I Just Want To Be Quiet

Chapter 902 Unshirkable responsibility. (First one! Please subscribe!)

Heavy Mingzong.

Floating light pool.

A huge city is reflected on the surface of the pool, and there is a lot of traffic and bustle inside.

At the edge of the floating light pond, through the city wall, traces of distant mountains can be vaguely seen.

The hills are undulating, with gauze-like clouds lingering in them, looking like a fairyland on earth.

At this moment, on a certain mountain, from a distance, it looks like the color of autumn maple red, but it is a strange plant. The branches of this kind of spiritual plant are like human bones, the woods are white and bleak, and the flowers and leaves are like solidified blood, exuding a sweet smell.

Countless translucent faces of resentful souls squeezed densely on the flowers and leaves, and they kept opening their mouths and let out a stern roar.

Many roars converged into ghost crying that is hard to describe, echoing throughout the forest.

Under the forest, it is a kind of pale sand, in the dim light, glowing with cold color, like the remnants of bones after being repeatedly washed.

Deep in the forest, on a futon, sits an old man with a sackcloth and bamboo crown.

The old man’s face was ordinary, so ordinary that as long as he turned his gaze away from his face, he would completely forget his appearance, and he closed his eyes indifferently with an indifferent expression.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, a touch of surprise passed on his calm face, and he said to himself: “The fog of the dark sky, the desert of the eternal night…”

This thing is very weird!

This time, Si Hongmiaoli was attacked suddenly, mobilizing the means he arranged in his blood. This was originally used by Si Hongmiaoli for this mission, but I didn’t want to, but encountered Pei Ling in the crossing of Eyuan.

Si Hong’s generation did not have truly top talents, and the plan to steal medicine fairies from the Pill Ceremony last time was declared a failure. For the benefit of the clan for the next three hundred years, there must be a Tianjiao who can bear the important task!

And if a saint son who hasn’t really grown up can be included in his bag, he would be better than Si Hongshi’s original plan!

Therefore, Si Honghanrong directly changed the original plan just now…

But I didn’t expect that the Saint Son Cultivation Base not only broke through to the incarnation, but also was so powerful that he would have missed it!

A cultivator of the middle stage of the god, has the strength of the rebirth period?

Even if this is the saint son who has been killed all the way from the holy sect Outer Sect, it is too unbelievable!

Moreover, that kind of darkness, even his divine mind can be cut off.

This is exactly the same as the fog of the sky in the desert of Yongye!

Thinking of this, Si Honghanrong immediately took out a sound transmission note to urge him.

Soon, a charming voice penetrates the bone came from the sound transmission talisman, and said lazily, “Old ancestor, what is it for me?”

Si Honghanrong said: “Qingying, is Peiling a god?”

“Peiling?” Si Hongqing was stunned at first, and then smiled lazily, “He is a God of Tribulation, how can this palace know? The ancestor should ask the Jiu Ali family.”

Si Honghanrong frowned, and said, “I love you, don’t mess around. This is a business!”

Si Hongqing snickered for a while, and then said with a smile: “Some time ago, did the ancestor blame me for losing Si Hong’s face? Why are you looking for me to inquire about Pei Ling’s Cultivation Base?”

Si Honghan Rong said calmly: “Now and then, don’t waste time, say.”

Upon hearing this, Si Hongqing wrote lightly: “Okay, but Pei Ling is a god of calamity, I really don’t know.”

“But since it is a family need, as a daughter of the Si Hong clan, it is naturally my duty.”

“I’ll go to Pei Ling and ask in person later.”

“Even if he succeeds in his tricky tricks and gets imprisoned for divination, he will definitely try to find out his details…”

Si Honghanrong was as if he hadn’t heard the last sentence, and said calmly: “Within three days, the old man needs to know the result.”

In the sound transmission note, Si Hongqing replied dissatisfied: “Three days are enough…”

Before she could finish her words, Si Honghanrong directly disconnected the voice transmission.

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Cross Eyuan.

The “yellow” area, underground, vacuumizes the spiritual formation.

The thick and substantive darkness seemed to be drawn by something, and it began to converge and collapse toward the center, and finally merge into Peiling’s body.

Pei Ling’s robe sleeves are windless and automatic, and the majestic aura can be restrained.

Not far away, Si Hongmiaoli was lying on his side. The straight dress with white background and blue stripes was already in dilapidated condition. The snowy skin exposed by the alder fruit was covered with scars. The red blood was slowly oozing out, and the skirt was wet. skirts.

His eyes were closed tightly, but he had passed out in a coma.

Seeing that even though Junior Sister Song was injured, her breath was still stable and she had no fear of her life. The four female cultivators secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but they quickly looked at Peiling vigilantly.

This Son of the Heavy Mingzong is also a demon!

Moreover, the opponent repelled Junior Sister Song under the control of the ancestor of the Si Hong clan. The strength was so strong that even if the four of them teamed up with all their cards, they would never be their opponent.

However, in the battle just now, the other party deliberately sheltered the four of them from beginning to end, and when they fought against the ancestor of the Si Hong clan, they also deliberately avoided the key points of Sister Song, but they did not know what the other party’s purpose was…

Thinking of this, Shen Yinchen asked tentatively: “Are you really the Son of Chongmingzong?”

At this time, Peiling had just calmed down. Hearing this, he couldn’t help but smiled and said: “Someone who must be forgotten, why know too much.”

Upon hearing this, the four female sculptors frowned slightly, and they were about to say something, but their faces were startled. The next moment, their minds suddenly went blank.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of extremely intense sleepiness struck.

They didn’t have the power to resist, and fell asleep directly…

Pei Ling moved, walked to Si Hongmiaoli’s side, checked the other party’s situation, and found that there was no serious problem, so he was relieved.

The ancestors of Si Hong’s methods were very strange, but unfortunately, the opponent fought him in the air and couldn’t show much strength.

As her mind turned, Pei Ling took out the Medicine Pill and gave it to Si Hongmiaoli.

The superb Medicine Pill has an extraordinary effect. Si Hongmiaoli’s injury immediately recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, her eyelids moved and she woke up leisurely.

When he opened his eyes and saw Pei Ling, Si Hongmiaoli was startled first, and then she sat up and said in amazement, “Holy Son, where is this?”

Pei Ling stood not far away, his heart full of vigilance, he was not completely sure, this time it was Si Hong Miao Li or the ancestor of the Si Hong clan who woke up! Therefore, without any signs, Peiling directly sacrificed a sword spirit and flew straight toward Si Hong Miao Li’s eyebrows.

brush!

Si Hongmiaoli suddenly eyes reveal the color of astonishment, but he can’t dodge at all, and can only watch Death come.

But The next moment, the knife stopped steadily in front of her eyebrows, the sharp sharp edge, there is an illusion of cutting it anytime and anywhere, but it has not even hurt her skin.

Pei Ling watched this scene and nodded slightly. If it was the ancestor of the Si Hong clan, even if he knew it was his temptation, as the ancestor of the family, he would not be able to let him be a junior. Hold your eyebrows…