Madam, she always wants to bring trouble to the world

Chapter 514
The Bingjiao has been guarding in the cold pool, Ye Yunshen is not easy to do it, if the Xuezhi plant is destroyed by their fight, it will not be worth the loss.

As for the Ice Flood Dragon, it must be killed with one blow, or lured out and cut to death.

But this ice jellyfish has been born with intelligence, it stared at Xuezhi without turning away, it would not be fooled by ordinary methods, it was difficult for Ye Yunshen to lure it out.

He did understand why Leader Yin told him to kill Bingjiao. If he took Xuezhi away, Bingjiao would be angry, and the people in Guining Village and nearby places would suffer.

This ice dragon is not a good stubble.

Therefore, Ye Yunshen could only wait and see, while meditating on countermeasures, to see how to ensure that the ice dragon could be killed under the premise that Xuezhi could be picked.

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"The shame of our family should be remembered by the younger generation."

"One day, half-life tombs will appear in the Land of Longevity, and the dead clansmen will rest in peace there."

"Leave, we want to leave, we don't accept the control of any foreigners, we want to leave!"

"Take the half-life tomb and return to the Land of Longevity..."

Scenes of pictures flashed in her mind, Feng Qingyan felt that she couldn't hold back her agitated heart, this memory picture gave her the same feeling as the words Banshengzhong gave her.

It turns out that this place is really not born from an illusion.

Just now this bead recorded the existence of half-life tombs, the past of thousands of years, and the whole process of people digging graves here hundreds of years ago.

The half-life tombs are the graves of the half-life clansmen. The half-life clan appeared in this world thousands of years ago, and people from all over the world rose up to attack them. Tens of millions of half-life clan members were killed and injured, and they were all buried in the forest opened up by using weapons.

The leader of the Bansheng clan set up a stone tablet and wrote the words Bansheng Tomb with his blood of hatred.

Most of the people inside are very vague, can't see the specific appearance, and the speech is intermittent, not coherent, she doesn't know why this is so, she can only judge by the sentence and the scene in the picture.

But what does it have to do with the Soul Race?
The question flashed in her mind again, but she didn't know it.There are indeed mentions of the soul race in it, but very few, Feng Qingyan can only make a guess in her heart.

"You..." Warcraft called out to her.

Feng Qingyan turned her head and looked at it. When her eyes touched it and saw its ugly, hairless appearance, she couldn't help frowning.

In fact, the Warcraft in the picture in my mind does not look like this, but a tiger with wings. It looks majestic and majestic, similar to a white tiger, but later, somehow, it turned into this ugly look.

She couldn't tell it was a tiger at all now.

She raised her hand, pointed to the bead in the pond where the light had become much weaker, and asked it: "That's why you brought me here? So you want to go out?"

Through those pictures, Feng Qingyan not only knew the past of the Half-Life Clan thousands of years ago, but also knew that this place was opened up by magic tools, just like space.

Unfortunately, the magic weapon was robbed.

The monsters have been guarding here for thousands of years, after several generations, but in the end because of an invasion of outsiders, not only the graves were dug out, but even the big monsters died, leaving only it and its mother.

At that time, it was still very small, and its mother took it to hide in this cave. Those people escaped because they couldn't enter the cave, but its mother died later.

The half-life tomb was destroyed once, and although they defended it to the death, they still failed to fulfill their mission of protecting it.

The magic weapon was taken away by someone, and both the half-life tomb and the magical beast fell into the hands of others, but because that person was not a member of the half-life clan, so even if he took the magic weapon away, he would not be able to obtain the real recognition and ability to use the magic weapon.

It has been a beast here for hundreds of years, so its character seems innocent, but it is difficult to trust others.

And the reason why she believed in Feng Qingyan was because of blood.

The mission of the monster is condensed in the blood. When it knew that someone broke in and lit a fire, it rushed out immediately to kill Feng Qingyan, and insisted on putting it out regardless of the damage of Wujinghuo. it.

It used to be unable to protect this place well, but now it does not allow the fire to burn the coffins of the clansmen.

And the reason why it brought her here was not only to let her know about the past, but also to use her to take back the magic weapon and let the half-life tomb return to the half-life clan.

Sure enough, the wild nodding of the monster verified Feng Qingyan's thoughts, it hoped to return to the half-life clan, so that these clansmen could be buried again.

Feng Qingyan lowered her eyes, and sighed a little tiredly: "Then do you know who took away the magic weapon?"

If she knew, then it would be easy to say that if she directly found that person and killed him, she should not be a good person if she could do such a thing as digging a grave.

Of course, the premise is that she can beat it.

But this time, Warcraft shook his head in confusion.

It doesn't know who took it.

It was so young at the time, and many things were not understood. Even this bead was specially condensed by its mother to let others know about the past, but they didn't know about the rest.

Now, Feng Qingyan didn't want to ask anymore.

She squatted down by the pond again, and gently wiped the blood around her wound with a white cloth dipped in water. The incision was not too deep, but some flesh was still uncovered, which was a bit hideous compared to her white and flawless little hands.

The wound was easy to open, and blood flowed out again after a while. She applied some medicine, and then took out a clean white cloth to bandage the wound again.

She hurt her left hand, but it didn't really bother her.

"Get out." The monster pushed her back with its hoof again, and when she was squatting by the pond, she supported the ground with her right hand in time so as not to fall into the pond.

As soon as she turned her head, she looked at it with a cold gaze: "Put down your claws, this is very dangerous."

So, the monster who understood the words stepped back.

Feng Qingyan withdrew her gaze, and after bandaging the wound, she stood up, took another look at the less bright beads in the pond, then turned and walked out.

In fact, there is one thing she didn't tell others, since she came out from Youling, she found that her own blood has changed, the small bottle of blood she showed Lianyi before was her own, and she has been hiding it from them.

Later, she discovered that the blood power on the stele could actually resonate with her own emotions.

She had too many thoughts in her heart, but she couldn't verify them, so she cut her own hand. Half of her blood was the blood of the Great Moon Clan. When she saw the reaction of the monster, she knew that she was right.

Because of the blood, the monsters regarded her as one of their own people.

Regardless of whether this is the half-life cemetery or the soul cemetery, her blood has connected her with this place.

"Go, where?" Warcraft asked her in a low voice, and then slowly followed her.

"Get out of here." Feng Qingyan said four words in a calm and steady voice without any emotional ups and downs.

"Leave..." the beast hesitated to speak, its idea was very simple, but it didn't dare to say it clearly.

Feng Qingyan stopped, a little convinced, turned around, looked at it and said, "I will try my best."

The matter of the ghost clan is the most important thing, Feng Qingyan wants to find a solution to the ghost clan, she doesn't particularly want to care about what the monster said, but maybe because of the blood in her body, a certain string in her heart was touched .

In fact, she still has another thought, if the blood of the Great Moon Clan is related to the Half-Life Clan, then does the Half-Life Clan have something to do with the Soul Clan and Ghost Clan?

Moreover, she suspects that the half-life clan is the soul clan.

(End of this chapter)