Chapter Sixty-Eight: Little Mom Is Coming?

When the morning sun falls, the Tallinn in the depths of the Baotong Monastery shines like a white jewel, and the vegetable garden at the foot of the mountain is still so quiet.

Tonglu opened his eyes and woke up, looking at the dark walls, smelling the smell of vegetable oil in the air, a little confused.

It took him some time to really come to his senses, and he probably understood the situation, and sat up with some difficulty.

He suddenly noticed a strange man sitting across from him, with a green face and an extremely cold look in his eyes.

The weirdo is naturally Su Ziye.

Su Ziye and Tonglu sat at the two ends of the bed, looking at each other silently, and the atmosphere was very weird.

Tonglu's face suddenly turned a little pale.

He was about to summon a flying sword to slash the opponent, but he didn't succeed.

Then he remembered that his flying sword had broken last night.

"You know me?"

Su Ziye felt his killing intent.

Tonglu said: "You can confirm your identity just by your face, there are only two of you in the entire Chaotian Continent." ”

Su Ziye is the reincarnation of a demon fetus, the corpse poison enters the body, and the face is green, so he is naturally easy to recognize, he knows this, but who is the other person?

"The other one is Jing Jiu. ”

He Zhan walked in from outside.

Su Ziye asked, "Why?"

He Zhan raised his hand and brushed it on his face, and said, "Because he is very good-looking, haven't you heard of it?"

Su Ziye was stunned, he had heard the rumors of Jing Jiu, and thought it was a bit exaggerated, but now it seems to be true?

He Zhan said to Tonglu: "You two don't fight, this bed in the house is for you two patients, what if the bed collapses?"

Tonglu looked at him and said, "Do you want to explain the current situation?"

He Zhan spread his hands and said, "Don't ask me, I don't know how you came, the situation is so weird." ”

He felt innocent, how many times did he do it in the past two days just by spreading his hands?

"What do you remember before you fell unconscious?"

A cold and arrogant voice rang out.

The three of them looked over and found that Tong Yan had been sitting by the window playing chess.

From beginning to end, Tong Yan didn't speak, didn't make a sound, and people forgot his existence.

Tonglu was surprised, he didn't expect Tong Yan to be here, and then began to think about his question.

The night before, there was chaos outside Haizhou City, and the sword light shuttled, and it was dangerous.

He was in a trance, and he was almost injured several times, but he avoided it completely by instinct.

Until a certain moment, I don't know if it was because of the attack of the injury or shortness of breath, he fainted in front of his eyes.

Before he fell unconscious, he only remembered that the night sky was full of sword light, like a torrential rain.

Then, a real rainstorm fell outside Haizhou.

The cracked gimbal fell towards the sea in the torrential rain.

Tonglu was silent for a long time, looked at Tong Yan and said, "So you know all these things?"

Tong Yan said: "I have always been suspicious of Xihai, and it is my proposal to start from now on. ”

Tonglu was very angry, stared into his eyes and asked, "So you all hide it from me?"

The night before, in front of Nanshan, he had already raised this question.

Guo Nanshan said that because he was a disciple of the West Sea, they had to hide it from him, and what they wanted to deal with was Immortal Lin, not the West Sea Sword Sect.

Tong Yan and Guo Nanshan's temperament is different, and the answers given are naturally different, more direct, and very sharp.

Just like his chess style has changed in recent years.

"The Xihai Sword Sect is the Immortal Forest, so if you were me, would you say?"

Hearing this, Tonglu was silent again for a long time, looked at He Zhan and asked in a low voice, "Where is this?"

He Zhan spread his hands again and said, "This is the Baotong Zen Monastery where there are only green vegetable tofu and brown rice, and there is not even spicy tofu. ”

Tonglu was a little surprised and asked, "What are you doing here?"

He Zhan pointed to Su Ziye on the other side of the bed and said, "He was poisoned by the assassins of the Immortal Forest in Yizhou, and only here can he be cured." ”

Tonglu sneered and said, "Can I understand that you have always colluded with this evil demon?"

In the last few hundred years, the evil path has declined, and those old monsters have long since disappeared, and the young master of the Xuanyin Sect can be said to be the most famous evil cultivator.

Su Ziye looked at him and said mockingly: "Your identity is similar to me now, you'd better get used to it." ”

Tong Yan said to Tonglu, "Who threw you here?"

He Zhan was a little nervous, if Tonglu could remember something, the question that had plagued him for many years might be answered.

Tonglu shook his head, he really couldn't remember what happened last that night.

Tong Yan looked at He Zhan and said, "Don't worry, the other party has been sending things over continuously, and he seems to be a little anxious, and he should not be far from appearing." ”

A voice rang out outside the house.

"I've always thought that things like chess, piano, calligraphy and painting are not interesting, but now it seems that playing chess can really make people smarter. ”

A girl in white walked into the house. Today she was not veiled, and her seemingly ordinary face looked incomparably bright in the morning light.

He Zhan and Tonglu were very surprised, and Tong Yan was also very surprised: "Senior sister in winter?"

Hearing this name, Su Ziye's eyes condensed slightly. It turns out that the girl in white is the winter of Shuiyue Nunnery, I heard that she is a closed disciple of Lian March, why did she appear in Baotong Monastery, and what does it have to do with the matter they discussed?

"How many of you are used to living here?"

Tong Yan didn't answer this question, just looked at her quietly, as if to see through what was hidden under this ordinary face.

He Zhan said with a puzzled expression: "Why are you here?"

Winter said: "Baotong Zen Monastery and my Shuiyue Nunnery belong to the same vein. ”

Tong Yan suddenly said: "And this place is close to Yizhou City, if you want to detoxify, you will definitely come here." ”

"You are indeed very smart, and I really didn't look at the wrong person. ”

Tong Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

This tone is somewhat condescending, like an elder's comment on a junior.

In the past, apart from the two masters, only Jing Jiu had spoken to him in this tone.

Su Ziye's brow furrowed even deeper.

In the past, if he met a decent disciple, or the other party would kill him without thinking about it, just like Tonglu just now, or he would kill the other party.

After the girl in white entered the house, she didn't even look at him, and this kind of ignorance was more unaccustomed to him than hostility.

He Zhan sobered up a little at this time and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Wintering said calmly, "Haven't you been guessing who that person is?"

The room became eerily quiet.

The morning light fell on the chessboard, as if there was a sound.

Su Ziye sneered and said, "You have only been practicing for more than ten years, how can you be the person He Zhan is looking for?"

He was born with a demonic fetus, and his cultivator's qi and machine sensing were particularly sensitive, and his ability to judge the level of a cultivator's realm and the length of time was magical.

He Zhan knew this friend's ability very well, and thought to himself that since you are still very young, how can it be your own mother, at most a little mother......

Guo Dong suddenly said to him: "You haven't used the yarn under the rock of the back of the hermitage, have you?"

(End of chapter)