Everyone has the most respected person in their heart. Even if this person has passed away, this respect will continue until he passes away as time goes by. And Lan Sheng also has a person he respects in his heart, that is the old patriarch of the Tianhu Clan and the king of the demon clan, Zi Xin. The demon clan of this generation all have a heartfelt respect for Zi Xin. His majesty Zi Xin is a genius and powerful. In terms of talent, he can be compared with the greatest in the history of the demon clan, and his cultural achievements are even higher. , the overall strength of the Monster Clan has increased by several levels after he succeeded to the throne. Looking at the current prosperous scene, it is difficult to imagine the miserable decline of the Monster Clan a hundred years ago. Lan Sheng knelt on the ground, his lips trembled slightly, and his heart was full of shame. He even thought of committing suicide at this moment to apologize, but it was not pity to die. The demon clan was using people, and the only way to atone for his sins was to leave a useful body. ?? Lan Sheng made a big move. Those present only saw Lan Sheng, who was proud and proud a moment ago, kneeling on the ground with regret. They felt confused. Lan Sheng had already taken the initiative just now. Why did he suddenly start crying? In their minds, Lan Sheng is the image of the top master of the older generation of the demon clan. He should be full of majesty at all times. It is difficult to connect with the image of the old man crying now, and it is full of a sense of dissonance. A shadow fell in front of Lan Sheng and slowly solidified. The people who had been staring at this place opened their eyes wide and even forgot to breathe. Zi Xin's appearance greatly exceeded everyone's expectations. Even Zizhu was completely stupid at this time. She even couldn't help but feel the urge to cry. If Zi Xin hadn't died, what would she have thought about competing for the position of the Demon King? "Lansheng, how many years have you been with me?" Zi Xin glanced at Lan Sheng who was kneeling in front of him with gentle eyes, recalling the days when Lan Sheng served him conscientiously when he was young. Lan Sheng meant to him , not a servant, but a relative, an elder. Even if Lan Sheng rebelled today, Zi Xin didn't feel any hatred towards Lan Sheng. Who doesn't make mistakes? Compared with Lan Sheng's hard work, today's fault is nothing more than a trivial matter. Besides, his own "bizarre sudden death" was the cause of today's incident, and he was also responsible for it. When Zi Xin asked this question, he could clearly feel that Lan Sheng's old-looking body was shaken, and even the moment when his heart tightened and beat was very clear. "The old slave has been serving His Majesty for three hundred years." Lan Sheng trembled and said the number three for a hundred years. What flashed in his eyes were the scenes in the past, including the joy when Zi Xin was born, the joy of serving Zi Xin, and Zi Xin. Xin's emotion when he ascended the throne, the relief when the demon clan was in great power, the majesty when he followed Zi Xin Yujia on his personal expedition, and the scenery when he carried the king's flag on one shoulder One hundred and three years, this time is not short, he A moment of confusion ruined his reputation for loyalty, and even created a gap between him and Zi Xin. Lan Sheng just felt that he was too stupid. Today was the day he regretted the most. "It's been more than a hundred years" Zi Xin's thoughts were already drifting away when he asked this question. He has grown up from a naive child to today. Many old people who lived when his father was alive have died in wars and accidents. , Lan Sheng was the only one left with him, and Zi Xin was filled with emotions for a while. In fact, Zi Xin¡¯s previous mysterious death was just an illusion. He discovered a huge secret in the ice cliff. Due to certain restrictions, he had to leave his body with his soul. He must know that the most important soul of a cultivator is, but there is a close connection between the soul and the body. For ordinary souls to leave the body, as long as they return to their places in time, It was just like falling asleep, and the vitality would not be cut off. When Zi Xin went down to the ice cliff, his soul suddenly lost contact with his body. Under the investigation of the tribe, Zi Xin naturally lost his vitality and died suddenly and strangely. . With Zi Xin's strength, although losing his body will have a certain impact, he is much stronger than those cultivators who have just survived the catastrophe. At least he can reshape his body with the power of his soul. The secret of Xingbingya is too important. Even if the demon clan and the world of cultivation start a war, Zi Xin will not come out immediately, because it is related to the rise of the demon clan and the future of the demon clan. This is the demon clan. The thousand-year plan laid out by the wise man Luojia thousands of years ago! Now that Zi Xin has succeeded, he is actually very excited. I am afraid that no one can remain calm after learning the secret. It took him more than half a year to calm down on the surface. "It's time to take back the land of my demon clan" Zi Xin's eyes became very distant, deep and full of confidence, and he had a lot more longing and hope for the future of the demon clan. Looking back and seeing Lan Sheng¡¯s painful and self-reproaching look, Zi Xin couldn¡¯t help but feel sad. He knew that this old man,?Sincerely thinking about the demon clan, he wanted to help Lansheng, but stopped his stretched out hand. Doing so would only make Lansheng blame himself to the point of shame. "Lan Sheng, do you still remember the days when you carried the flag for me?" Zi Xin's voice was so loud that except for a few monsters who were seriously injured and unconscious in the heart explosion, everyone else could hear it clearly. Recalling that day, During that period of time, Zi Xin's face was full of energy. It was the most prosperous time in his youth. At that time, no matter what he did, he had a strong momentum and was not as stable as he is now, but he still misses that time. When Lan Sheng recalled the scene before, he remembered the scene of him carrying the flag. He trembled all over. His heart was full of excitement. Even though he was so old that he could only crawl with his hands, he still thought about the king's flag that he was carrying. The demon clan's army is clearing the way. He is at the peak of his strength now, so why not think about it. "Remember, Lan Sheng remembers, your majesty, please give me another chance. I am willing to do my best to clear the way for my demon tribe to carry the banner!" Lan Sheng replied hurriedly. He knew Zi Xin very well. He knew that, Since Zi Xin asked this, then as long as he asks for help, Zi Xin is very likely to agree to his request, and with his current strength, it is perfect for him to carry the king's flag. "Okay! Then you will lead the ten king's banner war departments southward! The war departments of all tribes must be assembled within three days. Our demon clan has been resting for a hundred years. It is time to go back. The clans that have rebelled today should move southward. "Dedicate your merits!" Zi Xin's bright eyes swept across the audience. No one dared to object, and no one even had any resistance. Going south is too important to the Monster Clan, more important than the struggle for power, and more than the succession of children. "As long as we can regain the land lost by the Monster Clan, it doesn't matter if our Caomu Clan sheds the last drop of blood?" The last wish of the Caomu Clan's previous leader echoed in Feng's heart. That night, Lan Sheng carried the flag and headed south.