Shangguan Yun monk felt my emotions and put his hand on my shoulder, "Don't worry, people who have been planted with ancient medicine will not die so easily. Go in."
At this time, the row of maids in the living room looked over, and two people hurriedly ran over. Gena patted Fatini on the shoulder, blew the hair on her forehead, and pressed it hard against her face. He said harshly: "I'll keep the knife for you. Return it to me after you recover from the injury. In the days to come, I'll teach you how to be the boss."
As soon as she finished speaking, accompanied by Fatini's scream, Rena pulled her hair again, stood up, blew the hair on her hand disdainfully, looked back at me, and said lightly: "Master, let's go!"
This scene has completely overturned my understanding of Yunwen Temple. There has never been such a scene in Kunlun Mountain. It is indeed rich and beautiful, but the collision of class struggle and power here is even more intense.
I couldn't help feeling frightened, thinking that I was lucky to be a witch god. If I wasn't a witch god, I wouldn't have been able to survive even half a quarter of an hour in Yunwen Temple. Damn it, if you look at someone wrong, I can chop you into pieces. ! Of course, I understand that my own thoughts are a bit exaggerated, but I estimate that this is the situation.
How should I explain this to my great-grandfather and great-grandmother? My witch servant seriously injured their most beloved slave. Rena is a bit hard to ask for.
I looked at Rena tremblingly and said in a low voice: "You are crazy! Don't go in yet, I will beg you later."
Rena bit her lower lip and looked back at Fatini, "That's how it is in Yunwen Temple, let alone the Witch God Palace. Even outside, no matter how well-backed, whoever dares to contradict his superiors is challenging the authority of the Witch God. , I can live alone on the first floor of the majestic Witch God Palace as a witch servant. If I am slapped in the face today, it will be to let others see your joke, my master! In the future, you will have no sense of presence in Yunwen Temple, I Lord Witch God!"
I saw that Rena's eyes were red, and I knew that she was fighting for my face just now. After all, there is a saying that when a dog is beaten, it depends on its owner. Although Rena is not a dog, she is from my side, but with My great-grandfather didn't have to calculate it so clearly, so I was a little angry and took a step closer to her, "That's the truth, but this is my great-grandfather's person. If you hurt her, do you think he will let her go?" You? Fatini’s qualifications are based on the elders. It doesn’t matter if I say a few words to you. You are not only twenty years old this year? You have saved my face as a witch god, but do you know that this is also equivalent to Slap my great-grandfather in the face.”
Maybe my tone was a little excited, and it sounded like the palace ladies were scolding her. She couldn't hold it in anymore, and her tears flowed down disobediently. She wiped them away fiercely, "I...I am the Witch God Palace." As a witch servant who has been appointed, I have the responsibility to protect my master’s face. Whether the others will die or be offended is not my concern. Also, I am the last hope of our Luotuo family. Who dares to challenge me? You’re not welcome!”
As soon as I saw the good guy, she was still obsessed with me. I pointed at her nose, glared and said, "Why do you go straight and be more flexible? I don't need your care. Aren't you here for the rejuvenation of your family?" Then be careful and don't get yourself into trouble. Do you think all hatred and cruelty must be brought to light? How many times have I told you not to make enemies for yourself? Have you listened?" Baolai?
At this time, Zhusha pulled me and gave me an angry look, which meant that they are trying their best to save face for you, but you still want to scold them as much as you want.
At this moment, four people appeared at the door of the living room. One of them, a tall man, smiled and his eyes were as bright as the stars. He said to me: "Fu'er, come to my great-grandfather's arms. I am almost eighteen years old." It’s been years, and my great-grandfather misses you so much.”
When I saw this man, he was wearing an embroidered robe with gold thread and red lining. He looked like a royal, tall and mighty, and he looked like he was about forty years old. Accompanying him was a graceful woman wearing a brown dress. There was a fire unicorn embroidered on it. My eyes lit up and my heart shrank, thinking that this must be my great-grandfather Zhuge Jian and great-grandmother Hua Xu Tianlai.
But it wasn’t over yet. I looked at the other two women next to them again. Both were beautiful women, but one was much more stable. She seemed to be around thirty, wearing a white dress. I knew this. It's my grandma, and the other one is wearing a black short dress. Her hair is very eye-catching, silver-gray, tied into two ponytails hanging down to her calves. Although her facial features are as delicate as my third aunt Guo Jiayan , but the outline looks deeper and a bit small and exquisite. I know, there is no need to guess this. This is my second aunt Guo Jiayin, who is also the wife of Shangguan Yun monk, and the future Queen Mother of the West.
Monk Shangguan Yun pushed me and also pushed Zhusha, "You two, hurry up and go."
We fell into the arms of our relatives who had reunited after a long absence. That night we went to the twelfth floor, the mansion where our great-grandfather and great-grandmother lived. Each floor of Wushen Palace was very large. We had been looking for the living room for a long time, and it could be said that every floor It’s not an exaggeration to live in a house with 3,000 people. Basically, when my grandfather and the others were here, they lived on the tenth floor. I also found out that my grandma’s real name was Shangguan Shengsheng, the second grandma was Shangguan Jiyao, and the third grandma was Shangguan. Longji.
It was also the first time that Shangguan Yun monk came up to the twelfth floor. He didn't expect that he would be able to come up, so the eyes he looked at my great-grandfather became much softer.
My great-grandfather seemed very excited to see me and called me into a room alone. We walked to the balcony, sat down, and started a series of long talks.
All of this is a game of chess played by great-grandfather and Qilin King Kunlun, as well as the previous generation Qilin King Eclipse. Since Xuanyuan, the ancient medicine and other foundations of Kunlun Mountain have become increasingly inferior to Yunwen Temple. Not only has it experienced During the civil strife of the Queen Mother of the West, she also lost the ancient Su family, and there were hidden dangers in the ancient tomb of Xiujia. Therefore, Kunlun Mountain wanted to negotiate terms with his great-grandfather to move into the Wushen Palace of Yunwen Temple, and even build another Qilin Palace next to the Wushen Palace. However, due to the For many reasons, such as the eighteen levels of hell and these major families, my great-grandfather was afraid of breaking this check and balance.
My great-grandfather seemed to be very interested in me. He picked up the tea cup and pointed at my forehead, "Fu'er, open your eyes for me to see! Then I will tell you some secrets you want to know."
"Also, I will plan your mission for the next thirty years."
