Ming Cheng nodded, Yang Mao retreated, Ming Cheng stepped forward and sat on the high platform, everywhere he looked, there was awe, in the empty hall, more than 100 elite Taoists and soldiers from the non-natural security headquarters had already prepared, they looked at Ming Cheng, with Ming Cheng nodded, these elite Taoists with fortitude and firm beliefs turned around and left, this time in their eyes there was only one order - destroy the root of the Yi clan, destroy the scourge of the proud world, win the evil of Meng, disperse the wandering evil paths, and reorganize the path!

Beiyuan, which is located at the intersection of northern Xinjiang and western Xinjiang, the climate is hot and dry during the day, dry and cold at night, and the cold wind is its only style, and it is also a symbol of its breath of death. These secrets devour hundreds of lives, but none of them have been answered. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On this day, a group of outsiders came here, coinciding with the black sandstorm in the past few days, these people stayed in the largest residence in Beiyuan, as the residence of the filthy realm, where the unsightly deeds were as common as the yellow sand under their feet, but at the moment of their arrival, the noisy, cursing and dirty atmosphere dissipated, and even the miscellaneous people who used to take their lives and fortune with black hands also stopped, and did not dare to peep into the package line accompanying these people.

"Girl, how many avenues are there to the west?"

For three days in a row, this group of outsiders did not leave the floor under their own charter, and even the service staff did not dare to go in, after all, those people were as cold as ice, and they did not think that early this morning, the sun had just jumped out of the horizon, and the men in their thirties came down from the upper floor to ask the girl in front of the reception desk about the news of the place.

"We have a lot of avenues to the west, but—" The girl looked very frightened, her eyes wandering and her mind unsteady, and she did not dare to look the man in the eye at all.

"But what?"

The man leaned over the counter and asked in a low voice, although he looked light, but the slight cold momentum made the girl a little frightened, and she couldn't help but tremble, just a forty-year-old man came over, and it looked like the boss here.

He leaned next to the man, nodded at the reception, motioned her to do her own thing, and said: "We are said to have several avenues in Western Xinjiang here, but in the past few years, the wind erosion in Western Xinjiang has been serious, and we have been affected here, and many roads have been blocked. Speaking of this, the boss's voice changed and asked: "I see a few people who are not from the northern Xinjiang region, I don't know where you guys came from?" Where are you going? If you want to avoid trouble, from here to the south is a good land, to the west....that place is a demon cave, how many people have stepped in front of the case of Lord Yama in one step! ”

When he said this, the boss took out a cigarette and handed it to the man in front of him in the process of taking over the conversation, trying to see something from the man's eyes, after all, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and those bastards who have committed great sins on weekdays will come here, the more so, the more careful the boss is, for fear that those guys who lick blood at the tip of the knife will cause trouble here and dirty their own signboards.

But the man obviously didn't want to see such a mouthy boss, he glanced at the boss, didn't say anything, turned around and went upstairs, looked at his back, and asked weakly the reception girl: "They look weird, standing next to them makes people shiver like ice cubes, I guess they are not good people..."

The boss pondered for a while and smiled: "Can you come to this place?" Are there any good people? In the end, he was vigilant to receive the girl: "Don't provoke them again, we open the door to do business, no matter whether it is black money or white money, we will earn it!" But if you get into trouble, you can live! ”

The little girl who said this nodded her head like pounding garlic.

The man entered the house, took off the mask covering his face to shield the wind and sand, and looked at it, it turned out to be Yi Muxi, he entered the house and sat down, Yi Mushe, Yi Zhentian, Yi Kong and other wind and wood clansmen were there, but after a careful sweep, there were three people missing, Yi Jiyu, Yi Mutong, and Yi Miao.

"Patriarch, those people are very wary of us, they didn't ask anything specifically, it's similar to what we inquired in advance, the closest road from here to the west is the old city of Xivar, but it has been flooded by wind and sand, we are afraid..."

"Let's go Sivar!" Yi Kong spoke, hearing this, Yi Muxi no longer spoke, but Yi Zhentian said worriedly: "It's a ghost town, are you sure you want to go?" ”

"We are now like prey on the fire, Yi Xiaochen was caught and taken away by the organization Qingge, but they did not stay in Nanming, but went west, what this means we don't know, secondarily, Yi Jiyu They are not afraid of the clan rules, resist me, chase all the way in, and deliberately leave traces for us, isn't it just for me, an old man, to see the same clan in the end, don't throw their tongues at them, from the southern Xinjiang all the way to here, I have been thinking, what is here? Why did the people in the organization bring Yi Xiaochen here, and what secrets did that Yi Xiaochen have, which is worth so many people desperately hunting, until I set foot on the boundary of this yellow sand, I seem to have a clue! ”

Speaking of this, Yi Kong paused, and Yi Zhentian on the side looked sideways: "What do you want to say?" ”

"Let's ask, why does my Yi clan stand in the supreme position of the path from ancient times to the present?"

"Yin and Yang Plate! But what does that have to do with the current situation? ”

"Shahai Haituo, the boundary of life and death, let me ask, since this place is called the boundary of life and death? Isn't it the boundary of yin and yang? ”

"You mean?" Yi Zhentian understood in an instant, but his expression froze a little at that moment, and he didn't seem to believe it, but Yi Kong, as the patriarch of the water system tribe, had been hiding in the northern frontier for decades, and his words...

"Let's go, to this day, if you think about it carefully, we old bones are really sad to live, what is the difference between them and those deceased predecessors, it is not as good as Yi Jiyu These juniors, they believe in the fate of the clan at the same time, they believe in the hope of fate, and believe in this Yi Xiaochen who is burdened with changing the life wheel of the Yi clan!" Yi Kong said and got up: "This trip, I'm afraid it's the last moment of the road dispute, Yi Zhentian, can you guess, that person?" ”

"That person?" Yi Zhentian was stunned for a moment, a brief surprise accompanied by a tremor in his heart swept between his eyebrows, for decades, the reason why they were able to survive in the corner of the world was not only that Yi's fate did not come, but also the promise of the person in Yikong's mouth.