Bean is still immersed in what happened just now.

"Sister Su, they... Who are they...? ”

Su Ling ignored the bean, she buried her face in her knees and sighed deeply.

The truth is now in front of her, but she doesn't know how to choose.

They're just monks who come to complete their mission, others want nectar and she wants the glazed pool, would anyone care about these inconsequential things?

What do these truths have to do with them and themselves? Maybe this is the natural development of the secret realm?

What if she got involved in this matter and made a mess of the entire secret realm, and everyone couldn't get the nectar in the end? Why should others pay for her actions?

"Bean, do you think we should take care of this?" , Su Ling's tone was sullen.

Bean's eyes widened, it jumped in front of Su Ling and patted Su Ling with its paws.

"Sister Su, why do you ask that?"

Su Ling smiled bitterly: "Have you ever thought that this secret realm has existed for almost a thousand years, why hasn't anyone discovered this matter?" Because everyone doesn't care whether the flower spirit is a real flower spirit at all, everyone only cares about whether they can exchange the heavenly soul grass for spiritual honey. ”

"But we care, and Madoka cares too!" , Bean was anxious: "We're leaving tomorrow, if we don't do anything, what about Madoka?!" ”

"Madoka...", Su Ling was a little distracted.

Bean has never been so urgent: "We're leaving, Madoka will be with this group of monsters forever!" Sister Su, I don't understand the great truth of your human race, but our Nine Heavens Xuanhu clan is the most righteous, will those worries be more important than partners? She's our partner! ”

Partner...

yes, if she doesn't do anything, Madoka will have to live with a group of monsters forever in the future, what a terrifying thing.

Maybe one day in the future she will bloom and be taken to the altar, and she will also become the appearance of those ghosts, and then she will be overtaken by the monks who don't know the truth...

No way! When did she become so indecisive, is this still her iron-headed and cheeky Su Ling?!

Su Ling clenched his fists and stood up suddenly.

"His grandmother's doesn't care! Just do it! ”

Shidou jumped on Su Ling's shoulder excitedly and laughed: "Hahaha! Sister Su, what about the others? ”

Su Ling's chin was raised, and he looked open.

"What can I do then, count them unlucky!"

After Su Ling finished speaking, she began to make their big plan with Shidou, tomorrow is the last day, she is going to make a big death, and give a little shock to the monks who have come to this secret realm.

When night fell, the streets of Linggu became empty again, and all the ghosts in the ghost tower ran out and wandered back and forth in the empty Linggu.

At the altar under the Ghost Suppression Tower, a figure emerged, and the Heavenly Soul Grass that was piled up like a hill bit by bit into the storage ring, and then disappeared into the night.

Under the moonlight, the Spirit Valley is still the same as ever, and no one knows that a good show is about to begin!

……

The sun rises, the birds in the Spirit Valley are singing and the flowers are fragrant, peaceful and peaceful, today is the last day of the secret realm.

According to the request of the flower spirit deacon, everyone will come to the altar early in the morning, and then all the monks will come together to overtake the ghosts in the ghost tower

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the altar, and countless monks flew in one after another, and they saw that the altar was empty, not even a single hair.

"? Who stole our Heavenly Soul Grass? ”

"Who is so lacking in virtue!!"

"This person is a genius, so many Heavenly Soul Grass can sell a lot of spirit stones, but it can make more money than exchanging spiritual honey himself, I wish him to have a son without dermatitis."

"This fellow Daoist, you are too vicious, why don't we wish him eternal failure."

“…”

Today is the day of the super-ghost, all the monks and all the flower spirits in the Spirit Valley are present at this time, and the flower spirit deacon in front of the altar is so anxious that he doesn't know what to do at all.

Su Ling was late with the dung bean and Xiao Yuan, and Xiao Yuan was also startled when she saw the empty altar.

Su Ling looked at the excited crowd and smiled slightly, she got up and flew to the side of the flower spirit deacon, and then cleared her throat and smiled at the monks and flower spirits outside the altar.

"Don't worry, everyone, the Heavenly Soul Grass was not lost, yesterday I saw that there was wind at night, and I was afraid that the Heavenly Soul Grass would blow away, so I put the Heavenly Soul Grass away, and I will take it out."

The flower spirits breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, and the monks outside the altar were originally speechless when they heard this.

Where did this person come from, he is quite idle.

No, where did the wind come from last night?

Su Ling continued to smile and said: "But before that, everyone has to listen to me tell a story, my story is very short, and it can be finished in a few words, if you don't listen, I won't take out the soul grass this day." ”

As soon as this scoundrel said this, some of the monks outside the altar were not happy.

"There's something wrong with you! Who wants to listen to your story? ”

"That's it, hurry up and take out the Heavenly Soul Grass, we will leave after taking the spiritual honey."

"Where did the unlucky child come from, I know her and take it away for her."

The people from the Xuanling Sect in the crowd were also puzzled, what happened to Su Ling today? Isn't it usually a normal person?

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he stood up and snorted coldly.

"Su Ling, do you think this is Xuanling Sect? Hurry up and hand over the Heavenly Soul Grass! Don't delay everyone's business. ”

Li Hanguang also frowned and stood up: "Su Ling, don't mess around!" ”

Qing Yue in the crowd looked anxious, and she turned around to persuade the strangers around her.

"Why don't we listen to it, isn't it short? I can't afford to lose time. ”

A monk who didn't know which sect walked up to Qingyue and pointed at her and yelled fiercely.

"Shut up! Are you in her group?! ”

Syllable!

The monk's hand was knocked off with a jade flute, and Ji Liu blocked in front of Qing Yue, his chin raised slightly and raised his eyebrows at the monk with a cold face.

"If you don't want to die, speak politely."

The monk was also a master who bullied the weak and feared the hard, and when he saw Ji Liu's extraordinary bearing, he stopped talking.

An Ruyan looked at the chaotic scene and said to Mu Rong beside her: "Mu Rong Daoyou is really sorry, my senior sister is so willful, causing trouble to your Mu family." ”

Mu Rong didn't have any expression, and she was thinking in her heart what Miss was doing, whether she wanted to help Miss, but Miss said that she wanted to pretend not to know, what should I do?

Just as the scene was chaotic, a monk in the crowd stood up, his tone hard and a little awkward.

"Isn't it a story? Then hurry up! After finishing speaking, hurry up and take out the Heavenly Soul Grass! ”

Su Ling looked at the man, and was quite surprised, isn't this Li De of the Cangzong? Why should he help himself?

Someone was the first to stand up and say that they wanted to listen to the story, and the rest of the people who were not so resistant also said hurry up and don't delay.

Everyone who watched Cangzong expressed their position, and the Mu family didn't speak, and they didn't say anything anymore, just waiting for Su Ling to tell the story.

Seeing that the scene was gradually under control, Su Ling nodded with satisfaction and began to tell the story.