The girl in purple said just a few words before and after, exposing her innocent and simple character.

In the martial arts world, people are unpredictable, and a character like a girl in purple, if she comes out alone to practice, if she doesn't have a strong strength to protect herself, it is an extremely dangerous thing.

Especially the girl in purple also has an innate spiritual root, if she is targeted by some male warriors with bad intentions and stronger than her, the consequences are unimaginable.

Because the male martial artists in the True Martial Realm all knew that if they could merge with a female martial artist with an innate spiritual root, it would be better than using any Yuan Shi Pill in this world to cultivate, which was enough to make many male martial artists crazy.

The cultivation of the purple-clothed girl is only a desolate level consummation realm, although such a strength can compete with the leader of the fourth-grade sect, but if it encounters the high-level of the third-grade sect or a loose cultivator with the cultivation of the realm above the Hong, it is vulnerable.

However, looking at the style of the purple-clothed girl's clothes and the embroidered pattern on her heart, she must be a disciple of a certain big sect, and she must be accompanied by a strong person from the sect to protect her.

It's just that Fang Bai's divine sense is spread out in a radius of more than 2,000 meters, but he didn't find the existence of a martial artist's breath, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart, could it be that this purple-clothed girl broke away from her sect without authorization and ran out alone?

Judging by Fang Bai's experience in her previous life, the girl in purple was a fledgling, she didn't know the height of the sky, and she didn't know the dangers of the world, so it was really very likely that she slipped out behind her back. It's hard to be immune.

Thinking of this, Fang Bai couldn't help but ask, "Little girl, which sect are you a disciple of?"

"Hey, hey, this Brother Bai Fang, I asked you the question first, and you haven't answered me yet, why do you ask me about it?

The girl in purple was a little unhappy when she saw that Fang Bai didn't answer the rhetorical question, holding the lancet in one hand and forking it on the slender and soft waist with the other.

Fang Bai let out an "oh", then pretended to be at a loss, and said, "I didn't sense the fire vitality you said, I haven't seen any fire attribute treasures you said, and you said that I took any treasures, just wronged me!"

The purple-clothed girl's gaze was fixed on Fang Bai's face, and seeing that Fang Bai didn't seem to be lying, her good-looking brows frowned again, and she muttered, "Could it be that I......'m wrong?" My senses have always been very keen, and just now I clearly sensed a very strong fire vitality here......"

"Little girl, is it your turn to answer my question?"

Fang Bai asked with a smile.

"Don't call me a little girl!"

The girl in purple obviously cared about others calling her "little girl", and said dissatisfiedly: "This girl has a name, her name is Zhuge Lian...... Well, pity for pity...... You can call me little mercy, or you can call me mercy, and my fellow disciples call me that. This girl is a disciple of the Xuannu Sect......"

The purple-clothed girl Zhuge Lian's voice was as crisp as a warbler, and she chattered like a cannon, shaking out her identity completely, and she didn't care at all whether Fang Bai would have ulterior motives.

"When I met a stranger like me, I didn't have any precautions...... What a simple little girl who has no scheming in the city! Such a little girl, who can bear to hurt her?"

Looking at Zhuge Lian in front of him, Fang Bai couldn't help but think of Shi Xiaolian, the little girl in Shigong Village in the secular world.

Zhuge Lian and Shi Xiaolian, both of them have the word "pity" in their names, and they are also as simple as a blank piece of paper, which makes people pity and can't bear to hurt.

"Wait, your name is Zhuge Lian?"

A bright light flashed in Fang Bai's mind, his hands suddenly stretched forward, grabbed Zhuge Lian's shoulders, and asked urgently, "Are you really called Zhuge Lian?"

"What are you doing? Men and women don't kiss, you let me go! Also, you scratch me! Ouch...... White, you let go!"

Zhuge Lian was caught by Fang Bai's shoulder, and couldn't help blushing a little, and then the pain from her shoulder made her can't help but scream.

Fang Bai realized that he was a little excited, and hurriedly let go of the palm that grabbed Zhuge Lian's shoulder, carefully looked at Zhuge Lian's facial features, and the appearance of the other person in his mind corroborated each other, and found that between the eyebrows of the two, there was indeed a bit of similarity.

Back then, in the secular world, Fang Bai and Taoist Wu De teamed up to find the tomb of a congenital master, and later in the tomb of the innate master, he learned that his name was Zhuge Dingtian, and he was a loose cultivator from the small world.

Fang Bai got a lot of cultivation resources and a blood-drinking madness knife from Zhuge Dingtian, and in gratitude, he made a promise in front of Zhuge Dingtian's body that when he had the opportunity to go to the small world, he would find his pregnant beloved wife for Zhuge Dingtian and inform him of his death.

Fang Bai still remembered that Zhuge Dingtian's last words mentioned that his wife's name was Zhou Yuruo, and she was the daughter of Zhou Wanshui, the palace master of the Weak Water Palace, one of the innate sects of the True Martial Realm.

Zhou Yuruo and Zhuge Dingtian were in love with each other and privately engaged for life, but they were strongly opposed by their mother Zhou Wanshui, and finally the husband and wife had to elope hand in hand, and on the way to elope, they became pregnant with their beloved daughter.

Zhou Qiaoshui thought that it was Zhuge Dingtian's clever words, kidnapped his daughter Zhou Yuruo, and in anger, he sent his disciples in the palace to chase and kill, Zhuge Dingtian for the safety of his wife and daughter, appeared to lead away the killer of the weak water palace, and named his unborn beloved daughter Zhuge Lian before leaving.

Later, Zhuge Dingtian entered the secular world by chance, although he avoided the pursuit of the disciples of the weak water palace, but in the secular world because of his cultivation, he went mad and fell into the devil, and finally fell, so that he could not see his wife and daughter until he died, so he left his last words in the tomb, hoping that someone who was destined could fulfill his last wish for him.

Fang Bai is a man who keeps his promises, no matter whether Zhuge Dingtian is dead or alive, since he has made a promise, he will definitely try his best to complete it.

Suddenly hearing the words "Zhuge Pity" just now, Fang Bai suddenly thought of Zhuge Dingtian, and his emotions were a little excited.

Although Zhuge Dingtian fell back then, a large number of elixirs were piled up around the body, and the vitality released by the elixir made the corpse not decay, and the facial features looked lifelike, Fang Bai remembered it clearly.

Looking at Zhuge Lian at this moment, Fang Bai found that there was really a five- or six-point similarity between her and Zhuge Dingtian's eyebrows, and it was really Zhuge Dingtian's daughter.

"Zhuge Lian, what's your mother's name, and what's your father's name?"

In order to be on the safe side, so as not to recognize the wrong person, Fang Bai asked again.

"Why do you ask this? Why should I tell you?"

Seeing Fang Bai's anxious look, Zhuge felt strange in his heart, and at the same time he was a little vigilant.

Fang Bai took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on Zhuge Lian, and Zhengse said, "Your mother's name is Zhou Yuruo, and your father's name is Zhuge Dingtian, isn't it?"

Zhuge Lian's eyes widened suddenly, his small mouth, which was as tender as a ling, was half-open, and his face looked incredulous.

(End of chapter)