"Oh, here's the reason, sisters, it's obvious that this stinky man has lied to you~"

Xu Yan's voice was a little fluttering: "I remember..."

knocked on his head: "I remember that because of the flood, she was imprisoned in a thousand-year ice prison. ”

"Even though I paid off the temple guards and wouldn't confess to me, I was still worried that Zhongyu would put the blame on me, so I waited that night to find someone to bring her a message, but... I somehow woke up in the courtyard of an oracle. ”

"Moreover, the divine envoy said that the master of the country decreed that if he dared to step into the temple for half a step, he would have my blood splashed on the ground."

As soon as these words came out, Xu Yan and Zhong Ling were stunned.

Yin Hua looked at Qianmian and raised his eyebrows.

said that for the sake of the face of the ancestor of the Xu family, it would not hurt Xu Yan?

Qianmian's lips moved: "I'll just say next time, kill." ”

The corners of Yin Hua's mouth twitched.

Is there a difference between killing and blood splattering?

Seriously added with a plain face: "I won't see blood when I kill." ”

"I don't like blood."

Yin Hua: "..."

What you say makes sense~

…

Listening to Xu Yan below, he was probably afraid that Zhong Ling would not believe it, and added: "When I woke up, there were some scars on my body, and I felt that my internal organs had also been seriously damaged. ”

Zhong Ling grabbed Xu Yan's hand almost brutally, and put his fingers on his pulse.

Before Xu Yan could surprise how she suddenly had so much strength, Zhong Ling had already withdrawn his fingers and looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Lingling..."Xu Yan called out.

For some reason, he felt that the little white rabbit in front of him was cute, and suddenly became a little strange.

Moreover, it faintly brought him a sense of oppression.

Zhong Ling lowered his eyelids and said a little tiredly: "It's not a national teacher, he kills people with one blow." ”

"I won't get these bells and whistles."

Xu Yan frowned and looked at Zhong Ling suspiciously: "Lingling? Have you seen this generation of national teachers? ”

Zhong Ling hung his head and thought about his thoughts, but he didn't answer Xu Yan's question for a while.

…

Yin Hua looked at Qianmian with a smile.

"People know you very well~"

Qianmian retracted his gaze to look at Zhong Ling, and met Yin Hua's eyes, which were as clear as ever.

"I'm sure it's her, Zhong Lanyue, she's fought side by side with me."

There was a question mark in Yin Hua's eyes.

"The world thinks that the national teachers of the temple have changed several times over the past few hundred years, but in fact, it has always been me."

Yin Hua nodded: "I know~"

"If anyone else knows about it besides you, it's only Zhong Lanyue."

Yin Hua leaned closer: "You told her?" Have you ever had a while? ”

"What paragraph?" Thousand Faces didn't understand much.

Yin Hua felt that it was very boring to tease him, glanced at the pair below, and was still speculating, so he diverted the topic.

"Nothing, a section of the temple."

Qianmian looked at the casual expression on Yin Hua's face, and he really couldn't see anything.

Nor to dwell on it, but to continue his explanation.

"The temple and the lord of the kingdom are actually established and ordered by that thing, or rather, what they call gods."

"The first two national teachers of the United States, although they are both masters in internal cultivation, their lifespan is only a little longer than others, more than a hundred years."

"I am the third national teacher, the first national teacher, my master, the second national teacher, my junior brother."

Yin Hua blinked: "I see, I'll just say how the timeline doesn't match..."

Qianmian understood what she meant and explained, "The national teacher known to the world is a disciple of the divine envoy, and I made it up. ”