The orthodox ghost clan brought surprises to the oath ceremony of the Condor Alliance, and the old evil replaced the ghost king Yun Yelangjun, who was captured by the Blue Wolf Alliance, and read out the oath that the ghost clan was willing to join the Condor Alliance and join forces with millions of allies to fight against the Lord. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But when the evil retreated and the ceremony was about to move to the next link, there were people outside Xuanyuan Mountain.

The oath activity on the stage was suspended, and everyone was stretching their necks to look out, guessing what the representatives of the Wuque Gate camp looked like.

The stray footsteps echoed through the valley, sounding like more than one person coming, but not like a team either. After another minute or so, two visitors walked into the Valley of the Eagle's Roar, excluding the divine soldiers who were leading the way.

Walking in front was a short, lean middle-aged man wearing a blue-gray Hangluo collared kaftan and a square hat with a square corner. His skin was pale, his forehead protruded, and his small eyes were slender and sunken in their sockets, exuding a sleek smoothness that was not easily accessible.

Behind the man, there was a young girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, although her appearance was not a sinking fish and a goose, but she was also extremely beautiful and dignified. And her facial features have the characteristics of ethnic minorities, and at a glance she knows that she is not a native of the Central Plains.

Despite this, the girl wore a pink open-sleeved dark moire cardigan, with a double snail bun on her head, and a delicate peacock feather beaded flower on each side. It seems that she changed out of her ethnic costume and dressed up in Hanfu to show off her people, planning to follow the customs.

This girl also has a peculiarity, that is, although she is a big living person who can walk, her demeanor is mechanical, and there is no expression of joy and sorrow on her face. It's not so much that she's a beautiful girl, but rather that she's more like a zombie.

The crowd looked at them intently, and no one spoke for the time being. But in the entire allied camp, I am afraid that only Ling Xuanluo can really report who those two people have and where they come from.

However, if you want him to speak at this moment, it is probably not easy, because the moment the two of them followed the divine soldier into the valley, he was like being struck by an invisible lightning, his whole body trembled violently, his eyes became dull, and the hand on the back of the caracal was unconsciously released.

At this time, he seemed to have fallen into a relationship with the demon king just now, but he was having difficulty breathing, his life was in danger, and he was about to faint to the ground. Fortunately, he was behind the caracal, and with the attention of the caracal, he was also attracted by the two of them, so he didn't notice his abnormal reaction.

Even if Ling Xuanluo was as silent as a stone, Jiang Nanjun, who was standing not far from them, had already whispered the name and surname of one of them: "The person who came is really Nangong Xiang!"

He wanted to say who the other girl was, but although he guessed a little, he couldn't make up his mind whether the judgment was correct, so he could only suppress it.

He had spent a few days in Yunnan with Ling Xuanluo, and he knew Sang Ya and Xiang Li's names and the tragic experiences of the two of them when they were young.

However, after the end of the battle to defend the Divine Realm, until they left the Bearded Divine Clan, Namtso did not mention the lotus coffin in the lotus pond to anyone, let alone explicitly allow them to see it, he naturally had never seen Sangya's remains, so he didn't dare to conclude that the girl behind Nangong Xiang was the Sangya that Ling Xuanluo had been missing.

Of course, Ling Xuanluo had no doubts, and his heart was numb at this moment. Although his legs were weak, he still subconsciously moved a few steps to the front of the stage, took Jiang Nanjun's words, and said to himself: "Why not Nangong Xiang......? Sanya, Sanya who has been lying in the lotus coffin, she ...... She really came back to life and came to the Central Plains......"

"What? The woman in the pink skirt is Sanya?" His words could be heard clearly, and he couldn't stop his heart from beating wildly, mixed with joy and sorrow, and a wave of dizziness hit him again, and he quickly held on to the pillar beside him.

(To be continued.) )