Zhuge Jinqing was the first to return to the palace. He had thought about many possibilities, but he had never thought that this would be the case.
Blood flowed into a river and corpses were everywhere. His tribe members were everywhere, with distorted faces of his eyes open. His head buzzed, and his heart was shocked to make him subconsciously run back to the palace gate.
The same scenes and the same scenes were repeated in the same way again in front of his eyes. He looked at the corpses accumulated into mountains emptyly, and the rolling blood filled the fields.
Dragging his stiff pace, he slowly walked in. During this period, his father, his sister, his friends, and even the queen who had breathed a sigh of relief were waiting for their return.
At that moment, with the last hope, he ran quickly to each of their room. However, every time he went there, his hope was like an hourglass missing, passing by bit by bit, followed by bit by bit.
What is the huge fear is like the dark night covering his body and mind without any leakage, without any room for sight.
In addition to being angry, he kicked away the branches under his feet as if he vented. Out of the corner of his eyes, he accidentally saw that somewhere in the sky became more and more intense, and a purple light appeared in the thunder.
He remembered that direction was the Xuanyuan Demon Mouth Mirror in the Demon Realm. The Xuanyuan Demon Mouth Mirror connected the entrances from all over the place. In order to prevent people with bad intentions from invading other countries or being invaded by outsiders, this entrance was blocked.
At the same time, this place is also the most abundant spiritual place in the demon world, offering many creatures in the demon world.
Therefore, it is reasonable and there is no mistake here at all!
The matter was serious and there was no chance of breathing. Zhuge Jin rushed to Xuanyuan's Demon's Mouth Mirror without stopping, but found that the buildings here had been destroyed, and the fire was setting off, and he saw a man standing tall and with his back on his back.
Not far away was Lian Shang, who was unconscious. Jin Qing's pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately helped her up to check. Seeing that she was still breathing, the worry in his heart finally relieved a little, which made him relax at the right time.
Tone.
However, the faint hostility of the person in front of him made him subconsciously feel alert. In addition to him being a later person, he was the one who seriously injured Lian Shang. Perhaps, this person in the demon world was the one who was here.
The turmoil was also his own actions.
"Who is your lord? What kind of hatred does you have with us? You are so vicious to take revenge on the demon world! You will be devastated by the sufferings of life!"
The man said nothing, but when he turned slightly, his thin red lips pursed into a straight line.
"Jinqing, long time no see, don't be fine."
Is it... it's him?
Zhuge Jinqing seemed to have a blow to his head, which made his ears echoed constantly. The blood on his face disappeared at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye. His frustrated eyes no longer saw the glory of the past. His faint thin lips trembled several times and finally turned toward him.
He spoke.
"Did you do these things?"
Hao Lan said nothing, but a few coldness rose in his deep eyes, and he readily agreed.
"Yes, I caused the turmoil in the demon world by myself, and even I killed people."
"Why? Why do you do this?"
When Jin Qing heard his answer, he still couldn't accept it and muttered to himself. The dark shadow covered half of his face, making him unreal. However, his trembling hands exposed his forbearing emotions.