In the vast northern desert, several thunderbolts pierced the night sky, and the rumbling thunder was deafening, and it rained in a short time.

Ye Huang of the Fire Clan stood on top of the head of the "Bailian Giant Python", and there were more than ten people in the Fire Clan standing on the huge and wide python, obviously aware that Ye Huang was angry, but no one dared to speak. One by one, the stout giant trees were swept by the python's body, and the speed seemed to be extremely fast, chasing after Liu Zifeng and the others where they passed.

"It's really damn it, but I forgot that this Mo Fan had been to the Hantian Clan, and he actually recognized that person, and almost ruined my big thing, this time I will go back and let the patriarch negotiate with the Jin Clan, this bastard is too lawless......"

The sound of angry scolding came from the front, and several Fire Clan people were even more silent, looking around, for fear that something would be omitted and make the leader unhappy.

As the "Bai Lian Giant Python" sneaked away, a pair of lantern-sized eyes on the python's head were even more red, Ye Huang looked upbeat when he saw this, and beckoned to a few people behind him: "Cheer up, those people are not far from us, and in half an hour, we will be able to catch up with them, remember not to take it lightly, understand?"

A few people behind him said respectfully, although they had some contempt for this scout who had just been valued by the patriarch of the Fire Clan, they also knew the severity of the situation, and they were all in good spirits.

A hundred miles away, the fortune of fortune was a big crime at this time, and the hot feeling that had gradually faded hit again at this moment, not to mention that with the tracking of the "Bailian Giant Python", the burning feeling was like a wave, high and low, and tortured him to death, and he felt that his whole body was not his own.

Liu Zifeng has been paying attention to the fortune telling, at this time, seeing that he is no longer chattering, the trajectory of flying in the air is up and down, and he found something strange when he landed, and asked: "Destiny, hold on for another hour, this anomaly will disappear, stabilize your mind, there is something terrible behind us chasing us." ”

The fortune of fortune was miserable, so he could only nod vigorously at Liu Zifeng, and a burst of remorse rose in his heart, secretly scolding himself for being too careless.

At this moment, after the thunder, the rain poured down, and in the blink of an eye, the four of them were soaked. While controlling the Gu worms, Absolute Shadow said: "This direction is towards the Tu Clan, once we reach the Tu Clan's realm, the people of the Fire Clan will not dare to act rashly, and we will be safe at that time." ”

Saying this, the next moment Absolutely Wuying's face turned white, staring at a canyon not far ahead, and his voice said hurriedly: "Not good, that evil beast is too fast, we will be caught up before we reach the territory of the Tu tribe, let's go to that canyon first, I think that no matter how fast this evil beast is, it will be greatly discounted in the canyon." ”

Liu Zifeng's face tightened, knowing that this was a life-and-death moment, and he flew towards the canyon without hesitation.

Dozens of miles behind the four of them, Ye Huang showed excitement on his face, as if he had seen the whereabouts of Liu Zifeng and a few others. However, the direction of the "Bailian Python" under his feet was deflected, but it galloped towards the right front.

Ye Huang looked stunned, pinched his chin and thought for a moment, his face was cloudy, and he muttered: "Could it be that these people have discovered my tracking? Sure enough, it's not simple, but in this northern desert land...... Hmm? Isn't that going in ......?"

Thinking of this, Ye Huang's expression became a lot more ugly, so he simply sat down, patted the giant python's head, and urged: "Faster!"

The giant python hissed, swayed its huge body, and rampage more and more lawlessly in the mountains and forests. Rao is like this, Ye Huang's face is still not good, and he said silently: "These few foreigners who don't know the depths don't know much about the Northern Desert, and they actually passed towards that forbidden place......

Sure enough, as expected, half an hour later, the "Bailian Python" stopped at the periphery of a canyon. From the outside, it looks like a high mountain has been split in half by external forces, and it looks extremely narrow, revealing only a secluded path.

Ye Huang jumped off the python, and the "Bailian Giant Python" suddenly turned into a ruler-sized and wrapped around his arm. Looking at the dark path ahead, Ye Huang's face was solemn, he hesitated for a moment, and finally his face turned ruthless, as if he had made up his mind, and said coldly: "Let's go in!"

Behind him, a few people from the Fire Clan did not move, and one of them, a man of about forty or so, paused for a moment and hesitated: "Ye Huang, those few foreigners have entered here, is it worth our adventure......?"

Ye Huang paused, his face twitched, and he hated Mo Fan even more in his heart. If he hadn't delayed his efforts, he would have taken down Liu Zifeng and a few people at this time. I saw him turn around and say to a few people: "The 'Han Silkworm Heavenly Maiden' has entered the Black Death Forbidden Land, do you think we should chase it in?"

More than a dozen Fire Clan people hesitated for a moment, gritted their teeth, and looked at Ye Huang's figure that was about to disappear, but finally followed quickly.

......

Somewhere in the Northern Desert, the territory of the Mu Tribe.

In a humble hut, the lights are still shining. The house was simply furnished, with only a wooden bed and a futon, and in one corner of the room was a two-foot-sized flower pot, in which grew an unknown strange plant, without branches, about half a foot high, and only two green leaves at the top.

At this moment, Qing Luo, the priest of the wood clan, was standing in front of the flower pot, raising his hand with one hand, and the slightest spiritual power emitted a faint halo, pouring into the strange plant little by little.

Looking closely, except for the two green leaves, all the spiritual power was absorbed by the thick branches of the plant, and this scene lasted for a moment, until one of the two leaves suddenly fell, and the Qingluo priest stopped his movements and carefully picked up the leaf from the flower pot.

Sticking the leaf to the center of his eyebrows, the priest of Qingluo concentrated on it, and his face was cloudy. After a long time, the original green leaves seemed to have gone through late autumn, and the color quickly dimmed, and in a blink of an eye, they turned yellow, and they were no longer half angry.

Qingluo sighed, his eyes were dark, and his rickety back was a little desolate, turned around and walked to the futon, and sat down cross-legged.

I don't know how long it took, the door creaked open, and a figure flashed, it was the patriarch of the Mu clan. Still dressed in cloth, he walked up to the priest of Qingluo and asked suspiciously: "High priest, call me over at this hour, but what is the important matter?"

Priest Qingluo nodded slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "It is indeed an important matter, the 'Han Silkworm Heavenly Maiden' has returned, and the Jin Clan and the Fire Clan have already begun to act!"

The patriarch of the Mu clan was shocked when he heard this, then exhaled, sat cross-legged in front of the Qingluo priest, and said in a deep voice: "Sure enough, a few days ago, I felt that the Jin clan and the fire clan were about to move, but I didn't expect it to be the return of the 'Han Silkworm Heavenly Maiden'." So, that's a good thing for us?"

Qingluo shook his head and said lightly: "The situation is not good, the 'Han Silk......worm Heavenly Maiden' is still shallow, she was already a dying person at the beginning, but she didn't know what method she used to escape from death, it is the favor of God to be able to save her life, where can the Tao still be diligent?

The patriarch of the Mu clan was in a hurry, and hurriedly asked, "How can this be? Doesn't she know that the Mu clan has always supported her?"

Qing Luo snorted, looking inconvenient, and said slowly: "When the tragedy happened back then, the 'Han Silkworm Heavenly Maiden' was only five years old, and in the Cold Heaven Clan, how could she know these things?

The patriarch of the Mu clan was stunned, and he lost his temper when he landed, and he couldn't say a word. Seeing this, Qing Luo's face suddenly welled up with a hint of kindness, and he continued: "'Han Silkworm Heavenly Maiden' is something I watched grow up, and your father made a big mistake back then, but he also paid the price of his life. Now, as the patriarch of the Mu clan, you have been convinced by the people of the clan, and of course you are in charge of how to choose. ”

The patriarch of the Mu clan changed his face again, and suddenly bowed to Qingluo, and bowed: "Lord Priest, how to decide this matter should be decided by you." ”

Qingluo smiled slightly, waved his hand and said: "Aoki, you get up, I am now old, my body is not as good as day by day, and I intend to hand over the trivial matters of the clan to you, why do you still shirk like this?

Aoki, the patriarch of the Mu clan, got up, looked at Qingluo's empty eyes, and the old rickety figure, and a burst of sadness flashed in his heart for no reason.

Qingluo seemed to be able to sense his mood change, smiled again, and said slowly: "Don't worry, it won't be a problem to persist for a few years." Although the 'Han Silkworm Heavenly Maiden' is in danger, she has no worries about her life, and there are strange people beside her, who can turn evil into good fortune. We should also take action, tomorrow you will send a few people from the clan to secretly investigate the whereabouts of the 'Han Silkworm Heavenly Maiden' in the name of searching for medicinal herbs. Remember, this matter should not be made public, the water tribe is far away, and the attitude of the Tu tribe is still unknown, so we need to consider this matter in the long run. ”

Aoki nodded, glanced at Qingluo, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Lord Priest, now the people of the Six Clans are considered half of the human race, except for the individual who still have the qi and blood of the demon clan in their bodies, they are no different from the human race...... That 'Han Silkworm Heavenly Maiden', is it really a complete demon clan?"

Qing Luo's face changed, and even his body trembled, and he was silent for a long time before he said softly: "If it weren't for what happened back then, the 'Han Silkworm Heavenly Maiden' would be the next god!"

Aoki nodded, although Qingluo did not directly return to his question, but the meaning in these two sentences was extremely obvious. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little admiration for the "Han Silkworm Heavenly Maiden" I had never met, and said sincerely: "Sure enough, it's a heavenly asset, no wonder it will make the six clans so crazy!"

Qingluo's expression returned to normal, and when he heard this, he smiled and said, "Aoki, talent is just a thing favored by the gods, but perseverance is the foundation of cultivation. In this world, whether it is a god or a mortal, the unquenchable fire of the heart is a precious thing. All your past efforts have been seen by God, and he will repay you one day. ”

Aoki's expression was straight, and he said softly, "Yes, God will always favor those who work hard......"