slightly at what Yan Suxin said.

"But this black mist?"

After speaking, a black mist as dark as ink and as dark as an abyss appeared above Yan Linger's finger.

The moment the black mist appeared, Yan Suxin was so frightened that she stepped back one after another. In a hurry, the seat behind her was pushed to the ground by her. And just when she was about to fall to the ground, a soft golden-red power slowly lifted her up.

rise.

In one breath, the black mist on Yan Linger's fingers completely disappeared.

"You... Ling'er, why do you have this kind of black mist?"

Yan Suxin, who had regained consciousness, looked at Yan Ling'er with fear in her eyes. This black mist had obviously left a deep mark on her heart.

Looking at her aunt, Yan Linger finally knew everything that happened in Yan Cheng.

Immediately, he slowly laid his aunt down.

Yan Xiao looked at Yan Ling'er from the side, frowning slightly, and thinking in his eyes: "Ling'er, is there something wrong with this?"

Looking at his father and aunt, Yan Ling'er also nodded heavily and said, "Father, aunt, you may have misunderstood my third uncle. This black mist is not actually the power of inflammation."

"Not Yanli?"

"What is that?"

"It's demonic energy. The third uncle at that time should have been controlled by the demons."

Yan Ling'er said categorically, her words full of affirmation, which made Yan Xiao and Yan Suxin frown slightly. Was Yan Que betrayed by the demon clan because he was controlled by the demon clan?

"Demon energy, but there is no smell of evil at all in the black mist. There is even a hint of holiness."

Yan Suxin looked puzzled.

It is not that he has never been exposed to demonic energy. Before this, Yan Lu had been practicing in the Yuxi Ancient Abyss. He would eventually have some knowledge about demonic energy and bring it back to the Yan clan.

With her keen insight, she sensed that demonic energy was all evil. At that time, Yan Que's body exuded a touch of holiness, which also greatly enhanced his strength, as if it were the same as the power of fire.

"It is indeed demonic energy. Demonic energy is not all evil energy. At that time, those who attacked our Yancheng were not ordinary demons, but a demon named Tiansu Crocodile. Its demons

That’s what qi feels like.”

"And when I used it just now, I also borrowed the demonic energy from the Heavenly Su Crocodile."

Hearing this, Yan Xiao and Yan Suxin suddenly understood. They looked at Yan Linger in front of them, and their eyes gradually became relieved.

Although Yan Que often opposed Yan Xiao in the clan, they grew up together after all and were connected by blood. They did not want to see the scene of sibling betrayal. Now, knowing the truth, they finally let go of their grudges.

"Hey, third brother..."

At this moment, Yan Xiao finally recognized Yan Que.

The night gradually became thicker. On the three-story short building, Yan Ling'er chatted with her father and aunt until late at night, and finally stopped when a blue and golden light streaked across the sky.

Two streaks of light pierced the sky and landed directly on the roof of the three-story low building.

When he first arrived, Long Ting looked at the table of almost finished delicacies in front of him, and immediately felt heartbroken, and his excited face immediately fell down.

Xuan Qingyi, on the other hand, was extremely polite and bowed slightly to Yan Xiao and Yan Suxin.

Looking at the girl-like Long Ting in front of them, and then looking at Xuan Qingyi, Yan Xiao and Yan Suxin, who were fair-skinned and beautiful, they seemed to have something in mind.

When Yan Ling'er saw this, she immediately remembered everything that happened in the Romantic Rose Pavilion and felt local pain.

He hurriedly explained: "Father, aunt, this is Long Ting, the demon master of the Qinglong Sky Demon Clan, and this is Xuan Qingyi, the demon master of the Xuan Jinniao Clan."

It was okay not to introduce him, but as soon as he was introduced, Yan Xiao and Yan Suxin immediately felt that something was wrong.

There were clearly two living people in front of them, so how could they be the Demon Lord? Immediately, the two of them remembered the previous battle, suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "The young cyan dragon and the big golden-red bird in the sky just now, are they?"

"Yes, father!"

Seeing her father understand everything, Yan Linger finally smiled.

However, the happy smile had not yet dissipated. Yan Xiao's words directly gave Yan Ling'er the urge to vomit blood.

"Ling'er, whether it's a human being or a demon, as a father, I won't mind!"