At noon on this day, when the sun was at its strongest, Wang Xi opened the door of the tent and smiled slightly at the direction of the Grand Canyon in the distance. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It was the first time in five days that she had stepped out of the tent in front of outsiders. Just now, she was reading a medical book in the camp when she suddenly felt a gust of breeze blowing on her face, and a strange and familiar breath swept through the air.

She knew that it must have been her unmasked aunt who had arrived. It's really fast enough, it's only been three or five days since she scared away the two little priests who pretended to be ghosts, and this aunt of hers couldn't help but come to check it out in person?

"Thirteen Niang," Wang Ji was as light as an ordinary lady, holding the hand of the personal maidservant, and walked slowly to the side. "What about the girl?"

Thirteen Niang was a little stunned, when did Miss ask someone to help her? But in an instant, Thirteen Niang came back to her senses. Presumably, Miss must have some purpose in doing this.

After all, as far as she knew, Jinggu had been away from the camp for three days.

"Miss Hui's words, Sister Qianxi and Erniu went hunting in the forest together." Thirteen Niang, who turned the corner, lowered her head slightly, like a small jasper, and replied timidly.

"This girl," Wang Ji shook her head lightly, her face seemed a little pale, and even the smile on her face looked a little weak. "I'm afraid that these days away from home, my temperament has become wild."

"Miss, isn't this what you're used to?" Thirteen Niang pretended to be funny and chuckled twice, and only after helping the young lady to walk around the camp a few times, and then helped the master to walk back to the camp tent.

"Miss," at the moment when the tent door was closed, Thirteen Niang was about to say something, but was gently pressed by the jade hand on her arm by her master.

"Miss, we've been walking for a long time, it's time for your lunch break." Thirteen Niang, who is worthy of being a shadow guard, immediately changed her tone, held her master's hand, and walked to the low couch on the side.

Wang Ji lay on the low couch lightly, waved her hand at Thirteen Niang who was waiting on the side, and then closed her eyes.

After a few deep breaths, she cleared her mind and integrated herself into the forest again.

The divine consciousness blew by the breeze, and the quiet mountains and forests in the distance suddenly came alive.

This is the unique breath in the depths of Wang Xiqing's soul to return to this mountain forest.

Countless buds hidden in the depths of the mountain, after the baptism of the wisp of aura in the breeze, have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. I don't know which dead leaves are buried under the summer insects also woke up from their naps, quietly picked up the dry grass, and looked out with their probes.

For a while, the entire mountain forest was quietly exploring something under Wang Xiqing's will, and no one found it.

Under the Wushen Temple in the Minjiang Grand Canyon, a graceful woman with a light veil on her face faced the temple and was silent.

The woman's face looked very young, and she looked no more than twenty-seven or eighteen years old. Her beautiful face was originally bright and compelling, but under the dress of a black witch high priest, she looked solemn.

"Your Excellency, you're here." A few steps behind the woman, two young witch priests, prostrate on the ground, very religious.

"Get up." After a while, the woman waved her sleeves lightly, still looking at the witch temple on the cliff in front of her, but did not look back. "How's the preparation in the temple?"

"If you go back to your lordship, the temple will be business as usual." The two men on the ground stood up tremblingly, and couldn't help but look at each other, but they didn't know what to say.

It turned out that these two young witch priests were the two people who were scared away by Wu Jing's spell a few days ago, under the guidance of Wang Xiqing.

The breeze blew, and they were obviously in the open Grand Canyon, but it inexplicably made the hearts of the two brothers feel depressed. The status of the adults in the clan is now unattainable, and this momentum is naturally like a mountain, which is not something that a small priest like them can compete with.

The two brothers, who were sweating coldly on their foreheads, secretly glanced at the woman in front of them, but they felt more and more solemn that the atmosphere was more solemn, and they couldn't help but kneel down again and kowtow to plead guilty.

"Can the identities of those mountain people outside the canyon be clarified?" The woman saw that the two of them knelt down again, and only then did she put away her momentum like a mountain, and she spoke.

The woman's voice is as crisp as the chirping of an oriole, and she is graceful. At this time, listening to the ears of the two people who touched the ground with their foreheads was as beautiful as fairy sound. The two brothers were relieved and immediately relieved.

In the eyes of the two of them, since the adults have opened their mouths to ask, they must have spared them this time, right?

"If you want to return to your lordship," the man dressed in black kowtowed, "those people outside the valley are just a few villagers from the nearby mountains who have come here in advance to participate in the sacrifice of the witch god. ”

"Really?" The woman in black glanced at the two people on the ground noncommittally, but the corners of her eyebrows were slightly raised.

"Who lives in the tent in the middle of the camp?" Thinking of the entire camp that had been arranged into a seven-star moon locking formation, the woman was even more curious about the girl who lived in the tent in the center of the camp.

What kind of woman could be so protected by the young priest who came with the villagers?

"My lord, the group in the center of the camp is not from our Shuzhong." The man in black remembered the news he had found many times in the past few days, and said slowly.

"The group with a group of guards is a wealthy family in the Central Plains, and when they went to Jinguancheng to visit relatives, they lost their way in the mountains, so they borrowed and stayed in the village where the little priest was."

"This time, I heard that there is a witch god sacrifice here, and the young lady of that family is very curious, so she followed."

"My lord, you also know that those young ladies from the Central Plains have never even been out of the courtyard gate since they were children, so they are naturally curious about our sacrifices. Besides, she was originally an innocent little girl, and she was a little ......."

"Alright." The woman in black suddenly spoke, interrupting her subordinates' reply.

Everything was as usual around her, but it made her feel an inexplicable shock, as if something she didn't know was quietly happening.

This is very wrong, the woman in black has some eyebrows. Ever since she became the high priest of the clan, after the closure of the Holy Land, she took charge of the affairs of the clan, and became the true king of the world in Shuzhong, this feeling has not appeared.

Could it be that something is wrong with the Holy Land? Or has the Holy Land reappeared?

Thinking of this, the woman in black couldn't help but feel a little flustered. It seems that he should end the sacrifice here as soon as possible and rush back to the holy place as soon as possible to take a look, so that he can rest assured.

As for the girl from the Central Plains who lived outside the canyon in the middle of the camp, the woman in black was curious, but she was not worried at all.

On the way here, she had already gone to check it out herself. It's just an ordinary lady, and she doesn't have any aura on her body. Such a little girl from other places who is not in the world naturally does not deserve too much attention from her, the king of the witch clan. (To be continued.) )