Vol 2 Chapter 372: The secrets of the troubled land

Bruman said in his heart: No, I can't be ridiculed by the master all the time, I have to be expressionless, expressionless, expressionless...
Bluman emphasized it several times in his heart...only then did he maintain his expressionless appearance...
Hmm, you must keep it, keep it.
This feeling of being looked down upon is really uncomfortable, especially the taste of being despised by the owner.
A legend yourself? Ahem, is that a legend? How can you be despised forever?
He understands the Holy Dragon, Qinglong's incubation work can already be put aside, after all, looking for the Dragon God is not an overnight task.
The Qinglong incident came to an end, and then he could only find the place of trouble, so he took the initiative to bring it up.
Originally he wanted to tell Yu Ye that he would not go, but looking at Yu Ye’s hopeful eyes, he didn’t know what to say when he refused.
Yuye originally wanted to hatch a blue dragon and then search for the troubled place, so that it could greatly reduce the time on the road.
But who would have thought that there was a little accident in the incubation of Qinglong, and did not break out of the shell, but it was okay to gently surprise him: the portal.
With a portal, as long as there are fixed coordinates, the time on the road is almost negligible, and it is not known how many times faster than Qinglong.
With this help, the search for the troubled place will naturally be on the agenda; and it just so happens that Bruman seems to know something about the troubled place.
"Uncle Bruman, if you feel embarrassed, then I won't ask, but I must go to the troubled place, it is related to my life."
When Yu Ye said this, he was very serious and serious, raising the nature of the problem to the highest level.
Think about it in another way. In fact, what Yuye said is correct.
Can't find the plague hidden in the land of chaos, so his game can only end early. Isn't this equivalent to life? No exaggeration at all.
"Life? Master? Could it be you?"
Bluman looked at the rainy night very entangled.
"Nothing can't be said, just."
Bruman seemed to think of some painful memory, the muscles on his face twisted together inexplicably, and his lips trembled slightly.
He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.
Yuye shook his head. It seems that the place had a great influence on Bluman. Forget it, go to other insiders.
"Master, I will take you."
At the moment when the rainy night turned and left, Bluman's eyes were red and he said categorically, his words were beyond doubt.
In the end, the seven-foot-tall man decided to focus on the rainy night's life.
He has lost it once and does not want to lose it a second time.
"Uncle Bruman, is that place terrible?"
Yuye turned around and asked gently.
"No, it's not scary, there is no one there, and the only danger is the disaster itself."
Bluman fixed his shape, took a few deep breaths and calmed down and said calmly.
"Then why your reaction is so..."
Yuye didn't understand it, what if the danger was only because of disaster? Then he should be nothing terrible as a plague mage.
As a player who was resurrected by the plague mage and a fanatic as a teacher, Bluman should not be afraid of the plague.
Why is Bruman's reaction so big? The big one is outrageous.
"That place is the ancestral land of my Norfi family. It has buried nearly a thousand lives of my Norfi family. At the same time, it is buried also the past glory of my Norfi family."
Bluman seemed to exhaust all his strength, and the seven-foot-tall man slumped on the ground after saying this.
"what?"
Yuye's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.
"Remember Yinuo? That's the man we saw in the grave."
Bluman simply didn't stand up, and sat on the ground expressionlessly, looking into the distance in the memory.
"Hmm, remember."
"He is the famous genius of our Norfi-Brumman family. Whether in terms of talent or scheming, he is deservedly the first, but I didn’t expect that he would hate the family so much. It was my fault. , It was all my fault, I was the one who forced him on this road."
Speaking of this, there is something different in Bluman's eyes. It is regret, reluctance, sadness... a mixture of flavors.
"I originally thought he was going to destroy me, but I was wrong. What he wanted to destroy was the entire Norfi family."
After groaning for two seconds, two lines of tears fell on Bruman's face, but he didn't seem to notice it and let him slip on his face.
"In that battle, he targeted not only me, but the entire family:
On the frontal battlefield, he summoned the gods of the Celestial camp, the Wanderer, to kill me and my old brothers and Robes; and in the back, Norfi’s ancestral land, he was inspired by the plague that he had prepared: Disaster.
Master, you may not have seen the power of disaster, but I have seen it, and it is not enough to describe it as tragic.
That was a battle against the Celestial camp. Nearly a thousand of us defeated hundreds of thousands of people, and it was disaster. After that battle, I was seriously ill. Nearly a thousand brothers never survived. This was forced to help. A move just used. "
Bluman sobbed twice, and the seven-foot-tall man cried.
"From that moment on, I found that I was immune to disaster."
"I don’t want to go back. I don’t want to see the face of the year turned into bones. I don’t want to see the faces of the people. It was me, I caused their destruction, I, I killed them, why, why not let I just died."
Bruman became mad, his eyes flushed, his sturdy hands tore his hair, the blue veins on his face and neck were violent, and he fell into a demon barrier.
If the screen can stop and move back, you can find that within a thousandth of a millisecond, a red light flashes from Rainy Night's body and sinks into Bruman's body.
"Uncle Bruman, Uncle Bruman, you need to cheer up."
Rainy night's anxious voice sounded, trying to stop Bruman's self-harm, but it didn't work well.
After all, the gap between him and Bluman is not even a little bit.
"Uncle Bruman, if you don’t resurrect, who will help them get revenge? Who will help them condense their bones? Their bones have been exposed for three hundred years. Do you want to continue? Are they lonely ghosts?"
At this moment, Yu Ye was like a little adult, facing Bruman's gaze and directly questioned his soul.
"Vengeance? Retracting the bones? Revenge? Retracting the bones?"
Bruman's self-harm slowed down, and he kept chanting these words.
A few minutes later, Bluman's eyes were clear again, and big teardrops appeared again.
"I'm sorry, Ayu; I'm sorry, Daddy; I'm sorry..."
Said while crying.
He chanted hundreds of names without repeating them. Every time he read one, Bruman had to pause for a while. Rainy night knew that behind each name was a sad story. I would like to chat with more like-minded people about "The Plague Master of Online Games", follow WeChat to read novels, chat about life, and find friends~