An old man appeared in the attic of the Hundred Grass God Valley, and this person was Elder Fang of the White Lotus Sect.

In front of Elder Fang, he was still more deferential. As a junior, although he is the leader of the White Lotus Sect, he treats the seniors in the sect like dust and can be courteous.

Elder Fang came to visit the woman on the bed, Liu Piaoyi. Of course, it was mainly to check her pulse.

Retracting his hand to probe the pulse, Elder Fang looked at Xing Ruchen on the side and said, "Her body is just like you said, there is a force that she can't control, which is brought by that imprint. ”

Xingruchen's eyes showed a hint of madness, and he smiled, "In this way, this butterfly really absorbed the spirit of the female Venerable Tang Clan back then." ”

Elder Fang's faint eyes showed incredulity, and he smiled faintly, "I didn't expect Senior Brother's secret to be so well protected. ”

Looking back on the past, Elder Fang was far-reaching and continued, "Many years ago, under the master's disciple, only me and my senior brother were really valued by the master, and before the master died, he gave a butterfly to the senior brother and asked him to serve him well. ”

Elder Fang sighed lightly, "It's just a butterfly, I thought it was just a master's pet, but I didn't want it to be a ghost butterfly, with mysterious power, which can absorb people's spirits and survive for thousands of years." ”

"The master once said that the female zun Sai'er is the last person he wants to forget in his life, I thought that the female zun in the master's mouth died like this, but I didn't expect that the master used the soul sucking ghost butterfly to leave a trace of the female honor's soul."

Elder Fang smiled in a trance again, "Master is a person who values love and righteousness, presumably the death of that female Venerable Sai'er has hurt his heart for a long time." ”

Elder Fang thought of many years ago when the master was still alive, he often stared blankly at the butterflies, accompanied by the butterflies, and even put the butterflies in the glass bottle and put them next to his pillow when he slept at night.

Ever since the master entrusted the ghost butterfly to his senior brother, Elder Fang remembered that the senior brother had never left the ghost butterfly by his side. It was also discovered that the senior brother occasionally fed butterflies with his own blood.

When Elder Congfang found out about this strange appearance, he wanted to steal the ghost butterfly and find out, but he didn't want the senior brother to find out the clue, so he left with the butterfly.

Later, Elder Fang knew that Senior Brother lived in Panxu Mountain, and he no longer paid attention to the world, and lived by the butterflies every day.

Every year on Master's Day, Elder Fang will meet Senior Brother, and there will only be one chance to meet. And on that day, the senior brother would have a few drinks with himself as before. It was all in front of the master's tombstone.

Thinking about it this way, over the years, the senior brother is still lonely and lonely, guarding his butterflies and guarding the master's instructions before he dies.

It's just the master's baby, the senior brother's attention, but now this butterfly is on such a woman.

Of course, Elder Fang already knew the identity of this woman, and he had already given it to him under Xing Ruchen's suspicion.

If it weren't for her identity, Senior Brother would not have sacrificed the butterfly.

Looking at the woman who was still unconscious on the bed, Elder Fang sighed lightly, "Senior brother still hasn't forgotten his identity, he cares about his old feelings, and he can take Lin Motian's daughter so seriously. ”

Think back to the time.

"I think that back then, Sect Master Lin sincerely asked Senior Brother for help, and Senior Brother could politely refuse."

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Elder Fang sighed lightly, "Presumably Lin Motian died, Senior Brother was somewhat self-blaming, after all, Lin Motian was really attentive to Senior Brother in the past. ”

Approaching the terrace and staring at the warm sunlight outside, Elder Fang smiled, "Senior Brother was able to take the Holy Maiden away before her death and collect her soul, maybe it was for the sake of explaining to Lin Motian." ”

With that, Elder Fang looked back at the woman on the bed again.

"She is alive again, thanks to the kindness of her senior brother, if it weren't for his butterfly, how could she live."

Xingruchen involuntarily muttered to himself, "When she wakes up, it's time for her to know everything." ”

Elder Fang smiled, "Back then, she was still young, so she might not remember anything, but her father should remember something." ”

Thinking of something, Elder Fang looked at Xing Ruchen, "Do you really want to take her there?" But back then, the sect leader sent her away just so that she could have a free life. ”

Xing Ruchen's eyes were deep, "At this time and that time, Sect Master Lin would never have imagined that his daughter would suffer this catastrophe. Since Frost can come back to life again, she should let her know who she is. ”

Elder Fang didn't say anything more, perhaps he had already agreed with Xingruchen's idea.

On the ancient road, a horse-drawn carriage travels.

Suddenly, in mid-air, a flash of lightning flashed.

Rong Xian, who was driving the horse, looked up at the sky, and pulled Ma Jiang to the people in the car, "Miss Runhe, it looks like it's going to rain, do you want to find a place to shelter from the rain and then go back to Beijing?" ”

The car door opened, Runhe poked his head out, looked at the sky, and after thinking about it for a while, he turned around and looked at Runzeyu, who was still pale leaning against the wall of the car.

"Brother, what do you see?" Runhe asked for his brother's opinion.

Runzeyu replied weakly, "Let's go back to Beijing early." ”

Yu is not afraid, what Runzeyu is afraid of is that he died on the road and has no chance to see her again.

Runhe's eyes sank, and he completely guessed his brother's thoughts, "Brother, your body is important, you can't hurry quickly." ”

The bloodless lips moved, and Runzeyu smiled gloomily, "It's okay, your brother can't die." ”

Runhe really didn't know what to say about him.

At this time, suddenly a flute sound came, not a beautiful song, but a little harsh.

Rong Xian couldn't help but reach out to cover his ears to prevent his eardrum from rupturing.

In the car, Runhe was stunned, but he was slow for a second.

Runzeyu on the side subconsciously frowned, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Then, before Rong Xian and Runhe could return their shots, suddenly the carriage bracket cracked, and the carriage outline exploded and turned over.

Rong Xian and Runhe only felt a strong attack, and their bodies couldn't move.

A white figure flickered, and Runzeyu was taken away by the figure, and disappeared in front of Rong Xian and Runhe's eyes.

Runhe screamed, but only the broken carriage remained on the ancient road, and she and Rong Xian couldn't move, which made people hit the acupuncture point.

Wind remnants

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At the dark back gate of the palace, two or three servants carried a dying sick man inside.

Feng Qingluo walked in front, holding a flute in her hand, and a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth.

In the morning light, Feng Qingluo's face was as cold as frost, only the clothes fluttered and pulled out a long figure, she did not speak, but it faintly made people feel that there was a tendency to be overwhelming.

The few servants of the Wind Remnant Palace carried Runzeyu and followed behind Feng Qingluo, leading people into a secret room.

At the beginning of the morning light, an image of a person fell from the sky, and the sleeves of his clothes fluttered, as if there was a soothing fragrance blowing in the wind.

Seeing this, the people guarding the Wind Remnant Palace in front of the pavilion immediately knelt down and bowed their heads.

The figure directly passed the guards of the Wind Remnant Palace, entered the door and went straight to the secret room.

Feng Qingluo lowered her eyes and nodded, respectfully.

The person who came was Xingruchen, approached the wooden couch and looked at Runzeyu in a coma, and then turned back to stare at Feng Qingluo, "Can he still hold on?" ”

Feng Qingluo groaned, "If the blood is forcibly taken, he is afraid that he will not be able to hold on." ”

Xing Ruchen's face sank, and he just sat down on the bed, pushed his palms up, and forced an internal force into Runzeyu's body.

Runzeyu, who was originally drowsy with her eyes closed, opened her eyes under the transmission of the internal force that was like dust.

But seeing that he didn't know where he was, and the person in front of him was wearing a silver-white mask, a pair of fox eyes were slanting and long, and his eyes were extremely deep.

Runze Yu was stunned, and his face changed suddenly, and he asked coldly, "Who are you?!" ”

Xing Ruchen stood on the edge of the bed with his hands behind his back, the corners of his mouth were picked, and he said indifferently and coldly, "Master Runzhuang, you don't have to care who is below, I just want to ask you, if the fourth young grandmother of the Prime Minister's Mansion Liu Piaoyi is in danger of her life, will you save it or not?" ”

In Runzeyu's eyes, a layer of mist involuntarily filled.

But what's going on?

Under the anxiety, his face was still bloodless, and his beautiful eyes were full of anxiety, "Tell me, what's wrong with her?" ”

The face of the man under the mask was serious, and his voice was solemn, "Runze Villa is a well-known sect in the rivers and lakes, presumably the news of Runze Villa came very quickly, have you ever heard of the phenomenon that Liu Piaoyi presented on the night of the blood moon in Luoding Prefecture?" ”

Runze Yu has long known that after knowing Liu Piaoyi, after learning that she is the owner of Yuzhu, she has already asked people to explore her past.

"Something happened to her?" In Runzeyu's confused eyes, it can be seen that Xingruchen's words have hit what he has learned.

"Yes, still at the palace."

Runzeyu immediately frowned.

"And how is she now?" Runzeyu immediately asked.

That kind of phenomenon appeared in the imperial palace, which would inevitably make the emperor think that it was a demon. In such a bad situation, the imperial court will not treat it as nothing, and it will definitely be unforgivable under the theme of endangering the family and country.

"When life is at stake, will the owner of Runzhuang help or not?" Walking like dust, gloomy and cold, looking directly at the pale face.

Runzeyu's distress is beyond measure.

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