Valkyrie Storm

Chapter 1997 The Hope of the Ghost Dragon Army
Nian Wude said: "Remember, what does it have to do with that matter."

"Jiuying reminded me that I was going to visit the Demon Spirit Clan. I didn't understand it at first, but after I finished the plan, I pondered over and over again, and thought of that possibility. I know that if I discuss it with you, you will definitely not agree to my visit, but The situation in Zhanmeng was very critical at the time, and I was not allowed to come and go, so... I decided to take a risk."

"You went to the Demon Spirit Clan based entirely on your inference?" The two of them didn't know whether to be angry or depressed, but their faces were gloomy again and again, and the uglier they became.This child is used to taking risks, and he doesn't know the seriousness. If something goes wrong, it will be irreversible. This is irresponsible to himself, and also irresponsible to Zhanmeng.

"I am taking risks, but I am not reckless. I have considered this matter for a long time. Besides, the success or failure of Zhanmeng's offensive and defensive battles is uncertain. If I don't go there, I may never have another chance in my life."

While Tang Yan was speaking, King Ma Yan quietly opened his bloodshot eyes under the nourishment of the blood soul tree.

The Blood Soul Tree can be called the most precious treasure in the world, its blood energy and soul power are miraculous, not to mention Ma Yan Wang is already on the verge of waking up.

"Boss, are you okay?" Nian Wuqing and Nian Wude walked forward quickly.

Tang Zhibai wanted to get up subconsciously, but his body was already completely stiff. A little force caused a spasm-like tingling all over his body, and Dou Da's sweat fell down.

"Go on." Ma Yanwang's voice was hoarse and dry, and he had heard their conversation vaguely in his hazy consciousness just now when he was waking up.

Tang Yan signaled that the Blood Soul Tree would continue to nourish Ma Yanwang's body and help him recuperate: "I was skeptical about the tragedy of the Yaoling clan before, but I couldn't imagine what kind of benefits would require such a big price. Visiting the Demon Spirit Clan, the cause and effect are all clear.

What happened back then was actually a round, a big round, and there were many unavoidable factors.

In that era, under the superficial prosperity of the Demon Spirit Clan, they were already facing the most terrifying danger, almost on the brink of extinction, because...the lifespans of Emperor Father and Prince Cang had reached their limits, and they might fall down at any time , and even the demon spirit clan will go to decline. "

Tang Yan's almost sharp words finally broke the weird atmosphere in the room, and also impacted the cold city wall that Nian Wuqing and the others had built in their hearts. Tang Zhibai stared at Tang Yan again.

"Help me up." Ma Yanwang struggled.

Nian Wuqing and Nian Wude hurried forward, and carefully supported Ma Yanwang to sit on the head of the bed.

"Father's death in battle, Prince Cang's betrayal, the destruction of the Ghost Dragon Group Army, and all kinds of unexpected events in the later period, all were planned in advance for the long-term prosperity of the Yaoling clan."

Tang Yan explained what he had heard that day, according to his own understanding, to Ma Yanwang and the others in detail, without any omission, and for the first time announced Jiuying's past and present lives to Tang Zhibai.

Tang Zhibai didn't interrupt, and knelt there quietly, waiting for King Ma Yan and the others to learn the real history.

The same words, spoken from his own mouth, are far inferior to Tang Yan's own description.

About half an hour later, Tang Yan sorted out the cause and effect, as well as the history and the present, at one time, restored the history to Ma Yanwang and the others, explained the helplessness of the year, and clarified the truth of the rebellion.There was no embellishment in the words, but the true feelings were revealed, which re-established the image of "loyalty" and "stalwart" of the Yaoling clan for them.

There are no cowards in and out of the Yaoling clan, and there is no betrayal from top to bottom.

It is still the former demon spirit clan, and it is still a demon spirit clan worthy of protection and pride.

All those who participated in this incident all carried the supreme righteousness of the ethnic group and accepted the call of the emperor's grace and mission.

In short, we must help Ma Yanwang and the others subvert the hatred that has lasted for thousands of years in their hearts.

Silent during the listening, following Tang Yan's introduction, scenes of magnificent historical pictures were opened in front of them, and the epic sacrifices and perseverance echoed in their ears.

They persisted in the hatred for a thousand years, and waited for a thousand years, but in the end it turned out to be an experience and a necessity.

They were silent, from beginning to end, without saying a word, they were frowning and clenched their fists again and again.

It's hard to accept all this anyway.

It's not that he doesn't want to believe in the loyalty and righteousness of the Monster Spirit Clan, it's just that the hatred is too deep and deep-rooted.

But Prince Cang's "bear the burden of humiliation", "the self-sacrifice of the four elders of the Clan Affairs Council", a series of sad and tenacious missions made their hearts tremble repeatedly, and their cold eyes became moist unconsciously.

Involuntarily, they calmed down in the silence and complexity, and looked back at history again in peace.

Although they have paid a lot and have been deceived for a long time, but if you think about it, it is an honor to be able to personally participate in such a maze, and to be able to take on the heavy responsibility of a link.

Although, the millennium hatred is too heavy.

At least... the first emperor didn't die wronged, and Prince Cang didn't betray his loyalty; at least... the dignity of the demon spirit clan never collapsed, and the spirit of the demon spirit clan was not shamed.

The three of them were silent and secretly sad, looking back at history time and time again, murmuring loyalty over and over again, soothing their inner melancholy again and again.

At the same time, Tang Chen in the main hall took the initiative to express his heart, explained the history to everyone in the Zhanmeng in advance, and interpreted the past. He only hoped that in exchange for a little respect from the Zhanmeng, he would let them see the real demon spirit clan and see himself. The people of these demon spirit clan are no longer dirty, but loyal and righteous.

This is also the first time that the Demon Spirit Clan has frankly confessed their secrets back then.

No more shame, no more embarrassment, but peace and pride.

The heart is very warm, not the face is very hot.

Tang Chen didn't introduce more details, and didn't mention any very special secrets, but it was enough for everyone to understand, enough for them to feel the tragedy of history, to feel the perseverance of the Yaoling clan, and to understand Tang Yan's special action this time.

Inside and outside the hall, everyone was silent.

Everyone in the Zhanmeng was immersed in this historical situation, reminiscing about the rebellion and loyalty of the Yaoling clan.

Because the facts of history are contrary to their long-standing cognition, it is difficult for them to accept it, but righteousness comes first, and they are all trying to accept it and feel it with their hearts.

Before they knew it, everyone was letting go of their conflicts and estrangements, and re-examined the generals of the Yaoling clan, as well as the legendary leader of the new generation—the Nine Sons of Yaoling.

In the bedroom, King Ma Yan sighed after a long silence: "Zhibai, get up, you don't need to kneel down to us. You are ruthless and virtuous. Help him up. We should be proud of history and applaud the demon spirit clan. We If you can afford it, you can also let it go, the millennium of suffering...is nothing..."

Nian Wuqing and Nian Wude personally took Tang Zhibai's arms and lifted him up slowly: "Get up, it's a write-off. But let me be clear first, considering your dark history, we have been dead for so long , Let’s develop feelings slowly.”

Tang Zhibai shook his head with a wry smile, but a stone fell in his heart after all.

Tang Yan said: "The thing is roughly like this. It will take a while to fully accept it. Now that the Zhanmeng is temporarily stable, you should adjust your emotions while you are recuperating and try to accept it as much as possible.

After a while, you will recover, and go back to the Demon Spirit Clan together.

Pay homage to the ancestors, meet Prince Cang, and the old dean.

They were thrilled to hear that you were alive and hoped to see you again. "

Tang Yan's trip to the Demon Spirit Clan this time is also "come in a hurry" and "go in a hurry". There are many people who have not met, scattered little things have not been clarified, and the ancestral temple has not visited, so he plans to return after a while. Back to the demon spirit clan.

"The demon spirit clan... the demon spirit clan..." Ma Long said softly to himself, looking back at the far north, his expression was inevitably complicated. Perhaps he never thought that he would return to the demon spirit clan with a calm mind, instead of carrying Butcher Knife leads the army.

"Since all are deployed by the Bureau, does the Ghost Dragon Army... still exist?" Nian Wuqing suddenly thought of the key point.Thinking back to the years when the ghost dragon army's several vicious battles were all fought in the battle of the succubi, wouldn't the ghost dragon troops that were captured back then... Thinking of this, Nian Wuqing was a little excited, and so was Nian Wude. The spirit lifted.

Living in the Qitian Continent for thousands of years, keeping a low profile and silence, they have already forgotten the art of war, formation, military law, and their status as generals, but if the Ghost Dragon Army can be reorganized, they don't mind returning to the old days. .

Tang Yan said: "My father's idea once guided me to go to the Succubus for about ten years, and he also answered me that not all of the six slaves died in battle. They hoped that they could wish you, Uncle Ma, to break through the shackles and aspire to be the master of martial arts. The realm of perfection. So I think there must be more secrets in the Succubus, and when the time is right in the future, let's go to the Succubus together."

(End of this chapter)