It was noon and the heat was unbearable. The ghostly wind blew up layers of heat waves, making people breathless. No one was willing to stay outside in such weather and wind.
The sword pavilion was still full of guests, and everyone was talking about it.
Everyone wants to know when this lady of magic will show up. They came here just to see her, but now they can't see her for a long time, which makes people feel anxious.
"Who is this Mrs. Shenji? She can actually make a desolate place like the Ghostly Dead Sea so lively."
It was Shui Han who asked this question. At this moment, Shui Han was holding a cup of tea and drinking it slowly.
Zuo Zhan sat opposite Shui Han, and next to him sat Ri Chu, Murong Xue, Dong Zhilin and Gui Gu brothers and sisters.
A group of them arrived here this morning. As soon as they arrived, they heard about what happened last night. It was said that a group of people led by Tang Sect Tang Yan had sent people to hunt down the unknown one-eyed boy, and these things It also aroused Shui Han's interest in Jiange and its owner, Mrs. Shenji.
Zuo Zhan took a sip of tea and did not directly answer Shui Han's question, but instead read:
"Wonderful ginseng was created, I dreamed of the divine machine, she was so beautiful, she was alluring. This is what the world says about this divine machine lady."
After hearing this, Shui Han said:
"Are these people here just for her beauty?"
He thought to himself, how beautiful a woman must be to have so many people with status and status come to travel thousands of miles to have a look at her beauty.
Zuo Zhan shook his head and said:
“No matter how beautiful you are, you will eventually get old. A woman’s beauty alone will definitely not make her prosperous forever.
Jiange has been around since ancient times, but no one has ever cared about it. However, ever since Mrs. Shenji took over the place, it has been crowded with people for more than ten years. The reason lies in these first two sentences. "
Richu answered:
"Miao Shen was created by God, and I dreamed of Shenji. Could it be that Mrs. Shenji has some great supernatural powers?"
Zuo Zhan nodded and said:
"It is said that when Shen Ji first debuted, he was known as the number one ghost ghost in a hundred years after Su Qin and Zhang Yi. As soon as he came out of the mountain, he traveled around the country, and he was astonishing and talented, and everyone in the world was dazzled by it.
Such a talent finally chose King Qin Zhaoxiang and assisted him wholeheartedly.
Rumor has it that the Qin State's current great power is mostly due to the contribution of this Madam Shenji. Later, for some unknown reason, just when she was about to display her grand ambitions after receiving the seal of the Qin State, she suddenly retreated into seclusion and retreated to this desolate and ghostly Dead Sea.
It is really embarrassing for a person who is the most talented and beautiful person in the world to give up his position as the prime minister of Qin Dynasty and become the master of Jiange Pavilion here. "
Shui Han listened to Zuo Zhan's description, his eyes glanced at the Ghost Gu brothers and sisters inadvertently, and then immediately looked back, which seemed a bit unnatural. Zuo Zhan didn't pay attention to Shui Han's little movements, picked up the cup, took a sip, and continued:
“After this magical machine settled in Jiange, there was an endless stream of people who came to seek enlightenment or want to see its beauty.
Most of these people were originally the Grand Dukes of the Qin State, but since the Jiang Pavilion made a rule that those who sit on the throne can spend one night with the pavilion master, the heroes of the world have been like crucian carp crossing the river, all thinking about getting this world-wide The most beautiful and wisest lady in the world. "
"Isn't this the little table over there?"
Richu asked, pointing to the quaint table in the middle of the lobby.
Zuo Zhan said:
"Don't underestimate that table. Around that table, there is a top-level barrier of the dead spirit world. Even if I touch this dead spirit world without being prepared, my true energy will collapse instantly. .”
"But I heard that someone sat on this throne last night and escaped unscathed."
Richu said playfully.
Zuo Zhan's eyes were solemn and he said:
"There are such masters in this world, but I, Taoyuan Yuzong, don't understand him at all. It seems that he is a person who is very good at hiding himself."
These words sounded like they were teasing Yu Zong, but Dong Zhilin didn't seem to care. She said:
"This one-eyed boy must be a very interesting person."
As soon as Dong Zhilin finished speaking, a voice came from outside the door:
"Where is Tang Yan?"
This voice was heavy and irrefutable, and seemed to have a commanding aura. Anyone who heard it would be tempted to answer his question.
However, there was silence in the lobby. People saw that the person standing at the door was the one-eyed boy who sat on the throne last night and escaped calmly from the crowd.
The young man was still the same as yesterday, dressed in black, with a black eyepatch on his right eye, and his bright and clear blue left eye staring at the people in the sword pavilion. Obviously, he was looking for the person he wanted to find.
He didn't have a sword in his hand, but everyone knew that there was a terrible sword hidden on his body.
His black and white hair is messy and covers his forehead. With this hair and rough bronze skin, people can immediately guess that he is a man who has gone through a lot of suffering. A person who has gone through a lot of suffering can still have such a bright hair. Eyes, that in itself is a very unusual thing.
Qiu Ying observed. His profound and handsome face was expressionless, but his whole body exuded a strong aura. It was not murderous, but it was enough to frighten everyone present.
Everyone didn't dare to move or make any sound. They didn't even have the slightest scruple to think. They felt that as long as they made the slightest movement, the one-eyed boy would immediately notice. They felt that the person standing at the door had taken control of this place. everything of.
However, among all these people, there are a few exceptions.
Zuo Zhan was still drinking tea, Dong Zhilin was also drinking tea, Murong Xue was not drinking tea, she was playing with the witchcraft doll in her hand.
Richu looked at Qiu Ying outside the door with interest. She felt that this one-eyed boy had some special aura about him, as if there was some wonderful connection between herself and him.
Especially his blue left eye, the blue was so clear that no one would feel any discomfort seeing such an eye. However, when Richu looked at that eye, she felt a little scared. She , why do you feel scared?
She has never figured this out.
Qiu Ying stood outside the door, motionless. He seemed to have turned into a black stone statue, just standing there.
He knew that Tang Yan was not here, and he also knew that although he was not here now, he would come back eventually, and he would wait here, waiting for him to come back.
No matter how long it takes, he will wait because he has no choice.
But in fact, Qiu Ying was wrong. One thing he never expected was that Tang Yan was actually looking for him when he wasn't there.
It was noon in the sky, and the sun was blazing in the sky. Under the scorching sun, there was a lot of loess and dust. In the long yellow sand, two people could be vaguely seen, one sitting and the other lying down.
Wu Yuanxiu looked at Xiao Rong who was lying on the ground and didn't know how long he could live. There was no fluctuation in his heart. He had lived for so many years and had seen too many deaths. If he had seen too many things, he would naturally not understand them. It feels strange, even in death.
But he couldn't understand why Qiu Ying cared so much about a little beggar he had just met, and actually went back to Tang Yan to get the antidote. You must know that everyone in the Jiange now wanted to kill him.
Although Wu Yuanxiu didn't think those people could kill Qiu Ying, but if he was controlled by Tang Yan because of the antidote, the situation would be difficult to predict.
In his opinion, a person like Qiu Ying, who has come out of the sword and blood, should not be so irrational, especially he should not take the life of a stranger so seriously.
A group of people vaguely appeared on the horizon, and the yellow sand was dancing wildly. It was difficult to see the figures of the group of people, but Wu Yuanxiu had a bad premonition. How did they find this place?
