In the past few days, no one from the Ling tribe has come to disturb them.

Fu Zhu guessed that he was probably busy with the change of patriarch, and even Shui Wuwu rarely appeared.

"Shall we leave Sanssouci Sea and say goodbye to the Smoke Girl?" Feng looked out the door in shock, as if waiting for someone.

Sanqing looked at him with a new look, and said in an astonishing voice, "You shouldn't be able to move Hongluan Xingdong, and you want to find Shui Shengyan to be a Taoist companion, right?" ”

Feng Shu choked on saliva suddenly, and his face coughed red, "Where did you hear the nonsense of words." ”

Also Hongluan Xing, with the culture of Sanqing, can you know Hongluan Xing?

Sanqing said reasonably, "You have been looking out the door, aren't you waiting for the water to smoke?" ”

"I'm waiting for the water to smoke."

"Then you still said that you don't want to be a Taoist couple with her!"

Feng Jingshu didn't understand her logic, and patiently explained, "It's just that we came to Sanssouci and troubled the girl so much, and now we have to leave and say goodbye to her." ”

"What kind of Taoist were you talking about?"

Shui Wuwu wears a moonlight skirt, walking and stopping, the skirt swings, bright as the moon, showing a halo of brilliance.

Her voice is very light and elegant, but cold sweat can't help but break out on her forehead, and she is frightened to say bad things about people and be caught.

Sanqing opened her mouth to speak, but she quickly covered her mouth with a frightened eye, and said with a smile, "It's nothing." ”

"We're saying, say goodbye to you and leave Sanssouci Sea."

Feng Vulgar bluntly opened the topic, "By the way, have you elected a new patriarch?" ”

"Elected."

Feng Feng didn't ask again, after all, he was an outsider.

"I'll send you to the mausoleum."

Fu Zhu got up and straightened the folds in her dress.

Sanqing shook off his hand and glared at him angrily with round eyes, it was really hateful!

Feng Feng was also very helpless, if he didn't cover Sanqing's mouth just now, the ghost knew what she was going to say.

What if the smoke girl really misunderstands herself?

Along the way, I met a lot of Ling people looking here, and touched his face suspiciously, he didn't look strange, right?

Why do those people always look at him?

Feng Feng looked sideways at Fu Zhu, her expression was indifferent, leisurely, and she seemed to be making too much fuss.

"Patriarch."

The sudden young voice startled Feng Vulgar, he raised his eyes, and found a handsome young man, in front of the road, clasping his fists at him.

No, the boy just clenched his fist in his direction.

"I'll talk about it when I get back."

The pure and gentle tone sounded slowly, and the wind looked at Shui Wuwu in shock, so she is their Ling clan, the new patriarch?

Amu didn't move, and his eyes fell straight on the rune beads.

He wanted to know the real deeds of the Phantom Patriarch.

Shui Wuwu frowned, "Amu, she is my honored guest." ”

The young man lowered his eyes, lowered his eyebrows, "I know." ”

Fu Zhu walked out from behind Shui Wuwu, "You may not believe what I say, if you really want to know, find the answer yourself." ”

"Everything that has happened can be traced, and no matter how much you cover it up, you can't cover it up."

Amu was shocked in his heart, he unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes, and twisted his mouth, "I understand, thank you." ”

"Patriarch, I'll go back first." Amu turned his head to the water and said without worry, and ran away.

Feng Feng was shocked to see the wind on the soles of his feet, and couldn't help but be speechless.

"Fu Zhu, what did he ask you about?" Sanqing asked with a raised face.

Feng Jingyun also looked at Fu Zhu, did they all talk like this? Others listened to it, completely confused.

"It's not important." Fu Zhu's tone was serious and perfunctory.

Sanqing was fooled all of a sudden, and he didn't chase after him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He kind of knew that Sanqing's cleverness was for a while, just as stupid as hers.

Why don't you ask a few more words, he also wants to know what the hell is going on!

Soon arrived at the mausoleum monument, when the wind came to the coma, I don't know how this stele is a passage, curious to look at the water worry-free.

I saw her lightly touch the stele, and the stele suddenly emitted a white light, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already on a cliff.

It's a bit like a teleportation array, but it's different.

It's hard to tell what it is.

Sanqing stretched out his hand and pasted the mausoleum monument, "It's not changed, how did she do it?" ”

Shui Wuwu took in Sanqing's movements, "Only the bloodline of our Ling people can open the passage to record the tombstone." ”

Sanqing let out a long tail "oh", slapped the mausoleum, and withdrew his hand.

Fu Zhu remembered that there was no mausoleum in Sanssouci before, and foreigners could also enter, and it was this stone stele erected by the Phantom Girl later, connecting Chuqing Mountain and Sanssouci Sea.

"It's almost noon now, there is no danger on Chuqing Mountain, the speed is a little faster, and you can leave before dark."

Water carefree leads the way ahead.

Sanqing suddenly became vigilant in her heart, the last time she led the way, it was the same, she fainted inexplicably, this time she must keep her eyes open, keep an eye on her, and see how she makes small moves.

Feng was shocked to see that Sanqing was very quiet all the way, and felt strange, stared at her for a while, and found that she didn't blink her eyes.

Tears flowed down her cheeks.

What is she doing here?

"Keep going straight ahead, and it's Si Youcheng."

Shui Wuwu's voice fell, Sanqing hurriedly blinked his eyes a few times, raised his hand to wipe off the wet things on his face, and looked back to see that he had already walked out of Chu Qingshan.

She really didn't make a ghost, Sanqing couldn't help but start thinking, could it be that she really misunderstood Shui Shengyan before?

I was thinking about things with my head down, and my eyes suddenly reflected a touch of gold.

"Nichiren?" Sanqing exhaled softly, his eyes showing joy.

She couldn't put it down while holding Nichiren, and the frightened gaze on the side became frightened.

Sheng, the girl who gave birth to the smoke, just held Nichiren in her hand, just like the one he saw in Chu Qingshan's illusion.

Shui Wuwu hooked his lips slightly, smiled at the wind, and suddenly a golden Nichiren turned in his hand.

She turned around and walked towards Chu Qingshan, "Send it here, I won't send you." ”

Sanqing was rarely kind and pleasant, and waved his hand, "Okay!" ”

Feng Feng looked at the Nichiren in Sanqing's hand, and stopped talking.

"It's mine."

Sanqing thought he was worried about his flowers, so he collected them to the side.

Feng said in shock: "Have you forgotten that the girl who gave birth to the smoke said that she would not turn into a vision." ”

Sanqing was stunned in confusion, as if it was oh.

"Shui Shengyan, that big liar, and deceive!"

The girl on the mountain, looking condescendingly at the figure below, smiled lightly, and turned Nichiren in her hand to be golden and brilliant.

The girl who smokes won't deceive people.

It would be deceiving that she was water-free.

The next day, the sun was shining.

The girl on the stone bed rubbed her eyes, got up and stretched, and felt a little dizzy.

She felt like she had slept for a long time. It seems that he has been running all the time, and now he wakes up, and his limbs are limp and have no strength.

In the vase at the head of the bed, a bright and radiant Nichiren was inserted.

She froze.

A piece of paper fluttered down.

"My sister A Yan, less wisdom than others, the magic of the Ling clan, it will become a ...... at a glance"

Warm tears smeared the words on the flower note, and she gradually lost sight of what was written on it.