At the same time, on the other end of the Wanyuan Plain, the group entered the plains, leading by a handsome boy.
The boy seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, but his height was no different from that of an adult man. He was wearing a blue samurai robe and his heroic face, vaguely exuding a unique charm of the superior.
After entering the plains, the boy in blue seemed a little upset and couldn't help but stop.
Seeing this, the warriors behind him stopped in an orderly manner.
However, looking at the endless plain in front of them and the young men who suddenly stopped, they all felt puzzled.
"Young Master, why don't you leave?"
After entering, a thin old man in blue asked behind the boy in blue.
The old man was covered in white hair and wrinkles on his face. His body became slightly bent under the destruction of time, but his eyes were filled with sharp light.
Behind the old man, dozens of serious warriors stood like javelins, standing proudly on the edge of the plain like an untiring machine.
But the sand and dust on them exposed their long journey.
"Respecting the elderly, I have an unknown feeling."
The young man, known as the young master, looked at the vastness in front of him and replied anxiously.
Upon hearing this, the old man stepped forward, stood beside the boy, and said to him with his head tilted, "Young Master, are you worried about Wanyan Yaoliang?"
The boy shook his head and said, "I won't doubt my friend, what I worry about is the royal family."
After saying that, the young man took out an ancient animal skin from his arms, looked at it with a serious mood, and then felt silence again.
"Young Master, don't worry too much. All the royal family found is the broken picture on Wanyan Yaoliang's hand. As long as we move fast enough, maybe we have obtained the ruins and they haven't found the specific location yet."
The old man comforted him, but his expression was equally solemn.
The boy in blue turned his head indifferently and looked at the old man and said, "It won't be that simple. The opening of the ancient ruins will inevitably lead to big moves. Maybe there will be strange phenomena from the sky. It is not difficult for the royal family to discover the specific location. On their hands, there is a map inside the ruins. Maybe after entering the ruins, they will come from behind."
When the old man heard this, he remained silent. After a long time, he spoke: "Don't worry, Master, with me here, I will protect you from anything."
The old man said, turned his head to the warriors behind him and said, "Stay on the spot and continue to set out after half an hour."
"Don't, let's continue to rush, and if we get late, we will change." The young man said lightly.
"Then let's go and see the environment first." The old man answered and took a step forward.
Although the others looked tired, they did not complain and followed the old man and the young man to the depths of the plain.
About half an hour later, the crowd arrived at a huge mine and stopped moving forward.
The boy looked at the empty plain and frowned and said, "This is the agreed place, but Xiaoliang and the others have not arrived yet. Will they encounter any accidents?"
"Young Master, are you saying that they met the royal family?" The old man asked with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"I don't know, but with Xiaoliang's personality, he will not be late. Moreover, they came here from Wangyue City, closer than us."
The old man nodded silently and said solemnly: "If that is the case, it means we have lost another strength, the royal family and the others..."
"No matter what, we must find the remains. The Qing family cannot continue like this." The young man said in a deep voice.
A breeze blew up from the plain, blew the clothes of everyone and the hair of the boy. The old man looked at the boy deeply, as if his face was a peerless scenery.
"Young Master, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Some things can't be changed."
The old man's tone contained a hint of mistyness.
The young man turned his head again and looked at the old man and said, "Respecting the old man, why do you say this? As the children of the Qing family, shouldn't we fight for the family?"
The old man nodded silently and shook his head again, not knowing what he wanted to express.
The boy was about to speak, but he heard a warrior say in a deep voice: "Beware, someone!"
Hearing this, the old man flashed, and his thin body suddenly burst out at a speed that was extremely unattached to his surface. He instantly flashed and pulled the boy into the mine.
However, they did not fall straight down, and a long sword was stably inserted into the edge of the mine. The two stood on the sword body one by one and the other, revealing only half of their heads on the ground, looking from afar in the direction pointed by the warrior.
Everyone else was lying on the ground, with sharp eyes looking in the same direction.
What appeared in their eyes were dozens of figures with wings on their backs, flying slowly in the low altitude like big birds.
"That's...the Winged Humans!" the old man said in a deep voice.
"What's going on? How come so many winged human races are in the Dongyue Continent?" The young man frowned secretly.
The old man looked at the flowing figures in the distance and said in a deep voice: "Do they also know about the ancient ruins?"
"It's very likely, otherwise it wouldn't have appeared here, and it was at this time."
The boy said, looking at the winged figure in the distance without blinking an eye.
"What should we do? We have already been very reluctant to deal with the royal family. Now there is an additional Winged Man clan." A warrior asked.
The old man looked back at him and said, "Everyone is in the pit, waiting for an opportunity to move, to see if we can let the Winged Man meet the royal family first, and we will reap the benefits of the Fisherman."
The boy relaxed his brows first, but then he frowned tightly: "What I worry about is that they are in the same group."
When the old man heard this, his body was slightly shocked: If that was the case, let alone getting a piece of the pie, it would be a problem whether he could take his young master away safely.
"Young master, why don't we retreat. If it's true as you said, if we get involved, we can get out of it without any loss." The old man persuaded.
"That won't be that even if they are in the same group, they can only be in harmony with each other's appearance, otherwise they will not appear separately."
The boy in blue paused and continued: "It is naturally impossible to unite the two major forces. Both sides are for the benefit of interests. In the face of interests, all alliances are fake."
He spoke indifferently, but no one knew whether he was referring to the union of the royal family and the Winged Humans, or everything else.
When the old man heard this, he nodded thoughtfully, turned his head to look at the young man and said, "Young Master, you have changed."
"Um?"
The young man blue looked at the old man in a little astonishment, as if wondering why the other party suddenly said such things.
But the old man did not give the answer, but just shook his head, silently continued to look at the Winged Man in the distance, but the picture in front of him almost made him scream!
The figures circling in the low altitude disappeared all during the moment when they were distracted!