When Han Yun thought of this, he turned to look at Xin'er. The more he looked at her, the more he felt that Xin'er was extraordinary and really special.
Xin'er also looked at him, blinking her big eyes. After a moment, she smiled sweetly, which melted Han Yun's heart.
"Xin'er, let's go to the Demonic Land to see it?"
"Want to go to the Land of Demonic Fall? Okay, Xin'er also wants to visit the Martial Arts Temple. That's where Xin'er grew up. Xin'er has never gone back to see it."
Xin'er nodded and stood up.
"Okay, let's go now."
Han Yun picked up Xin'er, stood up and flew towards the west.
They are now located in Chuchuan. To go to the Demonic Land at the junction of Yunchuan and Shuchuan, they need to cross the entire Yunchuan.
Along the way, they saw a lot.
When they were in Chuchuan, what they saw was the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, where singing and dancing flourished, and the country was peaceful and the people were safe.
When we arrived at Yunchuan, there was smoke and war everywhere, and almost the entire Yunchuan was at war.
After the Demon Cult and Da Wu raised their troops from Kuncheng, some of the prefectures that had been bribed and infiltrated by them immediately surrendered and changed their banners. Those who did not surrender also faced the fierce attack of Da Wu's army. ..
Da Wu is committed to stabilizing the territory in southern Yunchuan, and the army led by the eldest prince has been strengthening the defense line in northern Yunchuan. They must do their best to stop the rebels in Yunchuan and prevent the war from burning into Luochuan.
The two sides have already been fighting together. The Dawu rebels are attacking the city, while the Dachuan army is defending the city. The two sides are going back and forth, fighting for territory, and the fight is in full swing.
Han Yun did not stop to help in the battle, but came all the way to the Land of Demonic Fall.
The miasma in the Demonic Land is still strong, but it no longer poses much of a threat to Han Yun and Xin'er.
Looking at the corpses of the explorers on the road, Han Yun felt a little emotional, as if the trip to the Demonic Land a few years ago was still vivid in his mind.
It was also from here that he started his journey to become a strong man and met a lot of friends.
While flying, Han Yun suddenly realized something was wrong.
Why are there none of the demonic corpses that were often seen on the road in the past?
With such questions in mind, Han Yun and Xin'er flew all the way to the Martial Arts Temple.
When they approached the Martial Temple, they saw the high mountain.
This was once the most noble and sacred place of that era. It was also the place where Han Yun had a decisive battle with the swordsmith five years ago, and where he discovered Xin'er.
However, the top of the mountain, which should have been desolate, was now brightly lit and bustling with people.
Many houses have been built here, and they have been built in a circle around the top of the mountain. Torches and braziers are burning inside, lighting up the entire top of the mountain. Even the previously abandoned Martial Arts Temple has been cleaned up and renovated. .
And in the open space in the middle of the mountain top, there are thousands of demonic corpses!
Those demonic corpses were all standing, tied to wooden frames. There were two or three people beside each demonic corpse, who were smearing things on the demonic corpse, or outlining runes.
"What the hell is this?"
Han Yun frowned, and immediately scanned with his consciousness, and found two old acquaintances in the main hall of the Martial Arts Temple.
One is the leader of the Demon Cult, Liu Baitian, and the other is Zeng Fanhai, a corpse refiner who once had a close relationship!
In an instant, Han Yun figured everything out.
Five years ago, when they came to the Land of Demonic Fall and separated from the leader of the Demon Cult, both he and Fairy Xuanyi saw Zeng Fanhai, and Fairy Xuanyi introduced this person to him at that time.
At that time, when he heard about the identity of the corpse refiner, he was still very angry. He thought that the leader of the Demon Cult wanted to take advantage of the large number of dead people in the Demonic Land to ask Zeng Fanhai to refine the corpse and take it back for use.
But then I thought about it. The demon sect killed innocent people indiscriminately and committed all kinds of evil. How could there be a shortage of corpses? There was no need to travel thousands of miles to such a dangerous place where demons fell to refine corpses.
Unless there are corpses in the Demonic Land that were not found before.
At that time, he suspected that Zeng Fanhai might be targeting those demon corpses.
Come.
Later, Han Yun knew how powerful the demons were, and felt that it was impossible for such a powerful race to refine the corpses of small humans. In addition, there was no news about the corpse refiners in the next five years, so he told this matter Forgot.
I didn't expect that I would discover such a big secret when I revisited my old place on a whim.
The Demon Cult actually made those demon corpses!
"Brother, are these monsters...resurrected?"
Xin'er couldn't help but tighten Han Yun's sleeves. When she was very young, these demons left a huge psychological shadow on her.
"It's okay, Xin'er, don't be afraid. They are not resurrected, they are just a group of walking zombies controlled by others. Even though they can move and fight, their strength is not as good as before.
We can destroy all these demon corpses and prevent them from causing trouble in the world. "
"Well, Xin'er knows that the more scared you are, the more you have to defeat it. Xin'er wants to kill the demon corpse and avenge her father."
Xin'er nodded firmly.
At this time, Liu Baitian and Zeng Fanhai noticed their movements and walked out of the Martial Arts Temple.
Han Yun's spiritual consciousness swept through and he realized that the leader of the Demon Cult was a first-level powerhouse, while Zeng Fanhai was only a third-level expert.
Even the extremely weak third grade.
The two flew into the air and looked at Han Yun from a distance.
Liu Baitian looked at Han Yun and Xiner and smiled,
"If I guess correctly, these two should be the rumored King of Zhenbei, Han Yun, and Princess Yuxin."
"I really didn't expect that you guys discovered this place. It's a pity that you guys came late. All the demon corpses here have been refined."
Han Yun sneered and said,
"It's really hard for you to think of targeting these corpses."
"Some small tricks are not worth mentioning."
The leader of the Demon Cult smiled proudly and looked at Han Yun with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.
"The last time I saw you, you were still a three-year-old baby, crying in your mother's arms and being led away by your mother.
Alas, speaking of which, your mother is really stubborn. I tried so hard to pursue her back then, but she chose that idiot Han Qinglin.
I had no choice but to catch her and come back, but unfortunately, she ran away in the end.
Han Yun, do you know where your mother is?
How is she doing lately? "
"I don't know, I still want to ask you."
"Oh, I have a deep and loyal love for your mother, and I will never change my infatuation. After she left, I have never been moved by any woman in all these years.
Speaking of which, if your mother agreed to my pursuit and got married to me, your father should be me now.
It's a pity that fate plays tricks on us. We, who were supposed to be father and son, are now facing each other at war. "
Han Yun's mouth twitched.
I regard you as my enemy, but you actually want to be my father?
Immediately afterwards, a bright light appeared in the eyes of the leader of the Demon Cult and asked,
"Han Yun, I have a question for you."
"Are you...Are you Qingyu?"
