Now that the Yin Clan, one of the nine major families, has been born, this will inevitably mean that there will be no peace in the mainland, and it will inevitably be set off a bloody storm!

The hermit is so down, and Bowen has a lot of doubts, but after all, this is the business of other clans, so he can only helplessly suppress the curiosity in his heart, and bow down to the old man of the hermit.

"Seniors, forgive me for being ignorant, and please forgive me for my offense. ”

"It's okay, it should be that we want to thank you, thank you for taking care of the blood shadow and bringing him to the hidden clan, thank you very much, if you need it in the future, the hidden clan will definitely do it!"

"I've long seen Blood Shadow as my younger brother, and it's only natural to take care of him, but what are you going to do next?"

"We are going to teach the Hidden Clan to the Blood Shadow, what he has in his body is the most authentic royal blood of my Hidden Clan, only he can revive my Hidden Clan in the future!"

The old man spoke very sternly, and his words were full of endless coercion!

Bowen looked at the blood shadow, smiled, and then said very strictly.

"Blood Shadow, study hard with the Ancestor, and don't forget your mission!

I'll be waiting for you in the Ice and Snow Wasteland, and I hope to hear your name one day!"

The blood shadow looked at Bowen, bowed respectfully, and said solemnly!

"Bowen, allow me to call you big brother!

Thank you, big brother, for taking care of you all the way!

Don't worry, I will never forget my grandfather's death, and I will never forget the demise of Bloodtooth Village!

Burning Heaven Sect, Li Ruming, I will make them pay for their killing!"

"Well, remember, no matter when and where, keep a kind heart, this is a sentence that your grandfather entrusted to me to bring you before he died!"

After saying that, Bowen resolutely turned around and walked quickly towards the point of light in front of him, leaving only the blood shadow standing in place, looking at Bowen's departing back, chewing this sentence repeatedly.

How can there ever be a feast in the world that will never be dispersed?

He has his mission, and I have my own way!

Bowen strode through the colorful light curtain, and finally, he came to the last realm of this wasteland secret realm, the extreme realm, and the most dangerous realm!

When he really stepped into the extreme realm, he found that this place was completely opposite to what he imagined!

There is no danger atmosphere, very quiet, comfortable, giving people invisible comfort, making people forget to return.

Looking into the distance, a gurgling stream flows down the strange peaks and strange rocks, slowly and slowly, not in a hurry or impatient, very comfortable.

Above the stream, it is full of fairy energy, hazy like a landscape ink painting, full of strong mountain feelings.

Feeling such a handsome atmosphere, Bowen didn't have any belief in fighting at all, and just walked in the inexplicable direction along the quietly flowing stream.

Looking into the distance, Bowen couldn't find anything unusual, as if he was in an endless mountain forest, dazed and desperate, and in desperation, he simply sat down cross-legged and lay down on a big tree behind him for a short rest.

Maybe it's because this Li is too tired, so Bowen just pretended to lie down for a while, but he undoubtedly fell asleep, and he slept until the night, and he didn't wake up yet.

Night slowly fell, and in the sky, the scorching sun was replaced by a bright moon, and at this time, the extreme realm seemed more quiet.

At this time, around Bowen's body, a strange scene also happened slowly, only to see a milky white mist slowly rise up and wrap his whole body in.

At this moment, the blog post is in a deep sleep, but it is not in the mind, but the voice of the voice keeps echoing.

"Is that you...... Is that you...... Is that you......"

Gradually, Bowen's consciousness was awakened by this hysterical call, and then he involuntarily followed the sound and continued to move forward in the inexplicable darkness, until he came to a blank world, and it was not until he looked around the blank world for a long time that he heard the call again.

"Is that you??Do you remember me??"

"You ......"

In the face of this deep call, Bowen heard the endless sadness, the pain of the years, and the coolness of the vicissitudes of life.

"I'm ...... yes, who am I??who am I??why am I in this place??, by the way, I seem to remember, my name is ...... Qiong Yao......"

"Qiong Yao ????"

"Am I Qiong Yao??? right, am I Qiong Yao, and who is Qiong Yao??"

Bo Wen has been confused by this string of inexplicable voices, very confused, very helpless, but in this kind of voice, Bo Wen heard deep grief and deep sadness.

After half a sound, the string of sad, but sweeter voices sounded again.

"Who are you??? who are you??why are you here??"

"Hello, my name is Bowen, this Qiong Yao...... Miss. Don't know who you are??"

"Qiong Yao??hehe, I'm the master here. ”

Suddenly, the voice seemed to become much brighter, and it was mixed with a little sunshine, completely devoid of the previous grief, shadow, and despair, which made Bowen very puzzled.

"The master here??? there is still a master in this extreme realm??"

"Extreme Realm??What is Extreme Realm??Isn't this Fanghua Mountain??"

Fanghua Mountain ...... Bowen repeated in surprise, and suddenly thought of when he first stepped into the extreme realm, there was a mountain-like stele at the top of the peak, and the stele was soon engraved with the three big characters of Fanghua Mountain.

"Could it be that the extreme realm of this wasteland secret realm is Fanghua Mountain??"

Thinking of this, Bowen was very puzzled and couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Wasteland Secret Realm??Extreme Realm??What kind of place is this??Is it fun??"

Hearing this question, Bowen couldn't help but say a little sweaty, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and he thought about it a little awkwardly for a long time before he said helplessly

"This is the secret realm leading to the ice and snow wasteland in the Eastern Wilderness Blood Fang Village, the secret realm is divided into four realms, heaven and earth are infinite, each realm is full of countless life and death crises, and I am also lucky to have avoided so many death crises, and I came here with nine deaths, the last realm, the extreme realm. ”

"Eastern Wilderness, Bloodtooth Village, Wasteland Secret Realm ......"

The crisp sound of a bell kept repeating these places, as if it was very strange, as if it was a little familiar, and finally suddenly exclaimed after a long time

"By the way, I remember, there was a group of people who came here before, and they said that this was the Extreme Realm, but they didn't look for some treasure trove, they moved this place. ”

"What??transfer??"

"Yes, there is not so beautiful here, but a barren scorched earth, but there are a lot of very tempting breaths floating in the air, and they are all thick and foggy, and some of them have even turned into liquids, but they are delicious, and there are a lot of small pills containing that tempting gas, but they are not as delicious as that liquid, and there are a lot of things that emit golden light, but since the group of people came, I don't know what they used, but they are shining with all colors, and this place has become what it is now, and the gas is gone, but it is quiet, and it is much more beautiful。 ”

At this moment, Bo Wen has been stunned by these words, if the guess is right, the gas in the words should be the vitality, and it is the vitality that turns into fog, how rich should it be, I am afraid that only the immortal qi can really have the vitality of turning into fog, and there is even spiritual liquid, which needs to go through millions of years of tempering to be able to derive the purest vitality, but it is difficult to find in the world, this is simply too luxurious......

However, if she said so, this should have been an excellent place to cultivate, and such a treasure house could set off a bloody scramble even if it was placed on the mainland, and if it was transferred, I am afraid it should be used as a place for cultivation, but who is it? ”

"Are you going to get out of here too??"

Just when Bowen was in deep thought, the voice of the silver bell sounded again, but this time the question really embarrassed him.

Faced with this question, although Bowen was inexplicably embarrassed, he still answered frankly.

For a long time, there was silence above the scene, and a dull emotion flowed around, and then behind Bowen, a little turmoil slowly appeared in the blank world.

Gradually, a light like the morning light slowly imprinted in, like a depressed path, leading to an endless inexplicable stool.

And above the path, you can faintly see a figure of Manro, who is slowly approaching with a proud body.

In a trance, a fresh but soul-deep fragrance wafted in with the gentle breeze.

Then I saw a pretty woman wearing a blue veil with congealed skin, curved eyebrows, and jade bones and ice muscles, walking with staggering steps from the distant sky.

Vaguely, you can see the proud twin peaks, the charming warped, the buttocks, and the waist are tactful, like a slender willow, and like a colorful butterfly flying, which makes Bowen in the distance dizzy.

For a while, I was immersed in this kind of immortal capital, and I couldn't extricate myself.

It wasn't until the beauty came completely closer, knowing that the fragrance was rich in the snort, that she woke up from the illusory dream, and looked at the young beauty in front of her who seemed to be a fairy descending to earth, Bowen became helpless, and didn't know how to speak.

When he completely saw the face of the beauty, Bowen was completely shocked!

This...... This...... This turned out to be the night pupil!

"Night Hitomi! Why are you here!"

The blog post was almost screaming.

The family members looked at Bowen with a puzzled expression.

"Night Hitomi, Night Hitomi, such a familiar name, who is she?"

"Uh, you, really not the night pupil?"

"I've been called Qiong Yao since I was born. ”

For a while, Bowen didn't know what to say, and was silent for a long time before he said quietly.

"You, my friend, look too much alike, but you're just as beautiful. ”

The beauty looked at the shy blog post, and couldn't help laughing, and the laughter like silver bells echoed in the turbulent heart, and it couldn't be dispersed for a long time.

As everyone knows, the beauty smiles, and the city is a lifetime.

The beauty is on tiptoe, smiling very dreamily, the smile is like the morning glow in the sky, the smoke is misty, hazy, and it makes people dumbfounded.

"That, hello...... I said you're the master here??What the hell is going on??"

Qiong Yao didn't care about Bowen's questions, she approached Bowen one by one, staring at him very innocently.

That kind of look, very expression, watery pupils are full of eternal tenderness, and a man like Bowen is so iron-clad that he is embarrassed, but her next sentence is to make Bowen stunned.

"Well, you're so weird here, you're bulging. ”