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Chapter 20: Tracing back to the incident

 Hundreds of rays of light and flames shot from everywhere, mixed with countless poisonous powder and hidden weapons, and hit Zhikarizhen like a violent storm.

It stands to reason that he has captured the Golden Palace Illustrated Book, and this dragon boat race should be over. But everyone is so greedy, how can they be willing to give up? For a moment, Zhi Shouzhen felt only howling sounds and billowing air waves coming from all directions.

Like soup, the surrounding snakes, fish, and insects exploded into meat paste, and blood splashed out like a waterfall.

Whether it was the One-Step Curse of the Forbidden Figurine Sacrifice, or the Immobilization Curse, he could not cast it because his body could not withstand the backlash of so many people. Instead, he could use the Escape Curse to help him escape.

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However, the traces of the Escape Curse are too conspicuous. Once the witch heritage is revealed, the trouble will only be greater.

If he were to fight hard with his sword, he would definitely be unable to block everyone's combined attacks. The only way to survive was to jump into the river. But it's not that time yet.

"The Golden Que Illustration is very involved, and Bian Wuya has a deliberate plan. Even if we seize the Golden Que Illustration, it will still be difficult to successfully send it back to the sect. If we are surrounded by others and seek reinforcements, it will only be wasted.

The sect’s manpower. So once you succeed, the sect’s secret lurking in the Zhangshui River will release a signal. At that time, you..." Zhi Shouzhen held the silk bamboo sword in his hand, and the words of Taishang Shenxiao Sect flashed in his mind.

Contents of the secret note.

The other six people in the bamboo forest secretly screamed that something was wrong, and they rushed over in their boats. Shi Tao glanced at the four beautiful women in the distance, and thought to himself, the Xiang Concubine Temple is deliberately showing goodwill to us, and must have something to ask for. Could it be that the Chu Kingdom has invaded?

What accident?

"It seems that there is no need for me to take action for the time being." On the Four Royal Boats, Qinglong smiled faintly, and the dragon boat followed the Six Sons of the Bamboo Forest without any delay.

The offensive is overwhelming.

Zakari has still not decided whether to escape by diving.

But his huge mental power has been extended, and he can accurately detect the direction, attributes, strength, sequence and changes of each attack. They are reflected one by one on the mirror of Taishang's mind, clearly and every detail.
He could even sense that after half a snap of his fingers, the first attack to arrive came from the front left. It was Zhu Yan's lunar light. The light was like the clear moonlight. Not only was it extremely fast, it was also turning and fluctuating in mid-air.

Contains triple feminine changes.

The second attack that arrived came from the dragon boat on the side. It was the ice sword energy slashed by Geng Zhao from Taihang Mountain. The white light was sharp and heartbreaking. The blade made a tearing sound when it broke through the air, as if it was about to kill him and the boat together.

Split in half.

Immediately afterwards, there is a pink mist at the rear right, which is fragrant and contains evil and poisonous gas. It is the Peach Blossom Miasma from Sanxiu Zheng Liuxiang.

Then it’s straight ahead again...

Hundreds of attacks flowed all over the sky, each changing, like a piece of bamboo leaf blown by the strong wind, showing a variety of postures.

Picture of bamboos broken by cold wind!

In an instant, Zhi Shouzhen had a flash of inspiration, and Jiang Yan's picture of bamboo folding in the cold wind appeared in his mind!

"Is this the wild Bailing Mountain?"

Standing on a jagged piece of rubble, Xiao Yehe asked.

He has a thin build, dark complexion, and long eyebrows that look like thick ink, making his face look even colder and darker. His dark owl feathers flutter in the wind, giving off a strange colorful luster under the blazing midday sun.

Several local natives knelt at the foot of Xiaoye River. When they saw his sharp sword-like eyes, they couldn't help but feel frightened and frightened. Their chests felt cold, as if they were struck by sword energy.

"Noble Lord of the Yu Clan, this place is Bailing Mountain." A leader of the Mahua Clan raised his head and replied tremblingly, with a flattering look on his ugly and hairy face, completely losing the fierceness of the past.

Looking around Xiaoye River, heaps of crumbling rocks formed large ruins, and the outline of the former mountain peaks could be vaguely seen. However, since the beginning of summer, there has been abundant rain in the wilderness, and countless weeds and vines have emerged from the gaps in the rocks, everywhere.

Growth and climbing have already covered up many traces.

It is extremely unlikely to trace back everything that happened that day.

"Noble Lord of the Yu Clan, a landslide suddenly occurred in Bailing Mountain at night. All the people on the mountain should have died. A group of our tribe happened to go up the mountain that night, and they were all gone." Ma Hua secretly glanced at Xiao Ye.

With a look on his face, He boldly added, "Early the next morning, we came to check carefully. We didn't find a single living person, not even a corpse."

The barbarian elder on the side quickly added: "In the past few years, we have been using the animal skins and meat from hunting to exchange the medicinal herbs they picked with the shaman tribe in Bailing Mountain. Their original big leader was named Zhiye. This person is not

He liked to talk a lot and looked very gloomy. I heard that he encountered a ferocious beast when he went out to collect medicine and was defeated and died. The successor leader was named Barre. His martial arts skills were good, but his temper was a bit arrogant. Zhino left more than ten people.

My 20-year-old son, whose name seems to be Zhi, is really lazy and eats all day long. He is a useless waste..."

Xiao Yehe glanced at the barbarian elder indifferently. There was a dark blue totem animal pattern on the elder's forehead. The shape was ferocious, surging with a rough and primitive power. The barbarians are also a barbaric humanoid race. Although they are the largest in number, they are spread all over the wilderness.

, but they were divided into various large and small tribes, fighting each other endlessly, and their power was not as powerful as that of the horse tribes, dog guards and other tribes.

"Noble Lord of the Yu Clan, Zhiye's son is Zhikarizhen. He likes to order some silks, porcelain and jewelry from us from Yunhuang, Jinchu. He is a complete prodigal..."

"He also likes to buy paintings and calligraphy and some erotic pictures. By the way, he also asked me to spend a lot of money to buy some biographies of Wang Ziqiao..."

The two people kneeling behind the barbarian elder explained in detail that they were salesmen from the human race. They went to Bailing Mountain to sell goods all the time and were more familiar with the village.

"Prince Qiao?" Xiao Yehe pondered for a moment. This man seemed to be a human alchemist with quite a reputation. Xiao Yehe came from the Xiao tribe and was the most respected Night Owl envoy in He Shiye.

We understand the situation.

Compared with the Que Division, which spies on intelligence and monitors the Eight Wildernesses, the Xiao Division is mainly responsible for examining and assassinating opponents of the Yu Clan. The Night Owl Envoys are the elites of the Xiao Division. They directly obey the orders of Xiang Guo He Shi Ye, and they are all known for their fierce killings.

He is the most terrifying dark swordsman of the Yu tribe.

This time, he was appointed by He Shiye to investigate the disappearance of Wu Qi from the Que Department in Bailing Mountain.

Xiao Yehe pondered for a moment, then turned to the man from the Wu clan standing by: "Xu He, what do you think?"

"Your Majesty Yehe." Emperor Xuhe shook his sleeves slightly and bowed slightly, imitating the elegant posture of the upper-ranking Yu clan.

He is a direct descendant of the Wu Clan and comes from the Emperor clan, the largest tribe in the Wu Clan's ancestral court. However, he is dressed the same as the Yu Clan: wearing a high crown of mutton-fat jade and a gorgeous ice silk fringed robe.

It is woven with exquisite gold thread flower arabesque patterns, tied with a jade belt, and inlaid with bright jewels and stones.

Even the dark hair of the Wu clan was dyed silver-white similar to that of the Hebu Yu clan with the juice of the silver dragon osmanthus.


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