The shrine maiden of the town hall of the Medicine God Island, Light Poria, stood in front of the tilted table, her eyes almost bursting with flames. It could be seen that she was trying her best to suppress the resentment in her chest, otherwise it would never be as simple as stepping on the two stone slabs under her feet.

"How dare you mention them in front of me......" The phrase almost burst out between Poria's teeth.

"Why can't I bring them up?!" In a relaxed and unchanging posture, she leaned back in the wooden armchair and faced the wrath of the shrine maidens of the town hall of the alder. "I'm going to mention them in front of you today! I've wanted to make things clear! Since we no longer pretend to be a loving and happy teacher, I think now is a good opportunity. ”

Light Poria supported her forward body with her hands on the desk of the dyeing and condescending, and looked at the dyeing condescendingly. She is not tall and strong, and she has lost a lot of weight in the past two years, but the momentum exuded by her upside-down willow eyebrows and murderous eyes is by no means something that ordinary people can bear.

Repair Dye: Blade is not among ordinary people.

Hades Long Ran's whale tooth ripple greatsword leaned against the wall of the doorway, and Poria placed the terrifying blade there as soon as she entered. seems to be casual, but in fact, it shows that she has no intention of doing it at all. Xiu Dye understands her. In 598, among the so-called "strongest four" who became a sensation in Jinwuyuan, there were three of them that he was very sure of. Poria doesn't care about the consequences like the Wind Blade Sun Wheel Sand Python, so she won't attack him out of anger. At least not today. She's also not as quiet as her husband, Hades Long Ran, so it's no surprise that she'll be angry.

"I don't understand why you, the three of you, you and Long Ran, especially our Lord of the Hot Spring Palace, have been blaming me since the death of the Rilun Sand Python." When Xiu Ran spoke, he no longer had a good-natured smile on his face. "Just because we happened to have an argument before he died? With the style of the Rilun Sand Python, it is really difficult to know him but never argue with him! The Lord of the Hot Springs herself had a bigger dispute with her, and no one knows this better than you! ”

"And I, as the head of his academy, as his mentor, as an uncle who watched him grow up, have no reason to bear this kind of blame!"

Xiu Ran paused for a moment, and his tone softened.

"When you sow a little seed with your own hands and expect it to sprout, you just wake up and he becomes a giant tree! It is a great blessing to experience this sense of surprise and accomplishment. Someone from the background of our hot spring hall would not have had the opportunity to understand this feeling, otherwise how could she speculate that I would destroy him with my own hands?! ”

"Don't say it's a tree, you can set fire to the whole forest for the sake of power!" Poria replied coldly. Her gaze fell on the chain between her neck.

At first glance, it appears to be a golden ribbon about a finger wide and up to the collarbone, but it is actually a chain made of extremely small flat gold rings that hang vertically and horizontally. The end of the chain is fastened with a deep purple tourmaline bead, and under the bead is a pendant in the shape of a golden crow wing. A hundred years ago, the dexterous hands of jewelers used small chisels to chisel out scale-shaped grooves on the body of the golden crow, inlaid them with gold wire, and then polished them smoothly to make the wings of the sacred bird. The eyes are purple diamonds, and the mouth shell is pure gold. The ring-shaped vine in the mouth, which symbolizes the Eternal Forest, is made of gold filament inlaid with fine turquoise.

It was passed down to Shudye through the hands of his grandfather Shizome Fengdi and his father Kuroba Fengdi, and it is a symbol of the power of the head of the Golden Crowin Temple and the head of the head of the Wanji Temple. According to the laws of the Goto and the gods, those who are eligible to wear this necklace have the power second only to the shrine maiden of the main god island hot spring shrine.

Xiu Ran, who understood where Poria's gaze fell, placed his finger on Jin Wu's slightly bulging eyes and stroked it gently.

"Power? If you're referring to the power of this golden black bird that can rival the Purple Diamond Power Ring of the Hot Spring Palace, then you're wrong. My argument with the Nihon Python was not due to his desire to retain power for his lover. He was challenging the traditions and ancestral system of the Fengdi clan at that time, how could I ignore it? If someone were to set fire to the White Light Castle on Medicine God Island, would you do it? The Rilun Sand Python was born noble and talented, and it should not have suffered such a tragedy. But there are many psionic people, but few are counterattacked. If there is no boundacity in young arrogance, there will be divine wrath and heavenly punishment. ”

"God's wrath of the heavens?" Poria did not hide the disdain in her heart, "Why do the gods love you so much, and always inflict the wrath of the gods on your enemies. Xiaosha and Long Ran ......"

"Long Ran is never the same!" Xiuran sat up straight in the wooden armchair, "I was shocked by the death of the Nichiren Python, but he was to blame, and I won't pretend to grieve for him." But Long Ran is different! Political reasons and the irrational friendship between the four of you have compelled him to regard me as his enemy, and for this reason I am not only disgusted with politics itself, but even with the Lord of the Hot Springs! A pair of long gray eyebrows drooped, Xiu Ran smiled sadly, and said a sentence full of true feelings in a voice that was difficult to help himself, "Deep down, how much I hope Long Ran ...... Can be my beloved son. ”

"Although Long Ran lost his father at a young age, he would never want to have a father like you who would kill his son at any time!" Poria looked at Xiu Ran's eyes, and threw the sharp blade of words almost word by word.

Xiu Ran Fengdi's smile did not fade in the slightest, and his friendly and sad gaze did not waver in any way, but at that moment, Light Poria felt a special aura emanating through the decaying body of the old man in front of him.

What is that? Wrath? Astound? Killing intent? Jeer? Is it the unguessable change of the old courtyard head that Jin Ye once mentioned? Though she had tried her best to grasp the fleeting feeling, it slipped away with a thud.

In that eternal second, there may be only a stone's throw between the light and the truth. But the only people who can cross that seemingly insignificant distance are the gods and time.