After hearing this, Mo Wen, the first disciple, sighed softly: "Little junior sister, ever since Wan Shemen set up with King Zhennan, we have almost been annexed by us in the past few years. If we can't get the holy beast back this time, the sect will be gone. The ancestral teachings are useless."
The little girl in black bit her lip after hearing this and asked: "But...but Beiliang is thousands of miles away from us, and water from far away can't quench our thirst for nearness!"
"Besides, King Zhennan still has a chance to sit on the throne of royal blood, while King Beiliang is almost done..."
As she said that, the little girl looked at Lin Xi's back, obviously not optimistic about it.
Not just her, but everyone in the world is like this.
The Northern Liang Army has always focused on military merit. It was easy to say anything when Lin Zhen was alive, but once the old man died, it was hard to say whether Lin Xi, the Liang King, could convince everyone.
More importantly, the news that Lin Zhen had taken the Nine Transformations Pill was also spread.
This also indirectly proves that there must be people in Beiliang who have thoughts that they shouldn't have.
at the same time.
The white-haired old man on the high wall suddenly laughed twice.
"Boy, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."
"Don't you know that Lin Zhen doesn't have long to live?"
As he said that, the white-haired old man sneered: "Your Holy Ancient Sect can still survive at least now, but if you wade through this muddy water, then it's really not certain, right?"
Mo Wen frowned after hearing this, and just as he was about to speak, another laugh suddenly came from behind.
"That's right, you kid, don't cause trouble to the Holy Ancient Sect."
Everyone looked around and saw an old man strolling over with half of his face disfigured.
Almost at the same time, a mysterious person walked out from the four directions of east, west, north and south.
Mo Wen could feel that almost all of these people were in the ninth rank, and some had reached the peak of the ninth rank.
The half-faced old man let out a heart-piercing laugh.
"Keke, Lin Xi, do you have any last words?"
Hearing this scalp-numbing laughter, Lin Xi slowly raised her head and looked at Zi Yuan, who was clutching her cuffs.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
After hearing this, Zi Yuan pursed her lips and said with tears in her eyes: "Your Highness, Zi Yuan is useless..."
Lin Xi smiled, but before she could speak, the white-haired old man's laughter came over.
"Okay, that's enough of Nuwai!"
"Lin Xi, if you don't want to hurt others, then commit suicide."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Xi picked up Zi Yuan, squeezed the slender legs, and whispered: "You have gained weight."
Zi Yuan's little face turned red with embarrassment.
Seeing this scene, several old men's chests trembled with anger.
at this time.
Twelve black shadows suddenly appeared in the distance.
A ferocious mask, a dark robe, a coffin-like wooden box in one hand, and a slender cold knife in the other.
If you look closely, who else could it be if it weren't for the twelve Onimusha?
The corners of the half-faced old man's mouth slightly raised, and he was about to speak.
Above the attic, under the moonlight, a slender and beautiful girl gave him a cold look.
Slender body, supple and tender skin, white silk scarf covering his face, slender fingers, as cold as ice.
"Ah you are…"
The queen opened her eyes slightly, lowered her head with a cold face, and the half-faced old man swallowed his words instantly.
"Huh, even if you are here today, I can't even think of protecting him."
As soon as these words came out, the white-haired old man was about to start a conversation. On the high wall on the other side, an old man with a childlike face and gray hair stood in the sky.
"Hey, I'm not too late."
As he said that, the old man in slightly tattered clothes lowered his head and looked down: "Oh, it seems I'm not too late. Fortunately, I still made it in time."
The white-haired old man frowned upon hearing the sound.
"Two Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain, you are here too."
The old Taoist was stunned after hearing this, then smiled and cupped his hands.
"Oh, this fellow Taoist, as the saying goes, this, this... the queen... ahem..."
Halfway through his words, when he saw the slender figure on the attic glaring at him, the old Taoist priest instantly changed the topic and smiled awkwardly.
"Well, that's it."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was confused.
What the hell, is there something wrong with this veteran’s brain? Guessing riddles? What kind of thing is it?
Above the attic, even the Queen was so angry that she gritted her teeth.
Why did Longhushan send him here!
…
Huaizhou City.
In a certain restaurant, many aristocratic families who were in front of the Wang family just now were all gathered together.
"Wait a minute, you mean Lin Zhen has already taken the Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill..."
"So, he is really injured? He is going to die?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked shocked.
The other person's pupils shrank and he said in a cold voice: "No, that's just about dying. If Lin Xi really dies in Huaizhou, he still has enough energy to travel to the south of the Yangtze River!"
"Boom~" a sound.
Everyone looked over in unison.
In front of the window sill, the scholar in white with his back to everyone folded up his folding fan.
"Don't worry, Lin Zhen won't bother going south."
As he spoke, the scholar in white smiled slightly.
"If my prediction is correct, he should be resisting Sirius' attack at this time."
Everyone's pupils shrank when they heard this, and one of them frowned and said, "Have you contacted Sirius?"
After hearing this, the scholar in white frowned and shook the folding fan in his hand.
"Hey, don't say this nonsense."
"We respect Prince Liang very much, and these news are just hearsay."
"If you believe it, then believe it. If you don't believe it, just pretend I didn't say anything."
After saying that, the scholar in white smiled slightly, clapped his hands with the folding fan, turned around and left.
The faces of all the aristocratic families almost wrinkled together when they saw this.
One of them said coldly: "What does he mean?"
"You came here specially to tell us this. Are you trying to drag us into trouble?"
The other person shook his head after hearing this.
"No, they are not that stupid, and we will not get involved in this matter just because of his words."
As he said that, the speaker frowned and said thoughtfully: "In my opinion, he wanted us to block the news of Lin Xi's death afterwards, or he had some other purpose."
Everyone nodded when they heard this.
"Okay, there's no need to think so much, we just have to wait and watch the show."
"If Lin Xi is lucky enough to survive, then we will just pretend that nothing happened."
After saying that, Wang Wu raised his head and smiled. "But if Lin Xi dies, then we will help them and hide it for as long as we can."
…
Under the courtyard.
Lin Xi slowly put Zi Yuan on the chair, smoothed the beauty's hair at the temples, and pinched her white and tender face.
Zi Yuan bit her red lips, looked around and whispered: "Your Highness, don't worry about the servants. Let the Queen and Onimusha protect you and leave quickly. As long as you leave the city..."
"What are you talking about?" Lin Xi raised Zi Yuan's little hand, put her slender index finger to her mouth and shushed.
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