"The kingdom of Xijon sent a lot of people to arrest me, and I ran to the edge of the cliff thinking that I was going to die, and it was a moonlit night, and all of a sudden, all the light in the sky was gone, and then the flames rose, and the god-like man appeared! He had wings of flame on his back, and with a wave of his black sword, all the people of Xijon Kingdom died tragically! ”

"He saved me, single-handedly defeated the army of Xijon, and the children who were turned into monsters were also recovered by the antidote he refined, and he led our tribe into the dangerous Floating Light Forest, clearing obstacles along the way, leading us to settle in this peaceful valley, teaching us to use finch grass to avoid the floating light, teaching us spiritual spells and sword techniques, and turning this place into a new home for our Henara tribe."

Huang Beiyue listened attentively, it turned out to be such a past, and the people of the Henara tribe thanked that person, so they worshiped him as the king.

"The Lord of the Night.......

The patriarch of Henara said: "It's weird to say, when he turned on the battle mode, the black qi around him surged, covering the clouds and closing the moon, so we regarded him as the 'King of the Night'!" ”

"Black gas surging?" Huang Beiyue's heart jumped, thinking of her boundless beasts, the weird black qi every time she used it, could it be that there was any connection between this?

As he spoke, he had arrived at the patriarch's house, the patriarch pushed open the door and took her to a room similar to the ancestral hall, the light of the torch illuminated everything in the ancestral hall, just a very simple decoration, on a desk in the middle, there was a tablet, there was no word on it, it was a wordless tablet.

The patriarch of Henara picked up a bead from the desk and silently recited a few words, and the bead emitted a dazzling red light, and in the light, a painting on the wall came into view.

When Huang Beiyue saw the person in the painting, she was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but take a few steps forward to take a closer look.

His fiery red hair was the same as hers, and the black sword in his hand was ....... In the red light, Huang Beiyue's eyes flickered slightly, and there was a strange feeling in her heart.

That black war knife was exactly the same as the black war knife in his hand when Lingzun suddenly turned into another person!

The young man in the painting was very young, handsome, radiant, proud and confident, as if the light of the whole world was surrounding him, and he was an absolutely amazing man!

But why was the tablet set up at a young age?

"Nightmare?" She shuddered a little when she heard the voice of her heart calling for the nightmare.

The nightmare in her body did not respond, silently, and her voice sounded as if it had an echo, rippling empty in her heart.

"Nightmare?" She tried to scream again, again with no response.

What does this nightmare know what he's doing?

"When the old man first saw you, you used a charm, exactly like the original King of the Night, and the old man suspected that you must have something to do with him, and now, it can be determined that you were indeed sent by him."

Patriarch Henara said excitedly.

Huang Beiyue didn't feel much, just looked at the person in the painting, and her mood was a little delicate.

However, no matter what, her heart is very indifferent, and her heart has gradually calmed down, and it is difficult to break in the silence.

"Why did he die?" Huang Beiyue asked calmly.