Return from the second dimension

"Interesting, you know my origin?"

Tang Zhen's expression became serious, and he took a close look at Lite, looking very interested.

Lite directly called out his identity, which was indeed a bit beyond Tang Zhen's expectations, and the occurrence of this situation can only show that the other party has been in contact with the monks in the Loucheng.

Lite didn't speak, but looked at Tang Zhen quietly, like a silent and depressed volcano.

"If you choose not to cooperate, I will kill you. Anyway, keeping it is of no use."

Tang Zhen's tone was flat, but Lite was slightly moved by the content. Based on his understanding of the monks in Loucheng, Tang Zhen would definitely be able to do what he said.

So Litte decided to speak, but there was a hint of grievance in his tone, like a child who had been wronged: "Well, let me talk, the question is what do you want to do, and why should you embarrass a child?"

After hearing Lite's words, Tang Zhen sneered. This guy was really funny.

Is it possible that an old monster who has been alive for not knowing how many years, claims to be a child, wants to laugh people to death?

"You are a kid, haha, what a funny joke.

But if you really think of yourself as a child, I might communicate with you in another way, I don’t know what you think?"

Tang Zhen's words contained teasing, and after falling in Lite's ears, his expression became colder and colder.

The childishness used to disguise has been wiped out.

"What do you want to do?"

His tone became stiff and cold, and when he looked at Tang Zhen, his eyes became very complicated.

"I just want to know, what the hell are you doing here?"

While Tang Zhen spoke, he took the cylinder in Lite's hand and found that it was an exquisite weapon similar to Xiujian.

Just press the firing device, you can shoot a poisonous needle, see the kind of blood sealing the throat.

The power is not great, but if it is used well, it can indeed be killed in one shot!

"You may not be a good person with this insidious thing with you, otherwise, why be so sneaky!"

Tang Zhen casually threw the cylinder aside, and said coldly to Lite, in fact, he was deliberately stimulating him.

The corners of Lite's mouth twitched, and he said with a hint of anger: "Hehe, anyone can say that I'm not a good person, but you Loucheng monks, you don't have the right to say me!"

Tang Zhen didn't speak, but stared at Lite intently.

As if knowing that he could not continue to conceal it, Lite simply broke the jar, and continued to say to Tang Zhen: "I know you have doubts about my identity, so I specially investigate it. The facts are just as you think, I do Is a wise man with memories of past lives.

And my memory is very long, some of which are related to you, it is because of the arrival of you demons that my race finally perishes!"

Lite's expression was distorted, and it was obvious that even after countless years, the hatred buried in his heart had not dissipated.

Tang Zhen became more interested, and the content of Lite's words obviously contained more stories.

"If you don't mind, you might as well tell me, I'm really interested in your past."

When Tang Zhen spoke, he slowly retracted the long sword, and at the same time sat on the chair next to him.

Lite snorted, stared at Tang Zhen for a while, and then said in a slightly sarcasm tone: "You want to know the good things your ancestors did, no problem, I can tell you all."

"Correct, those are not my ancestors, but other monks from the Loucheng. There is no relationship between us."

Tang Zhen shook his head. The behavior of other monks from the Loucheng had nothing to do with him.

"What's the difference, aren't you in the same group?"

"It's a group, and not a group, can you understand?"

Tang Zhen said casually, he was actually too lazy to explain.

"I know that the cultivators of Loucheng are divided into many battle zones, and there are many cultivators of Loucheng in each battle zone..."

Lite really knew the Loucheng monk very well, and what he said was correct. Obviously, he was not talking nonsense.

"You really know the monks in Loucheng, so how much do you know about this world?"

Tang Zhen said in a casual tone. In fact, he was very concerned about Lite's answer.

"Our world, haha, is just a playground for your monks in the Loucheng!

You are rampant here, countless creatures have died and annihilated because of you, wait until the whole world is riddled with holes, then pat your buttocks and leave directly."

There was a trace of grief in Lite's tone. Although many years have passed, the pain has not disappeared.

"I thought it was just an accident, but when I came back to life with the memory, I realized that it wasn't the case.

Because according to the collected evidence, the arrival of the monks in Loucheng is not accidental, but has a fixed cycle, starting every few thousand years."

When Lite was speaking, he pointed to a slate with many distorted words and patterns carved on it.

"That is the earliest evidence I have collected, from tens of thousands of years ago, and it records your process of harming the entire world.

This bone came from thousands of years ago and recorded the same content. That time the entire world was almost completely destroyed, and only a few races survived.

As for the author of this book, it was actually my previous life. At that time, I was a resident of Tianxu City and witnessed the entire process of the invasion of the demons!"

Hearing this, Tang Zhen interrupted Lite's venting narration, and said in a puzzled tone: Demon should refer to monsters. What does this thing have to do with the monks in the city?"

Lite sneered when he heard the words, clenched his fists and yelled, "It doesn't matter, because the Loucheng monks are more fierce and cunning than the demons. After we finally blocked the monster's attack, the Loucheng monks seized the Tianxu. city.

The remaining residents were either killed or driven to the wilderness, and eventually died for various reasons!"

Tang Zhen came to the spirit, and these news could not be collected outside, because every time the competition ended, the memory of the monks in the Loucheng would be washed away.

This can prevent the content of the competition from being leaked, and it can also avoid the intensification of conflicts. Even if the hatred is formed in the competition, everything will disappear after the competition is over.

Lite continued to tell: "Now that you are reappearing again, this means that the disaster will come again, and it may not take long for a new catastrophe to come to Tianxu City.

At that time, you demons will re-occupy Tianxu City as in the past, and the residents of the city will be killed and wounded."

Lite's face was full of loss. He knew that the danger was coming, but he couldn't stop the resolution. This was the saddest thing.

Especially when you have memories of past lives, the feeling of powerlessness will become more intense, which is simply a kind of painful torture.

When Tang Zhen heard this, he basically understood the reason.

To put it bluntly, when the cultivator of the Loucheng battled monsters, in order to have a base for rest and supplies, the Tianxu City was snatched.

The volume and supplies of a city are limited, and the monks in the Loucheng will definitely not allow those to stay, and expelling them is a matter of course.

But for the aborigines, this is a catastrophe, especially the aborigines who have no power to bind chickens, they are basically mortal after being expelled.