Chapter Seventy-Eight: On Panlong Ridge, the witch envoy appeared and got his wish
Sword River Valley,
It's not just a valley, it's not a canyon, it's just a name. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info represents the name of the wisdom, spirit, and power of the Wu people in southern Xinjiang, and the Sword River Valley is also not a place where outsiders are forbidden to enter, even if it is compared with Zhongzhou, its prosperity is about the same.
Similarly, although the status of the witch envoy is noble, he is not as high as the emperor and princess, but walks among the people, and enjoys with the clansmen and sentient beings.
It's just that this generation of witch envoys is a little special, with a withdrawn personality, and they are born with an indifferent temperament in their bones, and they are indifferent to life and death between all living beings, the way of good and evil, and stay in Panlong Ridge all day long.
Panlongling,
Except for the twelve guardians of the witch envoys, there are very few living people entering in normal times.
At this point,
A gorgeous carriage stopped in front of the ancestral house on Panlong Ridge, and the twelve guardians stopped in front of the carriage, separating them from the bamboo house, and the carriage naturally had to stop.
Ling Zifeng jumped out of the carriage, looked at the cold and arrogant eyes of the twelve guardians, and said softly: "Ling Zifeng of the Tanglin Ling family, Jiangnan Qinfu Qinxin, I am here to ask to see the Jun Wu Envoy, and I hope you will report it." ”
"Please go back, the witch envoy does not see any strangers. ”
Regarding Ling Zifeng's request, Ming Feng refused coldly without thinking about it, as the great witch guard among the twelve guardians, he had this power, and he was also the closest guardian envoy around the witch envoy, so he naturally knew the witch envoy's character best.
"Brother, I'm tired of reporting it, there is something very important below, and I want to see the witch envoy. ”
Ling Zifeng was anxious, if he couldn't even see Jun Youpiao, let alone be able to see the Holy Hand Yama King Jun at ease.
"It's not that I deliberately blocked it, the witch envoy won't see you, please go back!"
Ming Feng shook his head, how many times had he reported over the years, almost everyone who came here, let alone seeing the witch envoy, even the bamboo hut was rarely able to go in.
Ling Zifeng had no choice but to use his internal strength and shouted loudly, like a lion roaring in Buddhism, and the sound shook the mountains and forests: "Lord Witch Envoy, please show up and see it, great kindness, and remember it for eternity." ”
"You..."
Ming Feng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, how could this person not understand him, disturb the witch envoy, and then he would inevitably be given another reprimand.
"If you don't listen to the advice, you have to be so entangled, don't complain that we will drive you off Panlong Mountain. Ming Feng's face darkened, and he spoke out unceremoniously, his hand already on the scimitar at his waist.
"The descendants of Shenjian Villa, the young lady of the Jiangnan Qin family, you go back, for the sake of Qin Fuji and Ling Zhan's predecessors, I won't hold you accountable for the crime of disturbing the Qing Cultivation of the original envoy. ”
There were cold voices from inside the bamboo house, and the breath was long, and the determination was unquestionable.
"Lord Witch Envoy,"
"Since you have a relationship with Master Unrepentant, my ancestor of the Ling family, please tell the juniors for their sake, how to find the Jun's seniors. Ling Zifeng paused, half-knelt on the ground, and begged bitterly.
The faces of the twelve guardian envoys changed, and they knew that Ling Zifeng was only looking for the Holy Hand Yama Wangjun to be at ease, and they even did not hesitate to kneel, and they could see that his sincere expression was not half false.
The people of southern Xinjiang are simple and simple, they do not kneel to the sky, they do not kneel to the ground, they kneel to the witch gods, they kneel to their parents, but they do not kneel to people, and there is gold under the knees of men, which is the essence of the Wu clan in southern Xinjiang, and they have always despised those hypocritical people who kneel at will.
However, a person who really does not hesitate to kneel for what his heart wants. It still deserves their respect and deserves their respect.
So
The Twelve Guardians did not speak out again, and as long as the Witch Envoy had not given the order, they wanted to give this stubborn creature a chance.
"Boy,"
"Even if Ben tells you the old man's whereabouts, it's hard for you to get him to do it. ”
"That old man is just an old immortal who treats the common people like a dog and sells his reputation and reputation, you should take advantage of the heart of dying early, and find another master who came back to life. ”
Jun You's faint words, sneering at her father, without the slightest respect, obviously the relationship between father and daughter is not much better.
Ling Zifeng was a little surprised when he heard this, but he didn't dare to ask out loud, after all, this was a contradiction between someone else's father and daughter, and it was not his turn to be an outsider to cross-examine his beak.
It's just that she doesn't believe her words, if the Holy Hand Hades are all famous, who else in this world dares to claim to be able to come back to life.
"Lord Witch Envoy, if it weren't for the nowhere to go, the younger generations wouldn't have come thousands of miles away, day and night, and please tell me the whereabouts of the old jun. Ling Zifeng stubbornly knelt there, looking like he would never give up until he reached his goal.
"Little one,"
"What's so good about the old immortal, you have to find her to save your life, he is not a living bodhisattva, even if you die in front of him, he won't blink his eyes. ”
Jun Youlian appeared in front of the twelve guardian envoys like a ghost, looking at Ling Zifeng who was kneeling on the ground with indifferent eyes, mentioning her father, without a good tone, and her words were full of resentment.
"Lord Witch Envoy,"
The Twelve Guardian Envoys bent down and saluted, not daring to look up at her, after all, they really didn't do what the Witch Envoy usually said just now, allowing Ling Zifeng to disturb the Witch Envoy's cultivation.
"Okay, let's go down, don't take an example. ”
Jun Youpian glanced at them and did not embarrass them.
The twelve guardians separated and returned to their posts, but their eyes occasionally slanted over and looked at the field curiously. It is a little strange that the witch envoy came out to meet people with great kindness today. It's been many years, and it's the first time that a witch envoy has come out to see someone.
"Zifeng, get up, life and death are fateful, it's not worth it to belittle yourself like this for me. ”
Qin Xin's weak voice sounded, stopping Ling Zifeng's words back, only to see Xiaolan helping her out of the carriage.
Qin Xin, dressed in white light gauze, her weak body is a little difficult to walk, her face is so pale that there is no trace of blood, twelve days have passed in the half-moon period, and in two days it is her time of death.
"Xin'er, why did you come down, hurry back. ”
Ling Zifeng's face changed, and he grabbed her arm, and his tone was a little complaining.
In the past few days, Qin Xin's body has been getting worse and worse, and she has vomited a lot of black blood, obviously she is about to be unable to support it, and Ling Zifeng does not dare to let her move around at will, for fear of aggravating her injuries.
"Defying the heavens. ”
"Little one, in order to give her another life, you actually let her endure this vicious method that kills the sky. ”
Jun Youlian looked at the white shadow, as if she was not stained with the fireworks of the world, and her beautiful posture, as a woman, she was a little envious of this woman's beauty.
It's just that when his eyes fell on Qin Xin's face, his face changed greatly, and he was a little surprised, and even his words trembled slightly. How many years have passed, this vicious method has reappeared in the world, is it really worth it to live?