Chapter 1187
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The Patriarch of the Huyan Clan, Hu Yan Ba, had a long-term plan.
The Sorcerer Race had already declined. However, eradicating the Sorcerer Race wasn't something that could be done in a short period of time.
It must be known that the Sorcerer Race had been the number one aristocratic family in the Yulong Continent for thousands of years. Eradicating the Sorcerer Race was even more difficult than eradicating the Murong Clan.
The reason why Hu Yan Ba didn't dare to act rashly was very simple. The Murong Clan had been exterminated.
Hu Yan Ba felt that the Sorcerer Race hadn't done this. He also didn't believe that the Sorcerer God of the Sorcerer Race had returned.
Therefore, there was only one explanation for the Murong Clan's extermination.
There was an eighty percent chance that the Sorcerer Race had joined forces with a powerful clan to eradicate the Murong Clan.
In other words, the Sorcerer Race had an expert helping them from behind.
Therefore, Hu Yan Ba planned to take his time and plan to slowly eliminate the Sorcerer Race.
Yun Jian and Si Yi didn't know what had happened in the Huyan Clan. Even the people of the Sorcerer Race didn't know about it.
Eradicating the Murong Clan meant that the Sorcerer Race wouldn't be suppressed in the future. They could pick themselves up again.
Yun Jian and the others had been arranged to stay in the Sorcerer Race's most luxurious main hall.
Yun Jian and Si Yi were standing in a bamboo forest in the Sorcerer Race's main hall. Yun Jian had taken the initiative to call Si Yi over.
It was very quiet here. Even the people of the Sorcerer Race rarely came here.
Yun Jian raised her head and looked at Si Yi. She pursed her red lips. Then, she took out the butterfly knife made from the God Destroying Blade and placed it in her hand.
Yun Jian slowly raised her head and looked at Si Yi. She wiped her red lips. Her beautiful face and clear eyes fascinated Si Yi.
Yun Jian paused for two seconds. Then, she asked Si Yi, "Is this yours?" Yun Jian raised her hand and shook the butterfly knife in her hand.
"You gave this to me, didn't you?" She did not ask the latter question in a questioning tone. Instead, she spoke to Si Yi with certainty.
She looked at Si Yi, only to see Si Yi raise his eyebrows.
Hearing Yun Jian's question, Si Yi would never hide the truth from Yun Jian.
He replied decisively, "Yes." At the same time, he reached out and pulled Yun Jian into his embrace.
Mesmerized by the girl's fresh and clean scent, Si Yi could not help lowering his head and bending down to Yun Jian's ear, where her collarbone was, to savor her wonderful scent as he explained, "There's no need for that.
"I did forge the God Vanquishing Blade into a butterfly knife and asked Satana to pass it to you."
In other words, Satana did not give his family heirloom to Yun Jian.
Compared to Satana's family heirloom, the God Vanquishing Blade in Yun Jian's hand was the true treasure.
Compared to Satana's family heirloom, the blade of the butterfly knife in Yun Jian's hand was the true divine weapon! It was one of a kind in the world!
It could be said that the two could not be compared at all!
Si Yi had merely borrowed Satana's hand to pass the God Vanquishing Blade that he had personally ordered his men to modify into a butterfly knife to Yun Jian.
"You …" Yun Jian did not ask where Si Yi got the knife. She was suddenly touched that he had given her such a precious item without a word.
Yun Jian's heart warmed. Just as she was about to say something in gratitude, Si Yi's shameless words were heard.
"Xiao Jian, don't move. Let me touch you."
Just as Yun Jian reacted, she felt a large palm reaching under her shirt. It went around her bra to latch onto a soft part of her and pinched gently.
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