After Tang Yan retreated, he did not leave directly. He stopped on a pile of bones a few miles away, staring in the direction of Tang Chen. He did not open the Senluo Eyes, but just looked at... looking at......
Various complex and difficult-to-understand emotions floated in my heart, but they left no trace.
He had countless extreme assumptions about Prince Cang and the Demon Spirit Clan.
Imagine the scene of facing Prince Cang, imagine a life and death battle, imagine entering the land of the Demon Spirit Clan.
He doesn't care about the throne, he doesn't care about controlling the ethnic group, he doesn't care about commanding tens of millions of people, he doesn't care about everything. What he wants is an explanation, an explanation for his father.
"The husband's debt must be paid by his son." He wanted to kill Prince Cang and punish his children.
Like father, like son. Prince Cang is capable of killing his brother, and his children are definitely not good people. They should be dealt with quickly to avoid harming the demon spirit clan.
This extreme thought was the product of Tang Yan's resentment.
But when the two got along twice, Tang Chen's performance was completely beyond his expectations.
In this life, Tang Yan has experienced many people and has some ability to recognize people. He could feel Tang Chen's straightforwardness in Linzhong Village, and he could feel Tang Chen's sincerity at this moment. He was not deliberately pretending before and after.
And Xuanyuan once said that there was a deep affection between Tang Chen and his nine brothers. This was Tang Chen's advantage over other descendants of other clans, and it was what made him truly extraordinary.
Generally speaking, if a father kills his brother, his children will be deeply affected and even deeply hurt. It will affect their recognition of their own feelings and their view of human relationships. Even the most solid emotions will be affected by this.
crack.
Especially within the royal family, the home of the dynasty.
But the nine brothers and sisters could live in harmony in that environment and share weal and woe, which is difficult for ordinary people to understand. Now that I think about it, it may be due to Tang Chen's efforts to maintain it and his own personality charm.
What kind of person is this?
Tang Yan couldn't see through it anymore.
His unchanging belief has always been to attack the Demon Spirit Clan and bring cholera to the Demon Spirit Clan.
He wanted to take a serious look at the ugly faces of those people, their dirty souls, and what kind of ambition made them willing to kill the emperor who had ruled the Demon Spirit Clan for tens of thousands of years.
And fully support a new emperor.
He wanted to stand in the Demon Spirit Clan's territory and roar, where is his conscience?
He wanted to step on the heads of those people and ask ferociously, do you regret it?
He wanted to pluck Prince Cang's hair, hold it in front of tens of millions of people, and seriously ask the entire ethnic group: Are those who kill brothers and traitors worthy of your support?
He wanted to hold his father's memorial tablet, stand in front of millions of soldiers in the military, and ask forcefully, where is the blood of your soldiers? Where is the loyalty of your soldiers? What face do you have wearing this military uniform? What dignity do you have?
, to inspire your own soldiers.
He wants to roar at the entire demon spirit clan, why is he so fickle!
This belief has never changed, it has always been firm, always... firm...
He had laughed and cursed, he had been unrestrained, he had been bohemian, but he had never forgotten his hatred. The seeds of this hatred had been planted the moment Amber died in his arms, and after ten years of gestation and cultivation
, take root, sprout, and continue to grow and spread.
He hates, and does not hide this hatred.
He hates, this hatred, it gnaws at the bones and kills the heart.
I hate Prince Cang and the Demon Spirit Clan.
Hate him for being unfaithful and unjust! Hate him for being ruthless and unjust!
I hate the ingratitude of the entire ethnic group and the filth and ugliness of millions of people.
But today, this unshakable belief, this hatred that melts in the bones, has been shaken inexplicably because of Tang Chen's appearance.
"Hesitated?" Lingzhi appeared behind him, her green eyes bypassing Tang Yan and looking into the depths of the mist. He could feel that the other party also never left, and was also staring blankly in the depths of the mist.
Tang Yan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "When we meet again in the future, we will have to fight each other. I hate the Demon Spirit Clan and will never change. I feel sorry for him. But at least he let me know that the Demon Spirit Clan
There are still 'living people' inside, and this bloodline is not as dirty as I imagined."
"Let's go, now is not the time to fight against the Demon Spirit Tribe. Fate has separated you at the north and south ends of the continent, so it certainly has its purpose. Tang Chen has the Demon Spirit Tribe, and you have us. You are no worse than him."
Zhi reminded Tang Yan.
"Go meet Xuanyuan." Tang Yan turned around and rushed towards the thick fog.
Tang Chen stood there, lost in thought.
The whirlwind transformed by Tang Lin gathered behind him, revealing the true form of the banshee.
Tang Chen whispered: "How much do you know about him?"
"Only those I have observed in Beast Mountain, I don't know anything else."
"Without the protection of the family, without the nurturing of the family, he went from Qitian to Luanluo. He was promoted from a boy to a martial saint. This journey has been difficult and tiring. Who can succeed?
I can't imagine what he went through, but I can feel that he never gave up.
What kind of belief makes him persist until now, is it hatred? But what kind of experience makes him so free and easy, and still smiles when he sees me, his enemy."
Tang Chen seemed to be asking, but also seemed to be talking to himself, his voice was very soft and deep, floating silently in this misty blood mist.
Tang Lin shook her head: "He is smiling today precisely because he has hatred in his heart. Brother, you may be thinking that he hates the Demon Spirit Clan, not you, but I want to remind you that he grew up with hatred.
, he is a stray wild wolf, he... is very dangerous..."
"Yes, if I were in his position, I would hate him too. I hate being unfaithful and unjust, I hate being ruthless and unjust, and I hate the entire demon spirit clan." Tang Chen said calmly, but his deep eyes were shaking slightly.
With.
"Brother, go back."
"Let me stand a little longer, just a little while."
Tang Lin accompanied him, standing silently and staring silently.
A long time... a long time...
Tang Chen sighed quietly: "Jiu Mei, tell me some better news. At least let me know that he...well...he has not let hatred blind his conscience."
"He has a wife who is dignified, gentle and beautiful. He has a daughter who is four years old this year and is very cute." Tang Lin had always been cold and ruthless, like a machine, but today her voice seemed to contain some special emotions.
"Oh? He's married?" Tang Chen couldn't help but smile.
"He didn't have a home before, but now he has his own home. It's a compensation given to him by fate."
"Daughter... daughter..." Tang Chen muttered silently for a while, and said with a smile: "If you really think about it, she should call me uncle, haha, suddenly realized that I am old? I have a niece...
"
"Brother!" Tang Lin's voice rose slightly, returning to its usual cold tone.
Tang Chen took a deep breath and suppressed the trace of emotion in the corner of his eyes: "I know what I should do, but... the family owes him too much... too much..."
An abandoned son of a family, thrown into a strange world, is desolate and sad. How much courage does it take to stand up? How much perseverance does it take to run firmly?
What's more, he broke out of his own world and his own power.
Just a few decades.
This is such an achievement that shocks the past and the present.
He asked himself, why not.
All the major ethnic groups of the Golden Ancient Clan, and any new generation, are inferior.
Tang Lin solemnly reminded: "Father's secret order has been in your hands, and his purpose is very clear. The gold medal blood order represents the supreme secret order, and it means till death."
"Why did my father issue the blood order? Who told him that Tang Yan was here? How could he issue this secret order?" Tang Chen's voice was still calm, but there was doubt in it.
"The Fengmei Army does not belong to me, it belongs entirely to my father. I only have the right to command, not to order, and it is even more impossible for me to disobey my father's orders. Your interest in Tang Yan, as well as the news of Tang Yan's appearance here,
There is no way to escape the attention of my father. This blood order was sent by my father in a hurry overnight. You should be very clear about the meaning behind it."
"Actually, I still can't understand what my father used to be..."
"Brother!! You've gone too far!!" Tang Lin's voice suddenly rose.
"That's all." Tang Chen shook his head calmly, indicating that Tang Lin shouldn't be excited. "I know my identity and my mission very well. It's just that meeting Tang Yan today made me feel a little bit."
"You have already said it yourself. As a member of the royal family, you can't help yourself, and your heart can't help yourself. You shouldn't show such weakness, let alone feel sentimental and indebted. You finally passed the test imposed on you by your father and the clan council.
Test, if your current performance is reported by other Feng Mei, I am afraid that Father and the others will reconsider their positioning of you.
Our father has repeatedly taught us that we have a distinguished background, enjoy the glory, and enjoy the blood. This is a gift given to us by God, making us widely respected. But while enjoying the gift, we need to pay an equivalent price - protection!
Protect the entire ethnic group and protect millions of people.
Sacrifice everything you have, abandon everything, even if it is ruthless and unrighteous, there is only one purpose in life - to protect the Demon Spirit Clan and to glorify the Demon Spirit Clan.
This world is cruel, and countless eyes are staring at you. A seemingly kind decision or a seemingly warm emotion of yours may very well bring trauma to the demon spirit tribe. What is trauma? It is the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers.
It’s the loss of countless people’s lives. Do you deserve it? Can you bear it?”
"You and your second sister are becoming more and more alike. From time to time, you give me a slap in the face."
"We have no choice. Second sister has said that if you are tired or injured, you can vent in front of us, or even cry, but only in front of us, because the expectations of the entire clan are on you."
"Let's go back." Tang Chen shook his head and walked into the thick fog.
"Brother..."
"How wonderful it would be if... there were ten brothers and sisters..." Tang Chen muttered to himself and disappeared into the depths of the mist.
Tang Lin opened her mouth, but couldn't speak.
Brother is not like this usually, today...what happened...