half demon glass

Chapter 801 What he is looking for in southern Xinjiang

"You just asked me how I got into Southern Xinjiang. I can answer you. I don't need to get into Southern Xinjiang. The barriers and formations here can't stop me at all."

"Don't you still want to know what I am looking for in the Secret Pavilion?"

"Okay, I'll tell you."

"I'm looking for a door."

"A door related to the southern border and the war between the three clans." Feng Jiuqing said straightforwardly.

"Door?" I was stunned.

I grew up in southern Xinjiang and have lived there for so many years. I have never heard of any sects in southern Xinjiang, let alone what a three-community war is.

I only know that Nanjiang is a descendant of the God Clan, so he is different from ordinary people, but this bloodline seems to become weaker and weaker as time goes by.

"As a saint of Southern Xinjiang, I don't know what you are talking about..."

"But when you came to southern Xinjiang before, the reason why you were knocked back to your original shape was because you found that door and triggered something?" I continued to ask in shock.

He nodded, then shook his head, "I have found it, but it is not found. It can only be said to be doubtful. I have always suspected that the door is under the altar, but I have never been able to get close."

"A few years ago, although I got close once, I was injured by the ancient formation under the altar, so I was knocked back to my original shape."

"Then...then are you coming to the Secret Pavilion this time?" I didn't ask the next question. Feng Jiuqing seemed to have guessed what I wanted to ask.

He nodded and said: "I want to find records about the war in Southern Xinjiang. As long as there are records, they will definitely record where the door was hidden."

"Then... can I still know, since the war between the three clans happened many, many years ago, why do you insist on looking for that door? Could it be that there is someone you want to see behind that door? ?" I took a deep breath and looked at him.

He was also asked for a moment by me. I wonder if he remembered any bad memories. He suddenly lowered his eyes and said in a voice that could not tell the joy or anger.

"Maybe it's obsession."

"I have been wandering in the world for I don't know how many years have passed. I don't know where I came from, let alone where I'm going back. Sometimes I feel like I'm living like a zombie."

"The only memory I have in my mind is the battle between the three races. I seemed to have lost many, many things in that battle."

He used it four times in a row which is a lot.

For a moment, I didn't know how to comfort him.

"Then, can I ask you one last question?"

"You ask."

"You are a demon clan, and Nanjiang is a god clan. In that war between the three clans, was Nanjiang your enemy?"

I don't know why I want to ask this question, but I just want to know.

In the deepest part of my heart, there seems to be a voice that is always telling me, I don’t want to be his enemy, don’t be his enemy!
"If you are asking about Southern Xinjiang."

"During the war between the three tribes, there was no place like Southern Xinjiang."

"If you're asking about the gods."

"Then let me answer you. The Protoss did kill a lot of monsters back then. In the end, they trapped themselves in a cocoon, which also harmed themselves. It caused them to fall from their original high position and finally fell into the world. It also caused their descendants to have to live in this small world. Southern Xinjiang is in a corner."

"Are you satisfied with my answer?" He looked at me and asked.

I suddenly felt like a deflated balloon and said angrily, "So, we are feuding."

(End of this chapter)