She transmigrated into the body of a vicious female and saved the sickly villain.

Chapter 265 Even Crying Has Rules

Qiao Yaoyao narrowed her eyes, not too surprised.

Everything unusual was foreshadowed from the very beginning.

The Beast God Statue Plaza of the Nanxing Tribe is built on the back side of the beach.

Their statues were built of sand and stone, and were not particularly tall, but still taller than the nearby woods.

Surrounded by sacred trees, and judging from the changes in the surrounding sand and stones, this plaza must have been built many years ago.

They went inside with the Third Elder.

Upon entering the inner area, there was a pool of blood in front of the Beast God statue.

Three unconscious people lay amidst the bloodstains.

The third elder stumbled along, for the Nanxing tribe had many rules.

There are many more than in the Green Grass Tribe. For example, in front of the Beast God statue, it is forbidden to transform into beast form, not to mention such basic rules.

So as soon as they entered, everyone transformed into human form.

Furthermore, someone pulled Bai Sichen along, indicating that the female had to go to the front.

Bai Sichen narrowed his eyes and used his divine power to brush the person away.

The orcs wanted to say something, but Qiao Yaoyao glanced at them.

They immediately retreated.

Because the scene before them was too shocking, the others didn't care about anything else and the group stood in several rows according to the rules.

At the very front were the clan leader and the third elder.

Mei Xiao broke down and hugged the Second Elder, pressing hard on her chest.

"Ah! Second Sister!"

The chieftain held the unconscious witch doctor, crying out, "Little Hai! Little Hai!"

Qiao Yaoyao looked at the ignored clouds.

She tightened her grip on Bai Sichen's hand.

Bai Sichen raised his hand and covered Qiao Yaoyao's eyes, "Don't look."

Qiao Yaoyao calmed herself down and pulled Bai Sichen's hand down. "Okay, I'm ready."

Yun's body was in a rather gruesome state.

But what made Qiao Yaoyao somewhat reluctant to look was that the wizard's eyes...

Is such that.

Qiao Yaoyao reached out and used her divine power to cover the clouds.

The clan chief was the first to raise his head. "Lord Qiao! What's going on?"

Qiao Yaoyao snorted coldly and chuckled, "Why are you asking me what's going on?"

What does this have to do with her?

Are they using her to solve cases?

The clan leader's lips moved, but he didn't know what to say for a moment. In the end, he silently lowered his head.

He looked at the witch doctor whose face was covered in blood.

"Xiao Hai!" the clan chief cried out in anguish.

Qiao Yaoyao pursed her lips speechlessly. Of the three people, two were dead and one was alive.

The fact that they can still hug each other so affectionately suggests there's a story behind it.

However, she didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

The beast god statue of the Nanxing tribe has a link.

Unless absolutely necessary, she didn't want to pay any attention to that damned beast god.

She used to rely on her inner strength and intuition, but after reading the old witch doctor's scroll, she became even less inclined to rely on them.

She tugged at Bai Sichen's hand, and Bai Sichen immediately understood.

He quickly jumped with her and headed straight for the Beast God statue.

No one noticed Qiao Yaoyao's actions, and even if they did, they wouldn't dare to stop her.

What's more, their tribe's shaman is now dead!

Where is the new wizard?

The current wizard is in his prime.

They did not cultivate apprentices or close successors in advance.

Mei Xiao held the Second Elder's body, weeping uncontrollably.

She burst into tears, and the other orcs joined in.

In the Nanxing tribe, even crying must be done according to rules.

Once the females with status in front had finished crying, that's when they'll be done.

The second elder's beast-hunters filed forward, knelt down, and began to weep.

As for the others, some cried for the Second Elder, some cried for the Wizard, and some cried for themselves.

The tribe's strongest shaman was killed so easily.

There was also the second elder and the witch doctor.

Their strong survival instincts reminded them that the Nanxing tribe was in big trouble.

The square was filled with chatter as Qiao Yaoyao and Bai Sichen arrived at Yun's house.

It's not that Qiao Yaoyao is cold-blooded.

But she also didn't have the urge to stand up for others.

not to mention....

She also wanted to see what the murderer was trying to achieve by doing all this.

Could it be due to the influence of that divine artifact?

Qiao Yaoyao was too lazy to guess; she would just wait and see the result later.

Similar to the Green Grass Tribe, this is the layout of most tribes. The shaman's courtyard is usually next to the statue of the beast god.

Yun's courtyard was much cozier than that of the young man and the old man.

In the courtyard, camellias of various colors are planted.

The presence of beast crystals buried in the ground can prolong the blooming of flowers.

Qiao Yaoyao sighed, looking at how well the yard was maintained. Yun was indeed a person who loved life.

pity...

Finding no trace of the artifact in the courtyard, the two walked into the house.

Upon entering the house, I wasn't too surprised.

The gleaming gold hurt her eyes.

All wizards were probably gold miners in their past lives.

The house was large and had a lot of stuff; the Nanxing tribe was quite wealthy.

They've accumulated enough beast crystals to fill almost half a room.

However, Qiao Yaoyao did not touch these things. She and Bai Sichen cautiously used their divine power to explore their surroundings.

The two opened their eyes, looked at each other, and shook their heads simultaneously.

Qiao Yaoyao waved her hand and walked towards the scroll rack inside the room. "It's normal that it's not here, after all, this place is more conspicuous."

She opened the scroll and started reading.

Then he tilted his head.

He handed it to Bai Sichen, saying, "Yun has this good habit of writing a diary. Let's each read one side; that way it'll be faster."

Neither of them had any desire to pry into other people's private affairs.

Although Qiao Yaoyao was somewhat curious, her curiosity had its limits. Right now, she was more interested in seeing if there were any records about that divine artifact.

half an hour.

Qiao Yaoyao silently put the scroll back.

"The wizard... what an unromantic blockhead."

Bai Sichen nodded silently.

Then he said, "It's a pity about this cloud, but the person is already gone... Oh well, even if the wizard knew, it wouldn't matter."

Qiao Yaoyao sighed, "You're right."

The wizard's scrolls don't record much; the tribe's record-keeping is done by the witch doctor.

So all they saw was a young girl's first love turning into a forced responsibility.

There is also love that is trapped in a small space and cannot be expressed.

Finally, he abandoned all his emotions, but still stubbornly planted the ever-blooming camellia.

However, he did mention that magical artifact a few times.

After her master left, Yun never touched that divine artifact again.

Later, this magical artifact disappeared.

What she gave to Qiao Yaoyao was that box and a camellia.

The box was a thank-you gift for her, and the flower was a farewell to a woman's youthful love.

She probably wanted to use Qiao Yaoyao to give that flower to someone she had wanted to give it to for many years.

Qiao Yaoyao believes Yun's diary.

so...

Who replaced that camellia?

After touring several rooms, there was nothing of value other than a great deal of wealth and treasure.

Qiao Yaoyao looked at the golden pot in the room.

His eyes narrowed.

With a flick of the little hand, the beast god statue outside emitted a long, drawn-out howl.

But Qiao Yaoyao's hands didn't stop.

A moment later, a mournful cry was heard outside.

A small golden pot appeared in Qiao Yaoyao's backpack.

Then, the white backlash surged from Qiao Yaoyao's palm throughout her entire body.