"Yi Clan Avenue, the head of life continuation, is indeed an awe-inspiring existence!" For some reason, Ying Qi spat out this. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"What do you want to say?" Yi Xiaochen responded.

"It's ridiculous, it's really, it's ridiculous, such a magic weapon actually fell into the hands of a crippled relic, such a providence, it's really a sign that the Yi clan has to die!" Saying that, Ying Qi actually laughed, he took a few steps forward, in front of Yi Xiaochen, behind him, Ying Ai followed closely in case of accidents.

"Boy, do you know the origin of the magic weapon in your hand?"

In the face of the questioning, Yi Xiaochen was silent, but the soul power around his body was a few points stronger again, and the demon spirit's virtual dignity turned into a form, and more than a dozen green spirits formed by the gathering of soul power floated in front of him, forming a threatening momentum.

"Don't hurt my young master!" Ying Ai was forced by Yi Xiaochen's power to be unable to press, suddenly, a biting wind suddenly appeared, Ying Ai's black Mu Zi was surging by his own evil spirit, and then, the snow-white demon body Cang Ming floated behind him with his overflowing soul power, but Ying Qi didn't want his relatives and Yi Xiaochen to fight hard, he raised his hand to stop Ying Ai, and continued: "Yi Xiaochen, do you know? A sixteen-year-old girl is the most beautiful and innocent age of life. ”

"That's none of my business, I just want to know, where is my mother?" The long wait made Yi Xiaochen's heart go crazy.

"Sixteen-year-old girl is pure as the Holy Spirit, fair skin, crisp and smooth bones, in terms of yin and yang, their yin spirit is really pure, the former cadre will Mo Ye cast a peerless famous sword, and use his daughter to turn into the last wisp of yin fire to gather qi for the famous sword, and then there are Fang Shidao people to refine the ghost soul with this old woman, after thousands of years of experience, the reputation of the white bone soul chasing flute gradually spread, and it is made of the woman's left leg bone, a perfect white bone soul chasing flute to use thousands of girls as a guide, Among them, only the purest and most intelligent girls have a chance to succeed! Ying Qi said wildly, with a look of excitement between his eyebrows, the Yi clan magic weapon, with the Yin and Yang Plate as the respect, and the first time there was a magic weapon to supplement the continuation of life, it was this white bone soul chasing flute.

Hearing this, Yi Xiaochen was stunned, even though Ying Qi said it as easily as a cloud, but he deeply felt the tragic pain, a girl whose name was like a flower, could have enjoyed a lifetime of happiness, but was tortured and killed by the ancestor who sought to survive in the best years.

In a trance, Yi Xiaochen seemed to see the pure and beautiful girl sitting in front of him, her clear and dark Mu Zi seemed to have infinite resentment, making her heart tremble.

"Ah Yi, Ah Yi!" Seeing Win Injury carrying Yi's mother from the dense forest, Wang Zhan shouted several times at Yi Xiaochen, but Yi Xiaochen seemed to be enchanted and stood in place.

Ying Ai noticed the change in Yi Xiaochen, and immediately stepped forward, the demon spirit behind him skyrocketed, and the white breath was almost forced to Yi Xiaochen, but Ying Qi didn't know what to think, and he actually shouted violently, and a powerful force accompanied by the dark red soul power went straight to Ying Ai and stopped him, which made Ying Ai confused, and at the same time made Yi Xiaochen, who was immersed in the girl's grievances in the flute, come back to his senses.

"Young Master, what do you mean by this? It was an opportunity just now, why didn't you let Zai snatch his magic weapon! ”

For Ying Ai's words, Ying Qi took a deep breath, dispersed his soul power, and said to Yi Xiaochen: "The white bone soul chasing flute, the magic weapon of the Yi clan, should be controlled by the people of the Yi clan!" As soon as these words came out, Yi Xiaochen became even more unclear, and began to want to snatch it, but now he said it again.

At the same time, in front of Ying Qi, who was carrying Yi's mother, saw his mother, Yi Xiaochen was excited for a while, and said urgently: "Give my mother back!" ”

Win the injury was silent, win the inspiration, win the injury and then resist the Yi mother in front of Yi Xiaochen, put it down gently, and said a sentence at the end: "Son, don't think that you are a member of the Yi clan, you can despise my young master, if you want to die, you will not survive the next moment!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere was cold again a few degrees, staring at Mu Zi, who was gradually pale, Yi Xiaochen frowned, not knowing what to think, at the same time, he took his mother with one arm, leaned his mother lightly in front of him, Wang Zhan stepped forward and helped him.

Returning to Ying Qi's side, Ying Wai and Ying Hurt served left and right, they didn't know why the young master suddenly changed his mind.

Then, Ying Qi pondered for a moment, and Yi Xiaochen, who came, squatted down in front of him, took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it to Yi Xiaochen: "This is the antidote to the spell on your body!" ”

Without waiting for Yi Xiaochen to speak, Ying Qi got up and said, "Boy, we will still meet!" ”

After Ying Qi and his entourage left Yi Xiaochen, they walked to the depths of Yunling, and after about half a moment, Ying Ai couldn't bear the disturbance of confusion, and said, "Young Master, why are you doing this?" ”

Ying Qi stopped and said: "I thought he was just a widow, and it would be good if he could follow some magic weapons, but it wasn't until just now, until I saw the bone flute, that I realized that I was thinking simply, the white bone soul chasing flute, such a personal magic weapon in the clan, why is it on his body?" ”

Win Wai Win Hurt didn't know the meaning of this words, Win Qi pondered: "Northern Xinjiang, the Yellow River, the South Mound, this is the whereabouts of the three branches of the Yi clan after the war of extermination, the Yellow River changes at night, and one of the water systems has perished, but after seeing the white bone flute, I know that the water system has not yet perished, and this white bone flute is a thing of the yin, and has the power to kill the master, without the ability to fully control it, I will not put myself in a trap!" In the end, my intuition told me that Yi Xiaochen, this widow and my fate seem to be involved, no matter how we march, there will be a time when we meet, but I don't know if we can be separated peacefully as we did this time. ”

Yi Xiaochen picked up his mother and returned the same way, behind him, Wang Zhan kept staring at the white bone flute, for some reason, he always felt that the flute looked at him like it had eyes, which made people shudder.

"Ah Yi, what are you going to do next!" Wang Zhan, who had nothing to say, spit out these words, but as soon as the words came out, he regretted it, what do you mean by saying this now? With Yi Xiaochen's experience, he must have thought of other meanings.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Yi Xiaochen's disdainful voice came: "Wang Zhan, I have changed, you have also changed, no matter why you came this time, you help me this time, even if you return me!" ”

"This..."Wang Zhan was speechless, and did not answer for a while, although Yi Xiaochen was very cold, but he was right, the two of them no longer owed each other.

Next, the two walked along the road they came, and when they came, they walked for about half an hour to reach the location where Ying Qi was, but this time they had already walked for a quarter of an hour, although the two could see the exit in the distance, but the road close at hand seemed to be getting better, and it continued to extend.

At this moment, the two stopped, Yi Xiaochen put his mother down, and let Hou look around vigilantly, at this time the sky was about two minutes in the afternoon, but the light around seemed to dim, and if you looked closely, a thin cloud rose between the dense forests.

Seeing this, Wang Zhan was vigilant, he had long heard about the strangeness of the Corpse Ridge, but due to the negligence of the unknown organization, there were very few records about the Corpse Ridge, and many incidents were deliberately erased. (To be continued.) )