Chapter 8: The Ancient Li Clan

Forget the taste of love in the world, and be crazy for the beauty for the rest of your life

"Do we want to solve these things?" Ouyang Jingsong saw Ruan Qingfeng turning around and leaving, and he didn't know whether these things should be left behind.

"I still think these things are too few. Why do you say you want to destroy them?" Ruan Qingfeng's mouth showed a cruel smile, "Let's leave some gifts for latecomers."

The few people continued to move forward, finally staying away from the disgusting place. Now Song Wan felt much more pleasing to seeing the bones all over the eyes.

The few people were silent all the way, each with their own thoughts, and only stopped until a fork in the road appeared in front of them.

"Where are we going?" The Demon Emperor seemed to have become accustomed to Ruan Qingfeng as the leader of the team.

"Wan'er, where are you going? Follow your feelings, we will go wherever your master is." Ruan Qingfeng did not make a decision this time and handed over the decision to Song Wan.

"Master..." Song Wan didn't feel the breath of clear water since she entered here, so she became irritable. Now she closed her eyes and sensed, capturing the faint and subtle sense between her and her master.

"Finished!" Song Wan's spiritual sense was deliberately restrained, but her sixth sense was particularly keen. She traveled countless times and captured Qingshui's thin figure, red eyes, and crazy killing made Song Wan wake up.

"My sister Wan, what's wrong with you?" The call from several people did not change to Song Wan's response. A Peng was anxious and grabbed Song Wan's right hand.

"No, nothing, I've found the master!" Song Wan, who woke up in pain, quickly concealed her emotions.

"Where?" Everyone looked at Song Wan. The only purpose of coming here was to find Qingshui who was lost in the tomb of his ancestors. Now that he knew the danger and weirdness of his ancestors' tombs, no one wanted to stay for a little longer.

"Follow me..." Song Wan said calmly, turned around and stepped into the passage on the left. What they didn't know was that before they entered a stick of incense on the left, Liu Lishan decisively chose the right side, and the eternal law of narrow enemies was broken.

"Has Master encountered some danger?" A Peng saw Song Wan a little dazed, and guessed that Qingshui might be something wrong.

"I don't know, Master is not in good condition." Song Wan was also a little confused and didn't know what was wrong. There was no trace of emotion in such a clear water.

"What's wrong?" Ouyang Jingsong came over when he heard the conversation between the two.

"I don't know either. I saw that the master's eyes were red, cold and ruthless except for his appearance, he could no longer recognize him." Song Wan's voice was already trembling.

"That kid has a crazy temperament in his bones. He has a killing heart. However, because he is a cultivator, the cultivator pays more attention to the experience of his mind, so this killing heart is buried. If he kills wildly, then something must have happened that he can't stand." Ouyang Jingsong knew from seeing Qingshui protect Song Wan in Jinxi that Qingshui was an extremely crazy person.

"Master should be with the two uncles. If something happens, then something may happen to the two uncles." Song Wan frowned. Dongfang Mingxuan and Zhibei Biyou treat themselves like younger generations, and the other is the love of his own sister. No matter what she wants to see if there is anything, she is not willing to see.

"Qingshui! Dongfang is fine, come and take a look!" Zhibei Biyou roared anxiously. He dared not touch Qingshui in such a state, nor could he get close to it. The Qilin Divine Sword flew around Qingshui, protecting Qingshui in the center.

"It's okay?" Qingshui, who had already lost consciousness and was manipulated by the heart of killing, suddenly felt a familiar will. The vague consciousness suddenly woke up. He just heard Dongfang Mingxuan's words, and the redness in his eyes gradually faded.

"It should be." Zhibei Biyou signaled Qingshui to come and see it himself. Sure enough, Dongfang Mingxuan, who had originally turned a little black, had now returned to his normal face, with a layer of fine beads of sweat hanging on his face.

"I didn't expect that there would be ten thousand years of corpse refining here. If I hadn't had a corpse pill here that temporarily suppressed the corpse poison, I'm afraid he would not have been able to last a stick of incense," Qingshui looked around, and there was a mess, with broken limbs and broken arms all over the ground. He would never have thought that he would have such a madness that would be so unreasonable.

"Fortunately I woke up in time, otherwise something might happen." Zhibei Biyou said with some fear.

"Wan'er is here..." Qing Shuijing's face finally fluctuated, and she smiled bitterly.

"What? How did she come from? It's very dangerous to have her cultivation here." Zhibei Biyou was also surprised, but thinking of Song Wan's cultivation and Qingshui's current state was completely decided by Song Wan alone. Zhibei Biyou's surprise turned into horror. If Song Wan had something to do, Qingshui would probably be crazy and no one could wake him up.

"She will be fine, and there are others who come together. Since Wan'er can awaken me with her spiritual sense, it means that her cultivation is fine." Qing Shui said quietly.

"How do you know?" Zhibei Biyou really doesn't understand.

"Feeling." Qingshui said coldly.

"Is your sixth sense accurate?" Zhibei Biyou expressed doubts.

"The sixth sense is not correct to you, but to Wan'er." Qingshui turned around and cleaned up the battlefield expressionlessly.

"I don't want Wan'er to know what happened just now, although she already knows a little." Qingshui saw Zhibei Biyou's gaze in confusion and said this, which was actually a reminder Zhibei Biyou not to talk nonsense in front of Song Wan.

"I know, I want to save face." Zhibei Biyou naturally knows what Qingshui is thinking.

"Sister Wan, don't worry, let's be careful." A Peng comforted him when he saw a layer of fine sweat beads on Song Wan's nose.

"Stop! There is something in front!" Ruan Qingfeng suddenly felt a cold breath coming.

Song Wan and others stopped and were soon surrounded by a group of monsters. This kind of thing was not considered a monster. In fact, it was something that was cut from the belly of the corpse before, but it was not the size of a baby, but the appearance of an adult.

The black snake tail is covered with a layer of brown scales, some of which are wearing simple clothes on the upper body are naked, while others are wrapped in leaves and clover vines.

"Have we met the savages of the Snake Humans?" Ouyang Jingsong said speechlessly.

After a whine in the opponent's camp, the group of people in the leader roared and rushed towards everyone with weapons like spears in their hands.

Ouyang Jingsong and the Demon Emperor also roared and rushed towards the savage camp. Halfway through, the Demon Emperor looked at the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, took off the tip of the halberd, and rushed into the middle of the savage with a stick.

After a while, everyone on the other side was knocked down. Given their previous experiences at the edge of the cold pond, the two did not cause any substantial damage to these savages.

"Are you humans or ghosts? Why are you here?" Song Wan stepped forward and asked withstood the disgusting feeling before.

"Yi Liha..." Another group of birds singing that everyone couldn't understand.

The few people looked at each other helplessly, and finally asked Ruan Qingfeng to take action and communicate directly with the person who looked like a leader among the monsters.

"Miracle, they are actually alive, and they have lived in the tombs of ancestors for generations. When they lifted the things beside the cold pond, they looked scared." Ruan Qingfeng felt a little surprised.

"Have they ever seen my master?" Song Wan asked anxiously.

"I asked, and they said we were the first group of outsiders they had met. There were many passages here, including another passage in the place where we came in before, but that place was even more dangerous." Ruan Qingfeng said.

"Grandpa, what should we do next?" Song Wan felt a little dazed and her head was no longer clear.

"Let's go to their tribe first to learn about the specific things, and then make plans." Ruan Qingfeng said, pointing to the wild people not far away.

"Didn't Liu Lishan come in first than us?" A Peng remembered what Ruan Qingfeng said that they were the first people to come in for thousands of years.

"Maybe I have taken another road, I hope that that road will be more difficult. He will not find your master and the others before us." Ouyang Jingsong frowned.

"Even if you find it, with Liu Lishan's current cultivation level, he may not be his master's opponent." Song Wan clearly knew that Qingshui had broken through through that slight connection.

"Have your master broken through again?" Ouyang Jingsong originally thought that he had won Qingshui this time, but he didn't expect Qingshui to break through again. He didn't know how much it broke through. Qingshui has achieved such achievements in just a few hundred years of cultivation, which has made Ouyang Jingsong envious.

"Well, I don't know how much I broke through. However, Grandpa Ouyang, you are not a match for Master, so don't mess with Master." Song Wan shuddered when she remembered Qingshui's condition.

"...How is that possible!" Ouyang Jingsong felt that he was about to vomit blood, "Little girl, are you slapping me?"

"If you don't believe it, you can compete with him when you see your master." Song Wan finally had a smile on her face, remembering that when she was in the mountain sacred mountain, Qingshui broke through to the Venerable realm. Ouyang Jingsong only challenged Qingshui with the cultivation level of the Demon Lord, but was beaten to the ground and fell into the water.

"...Purple Mo Raw Stone! Why do you still keep this thing?" Ouyang Jingsong saw a purple stone in Song Wan's hand flashing, and instantly seemed to have chicken blood injected, and was extremely excited.

"Isn't the Zimo raw stone used for memory? What's there?" Ruan Qingfeng became interested when he saw Ouyang Jingsong's reaction.

"No, nothing..." Ouyang Jingsong wanted to cover up the truth.

"I remember, I remember when I was in the mountain sacred mountain, Senior Ouyang competed with his master. At that time, Sister Wan was present. Senior Ouyang was a little embarrassed. It should be said that he was beaten by his master. Is it the scene there?" A Peng felt that it was very likely. When he saw Ouyang Jingsong's murderous eyes, he immediately confirmed his thoughts.
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