"You're going to the Canglan Clan?"

In the car, Shu Hong spoke, she was very silent all the way, not only because of the Beimeng Mountain, but also because she didn't know how to face everyone.

Now, how could she not understand the truth?

The spirit of evil fire has been arranged in the Xuantu clan for a long time, which is why today's Xuantu clan is in trouble.

The funny thing is that she hasn't found out that she has affected so many people.

The relatives of a clan are not there, and only a few of them are left, how miserable is this? It makes people feel sad and can't stop crying.

"There is a source of no return to the lake in the Canglan tribe, which has been established before"

Beimeng Mountain was an emergency, even Ji Yi didn't expect it, but fortunately, it attracted the attention of all ethnic groups, and perhaps even the two forces in the Holy Mountain and the depths were also paying attention there.

This will be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.

The Witch God Clan went east, only the last few tribes, this route was from west to east, and then turned north, and the final destination was of course in the Lake of No Return.

"You've crossed too much blood"

Ji Yi spoke, frowned, and handed over a few ancient medicines for Shuhong to swallow.

Along the way, Shu Hong is taking care of her younger brother, and the two are of the same blood, so they can use the method of crossing the blood.

But there is no problem, but Shuhong is too stubborn and completely ignores himself, resulting in his face looking pale now, his delicate body is constantly twitching, and he will be deficient at any time.

"Turbulence, will you wake up?" she said softly.

This sentence sounded particularly painful in Ji Yi's ears.

In the past, Shu Hong was a strong woman, but now she is alone, and even her voice is unbelievably soft.

"Yes"

Ji Yi confided a word, then turned around and continued to drive the ancient car.

This is the way of the world, cruel and ruthless, as a person in the mountains, you should know better.

But this is not the case, only when they encounter and experience it in person, do they find that this bloody world is completely different.

Canglan tribe, mountain streams and valleys, birds singing and flowers, you can see some tribal women dancing lightly in the mountains, forests and fields from a long distance.

Near the valley, there is an ice-blue river, tinkling and melodious.

"The vicissitudes of life, not disturbed by the world, the pure land is clinging, and the soldiers are resting"

In the field, a few children sang and waved horsetail grass in their hands, which was perfect, simple and natural.

Such a scene is rare, and everyone is attracted and touched.

"Very beautiful paradise"

Lechuan Valley, Canglan tribe, a tribe that has no quarrel with the world and advocates peace.

Here, even the breath of the beast is gentle and calm, the little beasts are muttering, and there are even a few who are playing and frolicking with the children.

"Forget the river and flowing water, hear the words of life" Wu Qiu sighed lightly, very envious and yearning.

Who wouldn't want a place like this?

There is no war, no bloodshed, no deceit, you can return to your most essential self, free and unrestrained.

For a moment, she remembered the time of her childhood, forgotten in the corner of the years, covered by blood and chaos.

"Ye Nan"

Ji Yi shouted, throwing a black stone away.

"Witch Master, what is this?" Ye Nan was puzzled.

"The second layer of the wood refining sky, the iron and stone bloom"

The place where the Canglan clan is located, there is a very strong life essence and grass essence, and cultivating the wood refining technique here can be several times faster than ordinary places.

Seeking wood to make fire, iron and stone to bloom, these two layers are the most basic entry method, with Ye Nan's wood ghost spirit body, it may be possible to complete the second layer of cultivation during this period.

"Young Master" Shilan walked with Shu Hong.

There are only four of them in the Yutu clan, He Cheng and her are only sixteen, and the military flow is too small, and life and death are still unpredictable.

As the daughter of the Shu clan of the Yutu clan, Shu Hong is not only the strongest person in their younger generation, but more importantly, she is the young master of the Yutu clan.

In the future, the mission of the Guangfu clan will naturally fall on her.

But this mission is too heavy and even far away.

"Canglan clan, it's very suitable for you" Ji Yi made a suggestion.

It was peaceful, and no tribe would come, as no one wanted to break the ideal home they all desired.

When Shu Hong heard this, her delicate body trembled, and blood dripped from her bitten red lips.

She was a wise woman, and she couldn't hear what it meant.

Don't get revenge?

lived in seclusion in such a paradise, lived a peaceful life, and became a woman with husbands and children.

But if so, is she still her?

The blood feud is outrageous, how can it be forgotten!

"Hatred will bury a person's mind" Ji Yi sighed, as if he saw his original self.

The annihilation of the emperor and the destruction of the vast number of lives, this account is also unforgettable and unforgettable for him.

But to deal with enemies who are stronger than themselves, there is some hatred, which can be remembered, but not revealed.

Behind the Xuantu clan, there must be some things that Ji Yi doesn't know, such as the source of the bloodline of the Shuhong sisters and brothers, the origin of the Red Fire Spear and the Fire Suppression Diagram, and the eight kinds of weapons in the hands of the eight-armed god.

At this moment, what he could understand was that some people in the forbidden area planned to resurrect the ancient four-sided eight-armed god, so they kept searching for the eight weapons in the Mang Mountain.

But what do they want to do after the resurrection?

Where are the other parts of the Eight Instruments?

There are too many mysteries in the Ninth Wasteland, one after another, and there is even a legend in the Three Thousand Realms that there is a Wasteland Lord in the Wasteland!

Everyone talked, and while enjoying the beautiful scenery, they gradually went deeper.

Some people from the Canglan tribe looked at each other with confused eyes, but their etiquette was in place, and they smiled as a sign of politeness.

"The Witch God Clan, the guests of the Xuantu Clan?"

A woman came over, holding a basket of flowers in her hand, wearing an elegant white dress, with a delicate face, stunning in the world.

Her smile is very unique, if the breeze blows on her face, people look at it, and when you see it, there is a kind of calm and calm magic power.

"The Holy Maiden of Canglan"

Wu Qiu sighed, it was the first time she had seen this, but she instantly guessed the identity of the woman in front of her.

In the Mangshan tribe, there are only two people with the holy maiden as the honorific title, the first is the moon clan saint Yue Yunxian, and the second is this Canglan saint Ye Wan.

"The Witch God Clan has come from afar, why don't you go into the valley and talk about it?" Ye Wan said softly.

"Does the Canglan clan know what we mean?" Ji Yi nodded.

Everyone followed the Holy Maiden of Canglan through the fields of flowers and plants, and walked towards the depths of the Lechuan Valley.

Along the way, there are many tribesmen who are busy, planting grass, planting flowers, weaving clothes, and drawing, just like an ordinary small village, full of the simple atmosphere of the countryside.

"When the Witch God Clan marched all the way east and incorporated various places, I already guessed that your purpose might be the Holy Mountain."

"It's inevitable that there will be chaos in the future, what are the plans of the Canglan Clan?" asked Ji Yi.

Seeing the scene in front of him, he hesitated, maybe he really shouldn't pull this clan into the car.

But in the end, he persevered.

Because I don't want to let the vicissitudes go wrong.

"Did the Canglan Clan have a choice?"

Ye Wan shook her head, her voice with a hint of resentment.

"Witch Master, please"

She made a gesture and led everyone to the Water Xie Pavilion in a valley.

The pond is crystal clear, misty and misty, and there are some spirit fish in the dew, or perched on the lotus leaves on the pond, lying on their backs and sleeping.

On the side, Ye Nan watched the scenery, and suddenly froze in place, falling into a wonderful realm.

He exudes a green halo around him, which is in sympathy with the surrounding scenery, and derives many wonderful scenes.

Such as a hundred herbs and trees, green leaves cover the sky, lotus blooms three flowers, etc.

"The spirit son of the Green Teng Clan?" Ye Wan's eyebrows lit up.

She had heard of the spirit son of the clan, and it was rumored that she could control the spirit plant, but now when she saw it, it was better than the rumors.

However, Ye Wan was just curious, and after taking a look, she withdrew her gaze and turned to look at this young man who was regarded as a big devil by Mangshan.

It stands to reason that the Canglan tribe should refuse after learning about the comer, after all, the purpose of the Canglan tribe is to live in peace and seclusion, and they are unwilling to participate in the affairs of Mangshan.

It's a bit strange to have such a discussion in the pavilion at this moment.

"Canglan is willing to submit," Ye Wan threw a bombshell.

Even Wu Qiu, Shu Hong, Shilan, He Cheng and others present couldn't help but be dumbfounded, wondering if they had heard it wrong.

The Witch God Clan came here, but they never made their true intentions clear.

Even if it was guessed by this Canglan Holy Maiden, but before they had opened the chips, Ye Wan agreed, which was really unexpected by everyone.

"Is it because of the non-return to the lake?" Ji Yi groaned and guessed.

Ye Wanwan smiled and nodded.