The city of Chuzhou was sealed off, and people began to search for Huang clan spies from house to house.
Hundreds of Yinghuang stones were distributed, and the Shentu family, including people from the Chu Palace, were all looking for them. However, after several days, not a single Huang clan member was found.
Some people wonder if Shentu Nantian is neurotic.
"I said yes, yes! My feeling is not wrong. I have seen the most pure-blooded Desolate Clan, and I have taken the pure-blooded Desolate Clan's blood elixir. I have a vague sense of the existence of the Desolate Clan.
Now I have sensed it, so there must be a Desolate tribe lurking here, you continue to investigate!"
Shentu Nantian was extremely confident in his own judgment. The Yinghuang Stone was not omnipotent. When the strength of the Huang clan reached a certain level, they would know how to hide their aura. In that case, the Yinghuang Stone would not be able to detect it. This was not surprising.
The more powerful and pure the Desolate clan is, the more valuable they are.
This time, the Shentu family has several top masters coming. They are not afraid of the Huang family's strength, but they are afraid that their bloodline is impure.
"Let me... take the blood of the high-ranking Desolate tribe, use it to make elixirs, and use their corpses to pay homage to the tribesmen who died that year."
Shentu Nantian gently touched the space ring, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He made it his lifelong ambition to kill all the Desolate tribes. As long as he killed all the Desolate tribes, then the Desolate beasts would not form a super beast tide, and there would be nothing to fear.
Already.
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"Using the blood of the Desolate tribe to make elixirs..." In a small courtyard of the Chu Prince's Mansion, Yi Yun sat on a bench and watched the leaves falling from a century-old tree.
This looks like the courtyard where the female family members of the Chu Prince's Palace used to live. There was a swing in the yard. I don't know where the female family members went. Now it is shared with Yi Yun and Jiang Xiaorou.
Nowadays, Chuzhou City has an influx of people. Although the Chu Palace is large, it is almost full. It is not easy for people like Yi Yun to be allocated a separate courtyard.
"Are you opposed to using wild blood to make elixirs?" Chu Xiaoran sat across from Yi Yun. These days, facing the beast tide, Chu Xiaoran occasionally chatted with Yi Yun to relieve the pressure.
She didn't have many friends in Tai'a Divine City. Qiu Niu was one, and Yi Yun was the second one.
"To a certain extent, the Desolate tribe really looks like humans. It feels uncomfortable to use the blood of the Desolate tribe to make elixirs..."
Yi Yun considered his words carefully, even though Shentu Nantian had said that the Desolate tribe should not be treated as human beings, but as a type of desolate beast.
Chu Xiaoran said: "The Huang tribe is cruel and has killed countless people. That shepherd boy looks like the boy next door, but he is extremely cruel in his heart. When the ancients talked about sworn hatred, they used the word 'I wish I could eat his flesh and drink his blood.'"
' to describe it, so I think it's not a big deal."
What Chu Xiaoran said was quite reasonable. Yi Yun actually remembered a poem from his previous life, "Aspirations eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and drink the blood of Huns when they are hungry." Shentu Nantian's hatred for the Huang tribe now is probably similar to that of the famous general Yue Fei.
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"By the way, you have to be careful about Yang Yuefeng and Yang Dingkun. They have also returned to Prince Chu's Mansion. Prince Chu's Mansion is their territory." Chu Xiaoran suddenly remembered the feud between Yi Yun and the disciples of Prince Chu's Mansion.
"Well...I know, I will be careful."
In the Tai'a Divine City, due to the rules of the Divine City, although Yi Yun, Yang Yuefeng and others had grudges, they could not do anything to each other.
But when he came to Prince Chu's Mansion, Yi Yun had to be more careful.
Fortunately, regardless of Yang Dingkun or Yang Yuefeng, they are just juniors in the Chu Palace, and they will not affect the decisions of those in power in the Chu Palace based on their own wishes.
While Yi Yun was thinking, he suddenly heard a commotion coming from outside.
Huh? What's going on?
Yi Yun listened attentively and heard someone talking loudly. It seemed that they had caught the Huang clan spy and were going to ask Shentu Nantian for credit.
"Caught the Huang clan spy?" Chu Xiaoran also heard the discussion between the two people, felt happy and stood up.
But next to Chu Xiaoran, Yi Yun's expression changed slightly. How could...
His figure flashed and he rushed out of the courtyard!
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"Is this a Desolate Clan spy? How could he be so weak...Didn't Mr. Nan Tian say that the Desolate Clan spies should be very strong?"
"Haha, no matter what, Yinghuang Stone is so bright, it must be right, we will report the news right away."
Both of them were personal guards of the Chu Palace. One of them lit a transmission talisman and sent the message directly.
The place where the incident occurred was only a hundred meters away from Yi Yun's small courtyard, and Yi Yun arrived in a flash.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Yi Yun was completely stunned.
Two tall and thick guards of the Chu Prince's Palace surrounded a girl in green. The girl in green turned out to be his sister - Jiang Xiaorou!!
Sister Xiaorou...how is that possible!?
Yi Yun's heartbeat stagnated, he couldn't believe it!
"I...I'm not a spy of the Desolate Clan, I'm not..." Jiang Xiaorou was huddled in the corner. There was a fallen bamboo basket beside her. In the basket were fresh vegetables and eggs scattered all over the floor.
She originally went to the kitchen of Prince Chu's Mansion to get some ingredients and was going to come back to cook for Yi Yun, but she was stopped by these two guards. They were holding a blood-red glowing stone and insisted that she was a spy of the Desolate tribe.
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"Huh, you're quite good at pretending!" A guard smiled ferociously. As warriors from the Tai'a Kingdom, they knew the causes and consequences of the beast tide, and they hated the Desolate Clan with all their heart.
Without the Desolate Tribe, how could they be like this?
"Let's see how long you can keep pretending!" The guard raised his hand and was about to slap Jiang Xiaorou on the face.
This personal guard is at the Yuanji level, and with one slap from him, a big tree can be broken.
Seeing the slap fall, Jiang Xiaorou shrank into a ball and closed her eyes, feeling frightened and desperate in her heart.
"stop!"
Yi Yun's figure flashed and landed next to the guard like a bolt of lightning. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the guard's hand.
"You...what are you doing?" Yi Yun had newly broken the Yuanji, and his strength far surpassed that of warriors at the same level. The guard's hand was scratched painfully by Yi Yun, and his face changed slightly. He didn't expect this young man to be so strong. He used
An Jin wanted to break free from Yi Yun, but Yi Yun's hands were as if they were made of iron. The more he tried to break free, the more painful his wrist became.
He was a little scared and said in a stern voice, "Are you trying to protect the Desolate Clan's spies?"
"Yun...Yun'er!"
Jiang Xiaorou opened her eyes and saw Yi Yun standing in front of her, she cried with joy.
"Yun'er, I'm not a spy, I really am not..."
Jiang Xiaorou said with a trembling voice. She was just an ordinary girl. She never thought that she would be attacked like this just when she went to get some ingredients.
"Are you...Yi Yun?" One of the guards recognized Yi Yun. Yi Yun's identity was quite intimidating.
"So you are Yi Yun... But so what if you are Yi Yun? She is a spy of the Desolate tribe, how can you still protect her!"
Even though he knew Yi Yun's identity, the guard felt even more guilty, but his hand was about to fall off after being squeezed. He still had resentment in his heart and was attacking Yi Yun in his words.
Yi Yun protected Jiang Xiaorou behind him and looked very unhappy. At this time, Chu Xiaoran also came over, "What on earth is going on..."
She naturally knew that Yi Yun had a mortal sister and had heard the conversations of these people. It was hard for her to believe that Yi Yun's sister would be from the Desolate tribe. It was unbelievable.
However, she saw that in the hands of the two guards, there was a Yinghuang Stone, which was shining like blood.
This means that there are indeed Desolate tribes around, and they are extremely close!
Yi Yun glanced at the Yinghuang Stone and felt that the red light emitted from the Yinghuang Stone was extremely dazzling.
He was silent, turned his head and looked at Jiang Xiaorou, "Sister Xiaorou..."
"Yun'er, I'm not a spy..." Jiang Xiaorou bit her lip, her face a little pale. In Jiang Xiaorou's bright eyes, Yi Yun could see his clear reflection.
He confirmed that the girl in front of him was Sister Xiaorou who had walked with him all the way, and that she was not someone from the Desolate tribe disguised as one.
Holding Jiang Xiaorou's hand, the feeling of intimacy and harmony cannot be faked by a strange desolate tribe.
"She is my sister." Yi Yun turned his head, looked at the two guards, and said word by word.
At this time, there were more and more people, and many people heard the sound and rushed here.
Many of them are the geniuses of Tai Ah Divine City, including Yang Qian and Yao Dao.
One of the Chu Prince's guards covered his wrist, which had turned blue after being pinched by Yi Yun. He pointed at Jiang Xiaorou and said to the people coming from all directions, "We have captured a Desolate Clan spy, and it's her!"
Everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Xiaorou, and Jiang Xiaorou subconsciously stepped back.
Until now, she still didn't understand what happened. The two fierce and strong men just shook a red stone in front of her and insisted that she was a spy.
"She is from the Desolate Clan?"
Yang Qian frowned and looked at Yi Yun. To Yang Qian, it didn't matter what Jiang Xiaorou was doing, but he needed to consider Yi Yun's attitude.
Yi Yun was silent. Jiang Xiaorou's origin was mysterious. Yi Yun didn't know what family Jiang Xiaorou came from. He just knew that Jiang Xiaorou probably had a big background.
However...the Desolate Clan?
Yi Yun recalled every detail of his time with Jiang Xiaorou, but he still shook his head and said, "Impossible!"
When she was living in Yunhuang, Jiang Xiaorou once told Yi Yun about her childhood. Although she had lost many memories of her childhood, she still remembered some fragments, including her previous life and reading and writing.
To describe those lives, it really doesn't look like that of the desolate people who associate with desolate beasts.
What's more, the writing Jiang Xiaorou knew was also human writing, and Yi Yun knew that the Desolate tribe had its own writing.
Yi Yun's earliest reading and writing was taught by Jiang Xiaorou.
If Jiang Xiaorou was born in the Desolate Clan, why would she need to learn the human language at such a young age?
"It's impossible if you say it's impossible? Ying Huangshi can't be wrong. If you don't believe it, we can verify it now. Mr. Nan Tian said before that the blood of the Huang clan is silver. Take a knife and let us see
Look, this little girl’s blood is red or silver!”
The big man whose wrist had been pinched by Yi Yun suddenly had an idea and came up with this method. When people heard this, they all agreed.
Yes, wouldn't it be enough to verify the color of the blood?