Leng Xuan thought for a while and suddenly asked: "Do you know where I come from?" Ziya shook his head and said: "I don't know." Leng Xuan asked tentatively: "Don't you want to know?" Ziya continued.
He shook his head and said: "I don't want to know, I just want to know if you can help us Mongolian people."
Leng Xuan gave a bitter smile. He knew without thinking that Ziya and the others' minds must be controlled by the illusion. At that moment, he stopped raising the question and asked instead: "If it's convenient, can you tell me what that treasure is?"
?" Ziya hesitated for a moment and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, only the leader of the Mengya clan knows about that treasure, and outsiders are not allowed to tell it." Leng Xuan waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter." After saying that, he continued: "By the way,
I want to ask if you have ever heard of the Dragon Meteor Sword." Ziya said strangely: "Dragon Meteor Sword? We don't seem to have that kind of thing here." Hearing what she said, Leng Xuan couldn't help but feel helpless. Originally, he
He still thought that the Mongolian tribe could provide some clues, but now it seems that he can only find it by himself. Thinking of this, he stood up and said: "Okay, after bothering you for so long, it's time for me to say goodbye." Ziya was stunned.
He was stunned and said in surprise: "Aren't you going to help us deal with the Wu Clan?" Leng Xuan replied: "You Mengya Clan and Wu Clan each insist on their own opinions, saying that the other party does evil first. I really don't know what to do.
Who do you believe? Besides, as an outsider, I feel there is no need for me to participate in the struggle between your two races."
Hearing this, Ziya said with disappointment on his face: "Well, if that's the case, then I won't force you. I'll send you out." After leaving the Mongolian village, Leng Xuan looked back at Ziya, only to see the other party.
He looked at him expectantly, as if hoping that he would change his mind. Sighing secretly, Leng Xuan cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your hospitality. In return, I have something to tell you, which may be useful to you." Ziya
Asked: "What's the matter?" Leng Xuan said: "I overheard Wu Yang's conversation before, and they seemed to be preparing to summon the witch god." After hearing this, Ziya's expression suddenly changed, and his face was full of nervousness as he said: "
Are you sure?" Leng Xuan nodded and said, "It's absolutely true." Ziya pursed her lips and bowed, "Thank you for telling me." After saying that, she said no more and turned back to the village.
After watching her leave, Leng Xuan stretched out his figure and quickly disappeared into the forest.
One night passed. In the early morning of the next day, when the sky was just bright, Leng Xuan started to take action. Now he still had two days. If he could not find the Dragon Meteor Sword within two days, then he would have to admit defeat. Time passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye
Half a day passed, but Leng Xuan still found nothing. This jungle was too vast, and Leng Xuan didn't know where to start. He just wandered around by chance. Seeing the time gradually passing by, Leng Xuan couldn't help but become anxious.
.At this moment, Leng Xuan was flying alone in the forest, with his spiritual consciousness fully activated, searching for the whereabouts of the Dragon Meteor Sword. At this moment, a scream suddenly reached his ears from not far away. His heart sank, and he quickly accelerated
With great speed, he jumped to a high place. After looking around for a few times, his eyes quickly locked on a few men. He saw that the men were naked from the waist up, with strange patterns engraved on their skin. Look.
They were obviously members of the Mongolian tribe. Beside them, two middle-aged men were lying.