Chapter 1767 Is it really you?

The surroundings were literally in darkness, but this did not hinder Yang Yiyi's display of brute force.

The person holding the short knife let go a little slowly, maybe because he was surprised that someone could actually crush the knife with a pair of fleshy palms. Without noticing, Yang Yiyi forcefully pulled him out of the doorway.

Yang Yiyi's brute strength was not only ranked first in the world, but it was definitely ranked high. The man was pulled hard and almost fell to the ground.

Due to the poor lighting, Yang Yiyi couldn't see clearly what the person he pulled out looked like or what he was wearing. She just thought he was a man in thick clothes and couldn't even tell the difference between male and female.

Seeing that he almost fell down, Yang Yiyi's first reaction was to punch the opponent before he could stand up.

But he didn't expect that there was more than one person in the doorway. Yang Yiyi pulled one out, followed by two more, and they simultaneously waved daggers at Yang Yiyi.

At this time, Qin Yan also stepped out from behind Yang Yiyi and helped Yang Yiyi stop someone.

Although it was too dark to see clearly, within two moves, the knife in the man's hand was swatted away by Yang Yiyi. It felt like the kung fu was indeed a bit lacking.

Yang Yiyi also seized the opportunity to swat away the dagger and hit him in the chest with a palm. If this hit, the man would definitely die.

But before that, Li Chengqi suddenly shouted:

"stop!"

Yang Yiyi's palm stayed less than an inch in front of the man's chest. The terrible wind from the palm almost knocked the man over, and he took several steps back before he could stand still.

This makes Yang Yiyi a little strange. Li Chengqi usually doesn't talk in front of strangers unless the stranger will die soon.

Just as she was about to ask what was going on, she heard a voice coming from the side:

"Are you... Yang Yiyi?"

With a step forward and a palm movement, Yang Yiyi walked out of the darkness and stood at the door with a light source. The sound came from inside the door.

Yang Yiyi turned around and saw a very familiar face inside, looking at her in surprise.

"Um...are you, Ran Xiaoyi?"

"You didn't remember my name just now..."

Ran Xiaoyi said a little dissatisfied.

This person was Wu Zhu whom I met when I went to southern Xinjiang, and we even had a fight with him.

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The incident in Southern Xinjiang, in the final analysis, is caused by the Sirius Sect, instigating some big witchcraft in Southern Xinjiang. When the time comes, we will attack the Central Plains from the north and the south together.

Due to Yang Yiyi's interference, the Great Witch Zhu failed. Even Jiufeng, who had the highest status, was very polite to Yang Yiyi. This made people in southern Xinjiang suddenly lose their thoughts on going to Zhongyuan.

Speaking of which, it's no wonder Yang Yiyi didn't recognize it. This happened almost two years ago.

Moreover, Ran Xiaoyi's dress was different back then.

The climate in southern Xinjiang is hot and humid, and everyone's clothing has the beauty of the ethnic minorities in the southwest.

But now, Ran Xiaoyi and the others had almost wrapped themselves into a ball, not only with sheepskin inside and cloth outside, but also with thick hats covering their heads.

Fortunately, it was indoors. If it were outdoors, it would be even harder to recognize him if his eyes were exposed.

The people around Ran Xiaoyi were all from Qingzhu Village, and many of them knew Yang Yiyi, Ning Xian'er and Qin Yan. They had been blind to recognition just now, but now they realized that this was a misunderstanding.

But having said that, in the north, I actually met Wu Zhu from southern Xinjiang. This...

You have to ask carefully.

Since it was a misunderstanding and no one was hurt anyway, it was easy to say anything. Yang Yiyi and the others entered the room where Ran Xiaoyi was.

Fortunately for Yang Yiyi and the other three, they had all been to Southern Xinjiang that time and knew everyone present, or at least met them.

But two monsters came right after them, which surprised a group of people from southern Xinjiang.

"Don't you Zhongyuan believe that all monsters should be eliminated?"

"That's a long story."

A brazier was lit in the room and the light came from it.

Ran Xiaoyi didn't ask too much, and invited everyone to sit in front of the brazier, feeling that they were afraid of the cold.

"Why did you come from southern Xinjiang to northern Xinjiang?"

As soon as she sat down, Yang Yiyi asked directly and unceremoniously.

"I would also like to ask why you ran so far away. Where is Wu Shaoyi? Isn't he with you?"

"She has limited mobility in a wheelchair and is in a nearby city."

Ran Xiaoyi nodded and said:

"No wonder, I went to Wujiazhuang to look for you, but you were not there."

It seems that Ran Xiaoyi came out of southern Xinjiang after Yang Yiyi and the others left Wujiazhuang.

"It's our clan's custom to come here."

"What's the routine?"

"Let's check if King Wang Yang's suppression is still good."

Seeing how hard they were communicating, Li Chengqi couldn't hold it in any longer. Yu Gui flew out of Yang Yiyi's arms and said:

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"You'd better start from the beginning."

Although Ran Xiaoyi didn't know about Li Chengqi's existence, Jiufeng should have told Ran Xiaoyi and these Wu Zhus, so Ran Xiaoyi was not surprised at all when Li Chengqi spoke just now.

Hearing what Li Chengqi said, Ran Xiaoyi nodded in agreement, and then said:

"According to legend, a long time ago, this side of Northland was still a large sea, not land."

Damn it, I really have to start from the beginning.

"Some of our ancestors once traveled around here. At that time, the seawater began to recede gradually. However, because the seawater receded too quickly, the gods originally hidden in the seawater were also left here."

The god she was talking about was probably a strange beast like Jiufeng with level 0 godhead, and it was unlikely to be a true god.

Speaking of which, Erlang Mountain is not too far from the sea. If it were not for the mountains surrounding it and the fact that there was no way to go, the Ten Kingdoms of the Central Plains would have sent supplies to the front line by sea.

"The gods were making a fuss on land, and our ancestors tried to send them back to the sea at first, but the gods seemed very angry and did not want to go back to the sea. They just wanted to make a fuss on land."

"What happened later?"

Yang Yiyi asked.

"Later, our ancestors set up traps and seals to seal the gods in this mountain. After that, they had to come and check every hundred years or so to prevent the gods from appearing again."

To put it simply, they were shameless.

To be honest, the witches and wizards in southern Xinjiang are not weak. Even in the magic world of Viola, they are quite magical.

Unlike the type of wizards who rely on endless learning to cast spells, witches and wizards are similar to priests, but they do not worship true gods. This operation is more similar to shamans or wizards.

Ran Xiaoyi said it lightly, but Li Chengxi felt that if the gods in the story were similar to Jiufeng, they would have to be at least level 60, and most importantly, they would probably be level 0.

Even if they were level 0, they still had levels of godhood, but they could only be considered true gods from level 1.

It would be an exaggeration to say that the guy who could seal this thing was level 70, but even if he was taking shortcuts, he would have to be at least level 50 to be sure.

"What's the matter with this building? Was it there from the beginning?"

Li Chengxi was very concerned about this. If it had been there from the beginning, Qingshan Sanren would not have ignored it when he came.

"This place was built by our ancestors when they came to explore about 1,400 to 500 years ago, together with the locals. Because the seal seemed to be a little loose at that time, this was built to improve the suppression effect."

"Do you know the name Qingshan Sanren?"

Ran Xiaoyi shook his head:

"I have never heard of it."

Maybe Qingshan Sanren was gone at that time, otherwise Ran Xiaoyi would have some records.