The water prison was pitch black and cold, and together with the flow of the Heishui River, the color of the water gradually changed at night, and the water color was as deep as thick ink.

That's where the name Blackwater River comes from!

"Beichen, how are you? Talk. On the other side of the water prison, Zhu Beichen hadn't made a sound for a long time, and the water temperature in the dungeon became more and more cold after night, and even the body soaked in the water would grow into the bones with the cold.

Han Qingxin was worried that Zhu Beichen would not be able to hold on, and there was no sound response from the other end.

"Stop shouting, he's not dead, he's just asleep." Qijian is still awake, he and Han Qingxin are both practicing Taoist internal skills, and it will not be a problem to resist this kind of severe cold in a short time, but Zhu Beichen can't, under the stimulation of the cold that penetrates the bones, he has already fainted.

"Listen carefully, his breath is converging in the air, he is fine for the time being, as for what will happen tomorrow, only tomorrow will know."

"I'm not going to let him die, not even that little man." Han Qingxin's eyes in the dark were as bright as ghosts, her expression was excited and resolute, and the impact of her body caused the surrounding water to splash.

Han Qingxin was trying to break the iron rope that bound her body, she didn't choose to use her internal strength to break the iron rope stiffly, with her current skills, she couldn't do this.

Han Qingxin was recalling the key to shrinking bones in the Daomen, and she was not very proficient in this kung fu. There are gaps between each bone in the human body, and bone shrinkage aims to reduce the shape of the body and get rid of the shackles of objects by coordinating and compactly compressing the gaps between bones.

This kung fu is actually destroying the human body, but Han Qingxin has no choice, she must save Zhu Beichen.

Seven night vision is very strong, he noticed Han Qingxin's strange posture in the dark water prison, and the light lit up, "The key to shrinking bones, do you know how to shrink bones?" ”

"Who the hell are you, how can you have so many martial arts on your body?" He was very curious about this woman, she had attacked her before, although she was repelled by herself, but her fierce offensive and ruthlessness of her moves left a deep impression on her.

The seven main rooms focus on the study of Taoism, and the martial arts are always superficial, but they also ask themselves that there are few opponents. Han Qingxin felt extremely dangerous to herself.

"Is it useful for you to ask so much nonsense, you yourself have some skills, if you really don't want Beichen to die, come up with some skills, otherwise shut up for me." She didn't have much effort to communicate, Sanqian was too careful in her work, and the three of them were bound with more than a dozen chains all over their bodies, and the iron chains were extremely tight, and the gap between each chain was extremely narrow.

This is a challenge to Han Qingxin's ability to shrink bones.

After dawn tomorrow morning, if she still can't get out, she will never see Zhu Beichen again.

"I think he'll be fine." Shichima is still so composed. He fell asleep with his eyes half-squinted. There are some things that he has not bothered to explain too much.

He felt that Zhu Beichen was extraordinary, he would have his own destiny, maybe he would die, but not now.

……

The figure of Zongzheng Qingrong's late return finally loomed on the dark bluestone road.

The people waiting at the end of the stone path anxiously wandered left and right in front of the bamboo house, and sixteen black-clothed great witch guards stood on either side of the person, guarding them layer by layer.

They have jade plaques around their necks, which are worn around their necks with silver threads. The inscription on the jade plaque is too dark to be clearly recognized. They are the guards of the Great Witch.

"Mother-in-law Zongzheng, you're finally back." The adult had a smile on his lips and his eyes full of anticipation. Both hands excitedly grabbed Zong Zheng Qingrong's thin palms.

"Hey, how old are you, you still stick to your mother-in-law like this, you are already a big witch this year, but as the commander of the entire Miao Territory, you are still like a child." Her reproach was as affectionate as doting, and she patted her hand with a wrinkled palm full of pity.

"Don't worry, Hongliang's grandfather and grandson still have to listen to me, the old woman, and you, the big witch, and they will release him early tomorrow morning."

"Ah, it's going to be tomorrow morning, the water in the Blackwater River is very cold!" She frowned slightly, a little worried about Zhu Beichen's body, soaking in cold water overnight, would he not be able to bear it. The water of the Blackwater River was cold in the ice, and even worse at night.

She didn't understand Zongzheng Qingrong's approach.

Her identity is special, and she is the only great witch in the entire Miao Land. What's more, it is already the middle of the night, and visiting the high priest's house at night, just to save a Han man, is an extremely shocking thing in itself.

and then ordered someone to release Zhu Beichen out of the water prison overnight, so what would the clansmen think of this big witch, and they would think that she took this Han man too seriously.

This is Zong Zheng Qingrong's consideration, living at such an age, she obviously understands the world better.

"If he can't even stay up all night, then he doesn't deserve your kind of care, doesn't he, my little girl." Zong Zheng Qingrong is just a kind old grandmother at the moment, looking at her who looks down on her granddaughter.

"Don't talk about Lord Tong Jia's decision to break the destiny of heaven back then, and say 'the top of Beichen, the choice of the best work', but Lord Tong Jia didn't also say it, everything will be revealed after this year's festival, and he may not be your choice of destiny."

Zong Zheng Qingrong was afraid that this girl who was already a big witch in the clan would be sad, after all, she was only a nineteen-year-old child.

Since Zhu Beichen appeared on the bank of the Heishui River, Zongzheng Qingrong has already divined the destiny of heaven to determine the fortune, but Zhu Beichen's fate is dark, because his fate is dim and the future is unpredictable.

Zong Zheng Qingrong knew that she was far from Tong Jiamu Qiu's Taoism back then, and she actually had doubts, so she was not optimistic about Zhu Beichen, a person who couldn't even control his fate.

Regarded as a great witch by the clansmen, she groaned slightly, and her eyebrows were playful. After a while, his eyes were full of tears.

She thought of her grandmother, the old man Tong Jia Muqiu, who was famous in Miao Jiang.

When Tong Jia Muqiu was dying, he said to himself, who was only nine years old at the time, that he was special, he was a pure descendant of Jiuli who had not been born in Miao Land since ancient times, and his talent was so high that he would inherit the position of the ancestor of Jiuli in less than ten years.

There is no man in the world who can be matched, but there is only one person, and when you are nineteen, you will meet him.

He came from afar, and then you will know who he is. You need to do what you can to help him, because he has a deep relationship with me.

Now, she has finally become the first great witch in Miaodi, inheriting the mantle of Jiuli ancestors. And he, too, finally appeared. She thought of her grandmother, who had passed away, and she could no longer see her.

She has a kind heart, and when everything comes true towards her grandmother's prophecy, her grandmother is no longer there. That longing and nostalgia occupied her fragile emotional world.

She is also lonely, because of her noble status, she needs to keep her people at all times, like a vase hanging high.

She wiped away her tears and exchanged them with a sincere smile, I believe in him, only he can match me!

Her words are firm and unwavering!