Deng Lin stepped forward, cut his finger, and dropped a drop of blood on the colorful gemstone.

Suddenly, the screams of the colorful gems became even more shrill, and Deng Lin's eyes lit up. Maybe his blood could really open the transmission channel!

However, the shrill sound of the colorful gems only returned to its original tone after a moment, and continued to scream strangely.

The Rakshasa tribesmen who were watching could not help but sigh one after another, and the girl also had a sad look on her face.

After pondering for a while, Deng Lin suddenly cut his wrist with a knife, and blood began to flow profusely.

The girl exclaimed, "What are you doing? It's useless. We have no way to leave here!".

Deng Lin put his wrist on the colorful gems, and blood immediately poured into the colorful gems.

Suddenly!

After the colorful gems let out a roar like a dragon's roar, the void shook, and a round portal opened up.

The middle-aged man suddenly shouted, "The transmission channel, the transmission channel has been opened, we can finally leave here!".

As soon as the words came out, some of the older Rakshasa people couldn't help but burst into tears with excitement. The fallen leaves are returning to their roots, and we can finally go home, the old people thought excitedly in their hearts.

But the reality of returning to the Han Dynasty will probably make them feel even more miserable and angry. The home they have longed for for generations no longer exists in their hearts.

The girl excitedly stepped forward, shook Deng Lin hard and said, "Big pervert, thank you, we can finally go home."

Deng Lin stopped the wound and said coldly, "Wait a moment!".

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned and all stared at Deng Lin. They didn't know why Deng Lin was so calm.

Deng Lin looked at the charming and naive girl and couldn't help but think of Xiao Zizi again, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

Fire cannot be contained in paper. Now that they can leave the demonic realm, sooner or later these Rakshasa people will know that their homes in the Han Kingdom have turned into nothingness.

Lowering his eyes, Deng Lin said in a low voice, "Your home in the Han Dynasty is gone."

Deng Lin's words were like a thunderbolt from the blue to these Rakshasa people who were eager to return home. An old man said tremblingly, "How could it be gone? Where are our roots?".

Taking a deep breath, Deng Lin looked at the girl and said, "The Rakshasa clan has been destroyed by the Xuanyuan Temple and the Yue Goddess Temple. Now there is only one Rakshasa clan left in the Han Kingdom."

As soon as the words came out, some old Rakshasa tribesmen couldn't help but fall to the sky. The middle-aged man murmured, "It's impossible. We Rakshasa tribe resolutely stepped into the demonic realm for the sake of human beings. After continuous bloody battles with the aliens, we finally...

It enables humans to gain a foothold in the demonic realm. We have sacrificed so much for humans, so how could they kill us?"

Deng Lin lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "At this time, at that time, mankind was asking for help from you. However, now that time has passed, there are no more demons to harm mankind, and your mission is over. When the birds are gone, the good bow is hidden.

, When the cunning rabbit dies and the good dog is cooked, you are no longer of use to mankind, so how can we wait for you to dominate.”

The middle-aged people couldn't help but fell to the ground, and their beautiful hopes burst like bubbles. For these Rakshasa people who are in a foreign land and always dream of returning home one day, this is an unbearable burden.

Tears rolled down the girl's face, and she cried loudly and said, "Our home is gone, what should we do?".

Deng Lin reached out to wipe away the tears on the girl's face, gently stroked the girl's hair, and suddenly said loudly, "Listen to me."

Deng Lin looked around at the grieving Rakshasa clan members, "Now you are the only ones left in the Rakshasa clan. As long as you are here, the Rakshasa clan will not perish!".

After a pause, Deng Lin said in a deep voice, "Your home is gone, you can rebuild it, at least your relatives are still there! As long as you are alive, hope is still there!".

The girl leaned her head on the middle-aged man's chest and sobbed, "Uncle Third, what should we do."

The middle-aged man said blankly, "Since our home is gone, why should we go back? We can just die here."

Deng Lin looked at the middle-aged man coldly and said, "It seems that time has polished your hearts into vulgarity!".

After a pause, Deng Lin said loudly, "Don't forget, you are descendants of the soul clan, and the blood of the soul flows in your body. Are you so indifferent to the fact that your clan was killed by ugly humans? Are you willing to remain unknown like this?

He will die of old age here!"

All the Rakshasa tribesmen couldn't help but stop crying. Several young people looked at Deng Lin and suddenly roared, "Yes, we want revenge. We will pay with blood. Anyone who kills our tribe will be killed by us!".

The Rakshasa tribesmen, who had been at ease for countless years, finally felt the blood boiling in their chests again, wanting to eat the flesh of their enemies and drink their blood.

The girl wiped away the tears on her face, stared at Deng Lin closely and said, "Yes, we have sacrificed so much for mankind, but in the end we were killed by mankind. We must avenge this."

Deng Lin stared at the middle-aged man and said, "Chu Tianshu caused me to stray into the devil's realm. If it weren't for chance, even if I had a desire for revenge, there would be nothing I could do." After a pause, Deng Lin continued, "Now you Rakshasa clan

The only descendant in the Han Dynasty is my relative, her name is Ye'er, she is a well-behaved and good child, even if it is for Ye'er, I will advance and retreat together with you and avenge this!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but look at Deng Lin eagerly, "Brother, I believe in you, I believe you will lead our Rakshasa clan, no, the Soul clan, to rule the world again!".

Deng Lin looked at the middle-aged man and felt that the blood in his chest was about to boil and burn. "That's what you deserve!" Deng Lin said with great passion.

After calming down his excitement, Deng Lin smiled at the girl, reached out and patted the girl and said, "But before that, you, the Lord of the Demonic City, must explain your future affairs clearly."

The girl couldn't help but look at Deng Lin in confusion and said, "What about the funeral? I don't want to die yet.".

Deng Lin couldn't help but frown, "You just left like this. Without the Lord of the Demon City, the Demon City will not be in chaos. Then disputes will break out. It won't be long before the human beings here will become extinct."

The girl frowned tightly and said bitterly, "If there is a big chaos, it will be a big chaos. It would be best if all these hateful human beings died."

Deng Lin shook his head and said helplessly, "Not all humans deserve to die, at least I don't think I deserve to die."
Chapter completed!