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107 Dong Mingxian’s Thoughts, About That Sister (Subscribe)

“The seventh master’s name is Gai Wuliang. He left the clan in anger and took away all his family members, and then came to the Qingxuan Dao Territory. Two hundred years later, he has no trace, and he is connected behind him. The family members of the painting family also have no connection with the portraits.

“If you just go looking for it like this, the seventh master may have left a will, and his descendants may even avoid it. 39

“When the time comes, you should put your attitude aside a little bit, and restrain your usual eldest temperament.

Above the sky, the rainbows were one after another, and Huang Minghan sat on the top of the celestial horse.

He was whispering softly, and it seemed like he was telling Hua Mingxian next to him.

“I know, and where do I have the eldest temperament?”

Dong Mingxian was wearing a light blue wide-sleeved long dress, her face was flawless, her lips were a little red, her eyebrows were green, and her face was extremely beautiful.

Hearing this, she was very dissatisfied, and always felt that Hua Minghan’s opinion of her was not very big, and he was critical of her in various ways.

She did have some eldest temperaments in the past, but she was also young and ignorant, and she knew that Lei Minghan didn’t like her with that kind of personality, so she was gradually changing.

But how could she be angry with this kind of thing? It’s like treating her like a child.

Huang Minghan shook his head and said no more.

The main reason why he said this was that Proving Xian mistakenly thought that he was planning to perform the duties of the young master of the portrait and retrieve the remains of the seventh master, and the police had no intentions.

Although he did not know why Dong Mingxian was very active about this matter.

But one thing is certain, the Seventh Master may have left something extraordinary.

Moreover, Huang Mingxian said before that he was going to look for his younger sister.

The younger sister she spoke of might be the descendant of the Seventh Master. As for the special aspect of that younger sister, only Hua Mingxian sewed it clearly, or saw it with his own eyes.

“Before going to the Qingxuan Dao Territory, I took a look at the situation of the Heaven-Mending Divine Sect. If the time is right, I will solve that Zhao Wu easily.

Dong Minghan then closed his eyes again, as if taking a rest.

But in his mind, there were a lot of difficult thoughts.

The Qingxuan Dao Territory is extremely vast, and if you want to find the descendants of the Seventh Master Hua Wuhuang, it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Naturally, he wouldn’t do this process himself, he just had to send his followers to investigate, and Hua Mingxian might know the exact location of 533 roads.

Therefore, during this time, he could drop by to visit the Heaven-Mending Sect.

When he was in the holy city of Kunlun before, Zhao Wu knew that he and the Saintess of Yaochi had an unusual relationship, but he still tried to provoke hatred between him and the Holy Spirit Lake, so that he could benefit from the fisherman.

I want to use him as a gun.

At that time, when he judged his intention clearly, Huang Minghan had a hunch that there would be some involvement between Zhao Hao and him in the future.

If it is explained in terms of fate, it is a cause rather than an effect.

Huang Mingxian quietly alerted Hua Minghan, and when he saw him resting with his eyes closed, he hummed inquiries from his nose.

Then, she also fell into thought.

According to the memory of the book-piercer, when they wanted to retrieve the remains of the Seventh Master this time, they would encounter the descendants of the Seventh Master.

And that descendant, can be regarded as one of the characters with many brushes and inks in the memory of the book-piercer, and can be classified as the protagonist.

But unfortunately, Huang Mingxian had a grudge with the descendant of the seventh master.

The first time I saw her, she spoke sarcastically and looked down on her humble rhyme.

Later, the contradictions have been enlarged, so that there is no room for relaxation in the slightest.

The reason is that she felt that the descendant, after returning to the painting, because of the family’s guilt towards the Seventh Master’s lineage, all made up for her.

Even her elder brother Huang Minghan was very concerned about the descendants of the seventh master, and was very kind to her, giving her all kinds of good things, trying to make up for her bitterness and grievances over the years.

Instead, she painted Mingxian and became the one who was left out.

The most unbearable thing for her is that when she travels on weekdays, Dong Minghan also tries to bring that sister with him to show her identity as a portrait princess.

Treated like this, even Xiao Mingxian didn’t have it on weekdays, so naturally, she secretly hated that descendant and often troubled her.

Later, because of various frame-ups and exclusions, the younger sister had to be like the seventh master, angered and separated from the family, and had nothing to do with the portrait.

Of course, these things are all in the memory of the book-piercer, according to that sister’s point of view. Memories said.

Painting how you brought her back to the family is only a brushstroke, and it is considered that when you introduce her origins, there is some ink.

Because when she appeared, it was already in the back of the plot, and there was no introduction to what happened before.

Therefore, Hua Mingxian was also smeared about how to find her, and he needed to inquire everywhere.

The only clue she knows now is that the seventh master, Hua Wu’an, once established a not-so-small country called Huang Guo.

If they want to inquire about this matter, they will first go to Huaguo. The ethnic groups and forces in this world who dare to use the surname Huang need to bear the karma.

Not everyone can be called a painter.

Therefore, Dong Mingxian is not worried, there are too many forces named Huang Guo, and they cannot be found.

“The Seventh Master has left a mysterious treasure for that little sister, if it is possible, I can plan one or two things.

Huang Mingxian is so active, naturally because of the idea of ​​hitting that treasure.

In addition, that younger sister not only has a rather special physique, but also has Su Hui and is smart.

Therefore, when contacting, you need to be careful, so as not to be noticed by her.

In addition, after Huang Ming understands the cause and effect of hatred, he will definitely not say that many things can be changed by acting according to the memory of the book wearer.

The territory of the Qingxuan Dao domain is extremely vast, and even if it is in the Three Cans Domain, it is also a large domain.

There are various powers and lines, and the long-standing ethnic groups have ups and downs. Some of them have been inherited for more than a million years, and their ancestors were born in the Holy Land.

There are also some who have inherited a few tens of thousands of years, dominate the mortal kingdom, and the cultivator of the gods is a hero, shocking all directions.

Of course, in the eyes of those cultivators with profound cultivation, such a mortal kingdom is similar to a small place.

Even if it is a behemoth that has been inherited for more than hundreds of thousands of years, in the eyes of those older forces, it is no different from a drop in the ocean.

In this vast land, there are too many sects of power, and almost every day, there are demise and birth.

Yanyunzhou, painting country.

Although the painting country is called a country, it is actually only a small mortal country with a radius of less than ten thousand miles. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a city.

Only two hundred years ago, it was founded by a monk with a strong cultivation base, and the name of the painting country was also derived from this.

Painting is the surname of the country, but in the painting country, there are not many people with the surname of painting.

At this moment, outside the imperial capital of the Hua Kingdom, a group of young men and women are walking towards it.

This group of young men and women, dressed in brocade clothes and colorful silk, have extraordinary temperament.

The leader was a young man riding a wild beast. His face was fairly handsome, but his complexion was slightly pale. When he swept over the rest of his companions, his expression revealed a little arrogance and contempt.

The whole person looked rather lighthearted.

However, many young men and women are still headed by him, and even behind him, there are also many servants, and there are two old men who are not weak.

Such a group of young men and women who were obviously cultivators came from outside the city, and naturally attracted the attention of some mortals around, and they were extremely shocked.

The painting country is only a country of mortals, and the number of monks is very small. Except for a few big families and royal families in the country, ordinary people can’t see monks at all.

But today, I saw such a group of diligent young men and women.

“Hey, that seems to be Princess Mingxi, so it was the princess who welcomed her.”

Suddenly, someone recognized one of the young men and women, and the voice was excited and could not help shouting.

“I heard that the princess worshipped the extremely powerful Tianyuan Cave within a million miles, and was accepted as a disciple by a god-level (bhcd) elder…”

Many mortals were excited and talked non-stop there.

In their eyes, cultivators in the realm of the gods were already high gods, even the king of the kingdom, in front of them, was like moth ants.

“It seems that Junior Sister Mingzhuan is very popular in the painting country, and almost everyone recognizes you.”

Hearing the surrounding discussions, the man in brocade on the wild beast couldn’t help showing a diligent and genial smile, and looked at another girl riding a spirit horse in the team.

The girl was dressed in white, with a graceful figure, a slender neck, and a beautiful face, revealing a cold and hooked dust.

Even among the most outstanding women, they are particularly conspicuous, as if standing out from a group of geese.

Hearing this, she just nodded lightly and did not answer.

As for the man in brocade clothes, he seemed to be used to it, and he was not angry. He still smiled and said, “Junior sister Mingzhuan can rest assured. Even if there is a cultivator behind me, how could it be my opponent?”

“The country of Yan is very courageous, and I don’t even ask about it. Behind the painting country, there is someone supporting me. It’s like swallowing the guts of a bear’s heart and a leopard, and trying to annex the country of Gai…”

“act recklessly.

However, no matter how he opened his mouth, the girl named Huang Mingyuan had a faint expression and didn’t talk much.

Many young men and women around have been accustomed to this for a long time and did not care about it. Instead, some female disciples were a little jealous of Dong Mingzhuan.

The man in brocade, whose name is Wang Yilin, is the son of the headmaster of Tianyuan Cave, and he is also a famous Tianjiao in Tianyuan Cave.

Naturally, in the minds of many female disciples, he is a well-deserved second generation, handsome, talented and diligent, with a strong cultivation base.

However, at first sight, he admires Hua Mingyuan, who has not long followed his entry.

This time, I heard that the painting country was in trouble, so I chased after him without hesitation, wanting to make money for Lei Ming to solve it, and please all kinds of things along the way.

However, Dong Mingzhuan was honest and didn’t even bother to answer, which made many female disciples secretly envious and jealous.

It is nothing more than relying on his good talent, and at the same time he has a strong master who protects his shortcomings.

Otherwise, how dare she slap Wang Yilin like this?

Just pretending to be high!

At this moment, in the palace of Huaguo, the only remaining queen, Huang Mingzhuan’s biological mother, was standing in the palace with a little emotion.

Although she is in her 40s, she is already a little old because of her work in the country, and she doesn’t look like a queen of a country.

However, it still shows a touch of grace, showing the beauty of youth.

“Thanks to you this time, Xiaofan, if it wasn’t for your help, I’m afraid that Yan Kingdom would have already occupied the mines in my painting country.

Now she is looking at the handsome young man in front of her with a little gratitude and said.

The handsome young man looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old. He was tall and straight, and his eyes were very bright. Hearing this, he seemed to touch his nose a little honestly.

In front of the mountain gate of the God Blessing Sect, the great war swept across tens of thousands of miles, and many mountain ranges exploded.

As a saint of the previous generation of Heaven-Mending God, Zhao Qing has a strong talent. Although she has practiced the Tao for less than a hundred years, she is indistinguishable from the Holy Spirit elders of the Holy Spirit Lake.

However, many elders and disciples are watching from the sidelines and do not intend to help.

Up to now, Zhao Wu refused to obey, and there was nothing they could do.

“Zhao Hao, if you don’t want to learn from others, you should just confess.

“For you and me, it’s also a good thing, otherwise, even Senior Uncle Zhao Qing, I’m afraid that you will be attacked by you, and you won’t be able to fall.

At this moment, Chu Xiao stood behind an elder with a strange look in his eyes, and couldn’t help but persuade him, as if he was thinking of Zhao Wu.

“This guy is sincerely looking for disaster relief…”

“Do you really think of the Heaven Bridging Sect as a place to wipe his ass?”

After hearing this, the rest of the disciples also opened their mouths one after another, talking about Zhao Wulai, let him be more interesting, and don’t bring misfortunes to others.

Because of this matter, it is impossible for Zhao Wu to continue to stay in the Heaven-Mending Sect in the future.

Basically, many elders and disciples were quite critical of him, with resentment, how could it be possible for Zhao Wu to continue to stay.

Seeing Chu Xiao’s appearance, Zhao Wu suddenly turned his head, and a divine light flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to… suddenly reacted.

“Chu Xiao, I have no grievances with you, why are you targeting me like this?

Zhao Wu felt a chill in his heart and couldn’t help but ask word by word.

Before that, he had never contacted Chu Xiao, and the two had no conflict of interest at all.

Moreover, according to Zhao Hao’s understanding of Chu Xiao, he has always been low-key and forbearance, and he can achieve great things.

Why would he jump out at this time and target himself everywhere?

When Chu Xiao heard the words, he just smiled as usual, “Zhao Shi, I’m just telling the truth, how can I tell you to target you everywhere?

“Or, what do you think I said wrong?”

Having said that, he felt a little stunned in his heart, realizing that his words were a little too much today.

When he was in the main hall before, even his father, the headmaster of the Heaven-Mending Sect, couldn’t help but glance at him.

Like in the past, he would not pay attention to this kind of thing.

“Who is behind you?”

Zhao Wu asked again.

At this time, I just felt suffocated, and an astonishing chill suddenly appeared on my back.

He had always wondered why things were not going well for him, and many things were completely different from his expectations.

Now, he finally figured out that it was not his problem, but someone who was behind the design to frame him.

It is not normal for Chu Xiao to have such a great hostility towards him.

“Who ordered it?”

Chu Xiao was stunned, then shook his head and chuckled, “You are really interesting. Instead of reflecting on your own problems, you feel that someone is persecuting you?”

“Why don’t you ask the people from Holy Spirit Lake and Chihuang Mountain why they treat you like this?”