hunt and eat

Chapter 325 The bloody rainy night 20 years ago, the undiscovered truth

"Village chief, let me go!"

In a woodland outside Jieyun Village, Mengoro looked at the tall dragon woman standing in front of him with a pleading face.

It is impossible to force the card... In fact, even if the whole village is together, it is impossible to win half a point against the village chief.

Growing up in Jieyun Village since he was a child, Mongoro, who knows how powerful this adult is, knows this better than anyone else.

The only thing I can do now is to convince the other party.

Although the hope is also very slim.

"Are you going to die? Or are you holding them back?"

Yun Xiao glanced at him without the slightest expression, without any intention of moving his footsteps.

Although she still looks like a young woman, in terms of stubbornness and selflessness, there is actually no difference between this adult and her grandfather.

Even, from the perspective of the safety of the villagers, Yun Xiao would do it more thoroughly in many cases.

Gritting his teeth, Mongoro whispered:

"I won't go deep there. I really just want to see what kind of ancient dragon my father met back then."

"I know I'm weak, and I know you're doing it for my own good, but even a useless person like me has something he really wants to do."

Mentioning his father, the [Ghost Guard] became more and more agitated.

Regarding this, Yun Xiao's face remained calm except for a flash of memory in his eyes, which made Mon Goro even more desperate.

From his grandfather, he knew that his father was once one of the village chief's apprentices. He thought he could use this to persuade the other party, but who thought it would be useless.

In other words, the strength is not enough.

The village chief has experienced too much, and ordinary words are not enough to shake her decision.

"So, even if you saw that ancient dragon, what's the point?"

The cold voice resounded from the forest, like a ray of evening wind in the autumn forest, with a sense of bleakness of thousands of trees refreshing the heart.

Mongoro couldn't help feeling a strange feeling of wanting to give up.

The village chief's ability to manipulate emotions is getting stronger and stronger.

Even if it is not deliberately displayed, it can still infect the emotions of the people around it.

Mongoro, who roughly understood Yunxiao's ability, tried his best to resist the feeling of decadence rising in his heart, and even blue veins appeared on his forehead.

He must not fall here.

If you miss this time, you probably won't have a chance to get close to that forbidden place again in the future.

He knows this better than anyone else.

For a long time, Mongoro has two wishes, no matter what, he wants to realize them, and he has worked hard for many years.

One of them is to become a hero praised by the villagers just like his father.

However, his talent is really poor, even compared to ordinary people, his physical fitness is far inferior.

Therefore, he can only find another way, through various crooked ways, trying to gain a reputation.

[Ghost Guard] It may be a nonsense, but it also shows part of his thoughts.

As of now, by hugging Guta and their thighs, the matter has more or less been half done.

As for his remaining wish, it is to find out the truth that his father failed to find out back then.

The truth about the ancient dragon that has always been hidden in the high sky, surrounded by rain clouds and storms.

"My father always taught me that fear comes from the unknown."

"And the best way to overcome fear is to see with your own eyes what lies behind the unknown."

Biting his lower lip tightly, bright red blood flowed from his mouth into his throat, and Mongoro inexplicably got rid of part of the influence from the village chief, so that he could continue to speak while panting.

"My father died because of that ancient dragon, but even before his death, he never regretted his choice that day."

"Just like the sentence he kept saying, the most terrifying thing in life is never death, but never really living."

"Everyone has the right to choose to know the truth, village chief, you have hidden the truth for 20 years, but did the result really go as smoothly as you expected?"

"The storm circle in that area has been expanding for the past two years!"

Mongoro almost roared out the last sentence.

Because he could hardly resist Yun Xiao's emotional assimilation.

As an ordinary person who does not have the true meaning of awakening qi, and whose body is extremely weak, it is already his limit to be able to persist until now.

Finally, just a second before Mongoro was about to fall, Yun Xiao finally spoke.

"Should I say that he is indeed a child of the fourth family? He is as stubborn as ever."

For the first time, a helpless look appeared on her face.

Mongoro was overjoyed at the moment.

"Don't be too happy, you haven't completely convinced me."

Yun Xiao, who understood what Mongoro was thinking, glared at him out of the corner of his eye, then turned his head to look in the direction where Guta and the others were leaving.

The location they are currently in is a dense forest on the top of a mountain with a relatively high altitude, so they can easily see the terraced fields under their feet and the scenery in the distance.

In sight, near the foot of the mountain, you can clearly see the ruins of a rather large village.

That village was destroyed by the ancient dragon that controlled storms and rain clouds the night before Mongoro's father set out to explore 20 years ago.

That terrible storm was so powerful that it was like a typhoon passing through the country, and everything there was blown up in the breath, and even Yun Juanshu, who was on duty in the village at that time, was her grandfather, and it was too late to rescue her.

Even after the ancient dragon was temporarily repelled, the damage caused by it was irreversible.

This is also the reason why Yunjuanshu acquiesced to Mengoro's father to take the risk to find out the information about the ancient dragon.

Although until the end, Monshiro, who returned to the village with his seriously injured body, simply left a sentence of "white feather coat" and "horn without trace", and swallowed his last breath in the arms of his family.

It has been 20 years in a flash, and the kid who couldn't even speak well back then has grown into a rebellious young man after all.

How time flies.

Yun Xiao couldn't help sighing in his heart, feeling a sudden sense of time wasted in his heart.

Thinking of this, she turned her head to look at Mongoro standing behind her in fear, "Just follow me, this time, we should be able to see the true face of the Lord of Storms."

"As for those children, there is no need to worry."

"With that person involved, their destiny trajectories may be shifted, but they will never be interrupted here."

Mongoro actually wanted to ask who that person was referring to, but seeing Yun Xiao's expression of not wanting to explain, he finally shut his mouth honestly.

It was with great difficulty that I persuaded the village chief that there was no need to touch her badly at this time.

What if I go back on my word?
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(End of this chapter)