The inexplicable existence hidden in the dark had just escaped, and several thunderstorms, fire, ice wind, and thunder roared. More than a dozen old men of the wild tribe rushed to Ying Xiu'er with panic expressions and hurriedly greeted Ying Xiu'er.

Two irritable clan elders carried long swords and shouted loudly, chasing in the direction where the sound had just disappeared.

Ying Xiu'er quietly looked at the direction of the two clan elders chasing and waved her hand gently: "It's from Chujiabao."

After hesitating for a while, Ying Xiuer shook her head and whispered: "Maybe, she is not from Chujiabao. However, she must be inseparable from Chujiabao."

The elders of the clan looked at Ying Xiu'er very seriously.

Ying Xiu'er smiled indifferently and said softly: "Give orders to let all the tribe members be careful. Perhaps they can't hold back the people we have been wary of. Calculate the days, it's time for them to gradually take action."

In the camp, the elites of the Ying clan were quietly mobilized, and layers of heavy armored soldiers surrounded the camp where Ying Xiu'er was located. Several mammoths were stationed in all directions, and a thick yellow barrier enveloped the tents where Ying Xiu'er lived.

Twelve totem poles three meters high were erected outside Ying Xiu'er's tent. The totem poles that were densely carved with countless patterns of wind, clouds, water, and dragons flying into the sky radiated a faint light. People in the nearby camp suddenly felt as if their hearts were pressed by huge rocks, and they felt indescribable.

In a hurry, the Ying clan had already laid out the strongest defensive restrictions they could set up when they marched.

Ying Xiu'er breathed a sigh of relief and took a few maids into her tent. Just as she was about to rest, a smooth yellow-haired mountain rat crawled out from under Ying Xiu'er's desk, and her two front paws held a small scroll of paper and placed it at Ying Xiu'er's feet.

There were shocks all night, and several maids were about to exclaim, but Ying Xiu'er had already asked for a shout and held back the maids' screams.

Ying Xiu'er turned around and looked at the totem pole that was standing at the door of the tent, then looked at the fat mountain rat lying calmly at her feet. Her beautiful little face twitched slightly, and her eyes became a little more solemn.

Whether the mountain rat had been hiding in her tent before or had been deployed with these defensive measures before getting in, the ability of this mountain rat to appear here proves that someone could threaten her safety at any time.

"A little mountain rat!" Ying Xiu'er smiled, picked up the paper roll and slowly unfolded it.

On the scroll of paper, a line of small characters was written in small fly heads and extremely neat strokes: Young Master Ying, dare you meet? The story of eighteen years ago was the day when the truth was revealed. If you dare or wish, please follow the rat.

‘Please follow the rat’!

Ying Xiu'er smiled, closed her fingers and crushed the paper roll, bent down and grabbed the mountain rat, and pulled his rat's whiskers hard.

The mountain rat squeaked, shook its tail, and knocked Ying Xiu'er's fingers a few times.

"Let the Shangyun clan and the Shangyun clan follow me to meet this interesting person. In addition, bring hundreds of Black Dragon Guards to support him in the rear." Ying Xiu'er smiled and looked at the well-behaved mountain rat and said softly: "It's so interesting. Who will your master be?"

A quarter of an hour later, Ying Xiu'er, wearing a large cloak, quietly left the camp under the escort of two old men from Shangyun and Shangjun. A few miles behind them, a hundred wild guards wearing heavy armor and wearing relief black dragon masks followed behind with hundreds of agile and ferocious war beasts.

A few dozen miles away from the Manghuang Camp, it was just under the thousand-foot cliff in the Chujiabao battlefield during the day. The mountain rat leading the way rushed here panting, and his body whirled under a rock, and penetrated into a hole and ran without a trace.

The surroundings were so dark that there were no five fingers. Only Shang Yun and the two old men of Shang Feng held a white pearl the size of a fist in their palms, emitting strong white light to illuminate the land several feet apart.

Ying Xiu'er tightened her cloak, and the Canglong shedding a shell picture silently spitting out water mist and floating behind her. She looked at the towering cliff in front of her and shouted softly: "Why don't your friend who sends the letter come out to meet people?"

Above the thousand-foot cliff, Agou gradually put down the cliffs with plates of connected vines. Chu Tian wrapped his vines around his waist and gradually landed on the cliff dozens of feet above the ground.

He found a slightly protruding rock to stand still, squatted on the rocks and looked down at Ying Xiuer and his group.

"Young Master Ying, you have good methods and great skills. The top figures of the three states in Jizhou, Minzhou, and Miaozhou are played with by you in your palms. Tsk tsk, if the news here is transmitted back to Dajin Capital, Grand Secretary Zhou, and Master Xun, they will have no shame to see anyone."

Chu Tian spoke frivolously haha.

Ying Xiuer immediately heard Chu Tian’s voice, she frowned and said in a deep voice: “Chu Tian? Chu’s head?”

In a daze, Ying Xiu'er laughed, and she looked up at Chu Tian, ​​who was standing dozens of feet high, and could not even see the rough figure clearly. She smiled with a bit of provocative intention: "Cha Chu dared to kidnap Sister Yan'er and took the opportunity to escape... Why didn't Chu Chu's courage meet me today?"

"I'm afraid of death, so it's better not to be too close to Young Master Ying." Chu Tian said with a smile: "Master Zhou must have been urging Young Master Ying to take down my head these days, right? With Young Master Ying's methods and nature, in order for the 32 wealthy families in the Great Jin Dynasty to attack Chujia Fort wholeheartedly, he must also want to take down my head."

"So, it's safe to speak like this!" Chu Tian took out a windproof candle used by the fisherman in Baipython River to ignite it, and inserted it into a crack in the rock beside him.

A faint candlelight illuminated half of Chu Tian's body, and his face was still hidden in the darkness.

Ying Xiu'er looked at Chu Tian, ​​who was wearing black clothes and standing on the dark cliff, shook her head helplessly: "Okay. Chu's head used this method to attract me. If you want to say anything, just say it!"

"About the things eighteen years ago!" Chu Tian said hurriedly: "I have mastered some truths that may only be I know in the world. So, I hope to know some things that may only be you, Young Master Ying."

"The truth?" Ying Xiu'er pursed her lips slightly and nodded gently: "What kind of truth? What do you want to know?"

Shang Yun, Shang Feng was like two fierce old hunting dogs, standing next to Ying Xiu'er, calm and ruthless eyes staring at Chu Tian, ​​as if he could rush out at any time.

If Chu Tian hadn't been standing on a cliff dozens of feet above the ground and nearly a hundred feet high, these two old men might have probably rushed up.

"I want to know... what does Young Master Ying know about those non-humans?" Chu Tian said softly: "For example, there is a kind of non-human who hides themselves in the human body. After killing them, they will turn into a yin energy and merge into the world. What exactly are they?"
Chapter completed!