"Saved..."

The people running in the city like headless flies stopped, slowly raised their heads, with the joy of surviving the disaster in their eyes.

In the dark tavern near Nanting Lake.

"Clang!"

The old man's shovel was removed from the ground and made a crisp sound, bringing the three people who were in shock back to reality.

Ling Xiao squeezed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. His fair and handsome face was relaxed to let go of everything.

“More powerful than before…”

He thought to himself.

There are always some people in the world who can deal with it calmly no matter how difficult and dangerous the moments they encounter.

"That girl is..."

The old man in a dark yellow jacket looked at Lingxiao, and his turbid pupils could not hide his shock.

Halfway through his words, he shook his head hard and smashed his mouth twice before changing his words tremblingly:

"Was that girl just now a fairy who came down to earth?"

"If you are not an immortal, how could you have the ability to move the sky and change the sea like this?"

The beautiful singer also spoke, her beautiful eyes shining with autumn-like pupils.

"Immortal..."

Ling Xiao shook his head, unconsciously stopped straightening his backbone, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "There are no immortals in this world. Even if there are, immortals will not risk them to save you for no reason."

"Then she?"

The old man looked at each other and saw the touching in each other's eyes.

"It's our eldest princess and the saint of Daxia!"

The words fell.

The dim tavern suddenly suffocated, quiet down, and the needles could be heard.

It turns out that those rumors are true...

His Highness the Princess is really a saint walking on earth...

Things that happened in the imperial city naturally spread.

However, Yizhou is located on the border of Daxia, several states away from the Imperial City, and thousands of miles away. It took Jiang Zirou only more than a month to attain the saint's position. During this period, even news spread to the people.

Most ordinary people also maintain a questioning attitude towards this matter.

Of course, Jiang Zirou himself doesn't care about these things.

Until now, I have seen it with my own eyes that the matter itself is more brilliant than the rumors, even exceeding my most exaggerated imagination.

"The people of Nanyang City should erect a temple of immortality for His Highness the Princess!"

The old man said, his turbid eyes glowing, as if he had made some determination and no longer confused.

He raised his head.

But he was a little surprised to find that the young man who arrived with the eldest princess had long disappeared, and only he and the singer just now were left in the empty restaurant.

...

The Yuanshen Dao Sword was retracted into the middle of the eyebrows.

Jiang Zirou breathed a sigh of relief, her face slightly pale.

The sword just now brought Jiang Zirou a sense of pleasure and enthusiasm that she had devoted herself to. This was a wonderful feeling that she had never experienced since she entered the semi-saint realm.

After all, at this moment.

The enemy she faced was not a monk or a demon.

But this world, the grand power accumulated by Nanting Lake over thousands of years.

It is a bit of a slight leap for Jiang Zirou to use manpower to fight against natural disasters.

Fortunately...

She did it.

So, everything is worth it.

...

After slashing through the Nanting tide with one sword.

Jiang Zirou took a long breath to replenish the energy that was lacking in her body.

At this time, the improvement brought by Immortal Talent appears unusually obvious.

In an instant, countless golden streams appeared in the sky.

The iron-gray lead cloud was invisible and invisible, slowly moving under the blowing of the lake wind. In a few blinks, it filled the hole pierced by the sword light.

Nanting Lake fell into a dim and dark again.

At this time, these light spots, like fireflies, appear very conspicuous.

They floated under the dark sky, shining with glimmer, like stars floating in the vast starry sky.

In the next moment, countless light spots gathered together.

First, it was stranded, then it became a long river rushing in the sky, and finally it softened around Jiang Zi into a golden vortex.

The vortex disappeared.

Jiang Zirou's aura sky skyrocketed and she returned to her peak state again.

"It is worthy of being a talent gained from the third intersection of the dead end, and the effect is extraordinary."

Never fought with the enemy.

So, until today, this talent shows its terribleness.

Such a speed of recovery of energy is enough to make all enemies fall into despair.

...

In Nanyang City, there is a stronghold where the Jinyiwei is located.

In the low-key and luxurious building, the lights swayed, and figures in black clothes ran back and forth, but did not make too many sounds, and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn.

"Swish!"

The door was pushed open.

The moisture surged in with the autumn wind, breaking the silence in the secret room.

The candlelight shook violently, and everyone was alert. Looking towards the door, the clanging sound of swords unsheathed in the corner sounded.

After seeing the visitor, the tense atmosphere gradually eased.

"grown ups!"

The middle-aged man with a calm expression and dark golden cloud patterns embroidered on his arms rushed out of the corner and knelt on the ground.

Ling Xiao nodded and spoke directly: "Prepare to evacuate. If the residents who stay in Nanyang City can be saved, they will be saved... If they cannot be saved, it depends on their luck."

The Jinyiwei, who looked like a leader, hesitated:

"But something went wrong..." He remembered the raging waves that had just appeared in the sky, and the sword light that cleaned the four directions.

There was a vague guess in my heart, and I couldn't help but look like a pilgrimage on my face.

The Jinyiwei around him also stopped his movements one after another and listened with his ears.

"Same as you guessed."

Ling Xiao glanced at him and his voice was low: "Master is here, she will soon fight with the existence in Nanting Lake. The consequences are unpredictable. You'd better leave as soon as possible and not let her efforts be wasted."

"yes!"

The Jinyiwei, with golden cloud patterns on his arms, bowed with fists, and looked hot.

...

In the city of Nanyang.

The last group of residents shot into a long team.

The Jinyiwei lurking in this city for investigation and the imperial guards responsible for carrying out missions are responsible for escorting the mission.

There are many people who stay here in the city, and some of them are really unable to leave, such as the old man and Ge Ling who Jiang Zirou met before.

The other part is to stay in this city.

People who want to make money by taking advantage of the chaos but are unwilling to leave.

The first part of the people left quickly with the help of the imperial guards of the Jinyiwei, while the latter part of the people were already scared by the terrifying tide. Even if no one urged them, they would leave desperately.

In the long and aging team.

In a carriage in the middle, an old man holding a wine jar sat opposite the singer wearing a pink skirt.

Ge Ling lifted up the curtains, poked Xiushou out of the car, and looked at Nanting Lake behind her for a while. The black fog covered everything, and the figure of the girl in white was no longer seen.

She sighed in disappointment and retracted her body into the car.

After looking at the old man, she spoke hesitantly: "Old man, do you think this city will be better in the future?"

"Yes. Of course, kids."

The old man's thin fingers gently stroked the wine jar in his hand, and his old and hoarse voice echoed in the sealed carriage.
Chapter completed!