Just to defraud him of his trust.

really...

Well-intentioned ah.

Sitting on the seat, covering his face with his hands, he laughed lowly. The laughter was clearly mixed with madness and hatred.

He must have an explanation for the thousands of people who sacrificed in vain!

...

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On the other side, the boy returned to the base.

Just as he stepped into the house, he received a call from Yuanxi.

There was a hint of unease and fear in the girl's tone:

"Mo, this typhoon..., I always feel something is wrong."

The young man lightly put down the windbreaker that had been taken off in his hands and said:

"What's wrong?"

Yuan Xi looked up at the already drowsy sky outside the window, and continued:

"You know that my hunch has always been accurate. In the past two days, the unease in my heart has become heavier and heavier... It's like something big is about to happen."

When Qiang Mo heard the words, his expression straightened, the curvature of the corners of his lips gradually lowered, and a positive color flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Yuanxi's hunch...

Never made a mistake.

Looking up at the sky outside the window, there were dark clouds, and there was no trace of vitality.

This is in the eyes of others.

And in the eyes of teenagers...

Among the accumulated dark clouds, the light of spiritual power faintly flashed.

But these lights...

It was pure black.

Withdrawing his gaze, Qiang Mo pursed his lips, and the coldness in his eyes was even worse, and said lightly:

"Xi, this typhoon... is not ruled out."

"Those people behind it may have to make some big moves this time."

Yuanxi took a sip of the hot tea in his hand, a look of worry flashed in his eyes, and slowly said:

"It can mobilize the wind and rain..., the spiritual power needed here is not less."

After listening to Yuan Xi's words, several images suddenly flashed in the young man's mind.

Almost subconsciously, he blurted out:

"No, people of the Tan tribe can do it even if their spiritual power is minimal."

Yuanxi frowned, the Tan clan...

It's like I've heard it somewhere.

I carefully recalled my own experience, but found nothing, and asked:

"Mo, Tan clan...?"

After the young man finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment.

Sandalwood... Sandalwood...

Why did she know this, and why did she say it subconsciously.

The Lord of the Underworld, the Ming Clan, and now there is another Tan Clan...

In the end, what is the relationship between the two.

The voice I heard in the cave last time was clearly from three clans!

Even if she had never heard of it, she could intuitively tell her that these three clans definitely existed.

Ming..., sandalwood...

Both of these two races have already appeared, so what role does the remaining one, Ning, play?

...

Interrupting his thoughts, Qiang Mo couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows, and answered Yuan Xi:

"I don't know... Maybe, where did you hear about it."

Yuan Xi responded, feeling a little strange in his heart.

why……

She also seemed to have heard of it somewhere.

Faintly, it gives a feeling of indescribable familiarity.

After cutting off the phone, Qiang Mo casually threw the phone in his hand to the sofa beside him.

Get up and sit down at the desk, it's time for her to... investigate her case.

Who was the person who pushed her into the world in the first place?

Exclude the human who was pulled away as cannon fodder.

Chi You had already lost the energy to make up for this push for her.

Then there must be a third person present at that time.

But the key is...

With her cultivation base, she didn't even notice the existence of other people at that time!