What rumor?

Hu Ke shook his head with a bitter smile. He raised his hand unnaturally and rubbed it against his handsome face.

His sleeves were covered with dust, and his white cheeks were also covered in dust. There were several bloodstains on the hem of his clothes, and after drying in the cold wind, they became dark brown.

During this period of time, the young man had focused all his energy on the Enchanted Garden. He had taken the initiative to take on several cleaning tasks, hoping that he would be lucky enough to meet Xiao Wei or Xie Heng. How could he have the time to make friends and gossip?

In fact, according to common sense, he should have made more friends.

It would be more efficient for him to ask his old friends about the Enchanted Garden than to find his way through the cages one by one.

Although Hu Ke understood this in his heart, he lived deep in the mountains and rarely saw outsiders. He was also not good at communicating with people. When he walked in front of people, he always opened his mouth and did not speak. Before the other person turned to look at him, he would shrink his head first.

How useless.

The young man shrank in the shadow of the corner and watched The Little Servant talk and laugh as they walked past him. Gradually, they walked far away. He was the only one left in the empty Enchanted Garden. The twilight was like the withered shadow of a dying candle, reflecting his lonely figure.

"Cough … cough cough …"

But at this moment, Hu Ke heard a low cough faintly coming from a gloomy cage beside her. The voice was hoarse like a broken bellows.

"Is there anyone … is there a demon … I beg you, I can't …"

The voice was so sad that even the ending of the words was unclear. If it were not for the quiet surroundings and Hu Ke's ears perked up, he would not have been able to tell what the person was calling.

The cold night was approaching, and the cold wind was chilly. It went along the wide sleeves of her robe and into the inside of her clothes, blowing cold sweat all over her body.

The young man nervously held the broom, his palms wet with sweat. There were a few messy thorns on the hastily tied broom. At this moment, the thorns pierced his palms, painful and itchy.

The voice gradually weakened, like dust being blown away by the wind, faintly echoing in the empty Enchanted Garden.

After hesitating for a while, Hu Ke finally could not bear it and quietly walked towards the cage.

"Hey, are you okay?"

He leaned against the iron cage and carefully stood on his tiptoes. He stared at the dimming sky and forced himself to look into the cage. His clear eyes quietly changed and his pupils gradually widened.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the cage!

"Ah!"

Hu Ke was shocked and turned around in a panic. But to no avail. That hand held his wrist tightly, and the slender fingernails scratched his delicate skin, leaving a small trace of blood.

..... I just want some of your blood..........

The shadow in the cage wriggled slowly. Its thick, straw-like hair was pushed aside, revealing a bony face. It was terrifyingly pale, but it was grinning and squeezing out a weak smile at Hu Ke.

"Let go of me!"

Hu Ke was so anxious that he almost burst into tears. He pulled his wrist hard and wailed, "I'm looking at you with good intentions. How can you do this?!

Let go! "

The grip on his wrist suddenly loosened.

The young man's feet were unsteady and he staggered a few steps to the outside. In the end, he could not resolve the force and squatted on the ground.

Covering his broken wrist, Hu Ke wanted to cry but had no tears. He thought, "How unlucky."

But seeing that there was no movement in the cage, he circled around the outside several times. Finally, he could not help but move closer again.

This time, he learned his lesson. He stood one meter away from the iron cage.

"Hey." The young man gripped his sleeves in distress and whispered, "What's wrong with you?"

Hearing the young man's voice, the person in the cage slowly turned his head.

"I'm fine."

The person's voice was hoarse. Every word seemed to be forced out of his chest with the last of his strength. But his tone was indeed raised, with a trace of regret and relief.

"I just want a little blood. Whether it's from a demon or a human, it can prove my theory.

You know, if I only use my own blood, the sample will be too limited. I'm worried about the universality of this technique … The more samples, the better. But I shouted for a long time, a long time, and no one was willing to answer me. Now that you're here, I can make do. "

Hu Ke looked at him blankly.

What sample?

He did not understand.

But the person in the cage slowly turned his stiff body. His long yellow hair was lifted, revealing a skinny body.

The young man was so shocked that his pupils suddenly shrank!

The person's body was covered with large and small bloody wounds. The small ones were as wide as a finger joint, and the big ones were almost across his waist and abdomen. Brown scabs formed layer after layer, and new cracks appeared on them. The thick layer of blood spread out, and the whole cage looked like it was soaked in blood.

The person's broken body could not bear the strain and showed a dying blue-purple color. But the person's spirit was extremely excited. His eyes were burning, and there seemed to be a fire rising in them, growing and multiplying endlessly.

Hu Ke felt a sharp pain in his chest. Facing this almost tragic scene, Hu Ke's breathing quickened. "This, this is all because of Xie Ziyou's torture …"

"No." The man interrupted him and chuckled softly. "I cut it myself."

He paused and said, "My time … is running out.

This afternoon, Xie Ziyou rarely thought of visiting me, but he left disappointed. I knew that he would end me soon. "

"It doesn't matter if I die, but it's a pity that this technique that I spent my life to create has not been completely perfected.

Since I knew that time was tight, I couldn't be as careful as before. In a moment of impulse, I made a few more cuts … Cough, cough. Alas, I'm old, and I underestimated my tolerance. "

The person sighed deeply.

At the same time, a withered hand reached out of the cage and handed a scroll to Hu Ke.

Hu Ke received it in a daze.

The pages were coarsely woven from straw paper. The title page and the inside of the book were stained with blood. The first half of the book was still clear, but the later half was gradually scribbled. Especially the last few pages, there were almost dragons flying and phoenixes flying everywhere.

"Don't underestimate this technique. I, Inu Sheng, am willing to guarantee with my demonic character that this technique is unparalleled in the world. It's a supreme weapon that can help my demonic race grow stronger."

Hu Ke was slightly stunned. He was frightened. "You know I'm a demonic beast!"

"Don't be so surprised, little fox. You've concealed your aura very well, but be careful in the future. Don't let people see your beautiful eyes so easily. You should know that there are still some differences between the eyes of a fox and a human."

The person laughed. "Take it away. Go quickly. Before you cultivate it, don't tell anyone … But after you cultivate it, I hope you can bring this technique to greater heights."

Hu Ke held the book and stood in place. He lowered his head uneasily.

But his feet did not move.

"Go quickly." The person in the cage urged again. "I don't ask for anything in return, and I don't want you to acknowledge me as your teacher.

I've been too much of a failure in my life. When I was young, I was arrogant and always dreamed of protecting my race and creating a world of harmony between humans and demons. But because I was too ostentatious, I was captured and imprisoned here for the rest of my life … "

"I've walked many, many roads and seen many, many landscapes.

I've seen that the land of the human race is always prosperous and prosperous. Lights are lit all night long. Even the weakest child is watched over and can grow up safely and steadily … But we, the demonic race, rely on the advantage of our bloodline and bully the weak. Although we have a lifespan that far exceeds that of the human race, the land under our rule is called a wilderness. Little demons drink blood and eat fur. They even eat their own race … Sad, sad! "

He sighed repeatedly. His voice became weaker and weaker. A cold wind swept past, tainting it with endless sorrow.

"I've named this technique 'Prosperity'."

The person's eyes lit up. He stared fixedly at Hu Ke. "After you master your demonic technique, you must make several copies and spread them all over the world.

In my opinion, you'd better set up a sect or build a city to protect all the weak races, regardless of race … "

"I'm sorry." Seeing that the person was talking more and more, Hu Ke made up his mind and interrupted him in a low voice. "I'm illiterate. I can't understand."

"…"

The sorrowful sigh came to an abrupt end.

Hu Ke froze on the spot. He waited for a few seconds nervously, but he did not hear any more sound.

As if he was treading on thin ice, he walked forward quietly and raised his hand to carefully push the person. "Hello?"

The thin body in the cage swayed and fell to the ground with a loud crash, raising a cloud of dust.

The person had actually stopped breathing.

The night had arrived. The long moon was far away. Under the shroud of the faint light, the teenager panicked and said, "I'm sorry." Then, he straightened the person's body through the cage and guiltily closed his eyes.

As he turned around and left quickly, Hu Ke anxiously thought, 'Did this person die from anger because of me?

… No, it shouldn't be. '

He had already lost a lot of blood and was on the verge of death. The only reason he was able to hold on for so long was because he had an unfulfilled wish.

Thinking of the word "wish," the person's dying words flashed through Hu Ke's mind.

A world where humans and demons lived in harmony …

Was it really possible?

No, no, no. What did this have to do with him!

He only came to save Xiao Wei and Xie Heng.

As long as the four of them were safe and sound, they could return to the deep mountains to hide after escaping from the Tiangang Sect and live out the rest of their lives in peace. So what if they could not see the prosperity of the world?

But as he walked on the rugged mountain road, the night wind blew against his face. Hu Ke slightly raised his head and looked at the bright stars in the sky. Suddenly, he felt a sense of loss.

It was like a very thin needle that trembled and pricked his heart. It did not hurt, but it itched so much that it scratched his heart and lungs.

…

No matter how much Hu Ke's heart trembled when he heard about the dog demon's dream.

When he returned to his residence and opened the scroll on the table, Hu Ke's restless passion was cooled by reality. In the end, he still had to face the ultimate problem — illiteracy.

This was too difficult.

The teenager flipped through the scroll and only felt a big headache. He wished he could tear the pages into pieces and swallow them.

He thought in frustration, 'The prosperity of the demon race and the harmony between humans and demons has nothing to do with me, right?'

… Why don't I give this scroll away to a demon who can make better use of it?

A figure immediately appeared in Hu Ke's mind. The figure was tall and slender, dressed in black, and his movements were full of elegance. The outline of the figure's Ying Jun's silhouette was softly filtered in Hu Ke's mind. He was so handsome that he was almost devilish.

But the next day, Cui Hai took the initiative to find him. When the beautiful figure stood in front of him, Hu Ke did not know why, but he clenched the scroll in his hand and felt a little uncertain.

Inexplicably, he thought of the dark cage and the dog demon who was struggling at death's door. He imagined that person using blunt nails to dig open the wound bit by bit, observing the meridians and testing the blood compatibility. His hair was dry and yellow, and his body was dirty and messy, but his eyes were so bright.

They were so bright that Hu Ke panicked.

In comparison, the gorgeous brocade of the person in front of him seemed to be overshadowed. The dark golden embroidery also dimmed a little. Compared to where he stood, compared to the scroll that the dog demon gave him … it seemed a little out of place.