The night is like ink, and the moon is high.
Ling Xian was on top of the pavilion, his sword eyebrows furrowed tightly.
He really couldn't figure out why no one came to the door, even if the Flowing Wind Tribe was hidden, there would be some information flowing out.
Unless, the tribe really doesn't exist.
But this means that the Great Elder is lying, and this person has no motive to lie at all.
This brings us to an impasse, a paradoxical and bizarre impasse.
It was impossible for the Great Elder to lie, and it was impossible for the people on Mingxin Island to be false, so how could Ling Immortal not be puzzled "Neither side has a motive to lie, what is wrong" Ling Xian muttered to himself, feeling a chill inexplicably.
If the Great Elder is lying, then it is nothing, with his strength, he is not afraid of any traps.
But it was impossible for the Great Elder to lie, and he couldn't find the Flowing Wind Tribe, which seemed a little weird.
Especially after thinking about it, it seems even more weird and terrifying.
In the past, the Great Elder said that his granddaughter was only twelve years old, but now about two years have passed, or fourteen.
In other words, more than ten years ago, the Flowing Wind Tribe still existed.
This period of time is undoubtedly a flick of a finger for a cultivator who has been around for decades, and even if the Flowing Wind Tribe is destroyed, it is impossible to forget it so quickly.
However, no one came to the door, even if Ling Xian had already increased the reward to two hundred pills, there was still no one to provide information.
This means that in the memory of the world, there is no such thing as the Flowing Wind Tribe.
"What the hell is wrong, who is lying," Ling Xian muttered to himself, only to feel chills all over his body, and the chill was even worse.
And at this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in mid-air, covered with a black veil, and it was difficult to distinguish gender.
Only a pair of eyes were exposed, bright and cold.
This made Ling Xian's brows furrow slightly, but he didn't see any panic.
This person's cultivation is only the foundation building period, and in his eyes, he is no different from an ant, and he does not pose a threat.
At that moment, he said lightly: "Visiting late at night, what's the matter?"
"Coming for the Windswept Tribe."
The man in black opened his mouth indifferently, his voice was like a cuckoo and a yellow oriole, and the beads fell on the jade plate, which turned out to be a very nice girl's voice.
"You know the location of the Flowing Wind Tribe" Ling Xian's spirit perked up, and his starry eyes lit up.
It has been two months since he came to Mingxin Island, not to mention knowing the specific location of the Flowing Wind Tribe, there is not even a single person who came to the door, and now, someone finally came to the door, which naturally lifted his spirits.
"I don't know."
The girl in black spit out three words, simple and direct, crisp and neat.
This made Ling Xian frown, and said, "You are playing with me" "It's not."
The girl in black shook her head slowly and said, "I'm here to solve the confusion in my heart. ” "Then you have found the wrong person, I am also full of doubts at the moment, and I don't know where to start."
Ling Xian glanced at the woman lightly and lost interest.
"You can solve my doubts, I just want to ask, does the Flowing Wind Tribe really exist" The girl in black stared at Ling Xian tightly, flashing with hope.
"That's a question I want to ask too."
Ling Xian sighed softly, and suddenly frowned, feeling that this woman was quite strange.
When he inquired about the Flowing Wind Tribe, the people of Mingxin Island would shake their heads and say they didn't know, and some would look at him like fools.
Because, none of them thought that there was a tribe called Liufeng on Mingxin Island.
But the girl's eyes were hopeful, which at least proved that she knew some information about the Flowing Wind Tribe.
At that moment, Ling Xian said in a deep voice: "Why do you ask like this, do you know the information of the Flowing Wind Tribe?"
Hearing this, the girl in black fell silent.
After a moment, she rolled up the cuff of her right arm, and there were two cyan ancient characters on her white wrist.
Flowing wind.
Suddenly, Ling Xian was stunned and vaguely grasped a clue.
"This tattoo, is it information?"
The girl in black smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know who my surname is, let alone my past, I only know that I have the word Liufeng engraved on my wrist." ” "My gut told me that these two words were the only clues I had to regain my memory."
"However, I've searched all over Mingxin Island, and no one knows the meaning of the word Liufeng."
"It wasn't until I heard about you three days ago that I connected the word Liufeng with the tribe."
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The girl in black spoke one after another, her tone full of bitterness.
Hearing her words, Ling Xianxing's eyes lit up, although he was still confused, he could at least be sure of one thing.
That is the fact that the Flowing Wind Tribe really exists, otherwise, it would be impossible for the girl to have the word Flowing Wind printed on her wrist, and things in the world are not so coincidental.
"If I'm not mistaken, the word Flowing Wind on your wrist should be the special mark of the Flowing Wind Tribe."
Ling Xian spoke.
"I think so too."
The girl tapped her head and said with a wry smile: "However, no one knows where the Flowing Wind Tribe is, and they haven't even heard these words. ” "There must be something strange in this, and your amnesia must have something to do with it."
Ling Xian sighed softly, only to feel that he was wrapped in mist, he couldn't see the direction clearly, and he was getting colder and colder.
Soon, however, his expression changed to firmness.
He even found out the secret of Tianzun's ancient blood, and it was nothing to be a mere Flowing Wind Tribe At that moment, Ling Xian moved his gaze to the girl and said seriously: "I want to know, in addition to the word Liufeng, do you have other words on your body, or rather, other clues." ” Hearing this, the girl fell silent, and only after a long time did she whisper: "There are no words, but there is a strange picture." ” "Show me somewhere."
Ling Xianxing's eyes lit up.
"This" The girl hesitated, obviously revealing a bit of reluctance.
This made Ling Xian's brows furrow, and he said, "Any clue may be the key to finding the Flowing Wind Tribe, I want you to focus on the overall situation." ” Hearing this, the girl hesitated, and it took a long time before she made up her mind.
After that, Ling Xian knew why she was so hesitant.
I saw her turn around slowly, unzip her clothes lightly, revealing her smooth and white back.
This made Ling Xian embarrassed, and he hurriedly turned his head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was printed on your back." ” "It's okay, you can hurry up and see."
The girl tried her best to relax herself, but both her tone and her body were trembling slightly.
"Offended."
Ling Xian confessed, and then distracted himself and moved his gaze to the girl's smooth back.
Looking at the bizarre pattern, to be precise.
After that, he was messy.
Just because there are only a few strokes in this picture, it is not very abstract, and it is really incomprehensible.
"What is this painting?"
Ling Xian was speechless, it was difficult to connect with any of them.
However, this is the only clue at present, and he can only bite the bullet and make associations.
After a few moments, he suddenly realized that the picture appeared to be a ship.
"Could it be that weird ship?"
Ling Xian muttered to himself, remembering the golden giant ship he saw when he first arrived at Mingxin Island, and his expression couldn't help but move
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