"The bizarre is gone, and it seems that it should have left before the last rainy season. Also missing are the White Water and Flying Eagle tribes in the Forest of Death, and it is said that they invited the Black Tiger Tribe before they left, but no one knows what happened. Feng Luan said.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, these Qingli's strength became stronger and stronger, and her momentum alone made her a little unbearable, and it seemed that she really held a grudge against her.

Qingli frowned, staring at Feng Luan with a distrustful expression.

"The Forest of Death is dangerous, there is no other way out, if you want to leave without knowing it, how can you not be discovered?" Qingli Tie blushed, and his momentum became more and more fierce, as if he didn't agree with each other, he was ready to move with Feng Luan.

Feng Luan rolled her eyes and said angrily: "How do I know? Which of the tribes in the Forest of Death is a good match? They are not those soft bone tribes in the land of Qingqiu, they can be bullied casually...... If it is really our hands, at least we must move the iron hoof troops, and the iron hoof troops can not alarm everyone? ”

Qingli is known for his intelligence, but when it comes to the Tianyun and Wind-chasing tribes.

She was in a mess and acted on instinct, I really don't know if it's good or bad?

"Yes!" After hearing this, Qingli nodded seriously and asked, "Didn't the Black Tiger Tribe surrender to Yicheng?" Didn't they even get the slightest message? ”

Feng Luan shook his head lightly and said, "No one knows, this time Yi Cheng led the team into the Forest of Death, while I set off for Snow Dragon Ridge. I hope there will be a good harvest, the clan's Northern Expedition is imminent, and we have to do it when the arrow is ready......"

Qing Li was cold, mocking Feng Luan's face, and said disdainfully: "Why do you have to say such grievances!" ”

If it weren't for the pursuit of greater interests, how could Yi Xuan be willing to spend manpower, material and financial resources, no matter how much he said, it would be just hypocrisy. She is not stupid, she can distinguish right from wrong in black and white, and she doesn't meddle in clan affairs just to be at ease, and she never cares about the sacrificial position.

Gazing into the distant sky, silently in the direction of the Forest of Death.

He's gone!

In the end, I chose to leave......

A trace of sad resentment slowly dyed Qingli's eyes, and the black eyes that were as bright as water were filled with grief little by little. The fierce momentum of the whole body unconsciously transformed into overwhelming thoughts, thoughts are like water, lovesickness is crazy, can not escape from this huge cage, can not find her lover, what is she living for? At this moment, Qingli was confused!

Feeling Qingli's feelings, Feng Luan couldn't help but feel distressed, and secretly scolded Tianyun.

Back then, if he hadn't disturbed Qingli's pool of spring water, how could Qingli have been suffering for decades?

Stay in this deserted apse and live a hard life like an ascetic.

"I should prepare for my trip in ten days, and the next time I return from Xuelongling, I will come to visit you." Feng Luan said softly, looking at Qingli's painful face, "If it's okay, go out of the apse and go to see my father, he has aged very quickly over the years...... Don't blame him for what happened back then, he couldn't help himself, you and I are the same, you always have to provoke your own responsibilities and obligations, you can't always escape. ”

After the words fell, he didn't look at Qingli much, turned around and walked out of the apse.

Qingli shook slightly, and her bitter face showed a painful look, she was not the only one who had been tortured over the years. She has always understood, but she has never been able to pass the level in her heart.

She hates, she resents.

Hate whom? Blame whom?

She couldn't figure it out, so she simply imprisoned herself in a deserted and remote apse.

"You told her about the Forest of Death?" Holt asked, looking behind her through Feng Luan, and when she saw that there was no one, she couldn't help but show a lonely look. Feng Luan and Qingli are his proudest daughters, and he prefers his youngest daughter Qingli more than the strong and domineering Feng Luan.

Over the years, Qingli imprisoned himself in the apse and saw no one.

Holt wandered outside the apse more than once, wanting to see Qingli from afar. It's a pity that Qingli has never come into his sight, and occasionally he can only know some of Qingli's condition from Feng Luan's mouth, his body is not as good as a year, he doesn't know if he can support it until the day he sees Qingli again? Obviously, he was only separated by a few walls, but he knew that Qingli was separated from him and didn't want to see him.

"Got it." Feng Luan nodded, staring at his elderly father, Feng Luan was full of worry. My father's health is getting worse and worse year by year, and even the Sylvan sacrifice is helpless, only saying that the heart is knotted, and if the heart knot is not untied for a day, my father's body will not improve for a day.

She didn't know this knot.

She has always been depressed in her heart, just like her father.

After this hunting event, she personally went to the Forest of Death to see if she could find some clues left behind by the Wind Chasing Tribe. Take Tianyun back to the clan and untie the knot in the hearts of her father and little sister, she was indeed impulsive and reckless back then, otherwise things would not have ended up like this......

Young and frivolous!

"I'm worried they're going into the heart of the Forest of Death......" Holt's voice was hoarse and heavy. If Tianyun really has three long and two short, what will happen to Qingli? As a result, he didn't dare to think deeply, Qingli is his beloved daughter, and it is also the next generation of the clan to sacrifice, and only one person in the clan has been recognized by the totem for five hundred years, which is a great attachment to the clan, no matter what, the clan cannot let Qingli leave.

Qing Li didn't understand this.

She underestimated her importance to the clan, the clan could sacrifice Yi Xuan, the leader, but not Qingli. With Qingli's existence, at least it can stabilize the weakening of the power of the totem, which is far more important than anything. Although no one dared to enter the apse over the years, hundreds of people were stationed around the apse, and their existence was to ensure the safety of Qingli.

Qing is far more important than anyone in the clan.

Hearing this, Feng Luan's expression changed suddenly.

Breathless, he stared at Holt in a daze, and hesitated: "Father, the Forest of Death is extremely dangerous, I am afraid that all the people living in this central area are fierce beasts, and the strength of the Chasing Wind Tribe is not weak, but the courage to live next to the fierce beasts is too great?" ”

"What is really terrifying about the Wind Chasing Tribe is not the Tianyun Clan, but the Ink Wolf bloodline hidden behind it. According to the clan literature, the ink wolf bloodline was once the king beast vein at the top of the continent, and they were as strong and domineering as the Tianshi bloodline of the Tianshi clan. For hundreds of years, the blood line of the Heavenly Lion has been thin to the point of drying up the oil lamp, but as far as I know, the bloodline of the ink wolf in this generation of the Wind Chasing Tribe has returned to the ancestors, do you know what it means? Holt snapped, clasping his hand to his side, his expression gloomy.

Feng Luan swallowed his saliva, and said sternly: "Awaken the complete ink wolf bloodline, awaken the tribal totem ......" As he spoke, Feng Luan only felt that his mouth was dry.