When they noticed that the two men's eyes seemed to be pointing, they all looked back in unison.
Among the crowd, when the young girl faced their doubts, confusion, curiosity, and even questioning glances, she didn't see a trace of panic on her face.
The sun was shining on her body, and the broken hair on her forehead was dyed a bright golden color. At this time, she just glanced at everyone, and then continued to look up.
She fixed her gaze and met Su Xiaoyu's gaze.
She was waiting for what she wanted to do.
When Su Xiaoyu met her calm gaze, a flash of panic flashed through her heart, but she quickly calmed down and continued: "This girl will be recognized by the Pure Water."
She paused, "And she is here today."
At the same time, Qiu Heng let out a sneer, which floated into Su Xiaoyu's ears and never escaped Yan Yun's eyes.
One wants the other to die, the other doesn't want to die.
This was Yan Yun's instant judgment. She was as quiet as a cold, calm pool of water, with no response or movement.
Before Lingxi could turn around, he raised his face and looked at her, then at everyone, and then at the people on the tower. He seemed worried and confused, "Why is everyone looking at you?"
Hearing this, Yan Yun patted her shoulder gently to reassure her.
Listening to Qiu Heng's indifferent sneer, Su Xiaoyu felt a gloomy look in her heart, but her face still had a look of compassion, "We have taken root in the great river and live and work in peace and contentment in the great river. Leaving nature is something that everyone has to do." It’s a scene we don’t want to see, and she will guide us to new life.”
This is her purpose. Lingxi is formed by the first drop of water when the ice and snow of Jijing Mountain first melt. It gathers the energy of heaven and earth and is born of the transformation of winter and spring into new ideas.
What she wants is to use the identity transformed from the pure water of Lingxi to give Yan Yun a mission.
In this scheming, she didn't care whether Yan Yun would agree or refuse.
Many of the spirits present knew Lingxi, and they thought of her when they heard the word Pure Object, and naturally believed most of what Su Xiaoyu said.
Because she is a saint, her prophetic dream will definitely not be false.
The young man next to Yan Yun was a little stunned in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by earnestness and excitement, "Can you save us?"
"Yes, she can save us."
Su Xiaoyu walked slowly down from the tower, and the soldiers automatically cleared a path for her to go straight to Yan Yun.
Looking at the real and almost fake smile on her face, Yan Yun's eyes darkened slightly. She naturally didn't want to get involved in all this.
Su Xiaoyu was not stupid, so how could he have thought that he would never be able to be so passively controlled by her.
"You said I can save everyone, so how will I save everyone in your so-called precognitive dream?"
She was smiling but not smiling, looking at Su Xiaoyu who was approaching with a hidden edge in her eyes.
"I'm ashamed to say that the dream didn't tell me, but you must know it, right? Our savior." The smile on Su Xiaoyu's face was impeccable, with a hint of shame in her words, and she asked the question to Yan Yun again. .
Savior. Yan Yun thought about these three words carefully in his heart, only to find them a bit ridiculous.
The weather suddenly darkened in an instant, and thick clouds covered the sun. Her eyes flickered, and eventually turned cold, and she looked into Su Xiaoyu's eyes with a sense of oppression.
Is Su Xiaoyu panicked? Naturally, she was panicking, but in order to survive, she couldn't show any flaws.
After a long time, the girl in front of me finally spoke and said slowly: "That's true."
Although Su Xiaoyu was a little surprised by her answer, it was more of a bottomless pit of panic and uneasiness. She forced a smile and said, "Please come with me."
When the people around him heard Yan Yun's reply, their faces were full of respect and excitement. No one wanted to leave the land where they had lived for generations.
Three months ago, the humans and spirits in the Great River Realm all had a dream.
In the dream, one year from now, the entire Great River Realm will be submerged by the surging Black River water!
At first, they were still hoping for luck, but gradually, as the first village near the Black River was submerged, they could no longer deceive themselves, and they all came to the temple.
As the palace door fell, their earnest gazes were completely blocked, but at the same time, a spark of hope ignited.
On both sides of the palace road were soldiers with swords on their waists. They were serious and indifferent. On their chests, there was an iron plate with complex totems engraved on it.
Yan Yun held Ling Xi's hand. When she faced Yu Qiu Heng, she realized that this person seemed to have a different feeling from others.
Is this the person Su Xiaoyu said is in control of everything?
Qiu Heng looked at the ordinary Yan Yun, with barely concealed contempt in his eyes, and said bluntly: "The so-called savior? It's just a little girl. As a saint, don't you even have the simplest judgment?"
"Is it possible that the saint is afraid of death? Is she unwilling to sacrifice for this great river realm?"
Of course not!
Su Xiaoyu thought so in her heart, but outside, how could she dare to say that?
But Shi Shiran smiled and did not refute or agree.
"Since the River God entrusted you with a dream, doesn't it mean that he wants you to sacrifice?"
"Or, it's because you don't want to sacrifice for the Great River Realm, that's why you want the saint to sacrifice."
Yan Yun looked at Qiu Heng. At this time, she was not speaking for Su Xiaoyu, but simply couldn't stand such a high-sounding and extremely hypocritical person.
She smiled lightly, the smile did not reach her eyes, as if the question she asked was just a common question.
They were afraid of him, but not her.
What's more, Yan Yun also wants to see what kind of magical power this person has that makes everyone afraid of him.
Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet, and even the breathing became much lighter.
What she said shocked everyone present. At first glance, it sounds like this person is really bold and unscrupulous, but when you think about it carefully, it doesn't make sense!
Their eyes all fell on Qiu Heng, who seemed to hold supreme power, and they were waiting for his answer in their hearts.
The expression on Qiu Heng's face was distorted for a moment, and then he suddenly laughed slowly, "It's extremely stupid. Only this Holy Master knows how to open a new place. The River God has ordered that it not be told outside."
The implication is that he cannot die.
Yan Yun naturally understood that he was making it up, just to protect himself.
She said nothing, looking at Qiu Heng and waiting for what other tricks he would use.
Immediately, he turned cold and glanced at the soldiers, "This person intends to interfere with the temple's operations. Someone comes and takes her to the water prison."
"No! I don't allow it."
Su Xiaoyu quickly realized that she only wanted Yan Yun's name to be true, but if he fell into Qiu Heng's hands, things would be out of her control!
Thinking of her sister and herself, she stopped the soldiers who were about to step forward.
