Ning Xia was about to say something in a daze when she suddenly woke up. What was wrong with her? Like a demon!
She looked at the man who asked the question in horror and surprise. How could she suddenly lose her mind? Could it be his doing? This slightly frightened look turned into fear in Jiang Zheng's eyes, which was exactly what he wanted. Only when he was afraid would he tell the truth.
That little bug was extremely cunning. He and his disciples searched for it for a long time and almost lost its trace several times. Fortunately, the little girl's cultivation was low and she started to make strange moves due to exhaustion. They chased the girl into Yanqiu Tower, and happened to find themselves in a urn.
This wing was the second room. There was only one Qi-training monk sitting alone in the huge box, and there were no other older monks around him. It was really strange.
Compared to the previous box where the Jindan monks were sitting, the owner of this box was more like a person who could hide.
"My uncle has something important to do. He went out and asked his disciples to wait here. I have been sitting in the room for a long time, and no one has come in." Don't mess around, she has someone to back her up, Ning Xia thought to herself.
"That's it..." Ning Xia noticed that the other party's tone seemed a little relaxed, and did not dare to say carelessly: "This disciple is a humble person of the Wuhua Sect. I am able to accompany you tonight because of the care of a true monarch. Take a look at the night market. Is the real person a monk from Tianxing Pavilion? Do you have something important to do to find True Lord Yuanheng?"
She didn't even mention that she had seen him this morning, and she didn't dare to tell him that she had even seen him being slapped away by her True Lord.
But apparently this real person remembered it by himself, his face turned red, and he clenched his back teeth with a look of hatred. Ning Xia quickly lowered her head and pretended to be thirsty and drank tea. Who knew if the other party would become angry and attack her. She just had to achieve the suggested effect.
When Jiang Zheng lost his mind and looked at the little girl, he found that the other party was indeed wearing a light red school uniform of the Wuhua School, and the little girl was talking about Zhenjun who was about to come back... This made him have to think more, damn, I'm afraid The best thing to do is to walk away early. He thought about the slap he received today again, as if there was still residual heat on his face, and he was filled with shame and anger.
"Then, it is inconvenient for me to stay. The matter is urgent. I have been rude many times before. I would like to ask you to say a few kind words for me in front of the true king." Jiang Zheng is a villain, but he is also aware of current affairs. Today he is provoking The Wuhua Sect has already suffered the consequences of their lives, so why can't they think about it? Even if he said a few nice words to the little girl, he wouldn't feel condescending.
He really knows how to talk, Ning Xia muttered a few words in her heart. However, this person can leave, which is what he wants, so hurry up and leave! There is a time bomb in this box, and I am afraid that it will explode out of thin air and implicate myself.
When Ningxia was preparing to say goodbye to this group of uninvited guests, an accident happened. The eldest lady who was hiding well in the back didn't know what happened, but suddenly something happened.
Hearing the movement behind the screen, Jiang Zheng, who had already taken two steps outside, turned around and walked towards the screen without looking at Ning Xia.
"Meow!" Ningxia was stunned for a moment. The person she was hiding was in danger of being discovered, and she wondered why the cat meowed in the box.
The cat that came from nowhere slithered out from behind the screen and looked straight at Jiang Zheng, who had stopped walking. It was an orange cat with oily fur and green eyes that seemed to be able to talk.
This cat came by chance. Ningxia felt a little relieved and thought it would be better to try to save it again. She said: "Is there anything else that can happen to the real person? My elders should be back soon. Since they are here, why not stay and have a drink." See if I don't scare you to death!
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" A familiar voice, dear, you are finally back. Ning Xia, who was deeply stressed, almost burst into tears. She could finally ask this uninvited guest out of the box.
The man was horrified and couldn't care less about trivial matters like fugitives and meows. The person he least wanted to see appeared in front of him.
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Jiang. I'm still wondering which big shot it is from. The pomp and display is unmatched by ordinary people. What? You feel unjust about what happened today, so you came to your door?" Master Mingjing saw this person standing at the door of the box. Several monks from Tianxing Pavilion felt their hearts sink. My little baby is alone in there!
Sure enough, the shameless idiot from Tianxing Pavilion was staring at Ningxia with a fierce look (heavy fog). It was so outrageous that the usually polite Ming Jing master sneered at Jiang Zheng.
Jiang Zheng's face turned green and white. He was about to say something, but when he saw the expressionless person next to him, his face froze.
"Xiao Dao's personal token was stolen, and the little thief fled all the way into Yanqiu Tower. He only bothered the disciples of your sect in a moment of desperation, hoping to see Haihan." Ningxia was amazed by the cowering look.
Master Ming Jing gave Ningxia a scan that was comparable to an X-ray. He looked at Master Yuan Heng without finding any problems.
Then the man left the room calmly after Lord Yuanheng gave him a quick glance. In the blink of an eye, the minions blocking the door of the box disappeared without a trace, as if they had never been there.
"Okay, the fellow Taoist who was hiding behind the screen can come out." Zhenjun Yuanheng, who was sitting there, said in a calm voice.
Ning Xia's eyes widened in surprise, wait, she hasn't said anything yet, how could Zhenjun know?
True Lord Yuan Heng glanced at the young disciple as if he was there, and said: "The aura is well hidden, but it cannot be deceived by me. Come out, that person will not come back again."
I saw the little girl running out from behind the screen, her face pale, still looking outside with lingering fear.
This kid doesn't look like a thief, does he?
"Tell me." Master Mingjing felt pity for her when he saw that the girl was only the same age as Ningxia and looked quite pitiful. But the matter still needs to be clarified. If it is really a thief, they will not cover it up.
The girl didn't answer. She stretched out her right hand and saw a string of dim wooden beads hanging on her wrist.
"Bodhi bracelet?!" Master Ming Jing raised his eyebrows with an incomprehensible expression.
