Jin Huang seemed to take a breath, suppressed the surging emotions in his chest, and said slowly: "That person's name is Ye Jiu, and he claims to be an elder of the Ghost Sect. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info That village, he said it seems to be a small tribe called 'Servants'?"

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Fu Li knows Ye Jiu's person.

The Ghost Sect has always been secretive, and its temperament is extremely perverse, and it walks in the opposite way of ordinary people in the world, so the outside world doesn't know much about the people in the Ghost Sect. And Ye Jiu is just one of the few ghost cultivators in the Ghost Sect who is quite high-profile.

Fu Li has seen him a few times, and he is a young man with an extremely flamboyant personality. I heard that he had excellent talent, and he was accepted as a closed disciple by a certain hidden elder of the Ghost Sect.

I remember that the last time he saw Ye Jiu, Ye Jiufang had not long been married to a Yuan Infant, and his bone age at that time was only ninety-six, and he was indeed a genius in the cultivation realm.

Later, for some reason, all of a sudden, Ye Jiu was silent. There are many complicated things in the cultivation realm, and they are changing rapidly, and slowly he is forgotten in the torrent of time. It turned out that he was trapped in that place called "Servant Sentence", and this trap had been trapped for more than 200 years.

"Servant Sentence, but the 'Servant Sentence Tribe', which belongs to one of the many ethnic groups and tribes of Ancient Baiyue?"

Jinhuang shook his head, "Disciple doesn't know, that's what Ye Jiu said." ”

Fu Li lowered her eyes and groaned, if it was really one of the servant tribes of the Hundred Yue, then things would be more and more unpredictable.

He usually likes to delve into strange characters, and he also has a dabbling in the complicated but unusually brilliant history of Gu Baiyue. So, he knows some of this "servant tribe", but only some.

According to records, Fuju was a very small tribe among the many ethnic groups in ancient Baiyue, with no more than 10,000 people in the clan, living in the area of Luoshui and Heze today. The servants have lived in seclusion for generations, with little contact with the outside world and little outside the tribe. The tribe is surrounded by magic circles, dense forests, covering the sky and the sun, and it is easy to find it.

According to rumors, the people of the Servant Tribe are obsessed with Taoist exercises, and there are many capable people in the clan. Because they believe that the inheritance of bloodline will directly affect the talent of their offspring, they attach great importance to bloodline, and most of the clans are intermarried.

Later, after more than 10,000 years of torrent and historical evolution, rivers and seas became mountains and forests, dense forests became lakes, and the once prosperous Baiyue tribe collapsed. And the already mysterious and unpredictable tribe of servants has been forgotten in the cracks of history, whether it was tribal migration, or intermarriage with the outside world, or extinction? It is impossible to know now.

Fu Li was pondering when Jin Huang suddenly raised his head from his chest, his eyebrows furrowed, and his expression was deeply puzzled, "But the disciple found that the people in that village, the breath on their bodies was very similar to Ye Jiu's. However, they don't look like ghost cultivators......" she said, she shook her head in confusion and confusion, "It may also be that the disciple's cultivation is too low to see clearly......

Since he asked her why she used the ghost fire, she told him that from the well of hell to the servant tribe, they were all inextricably linked to the Netherworld and the Evil Ghosts, and even had some kind of inexplicable relationship with the Ghost Sect. She was there to guide him, to convince him that she was going to make the ghost fire because of the eerie circumstances and everything she had been through, and nothing else.

Speaking more deeply, the reason why Ye Jiu was able to enter there by chance was most likely because of his identity as a ghost cultivator and the opportunity for his ghost cultivator, and as for her, she had already mentioned from the beginning that it was the teleportation circle that suddenly encountered the squeeze of an unknown force, and then collapsed before falling into it by mistake.

Jinhuang was very attentive, and the wording was carefully worded, so that Fu Li would never suspect that there was a ghost artifact hidden in her dantian!

Her secrets, her fate, have never been in her own hands!

Jinhuang was scheming, but Fu Li was convinced of her words.

He nodded, raised his eyes to look at her, and carefully wiped the tears from her face with his cuffs, and asked, "Jin'er, tell the master, what is that servant tribe like, and how do those servant people behave?"

According to the memories in his mind, Jin Huang came with him one by one after some screening and reorganization.

Her purpose was to convince Fu Li that there was some kind of connection between the servant sentence and the Ghost Sect, and her words were naturally closer to the Ghost Sect. After listening to this, Fu Li became more and more convinced of the guess in his heart, even if the ghost sect is not of the same origin as the servant, it is not far behind.

Jin Huang peeked at his expression through his long and dense eyelashes, and smiled coldly in his heart. Her story isn't over yet.

She moved her lips and continued, "When we found out that the village was not as weird and cruel as the previous sea of blood, we began to look for a way out. In fact, we are selfishly skeptical of Ye Jiu's words. We don't believe that the space will fit together until there is no flaw. ”

"At that time, it was about three o'clock, and the three of us were walking in the village, when suddenly many servants came out of the surrounding bamboo buildings one after another, heading to the center of the village. Ye Jiu told us that they were going to hold a Dharma Fighting Conference. ”

So we followed after the servants. We hid and watched as they prepared in an orderly manner. When the hour turned, the leader of the tribe came with four priests, each holding a tray in his hand......"

"As the leader was about to step onto the platform, the black, strange and twisted serpent on the tray looked at me without warning. The snake's eyes were scarlet, as if it could penetrate blood, and the blood-colored beast pupils refracted a strange and cold light. The moment I met that gaze, I felt like I was in a terrifying and treacherous Sensen purgatory......"

"Desperate, violent, bloody, twisted, dead, horrible, eerie...... All the most terrible things in the world are like a raging wave that is churning wildly, and it is pouring down on me......"

Jinhuang's eyes suddenly became empty and empty, she looked at Fu Li, but nothing was reflected in her pupils. Tears slid down her face again, tears flowed along the porcelain-white texture, her face was pale and weak, and her whole person seemed to be stunned by something extremely terrible, exuding a heart-wrenching despair and panic.

"All around me was the mournful wailing of ghosts, and I roared and roared wildly, but I couldn't escape......" Her voice trembled and trembled, like a cuckoo crying blood, and the pain in Fu Li's heart was suffocating again.

He trembled his voice and coaxed softly: "It's okay, it's okay, Jin'er." It's the master who is not good, it's me who is not good......"

(Jinhuang: Fu Li, if you are so distracted, you will lose your baby!