Fei Yike looked at Mu Chen in surprise, and didn't understand that Mu Chen, who was still sleepy-eyed and refused to get up, was actually full of energy at the moment.

If it weren't for the thick black circles around his eyes, Fei Yike would have suspected that his memory was wrong.

Mu Chen smiled, and didn't intend to explain, picked up the green jade spirit coffin from the side of the bed, and said to Fei Yike: "Sister, let's go." ”

Fei Yike shook his head secretly and walked out of the room with Mu Chen. I saw her jade hand wave, and in the next room, the red demon coffin broke out of the door, and in the blink of an eye, she came to Fei Yike's side.

"Sister, has the essence blood of this Qiqi tribe been delivered?" asked Mu Chen.

Fei Yike picked up the coffin of the Chiyan Demon and said with a smile: "It was sent to me before dawn." ”

The sky was still cloudy, the heavy rain did not stop, Mu Chen and Fei Yike wore hats and robes, and they did not say goodbye to Li Yusheng, and left.

Li Yusheng hid in the shadow corner, and beside him was also half-squatting a septuagenarian man, who looked seven points similar to him.

The two of them breathed a long sigh of relief when they saw the backs of Mu Chen and Fei Yike going away.

"Big brother, you were careless in the morning, and you actually let the young man find out. If he passed it out in the future, the patriarch of the dignified Qiqi clan would actually spy on a junior, and in the end, he would actually find out! That would be too embarrassing!" Li Yusheng complained to the people around him.

Listening to Li Yusheng's words, this person is actually the patriarch of the Qiqi tribe, that is, Li Yusheng's eldest brother, Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng glanced at his younger brother angrily, blew his beard and glared: "You know a fart! It must have been that crazy woman who found me, how could that kid find out that I was hiding behind the painting!"

"Come on, big brother. If that crazy woman finds out about you, can you still get out safely?" Li Yusheng saw that his eldest brother didn't admit it, and immediately said bluntly.

Li Changsheng saw that he was being debunked by his younger brother, touched his nose, a little embarrassed, and then coughed pretendedly, and explained seriously, "Eh, I can't be blamed for this! It's just that the place where the crazy woman is going is too shocking, which caused my breath to suddenly become unstable, and then I was discovered......

"Big brother, you are an old man in your seventies, and your Qi cultivation kung fu has long been perfected, what can make you so shocked!" Li Yusheng asked with some surprise.

"The best corpse raising ground, the ancient tomb. Li Changsheng suppressed his voice and couldn't spit out a few words calmly.

"What! Ancient Tomb!" Li Yusheng suddenly stood up in shock when he heard this, and almost jumped to the ground. He had laughed at Li Changsheng before, but after listening to it now, he was even more unbearable than his eldest brother.

Li Changsheng pouted and looked at his younger brother, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Li Yusheng met his eldest brother's eyes, and instantly read the hint of disdain, he knew that his eldest brother was avenging the revenge he had just said.

He smiled, the wrinkles on his face were like blooming chrysanthemums, and he said to Li Changsheng with some flattery: "Big brother, this place really shocked me, you only heard that your breath was slightly unstable, this qi cultivation kung fu brother I can't even pat the horse!"

"Okay, don't pat the old man's ass. The Ancient Tomb is hard to find, and the treasures inside can bring me back to the head of the seventy-two tribes with just a few furs. You quickly go to the tribe to draw some masters, remember not to make a noise, if you leak the news, there is no guarantee that other tribes will also want to get a piece of the pie. Li Changsheng glanced at his younger brother, and then said seriously.

"Big brother, how can that crazy woman explain it, if you let her know that we are following her to the ancient tomb, it will be a * annoyance!" Li Yusheng said with some worry.

"This time, the good hand who followed away gave priority to those clansmen who did not condense the Qiqi martial spirit, and asked everyone to change their bodies, even if they were discovered by the crazy woman, they would not expose the fact that we were from the Qiqi tribe. Li Changsheng stroked his three-inch-long white beard, and a fine light appeared in his eyes.

"Big brother is wise!" Li Yusheng nodded, agreeing with Li Changsheng's arrangement very much, and retired after speaking.

An hour later, at the gate of the Qiqi tribe, hundreds of figures wearing hats and robes stood there neatly, let the heavy rain water, but they did not move.

Li Changsheng held a black oil umbrella, stood in front of everyone, and said slowly: "The purpose of this trip must have been known to everyone, this operation is led by the old man of the Yusheng clan, you must remember three points: the first is not to expose your whereabouts before reaching the destination; Third, be careful when you arrive at your destination, don't be too greedy, remember four words, and accept it when you see it. ”

"Yes, Patriarch, I will live up to the Patriarch's trust!" the hundred people said in unison, and the momentum was extremely huge.

Li Changsheng nodded to Li Yusheng, Li Yusheng stepped forward and said to everyone: "Now, divide you into two parts, and the clansmen who condense the martial soul of your clan will be with me." The rest of the people were divided into three teams, led by the clan elders of the Shadow Realm. Go to the three tribes of Gluttony, Chaos, and Hanqi to find the path of the mad woman. Half a pillar of incense time to prepare, after half a pillar of incense, set off on time!"

Among the seventy-two tribes in southern Xinjiang, not all of them will condense the martial souls of their tribes, and the output of essence blood is small, and they cannot make ends meet, which is a reason. It's more about qualifications.

Because the seventy-two tribes are named after powerful beasts in ancient times, it is difficult to grasp the essence just by the understanding of those hours on the fifteenth night of each month. Therefore, some tribesmen retreated to the next best thing, looking for some more powerful creatures in the dense forests of the evil swamps in southern Xinjiang as the objects of soul condensation.

These people are all the top masters of the Mimic Realm and the Condensing Soul Realm of the Qiqi Tribe, in fact, there are more than a dozen people standing behind Li Yusheng, and the remaining eighty or so people have stood in three camps.

The incense burned out, Li Changsheng waved his big hand, and hundreds of people were scattered in an instant, heading in four directions, disappearing into the dense forest of the evil swamp.

Mu Chen and Fei Yike sat leisurely on a towering giant tree, with a few leaves the size of a water tank under their buttocks, and Mu Chen's patched oil umbrella hung above his head, and the oil umbrella was surrounded by leaves as big as those under his buttocks, and the rain was blocked a few feet above his head, flowing down those leaves to both sides.

And in the middle of the two, that is, directly below the oil umbrella, there are several meals, and Nie Shushu's ghost body is serving food in the bowl for the two.

"Sister, why are the people of this poor tribe moving so slowly, we have been eating breakfast for almost an hour, and there is no trace of them. If they weren't afraid they wouldn't find us, why waste our time here? Mu Chen frowned slightly, took the small bowl handed over by Nie Shushu, and said impatiently while pulling the food in the bowl.

"At the moment of food, how can you say that it is wasteful, books, don't you say? Fei Yike said indifferently.

"My lord, Childe is just worried that this move will affect the itinerary. Nie Shushu smiled, but the rough pores and dark skin on his face greatly reduced this smile.

"I said books, Mu Chen doesn't need to face him everywhere when he brings the four of you out from the bottom of the dragon abyss, or you follow me, there is no future with this stinky boy, and cooking food for him is a tyrannical thing. Fei Yike quipped.

The tips of Mu Chen's ears moved slightly, he put down the small bowl in his hand, his slightly tight brows finally relaxed, and he whispered to himself in one direction: "Finally followed." ”