Since the island fell very slowly, there was no big wave at all, and there was no damage.

The morning sun shines through the dense jungle, and the mist of the jungle is like a fairyland.

The fat man walked forward in the golden dawn...

"Within a radius of ten miles, I didn't sense any magical beasts, but what I can confirm is that that small world can survive. The fat man looked at the stout plant in front of him.

There are no magical beasts within a radius of ten miles? This sentence made Jiu'er's heart cold.

What does that mean? This island is only fifteen miles in circumference, and after sweeping through such a large area, no demonic beasts have been found? This means that it is very likely...

Yes, not to mention this island, it is the Warcraft Mountain Range, and if you don't find Warcraft within a mile, it's very abnormal.

Not to mention this group that has been obscure for thousands of years, the key is how big is this island?

If there are not ten miles, are they all in the other five miles?

The fat man didn't believe it, and Di Qian didn't believe it either, but Jiu'er firmly believed that his clan must still be alive, and maybe it was somewhere if he was alive.

Thinking of this, Jiu'er suddenly thought: "You said, if what I deduced is correct, my clan will definitely be affected by the catastrophe now, that's why I need your help, right?"

The fat man looked at the serious Jiu'er, and he couldn't say anything, but he didn't hit her either.

Suddenly, just when Jiu'er was about to say something, in the distance, he saw a white thing.

"What's that?" the two peerless beauties looked at the fat man's gaze.

"Huh~" Jiu'er came to a white thing in a flash.

As soon as the fat man wanted to go over, he was pulled by Di Qian: "Jiu'er come over quickly, it's not appropriate to stay for a long time!"

Jiu'er was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, and returned to his previous position in a flash.

Di Qian frowned and said, "It's still slow!"

Everyone was puzzled: "What's slow?"

Di Qian pointed to the front: "The white thing in front should be the corpse of your Silver Fox Clan, right?"

Hearing this, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in Jiu'er's eyes, and he turned his head to look into the distance: "Yes, it is the corpse of my clan." ”

Di Qian used Yuan Li, and a pink halo shrouded Jiu'er's body: "He died of the plague, and he only saw the plague of infection in your clan." ”

"What?" Jiu'er looked at Di Qian in disbelief.

Di Qian shook her head and looked at Jiu'er: "Don't ask me why I know, and don't ask me what kind of plague this is, because I don't know, but the top priority now is to find them, otherwise..."

The plague should only be spread by livestock, and ordinary cultivators and demonic beasts can put an end to the plague, but Di Qian suddenly thought of the Ye family he went to in his dream!

If Di Qian hadn't arrived at that time, Doudou might have been...

"But, but there is no radius of ten miles, is it?" Jiu'er immediately confirmed.

Yes, if you get the plague, you will be isolated, and you may be killed...

So, you can only look around.

Hearing this, the fat man expanded the search range to twenty miles.

"Sure enough, there was a group in the north and a group in the south. "The fat man sensed it.

Di Qian: "Can you see that there is a plague over there?"

Jiu'er was stunned: "Shouldn't you go to the side that didn't have the plague?"

Di Qian smiled slightly: "If you don't get the plague, it's naturally safe, since it's safe, you don't have to worry;

Di Qian didn't finish speaking, but observing the pretty face that wanted to speak and stopped, you could know that the next words were very unpleasant.

Fat man: "North!"

After closing the words, the three of them flew straight north.

In the distance, you can hear a fox's wail...

In the northern region, on top of a cliff near the sea, it is densely covered with snow-white colors.

If there is no snow in the sky, where are the white rocks?

Amazingly, these dense whites are all foxes, sick foxes.

These are plague-infected foxes, who know that they are infected with the plague, and in order not to affect the tribe, they all come here by themselves - waiting to die.

Of course, there are also foxes who died on the way here, just like the one they saw before.

Jiu'er stood in the sky, looking at the people in the area under him who were waiting for death in pain, and a trace of unbearable color flashed in his eyes.

An older fox looked at Jiu'er in the sky, with an indescribable look in his eyes.

Obviously, this old fox knew Jiu'er, but he didn't dare to shout loudly, for fear that Jiu'er would also be infected with this plague when he came over.

Although the old fox was very puzzled, he was sure that this was Jiu'er.

The old fox recalls the scene when he was in the space that was about to be closed...

"Jiu'er, you three take care, we are waiting for your triumphant return. ”

"Rest assured, elders, it will be three years soon, a hundred years at the slowest, and we will definitely come back. ”

The old fox saw the young genius fox in the clan slowly disappearing, and they waited and waited, and after waiting for a hundred years, they did not see the three return, so they sent the fox to find a way out, but they knew that they had already been taken into this sand world, and no matter how they looked, it was in vain.

After searching for nearly a thousand years to no avail, they also gave up, and they originally planned to spend their old age in this ghost space, but they were caught off guard by this sudden plague.

The first group of foxes to get the plague had already died, either cremated or buried, but soon there were more foxes with the plague, and they really couldn't help it, and they couldn't bear to attack their own people, so they decided that whoever got it would come to the north and wait for death.

Coincidentally, anything that is obtained, as long as it does not infect others, can last for a long time, which is why there are so many foxes here, but if there is no cure, it will still be a death in the end, which is the outcome that cannot be changed.

Jiu'er was seriously filled with tears, looking at the dying clansmen below, a sense of powerlessness arose from within.

"This is Gu, not a plague!" Just when Jiu'er was desperate, a voice gave him hope.

Jiu'er immediately understood, since her master Di Qian knew that this was a Gu, there must be a way to get rid of it.

Jiu'er suddenly thought that he seemed to feel a soft Yuan Force pouring into his body before, he seemed to think of something, but he didn't open his mouth after all, because he was a contract beast, how could he ask his master to do things.

She could only look at Di Qian with pleading eyes, hoping that the master in front of her could help her people.

Jiu'er was very curious, her recommendation was obviously sword cultivation to help her, but why didn't this woman hold a sword, it seemed that she could also...

Just when he was suspicious, Di Qian went out from the ring and danced with two swords: "Jiu'er can't go down, the fat master will come with me." ”

Saying that, the fat man and Di Qian flew towards the cliff...

Jiu'er's eyes widened, looking at Di Qian, who was holding the double sword, and she finally knew what the sword cultivation he deduced meant.

Sword Cultivation?Isn't the Double Sword Cultivation Sword Cultivation?If she knew Di Qian's martial arts, then she would definitely regret her suspicions.

The fox is naturally suspicious, but if you miss it, you miss it, and some things really can't be made up, just like when she hesitated to admit the Lord.

The fat man looked at so many foxes, and there was an indescribable look in his eyes.

Di Qian opened the Tianyan Eye and observed it, and immediately popped out of her hand, and dozens of pink light directly irradiated it.