Blue-purple gentian flowers grow thickly along the roadside.
The faint moonlight shines down from the sky, reflecting the dancing light and shadow on the ground.
The bright red robe cut across the gentian flower, lifting countless petals, and a sharp and slender voice sounded:
"Welcome the leader back to the palace."
The moonlight shines on the Moon Lake at the highest point of the Moon Shadow Palace, and the irises beside the lake bloom proudly and at ease.
A figure in a white robe stood facing the lake, where water lilies swayed gently in the night wind.
The robe cut across the gentian flowers, and in the dark night, there was no sound except the occasional snapping of branches.
The man in white robes on the edge of Moon Lake turned around and bowed deeply to the man in red clothes who came towards him: "Leader."
"High Priest Qingling, you are so elegant."
His dark brown eyes showed a passionate yet indifferent look, and there seemed to be a small dark brown mole next to the tall bridge of his nose. Her long hair was tied up behind her back with only a white hairband.
In the night, butterflies emitting silver light were flying around, and some even landed on Qing Ling's head or shoulders.
"The leader is serious. The stars have been extremely unstable recently. Qing Ling performs divination day and night. He just hopes to be able to calculate the good and bad luck so that my teacher can survive this bad situation safely."
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Mingfeng's mouth: "The source of the fierce appearance has already reached Jialan City, do you still need to count it?" Mingfeng slowly walked to Qingling's side, the butterfly on his shoulder seemed to be affected a lot. Terrified, he flew up in panic and hid in the water lilies in the lake: "Priest Qingling is so capable, it's impossible that he can't figure out that Ayuduo has returned to Jialan City."
Broken hair swept across Qing Ling's forehead and hung down, covering her dark brown eyes. Qing Ling bent her body deeper: "Tonight's stars show that the descendants of the saint have indeed appeared in Jialan. City, Qingling hasn’t had time to report to the leader yet.”
Ming Feng stretched out his right hand and slowly stroked Qing Ling's long hair. Countless glowing spiritual butterflies seemed to grow out of the black hair. The spiritual butterflies fluttered their wings and flew towards the water lilies in the lake.
"Qing Ling, I know your feelings for Ayouduo, but she betrayed you and betrayed the entire Mingyue Sect. She should get the punishment she deserves."
"Qing Ling naturally understands."
"By the way," Mingfeng pulled his hand away from Qing Ling's hair. The spiritual butterflies on the water lilies in the lake seemed to feel that their territory had returned to calm, and they flew back to Qing Ling's hair, "Today's Japan At the prayer meeting, I discovered a person. He was able to easily escape from the soul-sucking technique in this game. The people around him are definitely not ordinary martial arts masters. You need to find them as soon as possible and figure out who they are. ?”
"Qing Lingzun's teaching order."
It was like hearing the sound of gurgling water. In the dark underground palace, only the torches on the wall burned silently, barely illuminating the road on the ground.
In Nuoda's stone chamber, only a weak candlelight emitted light. In the center of the stone chamber, on a huge bed of ice, a crystal pavilion lay there alone.
The priest in white robe pushed open the heavy stone door and walked in slowly.
The silver spirit butterfly flew around the stone chamber with the clear spirit and stopped on the crystal pavilion.
Qing Ling walked to the crystal pavilion and stopped.
Ayouduo, ten years later, unexpectedly, fate would turn back here.
In the crystal pavilion, there was a beauty wearing a white gown lying for a month.
Her long black hair hangs down from both sides, and she wears a forehead ornament unique to women in southern Xinjiang. Her skin color is as pale as a death, and her lips have no color at all.
But even so, it did not affect her beauty at all.
Qing Ling's fingertips slowly touched the cold cheek in the crystal pavilion.
Ayouduo, if you knew that the daughter you sacrificed your life to protect has now returned to Jialan City, would you be sad?
Qing Ling's eyes suddenly showed hatred, why, Ayouduo, why did you betray me? If you could stay in Mingyue Sect with peace of mind, how could you end up like this now?
A cold aura like ice suddenly emitted from Qingling's surroundings, and the candlelight in the stone room seemed to be severely blocked, and began to flicker.
Ayouduo, I think you will definitely want to meet your daughter, right?
Qing Ling's dark brown eyes revealed a playful look, "I will satisfy you whatever you want."
***
When the moonlight became darker, the bamboo forest halfway up Mang Mountain suddenly made some small friction sounds, and the bamboo leaves fell one after another, and fell on the surface of Xing Lake with the night wind.
"somebody is coming."
In the night, the night light of the bamboo house was still on. Ranchen was sitting at the wooden table in the house, thinking deeply. Qingyang and Jiuxia, who had not seen Gu Jianghe and were a little anxious, kept circling at the door.
Nan Liluo, who was standing aside, was a little anxious when he saw the two girls, but didn't know how to comfort them.
At this time, there was a different sound in the bamboo forest.
Hearing Nan Liluo's whispered reminder, the person at the wooden table seemed to finally turn around, picked up the wooden stick placed aside, stood up with the help of his strength, and waved his hand to reject Nan Liyu's attempt to help him. Hands, step by step, slowly walked towards the door.
Under the moonlight, two figures came walking in the moonlight.
On the green and white robe, there were still bamboo leaves that had fallen while walking through the bamboo forest. Seeing the figure standing in front of the bamboo building, Wen Jirou turned her head and looked at the woman beside her: "I didn't expect that she would be famous all over the world. The City Lord of Yunzhong is so worried about you. It seems that Miss Gu occupies a considerable weight in the City Lord's heart."
The wind blowing on the Star Lake blew up Gu Jianghe's dress. She seemed to be used to Wen Jirou's strange way of speaking. Instead, she glanced at him and curled her lips: "I think you are in the heart of City Lord Ran. The weight is not small. Do you think he is waiting for you? "
This woman, Wen Jirou, was a little speechless. She really did not grow up under the various rules of the Central Plains. When she spoke, she used a gun and a stick, being unreasonable and unforgiving, for fear that she would suffer a loss.
When Gu Jianghe came closer and his face was completely exposed to the moonlight from the shadows in the bamboo forest, Qingyang and Jiuxia couldn't help but rushed forward and hugged Gu Jianghe fiercely.
"Girl, you scared me to death. Fortunately, you're okay." Qingyang hugged Gu Jianghe tightly in his arms, his eyes were red and his voice was trembling.
Gu Jianghe patted Qingyang's back in a funny way, and gestured to Jiu Xia who was aside to quickly pull the girl away. This stinky girl really didn't know how strong her hands were when practicing martial arts. She felt like she was about to be beaten. She choked.
"Master Wen is always so elusive, which makes our cooperation a lot more difficult."
In front of the bamboo building, the man holding a wooden stick made a faint sound.
Wen Jirou looked at Ranchen with misty eyes and smiled slightly: "I knew Rancheng Lord was looking for me again, so I took the initiative to come to the door." She walked to the bamboo building and said, "There is something like this halfway up Mangshan Mountain. The exquisite little building is really unexpected.”
He sighed and walked in.
Looking back at the woman beside Xinghu Lake, Ranchen found that she didn't seem to have any intention of entering the building, so he gestured with his eyes to Nanli Luhou who was standing aside, and followed Wen Jirou in. The bamboo house.
As soon as Ranchen stepped into the house with his left foot, Nan Liyu silently closed the door of the bamboo house behind him, and the voices outside the house were immediately cut off.
In the room, the white-haired man in a green and white robe casually moved his clothes and sat down in front of the bamboo table. He glanced at the tea cup on the wooden table and showed a look of disgust: "You are the lord of Yunzhong City. , but drink this kind of thing.”
Ranchen ignored Wen Jirou's disgusted look and walked to the other side of the wooden table and sat down: "We have entered Jialan City, what do you want Master Wen to do next?"
"You must have seen the prestige of King Nanyue in southern Yunnan today, so you should know that it will be difficult to obtain the Red Blood Mushroom or deal with the Mingyue Sect."
Wen Jirou finally withdrew her disgusted eyes from the tea cup and looked at the man sitting opposite him: "The mountain is high and the emperor is far away. The Nanyue King here is already a local emperor. Please help me to bring the emperor to the emperor." Go back to Scarlet Blood Zhi and overthrow King Nanyue. I will help you deal with the Mingyue Sect. It’s not just killing two birds with one stone. The existence of the Mingyue Sect will always be a hidden danger to Yunzhong City.”
Under the candlelight, the man in light green clothes narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was savoring the other person's words: "The Mingyue Sect is far away in southern Yunnan, what does it have to do with Yunzhong City?"
"Hahahahahahaha," Wen Jirou laughed as if she heard some great joke, tears seemed to burst out of her light-colored eyes, "Ranchen, I know what you are thinking, if you just want to get Scarlet Blood Zhi, how could you go to southern Yunnan without any hesitation? Although the Mingyue Sect is a religious sect that protects them in the hearts of the people here, I'm afraid their ambitions don't end here."
Ranchen looked at the man in front of him who was smiling crazily. Sure enough, this man seemed to know everything.
Although the Mingyue Sect has many believers in southern Xinjiang on the surface, and they only exist to protect the believers and destroy the sect, it is said that their leader and priests are like fairy beings, with superb illusion skills. In particular, their high priest was regarded as a god by the local people because he continuously predicted impending natural disasters for the local people.
Mingyue Sect.
Ranchen's right hand under his sleeve unconsciously clenched the wooden stick in his hand.
Over the years, the Mingyue Sect's tentacles have begun to penetrate deep into the hinterland of the Central Plains. Yunzhong City has already had many side conflicts with them, but they never seem to attack directly.
Many times, Ranchen couldn't understand what they were trying to do.
The Holy Emperor's secret decree was just an opportunity. Since the Red Blood Mushroom was a sacred object of the Mingyue Sect, this time could be regarded as an opportunity for him to figure out the true purpose of the Mingyue Sect.
