Long Xiangying, the princess of Xingshan, sat on the top, when the royal family retreated to Xingshan, she was still a baby in swaddling clothes, and now, more than a hundred years later, she is already an old man with white hair and wrinkles.

There were a few old men sitting on the left and right, they were the elders of the Xingshan Sect, and at this time they were discussing the back road of the Xingshan Mountain, and several people who were thousands of years old were arguing there.

Long Xiangying was still sitting upright, she didn't interrupt their quarrel, just a little bored. She turned her head and looked out the window at the plum forest, it was not yet the snowy season, and the plum trees were full of branches and leaves, green, but not beautiful.

Alas!

She sighed and looked back at the rest of the room, still arguing.

Now that the Apocalypse is out, the destruction of Xingshan is a foregone conclusion, of course, they have divided their luggage and dispersed, what kind of quarrel are they arguing! Long Xiangying thought silently in her heart, but she didn't dare and couldn't say what she really thought in her heart.

Forget it, she thought.

Then she looked at the plum forest outside the window, and in a trance she seemed to be able to see the plum blossoms in full bloom, and the dark fragrance also came to her nose, and the corners of her mouth raised a smile, and even the wrinkles were stretched.

At this time, the hall suddenly stopped arguing, she turned her head, and found a young attendant standing below, he said: "The Qinglong Banner can't beat the sealed realm, and the natural danger of Xingshan is gone." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the hall, and the quarrel became more intense, only Long Xiangying, as if she had expected it a long time ago, beckoned to the young waiter: "Chun'er, come here." ”

The young man walked up the steps, sat next to Long Xiangying, and shouted, "Grandmother." ”

It turned out that this young young waiter was the grandson of Princess Xingshan, whose name was Long Yi'an, and his name was Yangchun.

"Apocalypse?"

"As shown in the hexagram, she is a young woman." Long Yi settled down, as if he still had something to say.

Long Xiangying motioned for him to continue.

"The strange beasts shown in the hexagram also seem to have appeared together." He recalled Yuan Ziyi's appearance, and the hexagram only said that it was a strange beast, but he didn't mention what it looked like.

"How could the beast be with the Apocalypse?" Rao is Long Xiangying couldn't help but get excited.

Everyone in the hall heard her suddenly raised voice, turned their heads, and looked at the grandparents and grandchildren in the upper seat.

One of the old men said, "Chun'er, has the alien beast really appeared? ”

Long Yi'an nodded with some hesitation and shook it again.

"What does that mean?"

"I don't know if it's really a strange beast, and it came to the Torture Mountain with the Apocalypse."

Another old man hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, let's catch it in the sect first!" ”

After the old man finished speaking, his palm quickly sealed to summon his shadow guards.

After a few breaths, the three shadow guards knelt down on one knee and said in unison, "Please show the Lord." ”

Long Yi'an saw that the old man summoned the shadow guard, and wanted to stop him: "Second grandfather,"

Long Xiangying grabbed him.

Long Yi'an turned around in confusion, she shook her head and said nothing.

The old man turned around, looked at Long Yi'an, and said, "Chun'er, you take them to catch that strange beast back." ”

Long Yi'an didn't answer immediately, but glanced back at Long Xiangying, and when he saw her nodding, he had to get up and disappear at the door with the three shadow guards.

"Alas!" Long Xiangying sighed again, and continued to look at the merlin outside the window, in this midsummer season, the merlin seemed to be infected by her sigh, and began to fall leaves.

"Sect Master! The danger has been broken, and the apocalypse has come out, where should we go? An old man asked.

Long Xiangying looked at the fallen leaves of Merlin in a daze, and whispered: "The number of Xingshan Qi has been exhausted, but unfortunately, the Book of Heaven can't understand it..."

"Sect Master?"

The old man saw the corners of her mouth squirming, but he didn't make a sound, and stretched out his hand to push. Long Xiangying fell to the ground on her back, and the princess of Xingshan who had been in charge of Xingshan for more than a hundred years.