Chapter 608: Lower Realm Citizen >

t had appeared before him, he raised his foot and stepped onto it. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he walked out of this thousand-medicine formation unhurriedly.Just as Ginger Cloud's figure appe...As a boundary guardian, responsible for guarding one world after another, although not allowed to interfere with anything in the worlds they guard, they are still transcendent beings.

Especially in a desolate realm like the Shan Hai Realm, the strength of a boundary protector is absolutely immense.

However, at this moment, a flattering smile appeared on Wang Lin's face. He didn't even glance at the big man and others on the ground. Instead, he cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards the old and young and said: "Wang Lin, the guardian of the Mountain Sea Realm, greets you both."

"I wonder what brings the two of you to this realm. Is there anything I can do for you"

Facing Wang Lin's respectful attitude, the elder nodded slightly. Just as he was about to reply, the young man ignored him and frowned, speaking first: "Uncle, are you sure that the last traces of energy emitted by Sister Yue Rou and the others were in this ghost place"

Whether it was the appearance of the young and old, or Wang Lin's arrival, and their conversations in between, Ginger Cloud, who had always been sitting on the small square of Ginger Village, remained oblivious.

But when the young man spoke those words, he suddenly raised his head.

Next, his figure flashed and he appeared directly in front of the two. His eyes glinted as he stared straight at the young man and said, "What did you just say Yue Rou sister"

The young man's face turned cold instantly, and he said coldly: "Where did you come from, low-class commoner You dare to mention Sister Yue'rou's name Get out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped Ginger Cloud's face with all his might.

In his opinion, this insignificant nobody from the lower realms who looked to be around his age couldn't possibly withstand a single slap from him.

However, his wrist suddenly tightened. Ginger Cloud's palm firmly grasped his wrist.

Jiang Yun's prowess not only caused the young man's face to change, but even the elder beside him flashed a gleam in his eyes.

Clearly, they were a bit disbelieving that Jiang Yun could actually grab the young man's wrist.

While Wang Lin still wore a respectful smile, he inwardly let out a cold snort.

Although he didn't know who these two people were, the fact that they could break through the barrier of the Shanhai Realm without him noticing meant they must have come from a powerful force far above his own.

In the eyes of many, especially those young people from powerful factions, the Wasteland is an inferior world, and those who live there are also considered inferior beings.

In a world of mediocrity, it is fundamentally impossible for any geniuses or masters to emerge.

But little did they know, within the realm of mountains and seas, there lived a freak of nature named Jiang Yun!

With Jiang Yun's age and strength, even if placed among the various major worlds and sects, he couldn't be said to be the unparalleled existence. But at least he was definitely not a soft persimmon that anyone could casually squeeze.

Ginger coldly stared at the young man and said, “I ask you, is your ‘Yue Rou’ sister surnamed Ginger”

Being held by the wrist, Ginger Cloud apparently felt humiliated and sneered coldly: "Such a clueless thing! Since that's the case, I'll grant your wish!"

Just then, the elder beside him suddenly flicked his sleeves lightly and said: "Young Master, wait!"

As the elder waved his sleeve, Jiang Yun suddenly felt a powerful yet gentle force strike his palm silently, forcing him to loosen his grip.

It's not hard to see that the elder's strength is indeed extremely powerful, but he doesn't behave arrogantly and unreasonably like young people.

However, the young people's faces were displeased as they said, "What's wrong"

The old man bowed slightly and said, "Young master, the last breath of Uncle Ginger and the others came from this very place. It's just that it's been far too long ago."

"If someone hadn't recast their image here before, I wouldn't be able to perceive them."

This sentence made the hulking man, who had never spoken a word, narrow his eyes slightly.

That image was specifically shown to Jiang Yun by him, but unexpectedly, it was noticed by these two people. Moreover, they used the image to find this place.

As for Wang Lin standing beside him, his brows were tightly furrowed, looking deeply troubled.

He could already roughly guess the purpose of this pair, old and young, coming to the Shan Hai Realm: they were looking for someone.

And the person they were looking for should be within this hundred thousand-zhang mountain range. They entered and left silently, without anyone knowing.

Even, I quietly lived for an unknown amount of time!

And that's what happened. It was a serious dereliction of duty on the part of this Town Guardian.

If they hadn't interfered with the affairs of the Shan Hai Realm, it would be fine. But if they intervened and affected the fate of the Shan Hai Realm, then once the investigation came down from above, they would be finished.

Thinking about this, his gaze involuntarily turned to Jiang Yun. Now he only hoped that this weirdo, Jiang Yun, was definitely not trained by that mysterious group!

At this time, the old man pointed at Jiang Yun and said: "Since this person mentioned Miss Yue Rou's name, he must have had contact with them before. Perhaps we can get some useful information from him."

The young man's brow furrowed slightly, though unwillingly, he could only shake his head helplessly and say: "Since that's the case, you ask. I find these inferior commoners annoying just looking at them!"

After uttering those words, the young man flung his sleeve back and turned away, leaving the scene by himself.

He appeared disinterested, but in reality, a smirk played on his lips as he stared intently at Jiang Yun.

The elder then walked up to Jiang Yun's face and said expressionlessly, "Young one, we are not from your world. We came here to look for the whereabouts of our clan members."

Have you met a group of people surnamed Jiang here

Jiang Yun looked at the old man, and said word by word, "My surname is Jiang, Grandpa, you gave me the name Jiang Yun!"

"Are you looking for your family Is there Uncle Ginger Mu, Brother Ginger Lei, Sister Ginger Yue Rou, and Grandpa Ginger Wan Li!"

Although Ginger Cloud remained immersed in sadness, with the arrival of these two people and after hearing their conversation, he was also able to deduce that they should be surnamed Jiang as well, and were true members of his grandfather's clan.

As expected, as soon as Jiang Yun's words fell, the elder nodded repeatedly and said: "That's right, they are my clan members. Do you know where they have gone now"

Wang Lin's heart, at this moment, finally sank to the bottom of the valley!

Gingercloud was actually trained by this group of people!

The appearance of Jiang Yun was more than just interfering with the fate of the Shanhai realm; everything he did was essentially rewriting the fate of the Shanhai realm.

Of course, Jiang Yun didn't know Wang Lin's thoughts right now. Instead, she frowned and said, "They left ten years ago. Shouldn't they have returned to your clan"

"Ten years ago"

The old man also frowned and muttered to himself, "That's right, the time when their last breath dissipated and the time when the life stones appeared abnormally were exactly the same!"

Then he asked, “How did they leave”

"Grandpa opened a golden light gate, and they stepped through it and left."

The elder nodded and said, “That is the Dao of my clan, but with Elder Jiang’s supernatural powers, returning the Dao to the family would only take two or three months at most. Now, over ten years have passed, why haven’t they gone back yet”

Upon hearing this, Ginger Cloud's body trembled violently, and a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in her heart.

Because he suddenly remembered the dream he had a month ago, of being in the underworld and understanding the art of death and rebirth. He heard his grandfather's voice when he came back to life!

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