Changsun Ying's action frightened Rong Guocheng. He heard what Zi Xuan said so severely, of course he could not let Changsun Ying touch it. He quickly blocked it with a hiking pole and said, "Madam Ji, do you recognize this pendant?"

Changsun Ying seemed to wake up now. She retracted her hand and said in a daze: "This is something from the Changsun family."

Zixuan's eyebrows were gently twitched, but she didn't speak, but her expression was already clear.

Changsun Ying stretched out her hand and felt a thin chain on her neck, pulled it out, and there was an exquisite and small pendant hanging on it, exactly the same as the one on the ground, and it was also a golden ring.

The only reason why the Changsun family's ornaments appeared in such places is that the family members became food for dragons and died here.

The Changsun family has guarded outside Kunlun for generations and regarded it as a holy land. Every decade or hundreds of years, a large number of tribes will enter the mountains on a large scale, looking for the legendary fairyland. However, most of these people have never returned. It is completely reasonable to become the object in the belly of the dragon that has caused trouble in the mountains for more than three thousand years, but for Changsun Ying, it is completely unacceptable to emotions.

"Madam Ji, please feel sorry for me."

Rong Guocheng comforted him.

Although I know that this sentence has no effect, it is the only thing I can say at this moment.

Meng Qiongyun looked at the pendant on the ground, then looked at the one in Changsun Ying's hand, and opened her mouth, as if she had something to say, but she seemed to feel that it was not suitable to open her mouth, so she shut up again.

Seeing this, Zixuan said, "What do you want to say?"

Meng Qiongyun said awkwardly: "It's nothing, but I look familiar with Mrs. Ji's pendant, but I'm not sure..." "Where have you seen it?"

Changsun Ying stood up and looked at Meng Qiongyun.

Meng Qiongyun wiped his forehead with his hand, wiped away the cold sweat that had just been seeping out, and said, "We came here in a cave and found a passage. There were many corpses in this passage. Those corpses don't know what age they were. Most of the clothes on their bodies were decayed, but the metal ornaments they were wearing were still alive."

Changsun Ying's face became paler and widened her eyes and said, "You mean, those people are my tribe members?"

"No, no, no," Meng Qiongyun waved his hand repeatedly and said hurriedly: "I only saw two or three people wearing such a ringed pendant. Of course, I just glanced at it briefly when I passed by. I was not completely sure that it was exactly the same as this pendant. Perhaps, it was just seven or eight. After all, more than ten years have passed, and my memory is not very clear."

Meng Qiongyun's words obviously did not make Changsun Ying feel so comfortable. She smiled miserably and said, "Mr. Meng, you don't need to comfort me anymore. Actually, I know in my heart that so many missing tribe members in Kunlun are probably in danger. It is lucky to see the corpses. In addition, the corpses are scattered among these white bones and are hard to find."

As he spoke, Changsun Ying looked at the pendant on the ground again, with a look of embarrassment on her face, and asked Zixuan: "Miss Zixuan, is there no way to pick up the pendant?

I want to take it back and hand it over to my grandfather to see if I can enter the ancestral tomb of my family on behalf of its owner."

Zixuan blinked her eyes and said, "Even if you take it back, how can you know who this master is?"

"On the inside of this pendant, there is a name and birthday engraved."

Changsun Ying said softly.

"If I give me some time, I can try it," Zixuan said with her hands holding her shoulders, "But now time is tight, and if you want to bring this pendant, you can only ask him."

As she spoke, she smiled a little and thrust her mouth in the direction above.

Changsunying bit her lip.

Everyone understands who Zixuan refers to.

After all, the relationship between Changsun Ying and Tang Feng is not as close as Zi Xuan. Not only is it not close, there is still some embarrassment between the two. Although they are all avoiding this matter and pretending it has not happened, the facts are facts and cannot be avoided.

Tang Feng agreed to Changsun Ying to come to Kunlun with her, which was extremely surprising for her. At this time, she had no confidence to ask Tang Feng for help.

Dabai looked down at the pendant, then looked at Changsun Ying, then ran towards the break, raised his head, and shouted twice at the top.

Then, Tang Feng heard a very impatient voice coming: "Isn't it just some dry bones, just look at it, why do you need me to go down?

Could this bone jump out and bite you?"

Dabai shouted again, obviously, he was very dissatisfied with Tang Feng's teasing.

Then, everyone's eyes were blurred, and Tang Feng had already appeared in front of them.

He strode over, looked at the pendant on the ground, and then looked at Changsun Ying.

Changsun Ying had no idea that Dabai would actually help her call Tang Feng down. She whispered with a little embarrassed look: "This is the relic of my tribe. I want to take the tribe back to the tribe for burial. Because the yin energy above was too heavy, I dared not take action, so I wanted to bother Mr. Lao Tang to help."

While saying these words, Changsun Ying lowered her head slightly and didn't dare to look at Tang Feng's eyes.

Tang Feng glanced at Changsun Ying indifferently. He really didn't want to care about her business.

The faint line between the two of them has always been a very troubled thing for Tang Feng. This woman was something he avoided. He hoped to try to get as little contact as possible, but this time during this trip to Kunlun, he had to bring her.

Helping Changsun Ying is just a small task, but after this help, will there be any other connection between the two?

Many thoughts flashed through Tang Feng's mind in an instant.

However, in the Chinese tradition, the dead are the greatest and the peace is buried.

Changsun Ying saw the tribe's people here and wanted to take them back for burial, but it was a request that Tang Feng could not refuse. The man's body could not be found, so he could only soak in this cold river forever. Only this small pendant could be placed in the tomb. It was really pitiful.

When Tang Feng thought of this, his fingers moved slightly, and a spiritual energy bounced out and landed on the pendant. A golden light flashed. In an instant, the yin energy on it was cleared completely.

Tang Feng hooked his fingers, and the pendant and the chain had already reached his hand. He reached out to Changsun Ying and said in a deep voice: "Please hold it."

Changsun Ying stretched out her hands, Tang Feng opened his hand, and the pendant fell into her palm.
Chapter completed!