Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Mysterious Short-Haired Woman Guzha Crane

The breeze brought up the leaves, rustling, a wonderful figure slowly walked out of the woods, under the light of the moon, wearing a plain black light shirt, short hair to the neck, and the waist belt was colorful, particularly conspicuous.

She looked at Zhongli Qingming with a smile on her face.

And Zhongli Qingming's mouth opened and closed dryly several times, several times he wanted to say it, but he swallowed it deeply, he had never seen this person, but strangely he was convinced of this person from the bottom of his heart, this feeling lingered in his mind, which made him extremely afraid, a trace of reason told him that he must not have any contact with her, even if he could not speak!

But the short-haired woman was not in a hurry, she looked at him with a smile on her face, under the moonlight, her face was extraordinarily fair, and under the curved beauty, a pair of eyes like a deep pool were moving.

The time is only a short time, but in Zhongli Qingming's heart, it seems that a century has passed, this is self-blame, deep self-blame, self-blame for not responding to her, and his heart is becoming more and more afraid, he, Zhongli Qingming has never been so afraid since childhood, even if it is death, it is nothing more than this in front of this.

The kneeling feet were trembling slightly, and the tingling sensation from his thighs made him feel like he was on pins and needles.

He was still in a stalemate, and when the short-haired woman saw this, she finally spoke: "Heaven and earth are up and down, and everything is drifting.

This day and this earth have long been under our feet, and perhaps we are stepping on not only a piece of heaven and a piece of earth, but also two, maybe three, or more、、、

Heaven and earth can be subjugated under our feet, not to mention everything else, but it does not mean that all people have such rights, and the rights are only in the hands of a few.

And I, Guzahe, deserve that right!

Zhongli Qingming!The head of the Zhongli family!The manager of the two heavens!

Would you like to help me?!" The words in these words are sonorous and powerful, as if there is some magic that is impossible to refuse.

Zhongli Qingming looked at the short-haired woman blankly, and suddenly, he nodded unconsciously.

Guzha Crane's smiling face was like a flower for a while, looking so beautiful, so refined, like a fairy of the Nine Heavens.

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye at Zhongli Qingming, Guzha Crane disappeared out of thin air, and in her original position, a white paper crane the size of a palm was independent, and a strange wind from nowhere blew the white paper crane in front of Zhongli Qingming.

He hurriedly stretched out his hands to catch it, and the white paper crane landed smoothly on his palm, and a stream of energy suddenly flowed from the white paper crane into his palm.

Closing his eyes and feeling the benefits of this energy to him, suddenly his eyes opened suddenly, and his eyes were full of surprise, because there was a slight feeling of loosening in the shackles of cultivation, Peiyuan's fourth-layer peak!

Open the paper crane with both hands, a line of beautiful books:

Sit quietly and wait, don't make a move. - Guzha Helyu

Zhongli Qingming stood up, facing the forest, and bowed down in a bow of submission.

At this moment, a small fluffy head poked out of the bushes in the forest, wasn't it really the white fox beside Yang Peng? It glanced at Zhongli Qingming, "swished", and then turned its head away.

Zhongli Qingming was standing alone at the top of the cliff, looking down at the endless darkness, and then looking up at the top of the mountain, the corners of his mouth hooked up a hint of arc, and he took a step towards the depths of the forest、、、