The girl doesn't look much older than Ruan Xiang - just from appearance. After all, as long as you have enough monster power, it is easy for young people to look older and for older people to look younger. Therefore, judging her age from appearance alone is unreliable.
At least they could tell from the first moment that the kid was a monster.
She kept squinting and smiling, wearing a rose-red robe, the color matching was like the camellia flowers in the field, and she also had a large butterfly ribbon tied around her waist, which looked like small wings when viewed from the front. Ye Linghua was the only one who didn't realize her identity. He just asked the others in a low voice:
"This, is this Satsuki-kun...?"
The girl suddenly opened her round eyes and stared at her closely, but her smile did not diminish. Xie Zhe said calmly:
"No. She should be Satsuki-kun's subordinate. The real Satsuki-kun is a human being."
The girl raised her left eyebrow.
"Oh... are you so sure? Why can't I be the master of the Shadow Pavilion? Where did you... get the news?"
Speaking of which, she actually doesn't plan to act anymore. After all, Death Shadow Pavilion has existed for more than hundreds of years. Even if the "pavilion master" everyone sees looks different, there is only one real master. There will always be informed loudmouths who can't help but tell the world about it. . The little girl didn't seem to want to really investigate how they knew, and just asked casually.
Han Chang took a breath and quickly spit it out: "Huh - okay, little girl, we really have something important to see the Pavilion Master. If it is convenient for you, please send a message and ask her to condescend to meet you. us?"
"Oh my god, is my name so insignificant? That sounds really hurtful."
The girl frowned sadly, as if she had been greatly wronged. Han Chang sighed helplessly. Before he could say anything, Xie Zhe introduced himself.
"Thank you, this young master is Zhongli Hanzhang, and this is Miss Ye Lingyu. What do you call the girl?"
So the girl rolled her eyes and said: "Well... I guess you are polite. You are right. I am indeed Lord Satsuki's subordinate, called Zhu Tong. But Lord Pavilion is very busy, nothing important. Tell us people down below to do the same.”
"Every one of us has something to ask for when we come here to see the Pavilion Master." Han Chang said sincerely.
"Oh, then, she's not here."
Zhu Tong smiled and shrugged. Han Chang took another deep breath, feeling the urge to hit someone. But he is not that irritable person, he just feels a little irritated. He doesn't like this kind of boring joke - although he is quite good at it, it is not okay for others to make him run around in circles on important matters. But the girl in front of me is probably a soft-spoken person. Xie Zhe silently raised his hand to stop him, and patiently explained to Zhu Tong again:
"I was instructed by Qingyang Chukong and Mu Yuejun to come here to look for the things he entrusted to the Death Shadow Pavilion. Others..."
"Oh oh oh," Zhu Tong suddenly remembered something, "It turns out to be you, just tell me. Hey, your name is too ordinary. Although the master of the pavilion told us about it, I almost forgot it. Then, she is here. I will take you to see her."
With that said, Zhu Tong turned around and skipped away, followed by Xie Zhe. Han Zhang and Ye Linghua looked at each other in confusion. They were all thinking: Oh my god, this person's sense of existence is really low. Even his name can be forgotten by others. However, they couldn't guarantee it. If the three of them hadn't been together day and night for so many days, I'm afraid they, like everyone else, would have turned a blind eye to his existence.
For some reason, there was only one way to reach this dead end, but Zhu Tong seemed to be taking them a completely different way. Although they are all dark and cold passages, this path is obviously more fluorescent, and occasionally there are special vines hanging from the top. She led the three of them for a while, and finally stopped at the side of a stone wall. Zhu Tong touched the stone wall lightly with his fingertips, and cracks immediately appeared on it, and then it shattered with a bang. But the sound was not loud, and it was not like a rock falling or cracking. It was just like a thin and crisp cake being broken. A curtain made of blue spiritual stone beads appeared in front of her eyes. She opened the curtain and let a few people in. Xie Zhe was the first to go in and found that the space here was much wider and the dome was higher. Just ahead there was a figure doing something in front of a row of candles. The candle is white and the flame is blue. There were irregular fluorescent lights circling and flashing around her. Looking closer, they turned out to be light and fluttering spiritual butterflies.
Ye Lingquan turned around again and found that Miss Zhu Tong did not follow. Not only that, the curtain has also disappeared, and the back has turned into a smooth stone wall. The moss marks on it are also very complete, and it does not look like it has been destroyed.
"You came earlier than I guessed."
The woman turned around, and a blue spirit butterfly flew past her eyes. Her voice was melodious and ethereal. It was not like she was speaking in front of a few people, but the voice came from a more distant place. The fabric on her body looked very expensive, and I don't know how the color transition was done. It was as natural as the sky from east to west at dusk, but it was cold-toned. From the curling green of distant mountains in hazy rain and mist, to the deep and dark blue of the night sea, it covers almost all the colors that can be changed between the two, either bright or dark. Light fabrics complement heavy silver jewelry. She has a slender figure, and her arms stretch out from her long hair, which is as white as a waterfall of stars. It is also as white as gelatin, probably because she has not seen the sun all day long.
She came slowly from that direction, the walking stick on her head swaying slightly. Is that Dian Cui? She looked as beautiful as she was. Is this person with breathtaking beauty the rumored real owner of Death Shadow Pavilion?
Ye Lingquan had seen beauties before, but he didn't expect that people could be so beautiful. This feeling was different from the feeling that Miss Tao Zhu gave them before. There is no powdery smell, no floral and fruity smell, only a cold and cold breath. She is neither vulgar nor gorgeous, neither delicate nor charming, like a woman who does not belong to this world. If Tao Zhu is a gorgeous flower, Gao Yuejun must be a flower of spiritual stone that is carefully crafted to be fake and real. The latter's vitality is more sincere and moving than the former - although the status of the two is very different, with that kind of person It would be rude to compare her to her, but they really couldn't think of any other beauties they had seen recently. Even Han Chang was slightly dazed. He has seen many more beauties than Ling Quan, and he has even been transformed himself, but compared to the charming spell contained in the transformation technique, she is clean and clear, far beyond what others can match or learn.
Xie Zhe was unmoved. Is the so-called meditation method so powerful? Han Chang glanced at him with an expressionless face, and truly suspected that this man had been in the temple for a long time and that some parts of his body were different from those of normal people.
"I met Satsuki-kun. When I received Mutsuki-kun's letter, I set off immediately after settling my mother down. Although I thought that I could not delay for a moment, I still encountered some troubles along the way, and I also had …when to meddle in other people’s business.”
Lord Gao Yue nodded slowly and said, "You are clean and tidy in doing things, not sloppy, and you have the world in mind. Maybe you are really good at controlling Fengyun Zhan."
"Feng Yunzhan?"
Ye Lingyu asked blankly, and suddenly found that both Xie Zhe and Han Zhang were stunned. Before Xie Zhe could say anything, Han Zhang raised his voice and said, "Is it one of the Six Paths Divine Weapons made by the previous Shui Wujun?"
"It's the 'Way of Heaven'. Hey, it's really bleak to say. He was obviously a good hand at controlling soldiers. In the end, people only remembered him because of his weapons. There are really few people who know that he is good at swordsmanship. There are very few."
"I've heard a little bit about it." Han Zhang was a little excited, "But Fengyun Zhan is really here?"
"Here, it's right here. I have it with me."
After saying that, Lord Gaoyue took off one of the hairpins from his head. She gently threw it up, and when it fell into her hand, it turned into a shining long sword. She held it in her hand and handed it to Xie Zhe. Xie Zhe was still stunned, not knowing whether he should answer or not. Apparently, he only knew that Mutsuki-kun asked him to get a sword, but he never said what kind of sword it was. Ling Huan looked over and felt that the sword was ordinary in appearance, no different from the ordinary three-foot green sword.
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Are you afraid that my concubine will be replaced by you?"
"This was never intended..."
Xie Zhe immediately reached out to take it and bowed deeply. He felt that the sword was very light in his hand, only two pounds, about half the weight of common swords. Lord Gaoyue tilted his head slightly and looked at the sword in Xie Che's hand. A spiritual butterfly landed on the sword, and she said softly:
"Hmm... I feel like there hasn't been any change. I heard that people selected by the sword have some unusual celestial phenomena. But in the final analysis, it's just hearsay. Even if there is, it may just be a coincidence, so you don't have to be discouraged."
How dare Xie Zhe become discouraged? He never dreamed that he would get such a peerless weapon.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to control it." He felt like he was trembling, but he didn't seem to be. "Musuki-kun must think highly of me, or maybe he's partial to me because he watched me grow up. I'm not a rich man. A noble person is not a chivalrous and courageous knight in the world. He just has a so-called good intention to meddle in other people's business, and has a patchwork of skills that are not very good in all aspects... How can I be worthy of Fu Songfeng? The weapon you are waiting for? I believe Mutsuki-kun has other things to say to me..."
"You have to figure it out for yourself, Qingyang Chukong always says half of this. However, since it is the person he likes, there should be no mistake. No one has ever said that any weapon you get will have a mission. As for the sword In your hands, you can use it as you wish. Aren't you tired of standing? Sit down and take a rest."
With that said, she walked calmly through the three-person room. I don't know when there was another pair of tables and chairs in the center. They were made of colored glaze and looked refreshing and cool. Lingdie controlled the delicate teapot to pour tea into the cup. Ye Linghua only dared to watch and did not dare to move. Xie Zhe also stood still and did not move. Only Han Chang sat down at the table with great interest and asked Gao Yuejun:
"Do you have any other Six Paths Divine Weapons here?"
"It's a pity. If it were all in my hands, I would be able to wake up from my dreams with a smile. Do you know Cangyi City? The mountains in the suburbs over there are not honest. They are all sleeping volcanoes. Fu Songfeng is waiting for him to forge a sword with his own body. , died here, it was the weapon that Hongxuan Changye was ordered to recover. Logically speaking, the swords are all in his hands, but it is normal for him to live in exile for so many years... Only Fengyun Slash, which expresses the way of heaven, is the most powerful weapon in the world. The Lord ordered it to be handed over to Mutsuki-kun for safekeeping. Oh, there is also the Duan Chen Huan, which symbolizes humanity, and was in the hands of a human girl at the time. Later, she died, and the Duan Chen Huan should be handed over to her master for safekeeping. Her master is an immortal."
Upon hearing this, Han Chang was a little happy. He had a different feeling about this little girl, because she was somewhat similar to him in terms of the identity of the master. Xie Zhe and Ling Hu finally took their seats. The former placed the sword gently on the table and frowned.
He was a little unbelievable: "Other weapons... ordinary people can't control them."
"There is always someone who can." Gao Yuejun chuckled, "The adults asked Hongxuan Changye to take charge. They must all know it well, so you don't have to worry about it. By the way, you can just wear a scabbard with your sword. Yes, it is easier to take care of than its brothers."
The three of them were sitting across from each other in confusion. Lord Gaoyue took a sip of tea and said happily:
"Okay, then besides that...what else do the four of you have to do that is worthy of getting together to trouble me?"
