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Under the moon, the fragrance is permeated.

The white old ape and Mr. Qingyu looked at each other.

The old ape's eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

It whispered angrily: "Qingyu, do you want to protect this kid, because he is Nie Li's disciple?"

Mr. Qingyu's expression was soft, his face was sincere, and he said softly: "White Ape Gong, if I don't want to go against you, the cause and effect in this are very great.

When Qingluan was gone, he didn't return, and he owed you and me Linggu an explanation, and now it's time to ask clearly, and it's not too late to do it again!"

When the old white ape heard this, his face was cloudy, and his red eyes gradually returned to clarity.

It suddenly put away the long sword in its hand and sighed: "Alas, you are right, you can't delay the big things in the valley for my private affairs.

If you can't solve this major matter again, I'm afraid that Linggu will be a catastrophe, and even the mountain ghosts have become more and more rampant in the past two years, you can ask!"

Seeing the old ape walking out of the zhang, with his back to Qingyang but listening attentively, Mr. Qingyu couldn't help but shake his head.

Turning his head to look at Qingyang, he asked in a harmonious voice, "You are Nie Li's disciple, have you ever recognized Qingluan?"

The conversation between the two just now rang in my ears, how could I not hear it?

Qingyang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Although I am not a disciple of Nie Li, Qingluan is my mother, I don't know that the two of them have known her, Qingyang has seen two elders!"

"The son of Qingluan?"

Whether it was the white old ape or Mr. Qingyu, they were all slightly stunned.

The old ape turned around suddenly, looked Qingyang up and down, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

His eyes were cold, and he said lightly: "In front of me and Mr. Qingyu, you dare to speak wild words and deceive, do you think that I really dare not kill you?"

You are at least fifteen years old this year, I saw Qingluan with my own eyes eight years ago, and it is clear that you are still in perfect shape, can you have children if you are a virgin?"

"What?"

It was like a thunderclap, ringing in Qingyang's ears.

After the fusion of the two souls, Qingyang always thought that Qingluan was his biological mother, but when he suddenly heard about it, his heart was devastated.

Carefully observing Qingyang's expression, Mr. Qingyu thought for a moment and said slowly: "White Ape Gong, the inheritance of the hundred clans is far better than the bloodline, maybe this person is the heir of Qingluan." ”

An heir is an adopted son.

In the ancient kingdom period thousands of years ago, vassal nobles who did not have children would choose young children from their own clan to inherit and pass on family sacrifices.

However, since the Great Shen Dynasty, this situation has been prohibited, especially since the Xing State military has made great achievements, and only the son-in-law is allowed to inherit, so even Qingyang didn't expect this.

He smiled bitterly at Mr. Qingyu: "My mother founded the Qing clan in Xingguo, and I am the current head of the Qing family, and she has never appeared since she left eight years ago. ”

"I see!"

Mr. Qingyu bowed his head slightly, as if he believed Qingyang's words.

The white old ape still sneered: "Mr. Qingyu, you have thousands of scrolls in your chest, I naturally believe you, but these are the words of this person, I still can't believe it." ”

"White Ape Gong, Qingyang's identity is extraordinary, how to deal with it will have to be discussed by the Valley General Assembly before the final decision can be made, how can you kill him easily?"

Lan walked out of the cave, accompanied by the spiritual mist around him, his figure became more and more hazy under the moon, and a faint spiritual light flashed on the surface of his body, and a sense of fairy spirit struck.

She comforted the little golden monkey and said with a flat expression: "If you don't believe what he said, you just need to bring it to Mr. Shuijing, and it will be clear naturally." ”

"That's fine!"

Mr. Qingyu nodded to Lan and said, "Xiao Lan'er, don't be angry with the White Ape Gong tonight, it is also for you, in this mountain forest, you are simple-hearted, and you don't know that people outside the mountain are sinister!"

The white old ape looked at Qingyang, his eyes were fierce, and he shouted softly: "For thousands of years, there has only been a mountain spirit in Lan, how can I let outsiders be confused, even if Lan hates me for the rest of my life, I will never allow outsiders to approach!"

With that, it roared, and its wings vibrated in the air, and two huge birds landed above the jungle, on two huge branches.

"Say goodbye to Xiao Lan'er!"

As Mr. Qingyu greeted, the white old ape grabbed Qingyang and the golden retriever monkey, jumped to a height of dozens of zhang, and came to the canopy in three or two clicks.

In the eye, only to see two huge birds, one is a four-winged bird, the head is round and the tail is thin, the first two wings are long, the back two wings are short, the feathers are pale yellow, the shape is like a butterfly, the sound is like a yellow oriole, and the wingspan is 12 zhang.

The other fierce bird is the golden-crowned eagle, with yellow-brown wings, slightly golden feathers, sharp claws, wings like knives, and a ring of golden feathers on its head, as if with a golden crown, with a wingspan of fifteen zhang.

These two fierce birds are both four-grade strength, and the four fierce eyes swept over, and the stubborn golden retriever monkey did not dare to make any more noise.

"Cry~"

The four-winged bird and the golden-crowned eagle jumped hard, flapped their wings and flew high, and in the blink of an eye, they were thousands of feet in the air.

The moon hangs high, and the clouds are full of mist.

I don't know how far to the west, the Iron Curtain Mountain is becoming more and more dignified, black and cloudy, giving people great oppression, but it is like Optimus Prime, powerful and indestructible.

Looking down, the mountains are endless, the jungle is barren, the huge peaks are straight into the sky, the big rivers flash the moonlight, and there are strange beasts and fierce birds walking under the moon from time to time.

I don't know how long it flew, at least hundreds of miles later, two huge fierce birds slowly landed.

The two peaks at the entrance of the Spirit Valley are clearly visible from a distance of dozens of miles, as if a sharp blade is plunging straight into the sky, thousands of zhang high.

When I came to the front, I found that the two huge peaks, which were originally a huge peak, were split in half by the divine soldiers from the middle, and only huge chopping cracks remained, forming a long and narrow valley.

Even after many years of wind and rain, the narrow gap between the two peaks, the stone wall is still relatively flat, and it is by no means a natural power.

"Shocked!"

Mr. Qingyu said slowly, "In ancient times, the beings of the hundred races between heaven and earth were oppressed by foreign gods and demons, and the hundred races joined forces to fight, and the melee continued for many years.

At that time, a strong man of the hundred tribes was known as the god of war, and a powerful god and demon fought fiercely here, and finally killed it here, the god of war of the hundred tribes split this mountain with a sword, so it is also called the sword gate, and it is the main way in and out of the spirit valley. ”

Qingyang shook his head, these strange rumors would never be recorded in the official history, he had never heard of them.

Mr. Qingyu didn't care, but his expression was lonely, and he sighed: "The descendants of the hundred clans are not good, and they have wiped out the glory of their ancestors, only to fight for power and profit, once there is another drastic change, how can they work together to resist the enemy?"

"Humph!"

The white old ape said angrily, "They are killing each other, what do they do to live or die?" Let's cultivate the descendants of Linggu with peace of mind, and follow Duanmu Jun together, so that we can protect ourselves!"

"Alas, the big star has fallen, the heavens and the earth have changed drastically, and under the nest, there are no eggs?"

Mr. Qingyu just shook his head again and again, and seemed to be feeling very heavy.

Seeing Qingyang staring at the crack of the mountain peak, he turned to a harmonious voice and said, "Come forward and take a closer look, and feel the remaining sword intent on it, it depends on how many opportunities you have!"

The white old ape didn't stop it, and said to the golden retriever monkey: "You have a smart temperament, go and see it yourself!"

"Chirp~"

The little monkey pointed at the old ape and yelled twice, he didn't want to be obedient, but seeing that Qingyang was already sitting on the boulder in front of the mountain peak, he hurriedly trotted over, and one person and one monkey sat together.

Qingyang raised his head and stared at the mountains, and the essence of his eyes flashed.

The canyon between the two peaks, after tens of thousands of years of weathering and falling off, feel it calmly, and there is a trace of sword intent left on it, and you can see the peerless style of this sword.

Mr. Qingyu and the White Ape Gong left Qingyang and the golden retriever monkey here, and actually entered the Spirit Valley directly, leaving him in a daze at the Sword Gate. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.