The cold wind blew on Linghu Zhenzhen's hair, a little itchy. She turned around, but found that she seemed to have returned to Mount Wu. The Jiuqu Bridge was covered with snow, and the sky was still bright and bright, the sky was still like the ink sky, and the sky was like the stars.

Is it a dream? Not a dream?

She looked at Tianhuo quietly, and suddenly a strange man's voice sounded behind her: "What's your name?"

Before she could turn around, a figure gathered in front of her like smoke.

The visitor was a man who looked in his thirties, wearing very luxurious black clothes and a handsome face, but there seemed to be a gloomy face weighing thousands of pounds between his eyebrows, and even looked fierce.

Linghu Zhenzhen could not weigh the gap in strength and answered honestly: "My name is Linghu Zhenzhen."

"Really true?"

"There are the Zhenzhen of the Ye Zhenzhen."

He was inexplicably surprised and said, "Do you know who your parents are?"

Linghu Zhenzhen thought for a while: "I don't know very much."

He smiled, a little like a sneer: "Your father is a cruel and cruel devil by nature. He has countless enemies in Middle Earth and the Great Wilderness. I am one of them. Are you afraid?"

"I'm very scared."

Linghu Yu did everything, but what can she do when these Yaofei is rushing to take revenge? No matter how afraid she is, she can only fight.

He glanced at her deeply: "There is a saying in mortals that fathers and sons pay for their debts. This is your life. If you are afraid, you can break it by yourself. Let Linghu Yu's blood be cut off by you, and the hatred will naturally disappear."

"But I only have half of Linghu Yu's bloodline." Linghu Zhenzhen paused and said, "The other half is my mother's."

Although she is not a good thing in the legend... but she does not have as many enemies as Linghu Yu.

When he mentioned the word "mother", his expression suddenly became softer, and even his voice became warmer: "Do you know about your mother?"

She shook her head: "I don't know, I just heard that it was the favorite concubine of Emperor Nanhuang who elopeed with Linghu Yu."

He suddenly burst into laughter, as if countless anger and desolation were hidden in his laughter. It took a long time before he stopped laughing and said slowly: "The favorite concubine? Elop? Yes, fifty years have passed, no wonder."

He looked nostalgic on his face, as if he was asking, and as if he was murmured to himself: "How old are you? Judging from the age of a mortal, you are less than twenty years old? When I first met her, she looked younger than you, but she was much gentler and more steadily than you, and she was more passionate... I was curious and loved everything in this world..."

I don’t know what he remembered, but he stopped talking, but his eyes flashed, as if he was very happy and hated for a while.

After a long time, he said again: "I did confer her as a concubine and wanted her to be my queen. I wanted to be with her for the rest of my life. It's a pity... However, she was my minister at first, smart and capable, and she could do the best she could do anything to her."

Subject? So he is...

Linghu Zhenzhen changed color slightly.

He smiled again, with a hint of sadness: "Linghu Zhenzhen, Gu Nainan's Emperor of Desolation, come into your dream and talk to you."

What a Southern Huang Emperor who can tear her apart?!

Linghu Zhenzhen suddenly closed her mouth and quietly took two steps back.

The Emperor of Nanhuang said calmly: "Gou actually doesn't want to see your face again, but there are many ways to see it. Gou can make you die or live. Everything depends on Gou's mood."

She took a breath: "How are you feeling now?"

He didn't answer the conversation, staring at her with deep and melancholy eyes. After a long time, he whispered: "You look at me."

Amber eyes, who had never seen them for fifty years, were quietly looking at him again, with exactly the same eyebrows and completely different eyes.

"Linghu Zhenzhen, your mother cannot give birth to her like an ordinary person, but she was forced by a despicable and cunning mortal and gave birth to you." His low voice was filled with a strange pain and a deep murderous intent. "It is because of Linghu Yu and you that she lost her life."

Wait, although she was quite curious about her mother, the tone of Emperor Nanhuang was not good! It was a big problem!

Linghu Zhenzhen took two steps back and then listened to him continue, "But I am ashamed of your mother. She doesn't owe anyone. It's okay if you don't know it in the world, but you have to know it."

She spoke carefully: "Is that so? OK, I understand."

Emperor Nanhuang looked straight at her, his expression was unpredictable. After a moment, he said again: "Since you know nothing about your mother, don't you have any curiosity to ask?"

Linghu Zhenzhen said in a cautious tone: "Then... I asked, would you say? Will you feel better in this way?"

But he laughed: "It's not like her at all."

She had never seen her parents before, so it would be strange if her temper was very good.

Linghu Zhenzhen turned her head and stared at him, hoping that he would say something. Whether she scolded Linghu Yu or gently remembered her favorite concubine, she could listen. This was a big issue of life and death.

But the Emperor of Southern Wilderness stopped talking, and just raised his head and looked quietly at the top of Mount Jing in the distance. The sky fire was changing thousands of times, the eternal river, the wind and moon day and night, and the view was full of sight.

Like many years ago, he looked at it for a long time and sneered: "What miracles are just some glimpses, and they have no meaning."

Really? But he obviously looks like he likes it.

Linghu Zhenzhen said: "That's interesting."

Emperor Nanhuang was stunned, but then laughed loudly. His long sleeves suddenly flicked, and his whole body turned into smoke and dissipated without a trace.

The winter rain in Chongyin Mountain was endless. He stood on the edge of the Black Stone Platform, restraining all the mantras and allowing the cold rain to wet himself.

The two Taishang Maimai masters behind him, as well as the other three Huangdi emperors, were waiting for his decision.

Emperor Nanhuang spread his palms, and two beads appeared in the palms, one black, one white, one dead, and one raw.

——This only miracle in the Great Wilderness is very famous, but it is actually just a glimpse of light, shallow and messy, and has no meaning.

——Your Majesty, that's what it means.

Several tears suddenly rolled down his dry eyes. The fifty years of solidification seemed to pass by suddenly and rapidly. She was no longer in the world, and she was no longer in her dreams.

The little girl was right. She was not only Linghu Yu's daughter, but also her daughter.

He gently crushed the black orb, and his voice was low: "Let her go."

The master of the second meridian bowed and said, "The four emperors of the desolate have made a decision, and all four agree to let her go. The Supreme Vein thanks your Majesty for your kindness."

The Emperor of Xihuang was a little embarrassed: "If I had known that he would have chosen this way, I would have chosen her to stay."

The Emperor of Northern Wilderness said coldly: "You still have to make some trouble? I am leaving."

The Emperor of Donghuang smiled and said, "The Emperor of Nanhuang should also take good care of the land. The Demon Lord is just a Demon Lord, don't ask them to do anything wrong. The two masters of the vein, Dongzhihuang has always opened the door to welcome the Middle Earth cultivators. I hope to inform the immortal gates of this sincerity that the prosperity of the East Huanghuang is not inferior to that of the West Huanghuang. The Lord left, so he said goodbye."

The Emperor of Western Wilderness frowned and suddenly remembered that Yu Wuling's letter mentioned that half of Mo Lan Lingren's inner elixir was taken away. He was determined to investigate, but he found that the place behind him was Nanzhihuang, so it was not his turn to make the decision.

He only looked at the Emperor of Nanhuang and said, "You have nothing to do for the past few years. You asked the Demon Lord Changyuan to take advantage of a lot of loopholes. Gu always felt that he had any plans. You should turn your mind to the right path."

After saying that, his figure instantly turned into clouds and mist, just like the two previous emperors.

The master of the Great Vein arrived beside the Emperor of Southern Wilderness and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the Immortal Sect of the Middle Earth should not have been involved in the affairs of the Great Wilderness. However, the grass on your body is very strong. I have to remind you, "The grass grows in Taishi Mountain in Middle Earth. Although the fruit can cure nightmare, it will make you irritable and irritable after smelling it for a long time. When Your Majesty is free, please pay attention to the root of the taste."

He swept the dust, and the gentle wind lifted the sleeping Linghu Zhenzhen up and placed it on the back of the monster, and said, "I and the Master of the Second Vein have taken this girl away. Thank you for your kindness, take care of me, and say goodbye."

*

When he opened his eyes again, it was already bright, and Linghu Zhenzhen looked at the strange bed tent above her head, still confused.

It seems like I have had some dreams, and I have been a little tired after watching the sky fire all night.

There was a strange and cheerful girl beside the bed and laughed and said, "Wake up? You should be no more discomfort, right?"

He was a thin woman, wearing a bean green shirt and skirt, with a slightly yellow complexion, and she felt an indescribable sense of mercy and generosity from head to toe.

Before she could ask, she said again: "I am Yu Bai, whose name is Saixue, a monk from the Taishang lineage. Miss Linghu... No, maybe I should call you junior sister in the future. Master intends to include you in one lineage. You can call me monk Yu now. When you are sure to become a disciple, you will call me third sister."

Apprenticeship? She has a master, but her master's thumb is cut, which is equivalent to losing his life for artists.

Linghu Zhenzhen suddenly came to her senses and suddenly turned over and sat up. She had to find her master and her family first.

As if she knew what she was thinking, Yu Bai opened the door for her: "Don't worry, the master and apprentice of Shengongjun are next door. Your second senior sister's injury has been cured. You can completely heal if you just need to rest for three days."

The second senior sister’s injury?

Linghu Zhenzhen couldn't figure it out, so she pushed open the door of the next room. The mother and daughter of Shengongjun, who were originally sitting by the bed, were slightly surprised. When she saw it was her, her expression became complicated again.
Chapter completed!