"There are all the exercises of my Water Sect in the altar, you have to practice hard all these years, and when you come out, but if you want to take over as the sect master, you must not be slack and lazy, you know?" Leng Qing'an said to Condensation Fang.

“…… Be. Condensation Fang was silent for a long time before speaking.

"The time has come, Ning Fang, let's go in!" the Great Elder said.

"Let's go in......" Leng Qingan slowly let go of Condensing Fang's hand and said softly.

At this moment, Condensation Fang's body trembled violently.

She looked at the dark altar, and felt only that her hands and feet were cold, and a bone-chilling chill was born from the soles of her feet, and in the blink of an eye, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

At this time, she turned around and said to Leng Qing'an: "Sect Master, I wish you good health and a long life......

After speaking, Condensation Fang wiped away the tears on her face, and then covered her mouth and nose, crying while walking into the altar!

When Condensation Fang's figure disappeared, Zhao Yang couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "There will always be someone who is unlucky, and Condensation Frost escapes, and this Condensation Fang will be unlucky......

Eh, why are the names of the two of them so similar? This condensation fang could not be the spare tire that the old sect master prepared for Xiaoshuang, right?

Yes, the position of this saintess is very important, how can it be possible to just grab one at random? Nine times out of ten, this condensation fang is the spare tire that the old sect master secretly selected to cultivate!"

Zhao Yang thought about it and was extremely frightened, and hurriedly looked at the cold hermitage, and at this moment, a figure appeared in the dark and deep altar!

This figure is taller than the condensation fang who entered, and the figure is also plump.

I saw her slowly come out of the darkness of the altar, and her figure became clearer and clearer.

Soon, Zhao Yang saw her appearance clearly!

This is a middle-aged woman, her skin is very good, fair and smooth, which makes her look younger than her actual age, although she is already middle-aged, it is difficult to hide the peerless elegance of her youth.

Perhaps because of the lack of light on the altar for a long time, her face was slightly pale, but she had the roundness characteristic of a middle-aged woman, and her body was the same.

However, when Zhao Yang looked at her carefully, his heart felt like he had been hammered by something!

It's so similar!

No wonder so many people say they look at me familiarly, no wonder so many people say I look like her!

It's so special!

At this moment, Zhao Yang's heart turned upside down, and he was completely in chaos!

He knew that this woman must be a saint who had lived in seclusion on the altar for twenty-four years, with a cold brow!

She should be forty years old!

At this moment, Zhao Yang suddenly felt that there must be some kind of connection between himself and her!

This woman's face was imprinted into Zhao Yang's mind as soon as she caught her eyes, and even went straight to the depths of his soul!

He'd never seen a single person before, and the first sight made his whole soul tremble!

Even if she is as charming as Ling Yuxuan, as cold as Xia Bing, as pure as Su Xiaoyue, and as beautiful as Su Xiaomei, when he first saw these people, Zhao Yang never felt this way!

This is not a liking and affection for a beautiful woman, this is an indescribable and inexplicable feeling of intimacy!

At this time, the old sect master Leng Qingan turned his head clearly and glanced at Zhao Yang!

At the same time, Leng Qingmei turned his gaze to Zhao Yang, and when the two of them met, the sky collapsed, and the nebula flowed!

In an instant, Leng Qingmei's eyes showed an incomparably complicated color!

However, in just an instant, Leng Qingmei took his gaze away from Zhao Yang's face and looked at the elders and disciples!

Why don't you look at me more?

Looking at Leng Qingmei, Zhao Yang suddenly felt that even if Leng Qingmei just looked at him more, it would be a great happiness for him!

What kind of connection did I have with her, and why did I feel so touched when I first met her?

Zhao Yang found that he couldn't explain it, even if he was a superb, he couldn't explain this feeling!

"Congratulations on getting out!" the elders and all the disciples present all knelt on the ground and said respectfully.

Except for the old sect master Leng Qing'an, who was standing next to Leng Qingmei, everyone knelt on the ground, and driven by this feeling, Zhao Yang naturally knelt on the ground.

Zhao Yang shouldn't have knelt because he wasn't a disciple of Mu Xue Sect, and he had nothing to do with Leng Qingmei.

However, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his kneeling.

He naturally knelt down like this, and at the same time, Leng Qingmei turned his head and glanced at him.

"Alright, let's all get up!" Leng Qingmei flicked his hand and said.

Immediately after, the four elders led everyone to stand up.

Zhao Yang stood up and refocused his gaze on Leng Qingmei's face.

It's all too familiar......

Why does this feel so familiar?

I clearly never met her.

But it feels like ...... It's like his adoptive mother Wang Yueying has come back to life!

At this time, Leng Qing'an walked to Leng Qingmei's side with a cane, trembling, facing everyone, and said in an old voice: "My time is running out...... Now I declare that I will be the suzerain...... Pass it to Leng Qingmei, and I hope that I, Mu Xuezong, under the leadership of Leng Qingmei, will carry forward the waterway!"

"Obey the orders of the Sect Master!" everyone said in unison.

However, as soon as everyone's words fell, Zhao Yang suddenly noticed that the old sect master's figure shook for a moment, and then fell to the side!

At the same time, Leng Qingmei immediately stepped out to support her, and exclaimed, "Old sect master, old sect master!"

Several elders were shocked in their hearts, and hurriedly rushed forward and gathered around the old sect master!

At this time, Leng Qingan had already fulfilled all her wishes, and all the motivation that supported her to live was gone, so she had no worries, and the oil ran out in an instant!

Leng Qing'an's face was as pale as paper, she looked around, smiled, and whispered: "My life's wish has been fulfilled, only one last thing...... After I die, you must do it. ”

"Old Sect Master, please speak!" Liu Wenjing said immediately.

At this time, he was extremely excited, and felt in his heart that maybe the old sect master's last wish had something to do with him......

However, the old sect master said angrily next: "Condensation frost betrayed the master, it is a big rebellion, I Mu Xue Sect must find and kill it, in order to sacrifice to the water god!"

Zhao Yang's heart shook when he heard this!

Leng Qing'an's words, even if Zhao Yang stood on the periphery of the crowd, he could hear it clearly!

The old sect master's last words before he died turned out to be a killing condensation cream!

"Obey the old sect master's last wishes!" the Great Elder and several other elders replied together.

Then, Liu Wenjing said in a deep voice: "Please rest assured, the old sect master, this matter is wrapped up in me Liu Wenjing, no matter the ends of the world, I will definitely find her, bring her back to the sect, and kill her to sacrifice to the water god!"

Among these people, only Leng Qingmei did not respond, and her expression revealed a touch of helplessness that could not be concealed.

(End of chapter)