Tent
There was only the whistling sound of the wind around.
Feng Guardian and Sikong Fu confront each other.
The wind seemed to be even more violent.
With a chuckle, Sikong Ran smiled.
“Don’t get me wrong, you and I are the alliance.”
One sentence swept away the tense atmosphere.
The Wind Guardian also laughed loudly.
“Boy, you’re a little interesting. I like you. It’s nothing more than the alliance between King Cang and you.”
“Those people are your enemies and my opponents. And we are the alliance.”
Sikong Ran emphasized the word “alliance”.
“But…”
Sikong Ran changed his mind.
“I promised King Cang that he would send people over. I will do my best. As for Feng Guardian, you don’t need to interfere. Of course, Feng Guardian wants to deal with people from other teams, and there will be no troubles. As long as Feng Guardian is willing, I can also provide information from other teams.”
After Sikong Ran said that, Feng Guardian thought for a moment.
“I will follow what you said. I don’t need the news from other teams. I only need the specific information from one person. Ning Fengxi, that boy brought one of our mine bases and snatched away some things. Those things are very important to us Qing Cang people. I want to take them back and avenge my dead brothers.”
Feng Guardian said annoyedly.
The person who guarded that mine vein was his clan sister. If he did not avenge this hatred, he would not be able to relieve his hatred.
Whether it is the Wind Guardian or the Cang King, they all focus on regaining the mutated seeds. As for Xin Lin, it is just an extra supplement.
“Ning Fengxi is not nearby recently, but he should show up in a while.”
Sikong Ran thought for a moment.
Ning Fengxi’s whereabouts, along with the whereabouts of the Xingluo team, have always been erratic.