The gray-haired old woman stood motionless under the pouring rain, the rain trickled down from her face full of ravines, a pair of cloudy but unfathomable eyes looked straight ahead, a little trance, the moment she came back to her senses, a ray of brilliance suddenly appeared in her eyes, and in the end, it was emotional.

The previous scene came to mind.

The old woman stepped into the Meng family's mansion in one step, and the rain curtain suddenly disappeared.

What she saw was not an old immortal of the Meng family who had been hiding for thousands of years, nor was it the existence of the Meng family supporting the courtyard and giving her a little help, it was actually the lame young man who could only sit in a wheelchair a few years ago and looked ordinary.

A pawn who was not born when the ghost door was opened, even if he had outstanding talent, he could only become a war slave.

A wasted man who has been abandoned by the family.

The dantian is completely destroyed, there is no possibility of recovery, and there are only a few decades left, is it just eating and waiting for death?

But the ordinary young man in front of him did not have any ambition unpaid, let alone the sorrow greater than the death of the heart, the sorrow greater than the silent state, no matter how calm it was, at least it was more calm than her old guy who had a "disillusioned heart" and half of his body into the ground.

A meeting that should have a smile hidden in the knife, from the beginning to the end, is like a mundane transaction.

To each his own, he takes what he needs.

But the strange thing is that when the old woman planned to take another step out of the old mansion of the Meng family, the scene full of clear streams and wealth in front of her was suddenly shattered.

There is still a heavy rain curtain between heaven and earth, and the night in Changsheng Lane does not change, and there is a dead silence.

And she stood where she was, untouched from beginning to end!

Bowing his head, a dark brown wooden strip was carried in the palm of his thin hand, which was the heart of the immortal wood.

When the old woman came back to her senses, she suddenly turned around, and at the end of the alley, the door of the ancient mansion of the Shangshu Meng Mansion was closed, where did the gap come from?

Whether it is a "creak" or a transaction with youth, it is like a big dream.

"Meng's inheritance of dreaming into the Tao has been broken for nearly 10,000 years, but I didn't expect it to be born in this generation...... "What does this portend?

In the past, the old woman might be able to infer one or two, but now, she can only sigh.

Under the dust of the Dao heart, the old woman's eyes were blurred.

Then came the sigh.

It's a pity that she is already a mud bodhisattva and it is difficult to protect herself - otherwise she would not have fallen into the way of the young man of the Meng family.

As for what the future of the Meng family will be, and what will happen to this Meng young man, it is no longer something that she can care about when she is about to die. The old woman has lost the heart of planning, and she has lost this leisure and leisure.

At a glance, the old woman turned around.

Without taking a step, the immortal wood heart has already arrived, and she has nothing to worry about.

Just now, when she was caught in a dream, not only did the dusty Dao heart suddenly have a burst of clarity, but the vague heavenly machine in front of her appeared to float for a very short time, the old woman would not miss such a good opportunity, she really calculated the key point, and through this trick, she peeled off the cocoon, and finally, deduced an important piece of information - the county government has been in addition to the "epidemic" matter, and there has been no trace since then, that is to say, all this, this entire layout, may have been controlled by her granddaughter!

When deducing this conclusion, the old woman was moved for a moment, at this moment she was sure that the "Heartless Tea" had lost its effect, but after being moved, there was an unshakable calmness - since it was all the layout of this little girl, she had nothing to worry about.

Therefore, even if another punishment falls, even if her own realm plummets again, she still feels that it is worth a thousand dollars.

If before, the old woman didn't dare to guarantee whether she could take Ning You out of the town, but at this moment, the grasp was extremely high, even if Ning You had a good layout, she just took this old life, besides, she didn't believe it.

Thinking about it at this point, the Dao heart that had fallen into the ashes was already ready to move.

"Please enter the urn?" "Then the old body will see how capable you are of this little girl."

As for the time of calculation, the old woman peeled off the cocoon and found that in addition to the Huang family in Jiuqu Lane, she also noticed that the Fu family was also inextricably linked to this - fortunately, under the investigation one by one, the junior of the Fu family who guarded this place was eliminated, and all the spearheads were pointed at the Fu family's child who had long been blind, and even the child's biological mother, and the old woman was relieved.

In the final analysis, she is no longer Ning Chiyan in the past, but an old woman who is about to die, and she is no longer qualified to fight against the master of heaven and earth here.

The pouring rain covered up a layer of bloody smell, very light, almost washed away, but the old woman who used the secret treasure seemed to be able to see a bloody road, and after leaving Changsheng Alley, she walked towards the outside of the town on Donglai Street.

The murderous intent and anger in her heart continued to condense, and the old woman had to silently recite the classics of meditation again and again, which had little effect, but it was better than nothing.

Maybe it's because the arrogance in the old woman's heart is hidden too deeply, or maybe it's because the Dao heart is dusty, and it's a little weird to disdain.

She Ning Chiyan has participated in too many wars - whether it is battlefield fighting or intrigues.

You must know that every hundred years in the Heavenly Desolate Forbidden Zone, there will be a big battle related to whether that city can be preserved safely, and since she was born, she has participated in nineteen times, and the pride of heaven of her generation or, her generation or even several generations, I don't know how many are buried on that battlefield, and even the bones can't return to the ancestral land.

Mrs. Ning has been able to survive until now, and if you think about it carefully, it is enough to be shocking.

This is also the reason why she has the confidence to argue with all the ethnic groups in the town, if it weren't for Ning Wuxin's layout, probably no one would dare to touch her.

Plainly.

Maybe she will be jealous of those who still have a breath of old immortality, but an eleven or twelve-year-old child, even if she recovers the memory of before the age of six, even if she is born smart, she is also qualified to disdain.

The battle between the goshawk and the young snake has long been decided.

Walking to the entrance of Donglai Street, the old woman suddenly stopped, looked at the sky, and when another crack in the jade ornament appeared in her hair, the old woman couldn't help it after all, and had a conversation with the junior who had guarded the world for thousands of years.

The old woman didn't question, but just "calmly" communicated with this junior of the Fu family, one was a temptation, in the end, she had doubts in her heart, this junior really didn't care about the life or death of her juniors?

When the same old voice came from her ears, and the owner who had been guarding this place for thousands of years told him that he would abide by his duty and would not interfere as long as he did not die, the old woman suddenly had no worries, and she was no different, and the master did not participate.

It's a pity that this old famous man who was born in the forbidden area only knows one thing about the town, or rather, the duties and power of the prisoners in the town, and the other - it is easy to cover up the heavens.

At the same time, in the bookstore in Baotong Lane, where few people cared about, the old man was still cross-legged, smoking dry cigarettes, looking at the old woman walking towards the outside of the town, he couldn't help but shake his head, and muttered the same - old-senior, you only know one thing about your little granddaughter.

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