Bingjiao has been guarding in the cold pool, and it is difficult for Ye Yunshen to start, if that Xuezhi is destroyed due to their fight, it will be more than worth the loss.

For the Ice Jiao, either kill it with one blow, or lure it out and kill it with a quick knife.

However, this Bingjiao has already generated its spiritual intelligence, and it stares at Xue Zhi without turning its gaze, ordinary methods will not be fooled, and it is difficult for Ye Yunshen to lure it out.

He understood why the Lord of the Yin League told him to kill Bingjiao, if he took Xuezhi, then Bingjiao would definitely be angry, and at that time, it might be the people of Guining Village and the surrounding places that would suffer.

This Bingjiao is not a good stubble.

As a result, Ye Yunshen could only wait and see while meditating on countermeasures to see how he could ensure that he could kill Bingjiao on the premise that Xuezhi could be harvested.

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"The shame of our clan should be remembered by future generations."

"One day, the Half-Life Tomb will appear in the Immortal Land, where the dead will rest in peace."

"Leave, we want to leave, we don't accept the control of any foreigner, we want to leave!"

"Take the half-life mound and return to the land of eternal life......"

Scenes flashed in her mind, Feng Qingyan felt that she couldn't bear the slightly manic heart, and the feeling that this memory picture gave her was the same as the feeling given to her by the three words of Banshengzuka.

It turns out that this place is really not born of illusion.

Just now, this bead recorded the existence of the half-life mound, the passage of thousands of years, and the whole process of being dug up and exhumed here hundreds of years ago.

The half-life mound is the tomb of the half-life tribe, a thousand years ago the half-life tribe appeared in this world, and many people from all over the country attacked it, and the half-life people were killed and injured by tens of millions, and finally all of them were buried in the mountains and forests opened up by the magic weapon.

The leader of the half-life clan set up a stone tablet, and with his own blood of hatred, he wrote the three words of the half-life mound.

Most of the people in it are very vague, they can't see their specific appearances clearly, and their speech is intermittent and incoherent, she doesn't know why this is happening, she can only judge by that sentence and the scene of the picture.

But what does it have to do with the Soul Clan?

This question swept through her mind again, but she didn't know that there was indeed a mention of the soul clan in it, but there were very few, and Feng Qingyan could only make a guess in her heart.

"You ......," the beast yelled at her.

Feng Qingyan turned her head to look at it, and when her eyes made contact with it and saw its ugly, hairless appearance, she couldn't help frowning.

In fact, the Warcraft in the picture in my mind does not look like this, but a tiger with wings, which looks majestic, similar to a white tiger, but then I don't know why, it became this ugly.

She couldn't tell it was a tiger at all now.

She raised her hand, pointed to the beads in the pond that had become much weaker, and asked, "That's what you're bringing me here for?" So you want to get out? ”

Through those pictures, Feng Qingyan not only knew the past of the half-life clan thousands of years ago, but also knew that this was a place opened up by magic weapons, just like space.

Unfortunately, the magic weapon was robbed.

The monster has been guarding here for thousands of years, after several generations, but in the end, because of an invasion of outsiders, not only the tomb was hollowed out, but even the major monsters died, leaving only it and its mother.

It was still very small, and its mother took it to hide in this cave, and the people escaped because they couldn't get into the cave, but then its mother also died.

The half-life mound was destroyed in one fell swoop, and although they swore to defend it to the death, they still did not complete their mission to protect it.

The magic weapon was taken away by someone, and the half-life mound and the demonic beast fell into the hands of others, but because that person was not a half-life clansman, even if he snatched the magic weapon, he would not be able to obtain the true recognition and use ability of the magic weapon.

It has spent hundreds of years here as a beast, so it seems to have a simple personality, but it is difficult to trust others.

And the reason why I believe that the wind is clear is because of blood.

The mission of the monster is condensed in the blood, and when it knew that someone had broken into this place and lit a fire, it immediately rushed out to kill Feng Qingyan, and insisted on destroying it regardless of the damage of the impure fire.

It had not been able to protect this place before, but now it would not allow the fire to burn the coffins of its people.

And the reason why it brought it here was not only to let her know about the past, but also to use her to regain the magic weapon and return the half-life mound to the half-life clan.

Sure enough, the beast's crazy nodding confirmed Feng Qingyan's idea, and it hoped to return to the half-life clan so that these clansmen could be buried again.

Feng Qingyan lowered his eyes, and sighed a little tiredly: "Then do you know who took away the magic weapon?" ”

If she knew, then it would be easy to say that she directly found that person and killed that person, and she should not be a good person if she could do such a thing as digging up graves and exhuming corpses.

Of course, the premise is that she can fight.

This time, however, the monster shook its head in confusion.

It doesn't know who took it.

It was so small at the time, and many things were not understood, even the bead was specially condensed by its mother in order to let others know about the past, but the others did not know.

Now, Feng Qingyan didn't want to ask.

She squatted down by the pond again, and gently wiped the blood from her wound with a white cloth dipped in water, the knife was not deep, but some flesh was turned out, which was a little hideous compared to her white and flawless little hands.

The wound opened easily, and after a while blood flowed again, she applied some more medicine, and then took out a clean strip of white cloth to redress the wound.

She hurt her left hand, which wasn't too much of a problem.

"Get out." The monster pushed her back with its hooves again, and she was squatting on the edge of the pond in time to support the ground with her right hand so that she would not fall into the pool.

As soon as she turned her head, her gaze suddenly turned a little colder: "Put down your claws, it's dangerous." ”

So, the monster that understood the words stepped back.

Feng Qingyan retracted his gaze, bandaged the wound, and then stood up, took another look at the beads in the pond that were not so bright, and then turned around and walked out.

In fact, there was one thing she didn't tell others, since she came out of the tomb, she found that her own blood had changed, and the vial of blood she had shown to Yiyi before was her own, and she had been hiding it from everyone.

Later, she discovered that the power of blood on the stele could resonate with her own emotions.

She had too many thoughts in her heart, but she couldn't verify them, so she cut her hand, her blood was half the blood of the Great Moon Clan, and when she saw the reaction of the demonic beast, she knew that she had guessed correctly.

Because of the blood, the monster regarded her as its own clansman.

Whether this is the cemetery of the half-life clan or the cemetery of the soul clan, the bloodline makes her have a relationship with this place.

"Go, where?" The beast asked her in a whisper, then slowly followed her.

"Get out of here." Feng Qingyan is not cold in four words, and his voice is so stable that there are no emotional ups and downs.

"Leave ......" the beast said hesitantly, its idea was simple, but it didn't dare to say it explicitly.

Feng Qingyan stopped, a little convinced, turned around, looked at it and said, "I will do my best." ”

The most important thing about the ghost clan, Feng Qingyan is bent on finding a solution to the ghost clan, and she doesn't particularly want to care about what the demon beast said, but maybe because of the blood in her body, a certain string in her heart was actually touched.

In fact, she still has an idea, if the blood of the Great Moon Clan is related to the Half-Life Clan, then is the Half-Life Clan related to the Soul Clan and the Ghost Clan?

Moreover, she suspects that the Half-Life Clan is the Soul Clan.