Southern Xinjiang, which has been isolated from China for many years, can be said to be self-contained.

If outsiders enter southern Xinjiang, it will undoubtedly be a striking existence.

certainly.

If Xiu Yuchuan and Shi Xiaofei were both pretending to be locals, then Xia Fan had nothing to say.

But will he do this with the other party's pride?

Not long after.

Xia Fan saw a vicissitudes of old man wearing a white robe and a straw ring, holding a snake staff in his hand slowly walking towards him under the crowd of people.

When it was about three feet away from Xia Fan.

The old man stopped.

He held the snake staff and performed a strange etiquette towards Xia Fan. The ancient Jing Wubo on his face covered with colorful paints was staring at Xia Fan with deep eyes and opened his mouth.

"I am Chunyu Ming, the elder of the Voodoo Sect. I wonder what the hell is there to do when the distinguished guests from Shenzhou come from afar?"

"I came to Nanjiang this time for two people."

Xia Fan went straight to the point.

"I wonder who the distinguished guest is referring to?"

The old man Chunyu Ming said calmly and calmly.

"One of them is called Xiu Yuchuan, the leader of the Yuan Forgetful Soul Sect, the other is called Shi Xiaofei, and the disciple of Yuan Zhaixing Tower..."

Said.

Xia Fan took out a piece of paper from his arms and threw it lightly into Chunyu Ming's hand.

That piece of paper is a piece of drawing paper.

Painting paper depicting a portrait of Shi Xiaofei.

A long time ago.

Xia Fan then asked the painter to draw all the portraits of Shi Xiaofei Ningduo and others based on his own description.

Then their portraits were posted throughout the major cities and towns in China through official channels.

Anyone who discovers their whereabouts will be rewarded.

Xiu Yuchuan is an exception.

Because none of him knew the true face of Xiu Yuchuan.

pity.

I don't know if they hide too deeply in the relationship.

Before Ning Duo informed him, he had never received any information about their whereabouts.

This time we came to southern Xinjiang.

Xia Fan naturally made preparations in this regard.

"Xuyuchuan, Shi Xiaofei..."

Chunyu Ming took the drawing paper and carefully observed the portrait of Shi Xiaofei. After a moment, he shook his head at Xia Fan and said.

"Sorry, I haven't seen anyone in the portrait."

"It doesn't matter if you haven't seen it, but it doesn't mean that people in this city have never seen it."

Xia Fan was not too eager to speak slowly.

"I dare to ask what the guest meant?"

Chunyu Ming frowned slightly without any trace between his eyebrows.

"I hope you can copy many of this portraits all over the city. Anyone who has seen or contacted each other, as long as I can provide clues, I can satisfy the other party's wish within my ability."

Xia Fan downplayed.

"...Your Excellency, please don't forget that this is southern Xinjiang, not China."

Chunyu Ming was silent for a moment, staring at Xia Fan without any emotion in his eyes.

"Actually, I don't want to bully others by virtue of my power. However, time is tight, so I can only come up with this bad plan."

Xia Fan sighed lightly.

"So, whether you understand or not, you must cooperate with me."

"Your Excellency is too domineering. Do you really think that there is no one in our Voodoo Cult?"

Chunyu Ming said in a deep voice.

"To be honest, all of you Voodoo Cults are not enough for me to hit with one hand. Don't get me wrong. I'm not looking down on you Voodoo Cults, it's just telling you the Voodoo Cults."

Xia Fan shook his head calmly.

Immediately, I stretched out a hand and pointed it at the sky.

The next moment.

Suddenly the sky changed suddenly.

Countless clouds gathered towards Xia Fan's fingers. As the clouds became more and more, they gradually enveloped the entire giant city and formed a black mass.

The strong wind began to rage.

Lightning and thunder are intertwined.

Anyone can feel the violent power brewing in the black clouds. Once these powers are released, they even make people feel fear of the arrival of the doomsday.

Chunyu Ming saw this.

The old face could no longer maintain its calmness and suddenly changed.

As a grand master.

He naturally knows better than anyone else.

This great power of manipulating nature is no longer something they can reach at this level, and even the supreme masters can do it.

"Please stop, please!"

so.

He compromised very simply.

"Haha, are you finally willing to cooperate with me now?"

Xia Fan looked at Chunyu Mingdao with a smile.

"I agreed."

Chunyu Ming lowered his head and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

"Don't feel frustrated. I just ask you to do a favor. As long as you can help me honestly, I will definitely add you later. After all, I don't want to have an unhappy relationship with you."

Xia Fan withdrew his hand, and the dark clouds in the sky calmed down and showed signs of dissipation.

"... Please move here, and you will be faithfully done by your instructions."

Chunyu Ming raised his head and looked at Xia Fandao with complicated eyes.

This person.

Who is the sacred place?

when.

Such people actually appeared in Shenzhou!

In fact, it is not because Chunyu Ming is ignorant.

After all, southern Xinjiang is isolated from China all year round, and news is blocked.

Even when Tianmen swept across the world, he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional to ignore southern Xinjiang.

Perhaps it seems to Tianmen.

Southern Xinjiang, a place outside the world, is not worthy of attention.

Instead of consuming a lot of manpower and time, it is better to focus all your energy on China.

It will not be too late to wait until the integration and digestion of Shenzhou is completed and then annex southern Xinjiang.

but.

As an elder of Voodoo.

Chunyu Ming is naturally more informed than ordinary people.

He knew that the Tianmen that unifies the world's sect appeared sixteen years ago in Shenzhou.

But the specific situation of Tianmen is not very clear.
To be continued...