Zhao Yun's eyes flashed.

Niu Hong's state seems to be more complicated than he imagined. Not only was he saved by Buddha, but he was also a cursed person. He was planted with a dark curse. This is very disgusting. It's just a disaster.

There are disasters besides disasters, and his previous guess is obviously not absolute. In addition to people from the Tianzong and the royal family, there are other people who have been cursed.

In this case, there are too many uncertain factors.

He sat cross-legged and sacrificed the origin of his bloodline again. After melting the colorful blood spirit flower, his bloodline and body became more integrated, and his original perception also improved to a certain extent.

Perhaps, it is possible to trace the source of the dark curse.

Soon, the origin was sucked away.

The moment the origin was swallowed up, he saw the dark curse. Due to his enhanced perception, he could see it more clearly. He used the origin as a medium to extend his perception and trace it back forcefully. He didn't know if his perception was too low or the other party was covering it up too much.

He was so high that everything he saw was hazy. Even with all his eyesight, he could only vaguely see the rudiment of a person. He couldn't tell who it was at all.

Many attempts have been made, but to no avail.

"not enough."

"Not enough."

He finally gave up.

It's because the bloodline fusion is not enough, and the source of perception is too weak.

"Can you find out which clan he is from?" Zhao Yun asked. He had known Niu Hong for so long and still didn't know which clan he was from. He had asked Daymeng before, but the girl didn't tell her why.

"Donghai Qin family." The young man in black said with certainty.

When he was done, he added, "My ancestors belonged to the Han Dynasty."

"Hanjiang?"

After hearing this, Zhao Yun choked on his drink.

The Han Xinjiang Dynasty was a behemoth in the Warring States Period. At that time, Daxia was just a small country. It was said that when the Xinjiang King was on the throne, the Han Xinjiang Dynasty almost unified the world. For some reason, the Han Xinjiang King disappeared during the most critical battle, and even

The dynasty was defeated, and since that day, the country's destiny has been decadent, its prosperity has declined, and it has finally withdrawn from the stage of history.

This was the second time he heard about the Han Xinjiang Dynasty.

I never thought that the fat little black man was actually a descendant of the King of Han Xinjiang.

Previously, Mokujiu occupied Magpie's Nest, stole an ancient tomb, and built a stronghold. The people buried in that tomb belonged to the Han Dynasty. After they took over the stronghold of Moku, it was also there, among the demons.

He fell under the immortal curse and lay there for several months?

"Where is the Qin family now?" Zhao Yun asked again.

"I originally lived in the East China Sea. My family moved away a few months ago. I don't know where I went."

"Migrate?"

Zhao Yun couldn't help but frown after hearing this.

All in all, why did the clan migrate? Could it be that they were targeted by powerful forces and the whole clan fled? Is that really the case, why didn't you bring Niu Hong with you, or was it that they were surrounded and killed on the way to escape? The little black fat man and

The family was broken up? Encountered an old monk again halfway?

After a long time, I heard Zhao Yun say, "Looking for the Qin family."

"We've sent people to look for him," the young man in black said hurriedly.

After saying that, he smiled and rubbed his hands, "Holy Son, can you help me?"

Zhao Yun smiled, "But it doesn't matter."

"A few days ago, I found a treasure in the black market. Could you please give me some help from the Holy Son?" The young man in black said and touched something from his arms. It was a small alchemy furnace, about the size of a palm. It was all black and hard.
Chapter completed!