Zhao Lin's tone was actually very calm, and his speaking speed was not fast.
However, every word he said was so thrilling and powerful.
In his unhurried narration, Huang Yueli seemed to have witnessed the tragedy that happened to the Phoenix clan a hundred thousand years ago.
The friend I once trusted the most suddenly wielded a knife against him for his own benefit.
The once peaceful and peaceful home was destroyed, the tribesmen were massacred, and even brutally tortured...
The friendship accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years was shattered in an instant, and the entire Phoenix family paid an unbearable price for this...
One hundred thousand years of history is too long.
Among the phoenixes currently living in Qifeng Canyon, Zhaolin is probably the only one who has experienced that dark night.
Not only did Zhaolin witness all this, he protected his younger brother and fled away, but he also saw his younger brother being killed, leaving only his spirit body behind.
Huang Yueli couldn't even imagine how this would feel.
If it were her, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to bear it at that time. She must fight to the death to avenge the enemy. Even if she can't kill the top masters of the enemy force, she must kill the ordinary tribesmen and let them pay for their blood debt!
From this perspective, it is completely normal for Zhaolin to want to kill her.
There was no expression on Zhao Lin's face, only his increasingly cold eyes reflected the hatred in his heart.
His eyes swept across Huang Yueli's face and continued: "Me and Zhaohua's father was the leader of the Phoenix clan at the time. He tried his best to block the enemy and let me take my brother to escape. I watched my parents die with my own eyes. In front of me... But I don't have time to cry because my brother is still so young and I have to protect him... "
"However, in the end, I couldn't even protect Zhaohua. Although I barely saved his spirit body and sealed him into the Tianhuang Jue, I myself was severely injured by the elders of the Holy Phoenix Clan. Tianhuang The pieces of Jue were also lost."
"It's been a hundred thousand years, and I still wake up from my nightmares at midnight..."
Huang Yueli remained silent.
Even she didn't know what to say.
The senior of the Holy Phoenix Tribe did something wrong that was outrageous and unjust, and there was no room for excuse.
With a "wow" sound, Xiao Wangcai cried out and threw himself into Zhao Lin's arms.
"Brother... Wuwuwu, I remember! It was so dark and scary that night... There was so much blood... Wuwuwu... "
After hearing Zhao Lin's narration, the vague details in Xiao Wangcai's mind became clear little by little.
The suffocating darkness and fear at that time also returned to his memory.
For a moment, he seemed to have turned back into the little phoenix cub hiding in his brother's arms and shivering.
Zhao Lin hugged Xiao Wangcai tightly, his eyes filled with sadness.
Xiao Wangcai started crying regardless.
Huang Yueli frowned slightly but said nothing.
Li Moying knew that she was feeling complicated, so he stretched out his hand and held her white little hand in his palm.
The man's hot body temperature made Huang Yueli gradually calm down, and his body involuntarily leaned towards Li Moying.
After half an hour, the crying Xiao Wangcai gradually became calmer.
However, he still grabbed his brother's sleeve and kept sobbing.
"It's so terrible... My father, mother and clan members all died miserably... Boo hoo... burp!"
Zhao Lin touched his little head, and a coldness flashed in his eyes, "In order to avenge his tribe, Huang Yueli... must die!"
(End of chapter)