It's Xiliang Sword Pavilion again.

In the dark, Zhu Luan felt that something was pointing at the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

The previous blood toad was also, although it originally belonged to the Xiliang royal family, and I don't know who helped Mu Qinghe wake it up, but there is no doubt that it has nothing to do with the Xiliang Sword Pavilion. This time, the resurrection technique, which was the source of Song Huaizhu's series of behaviors, actually came from the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

This is due to the fact that no one does not associate with it.

Zhu Luan thought quietly.

Both of these are related to Princess Yingluan, that is, her life and death, and they have one thing in common. Zhu Luan's gaze gradually deepened.

That is, both belong to the evil way.

Among them, the blood toad steals the bloodline, and the resurrection technique requires the bloodline sacrifice, is it a coincidence? Zhu Luan took a deep breath, his thoughts tumbling and tumbling.

She felt that some huge existence or conspiracy was gradually revealing to the surface, and a large part of it was hidden under the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

The current Xiliang Sword Pavilion is controlled by Mu Qinghe, perhaps not only because the Xiliang Sword Saint is not at home.

Zhu Luan felt that the Xiliang Sword Pavilion might be hiding some evil art.

And she has a feeling.

Zhu Luan took a deep breath and clenched the hilt of the hidden sword at his waist. It's just her personal assertiveness. But it was Princess Yingluan's instinctive feeling.

That is the hidden conspiracy behind this, and it has something to do with the sudden disappearance of her mentor.

Yes, disappear.

Zhu Luan raised her head and looked at the vast sky of the Divine Capital City outside the pavilion, it had been a whole year since she wore it back to the Great Zhou, and she had almost seen the old people in the Great Zhou, her eyes were slightly dark, except for those who had passed away and could never be seen again.

She had seen even the most difficult ancient stone, but there was still one person she had not seen, and that was her real master.

There is nothing to hide now, in the decisive battle of the test, the Xiliang Sword Saint has already guessed her teacher's inheritance, and the battle report of the test has already been sold out and swept the entire continent.

So Zhu Luan didn't understand.

Why didn't Master come to see her.

The so-called fame in one fell swoop is known to the world, and the battle report of the Great Zhou will be transmitted to this country and even every corner of this continent, even if few people except the Xiliang Sword Saint can recognize her swordsmanship, but Zhu Luan knows it very well.

That person's words, even if they were just a few words on the side of the path, could understand that it was hers, that it was his swordsmanship.

With that person's personality, it was impossible not to pursue it, and his words could even easily guess her identity.

Although that person looks like that, he is the person who loves her the most except for Niangniang.

At the end of the exam, Zhu Luan had secretly looked forward to it, but in the end nothing happened. Even if it's to scold her for breaking his agreement with him, why not come and see her?

There was only one explanation that Zhu Luan could think of. That is, the master really left Da Zhou.

And it is likely to be caught in some kind of whirlpool and not be able to get out.

Her master had been hiding in Da Zhou since he was a young man, and was determined not to leave for the rest of his life.

Zhu Luan's eyes were gloomy, only once when he was drunk, he had told her that there was only one situation in the world where he would leave Da Zhou, and that was when something big happened in Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

When something big, big, something happens.

The man was lying on the stone table in the bamboo forest with a wine burp, and said to the little girl who was looking at him helplessly with his cheeks on the opposite side.

"Hiccup, that old thing dies when it's dead, but if there's a bunch of obstacles left, I'll have to clean it up, it's damn ......"

By the way, that old thing refers to the Xiliang Sword Saint.

Thinking of that person's drunken words that were never serious, Zhu Luan inevitably sighed in his heart and surged with countless bitter and complicated emotions.

Where is the man who was young and frivolous but finally fell all his life?

He's alive...... Well, he shouldn't be able to die.

Zhu Luan touched the sword at her waist, she knew that person's ability.

In this world, it is even more difficult to kill him than Princess Yingluan and the Queen of Heaven back then.

Zhu Luan's ears sounded the man's self-deprecation back then, "I'm an old bachelor, I can't run away if I can't beat it, I'm not like the lady in your family, I can't run if I want to drag that big mess of people." ”

She retorted to him with great indignation, until he finally said in embarrassment that he still had her little oil bottle.

And his only little oil bottle died before he could run.

Therefore, the master at this time is really evenly unconcerned, and he is almost invincible for a real strong person when he reaches this realm, so Zhu Luan firmly believes that the person is still alive.

Somewhere on this continent, doing great things that he can do.

At the same time, Zhu Luan felt that her trip to Xiliang Sword Pavilion was unavoidable.

Blood Toad, Mu Qinghe, resurrection magic, and her master.

After this escort is over, she has to go to the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

……

……

"What's wrong with you?" Song Huaizhu keenly sensed that Zhu Luan's mood was wrong, and said solemnly, "What's wrong with Xiliang Sword Pavilion?" ”

Zhu Luan pulled away his thoughts and looked at him and sighed.

"Do you think there will be such a book in the Xiliang Sword Pavilion?"

Seeing her look at him like a fool, Song Huaizhu had to smile bitterly.

"Of course I know that the secret art is not normal."

"That thing is naturally not from the Xiliang Sword Pavilion," Song Huaizhu's eyes were deep.

"Then you still believe it." Zhu Luan looked at him speechlessly.

If you don't explain, you will really be taken as a fool by this person, Song Huaizhu took a deep breath and frowned slightly.

It's not hard to explain this, but how to explain it without her guessing the clue......

"The secret book is handwritten." Song Huaizhu thought twice and then spoke.

"So what?" Zhu Luan also frowned, this kind of evil art is mostly handwritten in order to show mystery. She didn't have to look at it to figure out what it looked like, it was nothing more than the crooked handwriting on the yellow, crumpled scroll of paper......

"Focus on the handwriting on that." Song Huaizhu stared into Zhu Luan's eyes and said the prepared words.

"You also know now that Xue Zhai is the Xiliang royal family, and the Great Zhou royal family and the Xiliang royal family had a close relationship more than ten years ago, so Xue Zhai can recognize the handwriting of some people from the Great Zhou royal family......"

It was true that the person who found the secret art was Xue Zhai, but the person who recognized the handwriting was actually himself.

"The ...... of the Great Zhou Imperial Family" Zhu Luan suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Song Huaizhu stared at her, "That handwriting is very similar to the person I want to resurrect." ”

Zhu Luan's pupils shrank, restraining his impulse and not categorically denying it.

"But since I want to resurrect that Highness, I must have studied her handwriting deeply. So ......," Song Huaizhu said word by word.

"It's not her."

If it was really Princess Yingluan's handwriting, he would be suspicious. It is better to say that the handwriting of the resurrection technique is something that any other Great Zhou royal family will not believe.

But things in the world are so unpredictable.

But the handwriting is from that person, so he can't believe it.

Zhu Luan looked at the man with a complicated expression in front of him in a daze, and watched him say the final answer.

"The more mature and beautiful handwriting is ......"

Song Huaizhu spoke slowly.

"Your Majesty."

The owner of the handwriting of the resurrection is.

The queen of heaven is Wen Lingyue.