"Welcome to the leader." The white-robed priest folded his hands on his chest, bent down deeply, and his low eyebrows always made Mingfeng a little uncomfortable.
The leader in red snorted disdainfully, walked past Qing Ling, and walked towards the couch in the room that was covered with an entire piece of animal skin.
Qing Ling seemed to have been used to Mingfeng's disdain for him, so she just turned in one direction calmly, still maintaining the same posture as before.
"You have been waiting for me here for so long. You must have heard that I have been captured by Ayouduo." Mingfeng tossed his red robe, half-leaned on the couch, and then casually removed the clothes under his feet. The boots kicked off.
Qing Ling moved forward silently, placed Mingfeng's boots on the edge of the bed with her side knee, and then returned to the position where she was standing.
The corner of Mingfeng's mouth curled up slightly, so what if the priest is not just a slave to me here.
Rubbing the ring on his hand, he looked at Qing Ling, who had been standing silently on one side. Although Mingfeng was very angry at Ayouduo's apostasy, and even wanted to break his bones and ashes when he saw her, but at that moment He suddenly had an idea. He wanted to know what would happen to the white-robed priest who looked like the breeze and the moon when he saw her body?
"Qing Ling, although this bitch Ayouduo betrayed me and made me very angry," Mingfeng said slowly, "but I know that she is someone you care about very much. For you, I can Break my strength once and return her to you."
There seemed to be a slight fluctuation in Qing Ling's eyes, and this fluctuation was keenly detected by Ming Feng: "But she is useless to our religion."
"I know that Ayouduo has given birth to a son and a daughter in the Central Plains and has escaped. The blood of the saint will continue on her children. I will bring them back as soon as possible."
A fleeting fluctuation flashed through Qing Ling's eyes, and he turned back into the cold and aloof white-robed priest.
"Okay." Mingfeng suddenly slapped the armrest next to the couch with his right hand, "The high priest always means what he says, so I can naturally trust you. Ayouduo should have reached the sea of flowers by now," Mingfeng suddenly He seemed to smile and said, "I guess you would like to see her there."
"My subordinates, please leave." Qing Ling folded her hands on her chest again.
Looking at the white-robed priest disappearing outside the door, Mingfeng touched the ring on his finger: "Here comes someone."
A man in black appeared behind him out of nowhere.
"Follow Qing Ling. Whatever he does tonight, please come back and report to me."
"My subordinate understands."
The figure of the man in black also disappeared into the night outside the door.
The moon in southern Yunnan seems to have always been brighter than that in the Central Plains.
The goose-yellow moonlight illuminates the paths on Shushi Mountain.
Even without the guidance of lights, Qingling can still walk quickly on the road.
There was not a breath of wind at night, but his robe flew up gently without touching the ground at all. The tail of his robe crossed the branches on the roadside, making a rustling sound.
"Go away."
Several believers in religious robes saw Qing Ling walking towards him and wanted to salute, but were frightened by his angry voice.
Priest Qingling has always been a fairy-like existence in the entire Mingyue Sect. During those long years, none of the believers have ever seen the white-robed priest show any warmth or anger.
One of the older believers was keenly aware of the priest's fluctuating emotions at this moment, and immediately signaled the few people standing around him with his eyes.
In an instant, only the white figure was left in the sea of flowers.
A lonely sedan caught Qing Ling's eyes, which also stopped him in his tracks.
His breathing seemed to hitch.
All along, as long as Ayouduo was within ten miles of him, he could feel her breath, but now they were so close to each other, so close that there was only a sedan curtain between them, but he couldn't feel anything about her. breath.
Even under such bright moonlight, he could not feel the breath of a living person.
Suddenly, the wind picked up.
The strong wind blew countless gentian petals.
A strong floral fragrance floated in the air.
The strong wind blew up the plain curtain of the sedan, and the familiar face loomed behind the curtain.
At that moment, Qing Ling's heart seemed to have been pierced by a sharp sword. His eyes seemed to have returned to the Moon Lake when he was ten years old. The leader of Bihai fell to the center of the Moon Lake covered in blood. , as well as Mingfeng’s unbridled laughter and those golden dazzling lights.
Finally, his legs could no longer support him and he collapsed.
The gentian flower on the forehead seemed to feel the owner's great sadness, and the golden light began to dim.
Ayuduo, Ayuduo, why, when I let you go, I still couldn't keep you. I was powerless when Master left me, but why am I still powerless now——
The sudden strong wind slowly died down, and the gentian petals that were carried into the air slowly floated down and landed on the lonely white-robed priest in the sea of flowers.
His body was shaking slightly.
Not far away in the night, a black shadow hurried past.
"Oh, I didn't expect that Priest Qingling would have such deep feelings for Ayouduo." Listening to his subordinate's report, Mingfeng raised his eyebrows, and the dark red liquid swayed in the cup between him. "Now that Ayouduo is dead, we must find her two children as soon as possible. In the past ten years, no one with the pure blood of the saint has been born in Taji's clan."
"My subordinates must find the blood of the saint for the leader." The black shadow said in a hoarse voice, "Then the priest -"
"There is no need to worry about Qingling. I handed Ayouduo's body back to him and expected that nothing would happen to him. You go to the Central Plains again to find Qiu Moyuan on my behalf and tell him so that he will remember it. I promise to find those two little ones in the shortest possible time."
"I obey my orders."
While Mingfeng was thinking about how to deal with Ayouduo's two children, thousands of miles away in the hinterland of the Central Plains, the two and a half-year-old children had already begun a difficult life of exile.
Yunzhong City found the saint for Mingyue Sect and solved the biggest hidden danger they were currently facing in one fell swoop. In just a few months, influence spread across the world, gradually infiltrating.
Qiu Moyuan also sent countless disciples to search for the two children in the rivers and lakes.
But they seemed to be missing.
With a "snap", the porcelain cup was slapped hard on the table with one hand. The moment it touched the edge of the table, a crisp tearing rope stretched from the bottom of the cup to the top, and finally broke into two pieces.
The two well-dressed people immediately knelt down on one knee and hugged their chests: "I am incompetent, please forgive me, City Lord."
Qiu Moyuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and after exhaling for a long time, he seemed to feel that the tightness in his chest had dissipated.
Xian Lin, who was standing aside, saw this and immediately waved his hand. The two people kneeling on the ground immediately understood and retreated.
"Two and a half-year-old children, so many people can't find them. What's the use of raising these losers?"
"The two children are still young, so it is easier for them to hide than older people." What harm?"
Qiu Moyuan sighed: "I know that people from the Mingyue Sect have actually sneaked into the Central Plains to look for the two children, but if we can find them first, maybe we can save one of them. If both are caught, Returning to Mingyue Sect, I'm afraid that the two of them will not have an easy life in the future."
At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps stopped outside the hall: "City Lord, I have a letter from a fast horse."
"Come in." Qiu Moyuan and Xian Lin looked at each other. At that moment, they both felt that there was news about the two children?
As expected, the visitor hurried in, smelling of travel and dust: "Master, a disciple reported that they have found the whereabouts of Xiao Xingchen's two brothers and sisters. They seem to be heading towards Yaowang Valley."
Yaowang Valley? Qiu Moyuan was shocked.
The Medicine King Valley of the Living Dead Medicine Bones, how could they go there?
Xian Lin asked from the side: "Why did the two children go to that place?"
The visitor paused and seemed a little unsure: "From the disciple's report, it seems that the two of them were attacked and Xiaoxingwan was poisoned."
Qiu Moyuan unconsciously touched his chin: "If this is true, it means that the Mingyue Sect's people should have found them. I heard that the owner of Yaowang Valley has a weird and perverse personality, and there are many traps outside Yaowang Valley. If they really arrive There, people from Mingyue Sect and people from Yaowang Valley had a conflict, and I'm afraid it will be another troublesome thing, Xianlin."
"My subordinate understands. I will immediately arrange manpower to go to Yaowang Valley."
It's already autumn.
As Qiu Moyuan led a team of people on their way to Yaowang Valley, the two half-year-old children had already stumbled to Yaowang Valley.
It seems to be getting colder after nightfall.
Months of exile made the body of the boy, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, look frail, but his figure was still tall and tall.
He held a petite figure tightly in his arms, only reaching his chest, shivering.
"Brother, I'm so cold." A voice as thin as a kitten came from his arms, and the boy hugged her tighter.
"Xingwan, don't be afraid. We have arrived at Yaowang Valley. I must find a way to ask the master of Yaowang Valley to detoxify you. It's my fault that I didn't protect you well and made you poisoned." Xiao Xingchen felt a little annoyed. said.
That day when his mother was arrested, he truly realized the true meaning of what his mother said to him.
And after that day, he discovered that the two of them seemed to have become rats crossing the street, and countless vicious people wanted to find them.
Thanks to the rudimentary skills he learned from his father in those years, he was able to wander without any danger for so long. Unfortunately, he was still not good at his studies and was poisoned by Xingwan.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. He was annoyed about why he was so incompetent that he couldn't even protect his family. He was annoyed about why he was only thirteen years old and couldn't defeat those so-called adults?
The figure in Xiao Xingchen's arms shook his head desperately, trying to refute him, but found that he could not make a sound, and his vision became increasingly blurry, and finally he blacked out and fainted.
"Xingwan." Xiao Xingchen panicked.
It started to rain lightly.
