The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 775 Charm [42]

Hearing this, Shen Wushuang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time his heart sank slowly.

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The courtyard was brightly illuminated by the burning torches.

"You mean... there will be a change in Tianchen Continent in the near future?" Ning Rong snapped her fan shut with doubts in her eyes, "Are you kidding me, maybe it wasn't made up to deceive us?"

Shen Wushuang shook his head calmly, "500 years ago the heresy was wiped out, but the remaining blood of the heresy crawled out of a woman's stomach.

Heresy and prostitution|Evil is fierce, although it is not the same as the baby in life, it is far more vicious than heresy.In less than a year, a new evil spirit will enter the world. If it cannot be eradicated as soon as possible, it will be another catastrophe. "

The master's face was heavy, as if he had thought of something, the hands behind his back trembled slightly.

Hearing this, Shen Lang understood that the plot given to her by the dog system was incomplete, damn it.

She glanced at the head of the sect, and then asked Shen Wushuang: "Then, do you Palace Master know where those evil spirits are hiding?"

Several people looked at her.

Shen Wushuang's body trembled, and she lowered her eyes and said: "The palace master never mentioned it, it's just that, I overheard it by accident..."

A flash of light flashed in Shen Lang's mind, and he suddenly asked: "Where did you hear it?"

"In... in front of a tomb in Nanshan... the palace lord often goes to worship there, it seems to be his very close elders, although I always go with him, but the palace lord never lets me get close."

Nanshan is a thousand miles away from here. If you set off at this time, you will arrive at dawn.

Li Wangyu glanced at Shen Lang, and said unhurriedly: "Can you lead the way?"

"Naturally." For some reason, Shen Wushuang always felt like shivering when facing Li Wangyu, and his calm demeanor was almost impossible to pretend.

She lowered her eyes, not daring to meet his gaze.

The head of the sect stopped the few people who were about to raise their feet, looked at Shen Lang and said: "Young girl Lang will not go, go back to the Temple of Queyun, and tell your master, the old man will leave a mark, let him follow the mark."

Shen Lang immediately hid behind Li Wangyu when he heard the words, and retorted: "In terms of strength, I am stronger than Senior Brother Ning, why can't I go!"

Ning Rong dropped the fan in an instant, "?"

He trembled and was furious, "The head won't let you go, why do you drag me into the water! Little heartless thing, you deserve to be punished by Master!"

The head frowned, "You are still young, and you are a girl's family, in case something happens here, how can I explain to your master?"

"If I can't go, then Senior Brother Ning can't either." Shen Lang made up his mind to use Ning Rong as a backer.The fire was reflected in her eyes, as if her eyes were also on fire.

Ning Rong was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but there was nothing she could do, because the strength of this little girl was indeed much stronger than him, so she had no choice but to say:

"...Uncle, smelly... Junior sister also wants to help, besides, it may not be really dangerous to go here, it doesn't hurt to let junior sister go to see the world..."

Grass.

Helping her speak without forgetting the connotation. She has never seen the world, Ning Rong is crazy, isn't she going to help him beat the folding fan into a sieve?

Li Wangyu also said: "I will protect her, it doesn't matter if I go."

The headman looked at this, then at that, and finally felt helpless, so he had no choice but to send a letter to Jing Mu with a paper butterfly.

"Let's go!" The headmaster got angry when he saw these guys, waved his hand, and stepped out of the yard first, then turned back after a while, and caught Shen Wushuang who was still tied up by Wuhuada.

Shen Lang giggled and followed, and rushed out from behind Li Wangyu at an extremely fast speed, as if he had escaped from a suffocating swamp, crossing the river and demolishing the bridge to the extreme.

Li Wangyu: "..."

Shaking his head, he followed suit.

...

The morning light is dim.

A group of people hurried and hurried, and finally arrived at Nanshan before the sun was bright.

Shen Wushuang didn't lie to them, she really brought them to a cloak mound, but only when they got closer did they realize that this was not a cloak mound, it was clearly a group of cloak mounds!

The tomb of the first concubine Bao'er, the tomb of the grandfather Rujing, the tomb of the brother Zhao Tuo...

The largest cenotaph is the one in the middle.

Inscription on the monument:

"Test the tomb of Tiansu Xianzun first"

"—Ziqiu Lanli"

These words caught everyone's eyes, and their breathing stopped for a moment.

...the tomb of Immortal Venerable Tiansu? !

"Zi Qiu Lanli," Li Wangyu said silently, then turned to Shen Wushuang and asked, "Is your palace master called Qiu Lan?"

Shen Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and nodded in embarrassment, "I think so, the palace lord often said: "Hu Jiangli and Pi Zhixi, Ren Qiulan admires it, Qiulan Qiulan is what my father wants to teach me. of…'"

"So, your palace lord..." Ning Rong swallowed hard, her fingers trembling, "He was actually the son of... Tiansu Immortal Venerable who fell 500 years ago?! With such good fortune, why is his reputation not obvious now? ?”

Shen Wushuang pursed his lips, and said the general situation that he had pieced together: "500 years ago when the Immortal Venerable fell, the Palace Master was just a half-grown child. , that is, the grandfather of the palace lord, who hid the existence of the palace lord and kept it unknown for many years, so naturally..."

The headmaster has not said a word.

He stared closely at the group of tombs in front of him, scanning the names on them one by one, his eyes were red, and the corners of his mouth pressed down into a curved arc.

Shen Lang was the first to notice his abnormality, and was startled.

"Grandpa head?"

After repeated calls like this a few times, the head was called back to his senses in a panic, raised his hand and wiped his eyes, "What, what's wrong?"

Shen Lang's eyes were dark, he shook his head, and said with a smile: "The head grandfather just lost his mind, I thought you found something wrong."

"Oh, something's not right..." the headmaster murmured and stopped talking.

Shen Lang and Li Wangyu couldn't help but look at each other.

Ning Rong suddenly exclaimed, slapped her forehead with her folding fan, widened her eyes and said: "Then...then you are really ordered by your Palace Master to steal the Qingji Pearl, so it is possible that your Palace Master knows the way to reshape the Qingji Sword , Is my ambition inflated?!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell into silence.

Shen Wushuang didn't say anything anymore.

The leader suddenly said: "No, he won't, Qiu Lan doesn't have this ambition."

"Master?!" Ning Rong was astonished.

The sect leader moved his lips, just as he was about to say something, the next moment, a majestic murderous intent suddenly pressed down on him, forcing him to vomit blood, his face distorted!
"Master!" "Grandfather?!"

A few people were shocked, and hurried over to support the head of the sect, Shen Wushuang's face changed drastically, and he immediately knelt down in a certain direction!

"Palace, Palace Master! This disciple brought someone here without authorization, this disciple deserves to die!"

The headmaster paused, pushed away the hands of several people, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at a certain place.

The air was quiet for a while.

A moment later, a cold and gloomy voice sounded:

"You really deserve to die."

(End of this chapter)