In the Wind Clan Royal City, Jiang Pingchuan waited anxiously, and Ye Ning'er and Ji Wuye and Ji Wuchen also looked very nervous. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yesterday, Jiang Pingchuan was full of impatience when he rushed to the Wind Clan, and it seemed that something very serious had happened.

Sure enough, the woman brought by Jiang Pingchuan was in extreme danger, and Jiang Pingchuan hadn't sat in the chair since last night.

Several princes of the Feng Clan were standing in the living room with Jiang Pingchuan, and Ye Ning'er clasped her hands together and felt very uncomfortable.

Seeing Jiang Pingchuan's nervous expression, Ye Ning'er also knew that the woman named Mu Lingxue must have a very important meaning to him.

While everyone was still waiting, the emperor walked out of the back hall with a few white-haired elders, and Jiang Pingchuan hurriedly walked up with a look on his face when he saw the emperor.

"What's going on" Jiang Pingchuan looked at the emperor in front of him with a complicated expression, and the emperor sighed and shook his head.

This was not because the elders of their Wind Clan were incompetent, but until they felt the breath in Mu Lingxue's body.

They found out that they really couldn't save this person, not because they didn't have the ability, but because they didn't have the courage to save this woman.

Jiang Pingchuan's brows fell instantly, and among the five clans, the Feng Clan mastered the art of resurrecting the dead.

The first thing he thought of was to bring Mu Lingxue here, but the answer given by the Wind Clan Jiang Pingchuan was too disappointed.

The emperor looked at Jiang Pingchuan's expression and patted him on the shoulder.

"Jiang Ye doesn't have to worry, we have sealed Miss Mu's life, and she will not lose the best opportunity to resurrect within three months" The emperor looked at Jiang Pingchuan and said softly.

Although they couldn't help Mu Lingxue, they could help Jiang Pingchuan keep Mu Lingxue's life.

In this way, Jiang Pingchuan has a chance to save Mu Lingxue, Jiang Pingchuan smiled coldly and nodded.

"But how can I save her," Jiang Pingchuan said weakly.

He once tried to resurrect his beloved, but I don't know if this heaven is against him, and his resurrected person will eventually leave his side in a more cruel way.

"There will always be a way, it's just that the opportunity hasn't come yet" As soon as the emperor's words fell, Jiang Pingchuan's face changed.

The emperor was stunned and looked at Jiang Pingchuan's eyes, Jiang Pingchuan and the emperor looked at each other for a while and then arched his hand towards the emperor.

"Thank you" Jiang Pingchuan turned around and walked out of the hall after speaking, and the emperor looked at Jiang Pingchuan's back and sighed.

When he looked at Jiang Pingchuan just now, the information hidden in his eyes was afraid that Jiang Pingchuan had already discovered it.

What he hopes now is that Jiang Pingchuan will not misunderstand that they are unwilling to help Mu Lingxue.

Instead, they came to the rescue of Mu Lingxue, and their entire Wind Clan would suffer an unprecedented disaster, in front of the fate of the entire clan.

The emperor finally chose his own people, and he didn't feel that he had anything to be sorry for Jiang Pingchuan.

If Jiang Pingchuan couldn't even understand this and then give them the Feng Clan's understanding.

The emperor really felt that he had overestimated Jiang Pingchuan in front of him in the past, and Jiang Pingchuan came to the herb plantation of the Wind Clan with his own steps.

A variety of herbs grow here all year round, and the whole mountain is filled with a strong medicinal fragrance, which is light and rich but not boring.

Jiang Pingchuan walked into the medicine courtyard with steps, as he passed by an unusually dense field of herbs that grew.

Jiang Pingchuan stopped his steps, Jiang Pingchuan closed his eyes and sniffed gently.

This breath instantly penetrated Jiang Pingchuan's body, and this feeling was like soaking his whole body in the cold pool water.

Jiang Pingchuan's anxious mood was calmed down a little.

"Forget your worries and thirst, calm your nerves" When Jiang Pingchuan was immersed in the bath of this medicinal fragrance, a person's voice came to his ears.

Jiang Pingchuan opened his eyes and saw an old man standing in the medicine garden on the side looking at him, Jiang Pingchuan smiled slightly and arched his hand.

"Are you the only one here?" Jiang Pingchuan walked towards the old man with his own steps.

The old man smiled and nodded and made a gesture of invitation to Jiang Pingchuan, who followed the old man to a grass pavilion and sat down.

The old man made a cup of tea for Jiang Pingchuan, Jiang Pingchuan took the tea in front of him and drank it all, and Jiang Pingchuan's face changed as soon as the tea was entered.

This sip of tea is very bitter, and the taste of the mouth is extremely poor, Rao is Jiang Pingchuan has transcendent endurance and can't resist this bitter taste.

The old man looked at Jiang Pingchuan's appearance and laughed, Jiang Pingchuan licked his tongue and frowned, but it was much soothed.

Because the tea left on his tongue actually became extremely sweet, Jiang Pingchuan picked up the teacup just now and looked at it curiously.

This feeling is very strange, if the tea left on the tip of the tongue is sweet, then how can the tea be bitter to that extent at the beginning.

"I still hope to show it" Jiang Pingchuan looked at the old man in front of him and asked, the old man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.

, There was a truth hidden between this cup of tea, and the old man reached out and patted the back of Jiang Pingchuan's hand and shook his head.

"If you want too much at a time, you won't get what you want, take less, refine more, maybe you will get better," the old man looked at Jiang Pingchuan's eyes and said softly.

Jiang Pingchuan nodded as if he didn't understand, in fact, Jiang Pingchuan didn't understand the old man's words, and the old man seemed to see that Jiang Pingchuan didn't understand what he meant.

The old man didn't say anything and stood up and left, Jiang Pingchuan suddenly became very tired after seeing the old man leave.

He had never had a good rest these days, and when he noticed a bed under the grass pavilion, Jiang Pingchuan's expression became even more tired.

He supported his tired body and lay on this bed, and Jiang Pingchuan fell asleep as soon as he lay on the bed.

At this time, the old man who had already left staggered to the side of the bed with a puff fan.

The old man sat beside Jiang Pingchuan and stretched out his hand to wave the pu fan in his hand, and Jiang Pingchuan seemed more stable when he fell asleep.

The old man looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a slight smile, and Jiang Pingchuan seemed to be in a fairyland at this time.

All he could feel was a breeze that was sometimes strong and sometimes soft, and what he could smell was a constant scent that made him forget everything.

"Kid, we're meeting again," Jiang Pingchuan turned his body to look at the man in the distance.

When he saw that person, Jiang Pingchuan's mind flashed with a lot of pictures, and he saw the old man in front of him since Emperor Xiao Wudi.

Jiang Pingchuan raised his hand slightly and touched the old man's face, and the old man reached out to hold Jiang Pingchuan's hand and smiled.

"We've met, I remember you" Jiang Pingchuan looked at the old man in front of him and said softly, the old man nodded and wrote the word "sky" on Jiang Pingchuan's hand.