Li Mengshi had already turned around at this time, faced Wan Jianxin, and said softly: "This major, have you come here to discuss something with the slave family?" Her words pulled Wan Jianxin back from fantasy to reality.

"That's right. Wan Jianxin said very casually: "It's just to inquire about some old news from the past, you can just take it as a casual talk." ”

"Old news?" Li Mengshi raised her slender and soft eyebrows, and her guard looked more than half relaxed: "After all, the slave family is from the Jiaofang Division, and people from the three sects and nine streams can see it, if it is just ordinary old news in the rivers and lakes, you can also know something." ”

"So do you know that Master Xu? It seems to be called Xu Mengli, right?"

"I don't understand. Li Mengshi said truthfully: "She never said anything about her past in front of her disciples. ”

"Oh?!" Wan Jianxin's dark blue eyes flashed with interest: "Avoid talking about the past, what about her temperament, isn't it particularly sneaky?"

"How can you say that about others!" Li Mengshi was a little angry: "Elder Xu does things above board—"

She stopped again when she said this, because she suddenly remembered that Elder Xu Mengli was indeed a bit sneaky on weekdays, and she had to talk to everyone in a small and dark side room, not as dignified as Elder Han Chan'er, but this was not because of her personality, but all because she had the independent revival plan of the entire Interpretation Sect in her heart, and the future of the entire Interpretation Sect.

"In short, she is not a sneaky person!" Li Mengshi paused for a few seconds, and said in a firmer and even a little nonsense tone, looking a little bit of a little girl's willful and coquettish taste. Wan Jianxin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, and said to Li Mengshi while shaking his head:

"I'm afraid you won't believe it first!In short, Elder Xu has never said anything about her before?"

"Never, really not. Li Mengshi blushed a little when Wan Jianxin laughed, and turned away from him: "It's Elder Han Chan'er who often talks about how she used to be." ”

"Then you didn't find anything about Elder Xu...... Well...... Especially like the characteristics of people who came out of a large family, or are there any people of the older generation within the Interpretation Sect who have such characteristics?"

"This?" Li Mengshi was stunned for a while before she reacted, and after thinking about the future of the dragon, she turned around and looked at Wan Jianxin calmly: "Are you here to seek revenge?"

"Not bad. ”

"Which one?" Li Mengshi was really fearless at this time.

"Jiang'an Wanjia. ”

"Wan?!" Li Mengshi jumped up suddenly: "How could Elder Xu have such a strange habit! Never worship the Buddha! Even prevent others from worshiping the Buddha! At first, the slave thought that she was guarding against the Holy Water Sect's aunt! But there was no need to make it so obvious! Besides, the senior aunt in the Holy Water Sect had a Buddha worship, and there were witches who worshipped evil gods! Later, she said that she was guarding against Mingquan, and the slave family could only think so, but she didn't expect it...... She actually hates to see the word 'swastika'. ”

"When I see 'swastika', I think of '10,000'. Is that almost certain it's her?" Wan Jianxin laughed with satisfaction.

"Can't be so sure, right?" Li Mengshi said a little sadly.

"I was too young to remember anything, or I would have recognized her—"

"It's useless to recognize it, she's dead. Li Mengshi's sorrow turned into grief: "She is actually a very good person, very good to her disciples, and personally sews new clothes for everyone. No matter the rough work in the sect, what other elders refuse to do, she silently did it herself or forced her disciples to do it, but that Elder Han Chan'er is a hands-off shopkeeper, except for fighting with Elder Yang, she doesn't do anything serious all day long, in short, in our eyes, Elder Xu is also a very good and considerate person for our disciples, in her life, there is something that the slave family doesn't know and can't know, but in the past few years that the slave family has seen, they are all working hard for the future of the Interpretation Sect, whether it's upright or sneaky, in short, she has done everything, the sky is watching, and we, the cheap women who were born to play for men, are also watching......”

She babbled a lot, and Wan Jianxin on the side listened patiently, not at all as arrogant and arrogant as he usually showed. Wan Jianxin felt that in his heart, the pleasure of revenge was like a flame in a rainstorm, quickly extinguished and cooled, and quickly turned into a wet and cold sentimentality. He suddenly felt that it would be good that none of this had ever happened, but even a god like Silver Dust couldn't really turn back time and change the past. At this moment, he really came out of the shadow of the family's ruin, and walked out with scars and weights.

“...... Such a person, such a person who is very kind to us helpless and dusty women, was called by that bastard of Strange Spring to attack the Great Fire Dragon, and since then, no one has seen her again—I heard the young master say that she has not returned to the cabin since then, maybe she fell into the sea and died...... So, Wan Shaoxia, don't ask, if you continue to ask, someone can answer——"

Her voice, euphemistic and delicate, vanished in the sudden explosion of thunder. She and Wan Jianxin turned their heads together, looking at the direction where the thunder came from, and together they showed an incredible look - the thunder came from outside the submarine, and after penetrating the steel, watertight cabin, transparent portholes, and silenced versions several feet thick, it was still like the roar of thunder, enough to see how loud the thunder itself was.

"Is there still thunder in this underground space?" Li Mengshi couldn't wait to change the topic, trying to break free from the endless mourning.

"It's not thunder...... Wan Jianxin's black-blue pupils trembled violently, and he stretched out a hand and pointed to the porthole: "Pay attention there—a black line." ”

Li Mengshi heard the prestige, and saw that the explosion became violent in the depths of the rain at some point, rolling through a thick black line from slow to fast, and it looked like a black water snake writhing slightly. "Sea monsters?" she instinctively thought of the huge sea monsters driven by the octopus alien race, but suddenly she saw the thick line soar to the point where she could see clearly, and her heart was shattered.

It wasn't a sea monster at all, it was a one-time wall, a wall of water.

It was also a mountain range, a mountain of water.

The waves merged into a wall of water, and the wall of water grew into mountains, black liquid peaks, roaring and filling the field of vision. The back of the mountain is not a steep vertical cliff like the front, but a whole flowing plateau.

It was an immeasurable amount of icy water pouring from the hot springs. The appearance of that huge wave marked that the mountain range separated the hot spring sea from the magma sea, that is, the high mountain where the octopus clan was sealed, had been flooded by the water level of the hot spring sea, and had become a huge breach.

At the same time that the infinitely huge wall of water was pushed towards the eyes, the porthole where the two of them were also submerged in the cold and dark sea water from bottom to top, and the figures of dark mermaids frolicked in the turbulence, and the tips of their slender fingers emitted blue-white spiritual light, adjusting the turbulence and protecting the big ship that rescued them from the oppression of the octopus clan. The submarine descends at high speed in relatively smooth currents, and the deeper it goes, the less tremor and shaking the hull becomes.

"The slave family finally understood, why didn't the young master give those people a raft, looking at this situation, let alone the raft, even the iron raft can't survive. Li Mengshi said with emotion: "The people of the Chongming Wangfu family owe the young master a favor no matter Rehe." ”

"That's not a few favors, that's a few lives. Wan Jianxin also said with a little emotion: "I really don't know, if that Zhao Yuheng dies, what will the Chongming Palace's fuss become! It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the most spoiled son in this world is the Fujin and eldest mother of the Chongming King, right?"

"Yes, but Zhao Yuheng often patronizes our teaching department, and he has also written words for the slave family!

"Hmph. Wan Jianxin snorted coldly, turned around and left: "Wan Mou is a rough man who can only use a sword, so those glamorous sounds will be avoided! Also, Wan Mou estimates that Yinchen probably won't like this kind of tune, Wan Mou heard that when he was with the True King——"

"The slave family heard that the senior sister who had the best qin method among the young disciples in the sect went to go, but she came back disgraced, and she fell ill all of a sudden, even this time...... I didn't catch up this time. ”

"Then she escaped. Wan Jianxin smiled indifferently.

"Not really. Li Mengshi looked sympathetic: "This miss, there is nothing within the sect, but the court wants to punish it, we don't know how to punish it, if it was before, relying on the protection of the power of the sect, you can still dodge one or two, but now, now it is ......"

"Now is a good time to abscond, but I don't care if you or anyone can send back any news-but don't count on it anymore, right? Since the people of Blazing White Peony dare to do it directly in the secret realm, they have obviously already got the exact news, and the sect is stationed there, ......"

"Over there, it's obviously already under attack!" Li Mengshi watched Wan Jianxin disappear at the end of the corridor that had darkened, and finally sighed, turned around, and walked quickly in the direction of the main control room, and was stopped by Wan Jianxin and talked a few words, her mood calmed down a lot, Wan Jianxin's short companionship let her know that the past was irretrievable, and the only thing she could do at this time was to run quickly towards her new life.

"May the Buddha bless you, so that the slave family can learn a good one, and it will not be like the Interpretation of the Sect of Disgust and betrayal! In addition to serving people, the slave family also needs a little personal interest and sustenance. The slave family doesn't expect a lot, one miracle is enough. She thought as she walked briskly.

【Rooftop, through giant room】

"The treatment of the captives is to be locked in a separate large room, isolated from the others, and no one to take care of them except for some food, this is probably the cruelest and most vicious method that the Silver Dust Master can think of, right? Du Wuxin sat in the corner of the large room with his hands and knees, occupying one of the three round windows, resting his head on the cold and hard glass (let's call it glass), staring at the blue streamer that appeared from time to time in the darkness outside, and the graceful body of the mermaids illuminated by the streamer. The thick hull of the submarine cut off the sound, and you couldn't hear the beautiful mermaids singing outside, but judging from the fleeting smiles and chasing figures of those beautiful mermaids, it must have been a lot of small, pearl-like dazzling happiness.

"Yes, happiness. Let a whole group of people be happy, get the right to live independently, such a merit, I am afraid that those monks in Hanshan Temple may not be able to compare, that master should really go to take refuge in Buddhism. Du Wuxin fluttered her eyelashes, deeply recalling the scene she had just seen with the other five people, and at that moment, she finally knew what kind of justice that Silver Dust Master held in his heart.

"Those who are not good to the slave family are not necessarily enemies, but may be life-saving benefactors, and those who are good to the slave family are not necessarily relatives, and may be the most vicious plotters. Hehe, Master, you once said these words, just to let a few of our holy sons and saints compete with the strongest, so that we can take over your position as the head of the sect, but now, when the slave family understands, they have seen through your own face - in this world, people really have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away. ”

Du Wuxin thought of this, and suddenly felt that he had maintained a posture for a long time, and he was very tired, so he let go of his hand, straightened out two slender white and tender beautiful legs, and gave birth to a lazy waist.

"That's ...... It can't be a dream!" Zhao Yuheng suddenly jumped up and shouted at Du Wuxin, the expression on his face was the same as that of a frightened five-year-old child, he might be cute in the eyes of others, but in Du Wuxin's eyes, it immediately made her feel a feeling of disgust like an adult pretending to be a child. "That was true. Du Wuxin said coldly, in front of these people, she had changed back to the appearance of the arrogant and indifferent Poison Dragon Sect Holy Maiden.

"That scene just now is real. She repeated, feeling like she had stabbed this fragile and useless Huaxin Second Ancestor one more time, which made her feel very happy: "If I really borrowed a raft from the master at that time, we would be sunken corpses in the bottom of the sea now, maybe in a few hundred years, there will be a water ghost among the beauties behind you!"

"How can you talk like that!" Wang Yurou became furious when she heard Du Wuxin's words: "We are also people from the Chongwang Mansion——"

"The people who came out of the Chongwang Mansion are just prisoners who live in secret, in the face of natural disasters, only the savior comes forward, I and other sentient beings, who is more noble than whom?" Du Wuxin casually said the doctrine of the Poison Dragon Sect, but at this time such a doctrine has been completely distorted by her, originally, the doctrine of the Poison Dragon Sect is to ask the world, especially the oppressed ordinary people to believe in Harrow, the sect leader, but Du Wuxin said it this time, no matter how it sounds, it sounds like he wants to believe in Silver Dust.