White Bone Road, Ghost Gate, Bridge of Helplessness, Homesickness, Dragon Roar, Ghost Gate open.
In winter, snow was a common occurrence. In this season, it was easy to not see the rain. This was common knowledge among the various clans' Priests in the Central Plains.
Deep into the night, in the mountainous region where the Nine Li Clan clansmen resided, the forest was completely silent. A light drizzle fell from the trees, and raindrops dripped from the leaves.
A creaking oxcart quickly appeared in the mountain.
"Lord Xuanyuan, we've arrived." The sound of the hook was deliberately lowered, and was soon dispersed by the pitter-patter of the rain.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes and got off the ox-cart. His aura was very restrained, causing Ying's gaze to darken. The hand that was under the beast skin slowly loosened.
The forest was originally dark, and with the help of the rain, the clouds naturally grew dimmer. However, the mottled light that leaked out from that place clearly sprinkled onto Xuanyuan Qingfeng's body, causing his white tiger skin to appear especially solemn.
He was originally called Tuo Baku Qing Feng, because his talent was quite high, he was bestowed with the Xuan Yuan surname, the same honor as the Emperor, and this set of white tiger skin was something he personally hunted when he was ten years old.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng slowly tightened his robe and tied up the stone sword behind him. He then said to Ying Gou: "Go ahead and scout ahead."
Ying Gou looked at the cold gaze of Xuanyuan Qingfeng and immediately felt a chill in his heart. He hurriedly got down from the oxcart with a guilty conscience.
His figure was rather skinny, and he wore a robe full of bumps that was barely made from the skin of various wild beasts. It was very comical, and at this moment, he had no choice but to go ahead and scout, purposely restraining his aura to the point where it was almost non-existent.
Behind him, Xuanyuan Qingfeng slowly followed and also looked around at the mountain peak that was occupied by the Nine Li Clan. Rainwater slowly dripped down from the leaves onto the White Tiger Leather Robe on his body, and then slowly slid down like a pure holy spirit.
Ying Ge looked at the mark made by the empress and said softly to the faintly discernible Xuanyuan Qingfeng, "Lord, the head of the Nine Li Clan, Chi You, and the priest, Chou Yu are all in the cave ahead."
"You're not coming with me?" Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked on as if he was deep in thought.
Zhan Ge shook his head, then chuckled lightly. "I won't trouble you anymore. This is the credit of the lord. Once the lord has subdued the Nine Li Clan for the emperor, then the Xuan Yuan's surname can be preserved forever."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at Ying Gou for a long time before nodding his head. Then, he walked forward with large strides.
His gaze shifted erratically, as if he was making some choice. In the end, he still sighed deeply, released his tightly clenched fist, and slowly inserted the bone needle in his hand into his sleeve.
"How could a dignified Xuanyuan Qingfeng be ambushed by someone of my strength? Even if I can make a move, I have to have the strength to kill him! "
His eyes continuously flashed. Soon after, he gently pulled away the beast skin on his body and completely withdrew his aura. After which, he took off the stone axe on his back and held it in his hand.
He was Ying Gou, also a member of the underling. He lived on this world with the hopes of the two of them. In the heart of Ying Gou, he would never be able to forget the 'Ying Gou', his elder brother and his younger brother who were held hostage by the Jude Priest in the tribe.
It was going to be chaotic soon. He needed to bring the Queen Mother out as soon as possible and leave the Nine Li Clan. He needed to find a place where no one had ever gone to and live on in a free and unfettered manner.
This time, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was definitely under the emperor's order to start a massacre. However, all he wanted was peace and stability. He would not sell out the Nine Li Clan and he did not want to receive the emperor's ill will.
Soon, Xuanyuan Qingfeng arrived outside the cave where Qiu Yu and Chi You were standing, then he slowly and cautiously walked into the cave.
This cave was huge. It could be seen that in order to protect themselves from the cold, the Nine Li Clan had dug a huge hole in this area. There were quite a few people living inside.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng quietly came behind a man on sentry and quietly grabbed the back of his neck. He suddenly pulled and the man silently fell into his embrace and laid him flat on the ground. Xuanyuan Qingfeng expressionlessly stepped over him.
After entering the cave from the cave, it didn't take long for Xuanyuan Qingfeng to look at the densely packed holes in the cave. The Nine Li Clan seemed to have dug a hole in the mountain.
At the side, there were small trenches of mountain spring water, bringing water and air into them for human survival.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng restrained his aura and slowly walked along the mountain path. This place was filled with zigzagging forks and then there were many independent holes for people to live in.
He did not blindly enter the cave but chose a nearby one instead. Finding the location of the target at so many forks in the road was obviously more convenient than asking for directions from a member of the Nine Li Clan.
The people living in the cave did not seem to sense Xuanyuan Qingfeng's aura either. Xuanyuan Qingfeng slowly walked in and stood at the place where he was sleeping.
This stone was probably his bed. Xuanyuan Qingfeng frowned. This place was too simple and crude. It would be better to rely on the Xiong family for support!
The bonfire in the distance that had yet to be extinguished had illuminated the young man's innocent face on the bed, but the long scar on the young man's face had ruined his pretty face. Xuanyuan Qingfeng could not help but feel some regret in his heart, "Such a young child is about to enter the battlefield, the Nine Li Clan probably doesn't have much combat strength left!"
He didn't even have the leisure to worry about others. He gently patted the youth's face, and then the person on the bed quivered and opened his eyes. The person wearing tiger skin looked at the man next to the bed with some amazement, then he abruptly sat up and shrank against the wall.
He subconsciously wanted to shout for help but his mouth was wide open. He did not make a sound because Xuanyuan Qingfeng had already grabbed his throat at the very first possible moment.
"Answer a few of my questions and don't scream, or I'll kill you!" Xuanyuan Qingfeng's voice was very cold, as if he was telling the youth in front of him that he was not joking. The youth could not make a sound and could only rapidly blink a few times to indicate that he understood.
"Very good!" Xuanyuan Qingfeng lightly smiled. A wise man knows his place. This boy was quite sensible.
But who would have thought that when he released the hand on the youth's throat, the youth's eyes flashed with an ominous glint.