"My name is ......" Xiyin listened to the other party's interface before she could say her name

"Shein. Shang Xijiu looked at Xiyin, his pupils reflected the other party's face, and his expression was warm and flowing:

"As I said, I haven't forgotten you. ”

He rested on the mast with one hand and tilted his head back and closed his eyes, as if caught in a memory.

For some reason, the moment the other party called out her name, all the doubts in Xiyin's heart disappeared.

She was sure that in her memory, someone had called her that.

The tail note is soft, like a sigh.

It's just that she really can't remember anything about the man in front of her, even if she knows his name.

"Can you tell me......" Shein hesitated, her tone tinged with guilt.

"No, you can't. Shang Xijiu opened his eyes, his face was three points calm and seven points persistent

"Shein, I want you to remember me personally. ”

The wind blew his hair up, and his skin was as delicate and white as a teenager in the sun, and his eyes were shining with stars.

If it weren't for the fact that his words and deeds were a little careless, his eyes occasionally showed vicissitudes of life, and he always carried a wine jug as if he wanted to get himself drunk.

If it weren't for these, Xiyin would have thought that the other party was the same age as Zhao Xuan.

During the day's trip, Ah Su and Zhao Xuan fell asleep back to back on the boat in the evening, and Xiyin stayed by their side, watching the sun set and rise.

Early in the morning, Shang Xijiu brought three servings of dry food, handed them to Xiyin, and squatted next to her.

"Why are you coming to the Netherworld?" he opened the flask again, shaking it, "Tell me, maybe I can help you." ”

"I'm going to find Pangu's lifeline. Shein did not hide the purpose of her trip.

Shang Xijiu put down the wine jug in his hand when he heard this, and said after a while

"The Twelve Witch Clans are now separated and disintegrated, and it is very difficult to gather them to summon the Pangu True Body. ”

"I know, but I can't do nothing. Xiyin gathered the clothes covered by Asu and said calmly, "I'm the only one who believes that they are still there, so I have to move forward." ”

The Netherworld is not a place where news is closed, and the news of the sacrifice of the entire Pangu clan in the war of gods and demons has long been spread.

At that time, he still left the Netherworld and secretly returned to the Flood Realm, but no matter how he inquired, he couldn't get any news from Xiyin.

After he returned, he stayed in the city of Ambush, and a month ago he finally waited for the person who was haunted by his dreams.

"Among the nine clans, if you say that you have the least hatred for the Pangu clan, only the Qiangliang clan is the Qiangliang clan. "Shang Xi wine analysis

"If you want a foothold to break the game, you can only be strong. ”

With that, Shang Xi raised his glass to the rising sun and drank it all.

Watching the other person toast and leave, the sunlight refracted and glowed on his white clothes.

It was familiar, and Sheein pressed her temple and tried to remember.

She has seen this back too many times.

But there was a blank in my mind.

After getting off the boat, Shang Xijiu seemed to have evaporated, and he couldn't be found.

Xiyin took Ah Su and Zhao Xuan with her, worried that the stay would arouse suspicion, so she could only say goodbye without saying goodbye.

"Master. Asu hugged Xiyin's arm and whispered, "Why do we keep following that group?"

The group of people mentioned by Asu all carried the piano on their backs and wore uniform clothes.

"The Qiangliang clan is the Thunder Clan, except for the patriarch who makes the thunder, the clansmen are all good at using sound rhythm to defend against attacks. Shein patiently explained.

In other words, the Qiangliang people are all musicians. Zhao Xuan rarely answered.

"That's right," Xiyin nodded in affirmation, "so follow them, and you will be able to reach the realm of the Qiangliang clan." ”

It was rare to be praised by Xiyin, and Zhao Xuan became triumphant again for a while, and asked

"Master, why don't you just ask?"

"The Wu clan has lived in the Netherworld for thousands of years, so the distribution of the ethnic group has been fixed, and if we ask rashly, it may reveal our identity. ”

When Zhao Xuan and Ah Su heard this, they nodded in agreement, and continued to quietly follow behind the group of musicians.

I hadn't taken two steps when I heard one of them ask the roadside tea vendor:

"May I ask my little brother, how do you go from the Qiangliang clan?"

......

Seeing that the team ten paces away in front of them turned around, Xiyin and the others hurriedly gathered in front of a vendor's stall.

The three of them looked at each other, and Zhao Xuan sighed and asked himself:

"What is clever but mistaken by cleverness? That's it. ”

Ah Su wanted to laugh, but he held back, and Xiyin was angry and threw away the 'props' in Zhao Xuan's hand.

Seeing Xiyin walking straight forward, Zhao Xuan couldn't help but point to the other end and shouted:

"This way!"

"Got it. Shein's tone was a little rushing, "Can't you go shopping?!"

"Of course!" Zhao Xuanse followed, looking at Xiyin with a smile, "I'll accompany you." ”

When a few people arrived at the boundary of the Qiangliang clan, they knew that today was the day of the Qiangliang Clan's holy meeting.

So there were a lot of hermits coming, and even other tribesmen.

On the last day of the Holy Meeting, the Qiangliang patriarch will bring the clan's holy weapon, the Thunder Bell, to cheer for the competition.

The warriors of the Qiangliang clan competed, and it was not only the Qiangliang people who participated, but also other clansmen.

Among them, the one who captures the leader can ring the thunder bell to announce the entire Netherworld!

This is a great opportunity to get your hands on the Hallows.

Zhao Xuan knew the purpose of Xiyin's coming to the Netherworld, and he looked at the place where he signed up for the competition, and he had an idea in his heart.

Shein felt strange that the two children who used to be inseparable from her were rarely seen these days.

Presumably it was the Holy Church that was lively, and the child liked to be lively, so she didn't take it to heart.

Already knowing that the Thunder Bell would appear on the last day of the Holy Meeting, Shein made a real investigation and asked where it had been placed in the past.

After that, she was busy planning how to 'borrow' and leave without moving, or 'please' to leave in front of everyone.

In short, avoid all hands-on possibilities.

Finally, the last day of the congregation arrived.

Early in the morning, Shein came to the martial arts arena, and until the beginning, he did not see the Thunder Bell appear.

I was a little disappointed, but I was not discouraged.

If she doesn't, it's nearby, and she's ready to leave the scene to investigate.

"Red Fang, Zhao Xuan, enter!"

Xiyin was stunned, turned his head to look at the stage in disbelief, and subconsciously reprimanded in a low voice, "Nonsense!"

With Zhao Xuan's skills, I am afraid that he will be recognized by the patriarch of the Qiangliang clan in a while.

Although the Phoenix Clan did not participate in the Lich War with the Dragon Clan at the beginning, they belonged to the same Demon Clan after all.

The grievances between the witch clan and the demon clan have not yet been sorted out.

Xiyin squeezed through the crowd and walked towards Zhao Xuan, and before he could reach the front of the stage, he saw the other party take out a blazing arrow.

It was late, she stopped, and couldn't help but sigh.

Perhaps few people present recognized what it was, but Xiyin was sure that the Qiangliang patriarch must have known.

Seeing that the strong patriarch on the high platform got up, he took out the thunder bell from his sleeve and put it on the table.

"Bell-", the contest began.

The one who competed with Zhao Xuan was the Qiangliang clan, and the other party took the lead in finding the high ground to set up a defense.

Zhao Xuan shot one arrow after another, skillfully avoiding the opponent's attack, and finally decided the victory with one arrow.

He drew his bow.

Shein saw that the man on the high platform had raised a hammer.

"Bell—"

When the thunder came, Zhao Xuan's hand holding the bow and arrow was bleeding in an instant, and the person also fell to the ground.

got up, and saw a thunder whip flying again, Zhao Xuan couldn't dodge it, and was completely hit.

The old wound had not healed, and he felt severe pain all over his body, and he lay on the ground struggling, unable to get up.

"Zhao Xuan!" Ah Su lay on the edge of the stage worriedly, she stretched out her hand with great effort, but she couldn't reach the other party at all.

Seeing a thunder whip coming again, he closed his eyes and whispered, "Sister." ”

Sister, this time I really can't escape.

There was no movement for a long time, Zhao Xuan opened his eyes and saw a person blocking in front of him.

It's like the figure that stood in front of me many years ago.

When he saw the man turn around, he stretched out his hand to him and said exactly the same thing as he had said then.

"Get up!"