At stake!
Chen Anping couldn't help but look a little pale when he heard this. The world of Nagasawa he went to before was supposed to be a perfect world, but in just a few months, the world became almost desolate after the Yao tribe rebelled and the Charming Soul invaded.
But now Chen Anping came to the small world of Qindao again, and heard from the mouth of the dragon that the small world of Qindao was in danger.
At this moment, Chen Anping couldn't help but wonder whether he was responsible for all the changes.
If this is the case, then wouldn’t it be him who had cursed Xu Lingqing before?
Chen Anping laughed sadly, then heard the giant dragon roar, and then let out a helpless sigh.
"As the saying goes, when things flourish, they must decline; when they decline, chaos will arise!"
"On the surface, Qindao looks strong, and it is even said that under the protection of the four penalty areas, there is no need to worry."
"But today's small world of Qindao can almost be said to be black and white, and humans and animals are indistinguishable. It can be said that Qindao is prosperous!"
Chen Anping's eyes were full of disbelief, "Qindao really has what you said. Is it so devastated? "
"You'll find out later, and your unicorn companion has disappeared recently, haven't you noticed?"
Chen Anping looked around. Since entering the small world of Qindao, all his attention has been focused on the current news and the traces of his father.
He had been a little neglectful of the friend who had been following him. As a result, after he came to Qindao from Iceland, he no longer cared about the other party's location.
But after being reminded by the giant dragon, Chen Anping felt that things were getting worse and worse, and even suspected that Huo Qilin seemed to know something and was hiding it from him.
Chen Anping looked up at the sky and sighed helplessly, "When I leave the main hall of Qindao, I will go find my mother, and then leave here with the Fire Qilin!"
"I hope so!" The giant dragon exhaled nine long breaths, each breath mixed with the power of prayer, which seemed to be able to change some unknown things.
Suddenly, the outline of a beautiful woman suddenly appeared on the air force. That was the person Chen Anping had been dreaming about since he was a child.
Mother...waiting for her child.
At this moment, there seems to be a shadow emerging from the sky above the many islands in the small world of Qindao.
In the shadow of the clouds stood a drunken old man. The old man held the fist-sized jug and drank a sip of wine into his belly.
Immediately, he shook his body and sighed loudly above the clouds.
"Delicious! Delicious!"
"Are you related to that Charming Soul?"
"Charming Soul? That thing is not as delicious as the wine in Laosheng's pot, let's have a drink and let's talk!"
"I'm asking you once, do you know who controls the most mysterious group of charming souls in the world!"
Hearing this, the drunken monk stared at the Huo Qilin questioning him with wide eyes, and reprimanded him with a stern face, "Why should I tell you?"
"You... I just want to know who was responsible for the destruction of the Qilin clan!" Fire Qilin said sonorously and forcefully.
"What you're talking about has nothing to do with the old monk. It's fine if you drink alcohol!"
After the miserable monk finished speaking, he threw the wine bottle in his hand to Huo Qilin, who was not far away. After Huo Qilin picked up the wine bottle, he raised his head and took a swig of the wine in the bottle.
At this moment, Huo Qilin seemed to feel a force like the waves of the sea surging in his stomach, but it was just a surging without any pain.
After a few seconds, Huo Qilin recalled the scene when the Huo Qilin clan was destroyed from the wine.
On that day, there was a strange hearing noise in the world of mythical beasts where Qilin was located, heavy rain poured down, lightning and thunder thundered, energy was poured out, and waves of wind and waves swept across the entire continent.
He heard the howling sounds of countless ghosts. The strength of each ghost far exceeded the Qilin clan for a long time. With the improvement after the energy dump, the Qilin clan was wiped out in a short period of time.
In the end, there were only a few people from the Qilin tribe who survived, and the Fire Qilin and the Purple Ink Qilin were one of them.
But there is one thing that Fire Qilin still doesn't understand. The Qilin clan has always far exceeded other ferocious beasts in terms of divination, and they are even more sensitive to the perception of danger.
The formations and knots sheltered on the Qilin Continent are even more impregnable. Where did those charming souls come from?
A hundred years have passed, and Huo Qilin has concluded that it was not an accident, but...
Someone was doing something inside!
If Neiying had not opened the door to the Qilin clan, the process of energy dumping would not have been so easy to complete, and the Qilin clan would have definitely taken precautions.
Gradually, the alcohol in Huo Qilin's belly faded, and his memory was abruptly pulled back to the current scene.
Him Huo Qilin came to his senses and arched his hands towards the miserable monk in front of him.
"Thank you for your enlightenment!"
The miserable monk drank a glass of wine again with a bitter look on his face, "Good wine, good wine!"
"It's a pity that some things are more delicious than that good wine. I can't wait for that moment to come!"
Him said, there was a hint of depth in the eyes of the miserable monk who seemed drunk, staring straight at the calm little world of Qindao.
Fire Qilin followed the miserable monk's gaze hesitantly, and the premonition coming from the Qilin tribe also made it a little more solemn.
"The sky in Qindao has changed!"
...
A mountain range near the main hall of Qindao.
This place is located behind the main hall of Qindao, on the top of the mountain, surrounded by forests on all sides. The forest blocks the space in all directions, and only one side can enter the mountain ridge.
Such a secret place is where Qin Guizi lives. Apart from Qin Guizi, only people above the level of Qindao elders can enter.
The level of security here is almost the same as that of the main palace of Qindao. Qin Guizi and the three elders of Qindao were alone in a thatched house in the mountains, and they sat opposite each other in front of the table.
"Third Elder, I did a good job in dragging you to do what I did!"
Qin Guizi gave a sly and sinister smile, and at the same time raised the attentive water glass and handed a pot of tea to the third elder opposite.
Suddenly, the third elder was flattered and took the cup of tea, and said humbly, "My men finally found out the identity of that person, but it's a pity that Qin Bingyu got involved and said that I will definitely bring that foreign kid over to see you!"
Qin Guizi waved his palms and shook his head with a satisfied expression.
"Sigh... This is good enough, but it is not enough to prove that he is the child of that person."
The third elder lowered his voice and said, "Master Ghost... do you want to use help? His hand..."
h "What are you talking about! This is the small world of Qindao!"
h Qin Guizi interrupted him and slammed the tea cup on the table. The sound shocked the other party.
"Yes, yes, yes! This is the small world of Qindao!"