Brigitte Qiao and Cang Yao get mixed up. She doesn’t care. She cares about Xie Yi’s words.
Isn’t it a coincidence that this world really doesn’t care about power, status and blood love?
Zong Yue’s figure flashed and reappeared in Xie Yi’s bedroom. She held out her hand and put it on Xie Yi’s desk. Lingshi flew back to her hand a few days ago.
Sure enough, it has not been traced.
Without the help of Tianlingshi, it is impossible for her to be tempted by Xie even if she dies on the 30 th.
For Xie Yi, this is a losing bet.
"Little patriarch, are you suffering again?"
At night, the moonlight at the silver peak is as magnificent as silver silk. Zong Yue looked up and stood in a daze at the height of the moon.
The moonlight reflected another moon in the water and lived in the moonlight.
The old man in gray robe came slowly with his hand behind his back. "The little girl is fishing again."
Zong Yue turned around and looked at the bearer with no expression and said seriously, "Old Patriarch?"
The cold month thanked the old patriarch with a smile and said, "The old man has retired from the patriarch’s position for seventy years and can’t afford this patriarch’s name."
Zong Yue asked with an indifferent expression, "The purpose of my coming here is to ask the old patriarch for something."
"I want to know the origin of Xie Jia Tianling Stone"
Xie Lao patriarch looked at her and was silent for a long time and said, "What’s the origin? It’s just as common as other sects."
It turns out that many, many years ago, Xie Jia, Gu Jia and Lu Jiazong were the ancestors of the Taoist and Song Zun ancestors from the same small sect.
One day they saved a dying woman in Qi Xin.
The woman’s white dress is broken, the ink is messy, and the blood is hard to hide.
The Lujia ancestors moved their minds to marry the female wife.
The woman said that her life was over. If several ancestors wanted to bury her in a locust tree in Nanshan Yang, it was time for her to repay the four ancestors.
The four ancestors believed in the agreement and buried her in the sunny side of Nanshan, seeing the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter pass in turn. The pagoda tree didn’t blossom, just when the ancestors doubted whether the woman would repay her kindness, it blossomed in the fifth winter.
That is, on this night, the woman fell asleep and said that her master’s villain had harmed her. She was unwilling to take revenge, but she knew that her strength was positive and she could not take revenge. She could leave her master’s soul in the world and raise herself and fly back.
Before she left, she wanted to entrust four ancestors to take care of her master’s things, and told them not to make her master without authorization, otherwise it would lead to family destruction and disaster. She would give four ancestors wonderful skills to help them gain a foothold in the world.
The four ancestors agreed that the follow-up was indeed exquisite in their dreams, and each of them set up a mountain to form an ancestor, and the main character in the female mouth was the celestial stone kept in the hands of the four families.
Zong Yue, the grandmaster of Song Dynasty, died a miserable death first. Before he died, he wished his eldest brother to hide with the celestial stone. Never make the celestial stone again. I didn’t expect that even if the eldest brother hid in the Hanazono Sakura world with the celestial stone, he was still found by the second brother.
Other scholars tried to lead the way, but they didn’t do it completely, or because of various karma, they turned the stone into a stone.
"I’ve been uneasy since Xie Ying’s trip to the Celestial Stone Day. This uneasiness reached its peak when I knew that you came from the Celestial Stone Day. My guess was further verified by the accidents in Yangdao Villa and Blood Moon Sect," said Xie Lao, the patriarch.
"In that case," Zong Yue asked indifferently, "didn’t the old patriarch kill me when he saw me?"
The old patriarch was able to kill her easily at that time.
Xie Lao’s patriarch smiled bitterly. "It was my Xie Jia who broke his promise first. Do you expect me to destroy the body by killing people when nothing happened?"
Zong Yue’s honesty and stubbornness came from this.
If Xie Lao, the patriarch, had laid hands on her, she might not have died, but she didn’t have to be corrected like this.
Xie Jia’s grandparents and grandchildren have never been sorry for her. Now they teach her like a hand?
Xie Lao’s patriarch added, "When listening to Xie Yi’s novel, he was pleased with you, I thought to myself whether this matter would turn around. Now it seems that I expect too much from him."
"There is nothing serious about this since childhood. It is a rotten peach blossom family who respects him because of his noble status. Ordinary female practitioners worship him because he is stupid and ignorant, and refuses to let them mistake themselves. If they really put someone they like in front of him, he won’t even fight for it. "
Xie Lao patriarch looked at Zong Yue.
Zong Yue said lightly, "Xie Shaozong doesn’t know how to fight for Xie Lao’s patriarch, but it will be very"
Thank the old patriarch to hear her say that things didn’t turn around and sighed deeply.
Zong Yue said, "A hundred years of life is just a fleeting moment."
Xie Lao patriarch wondered at her.
Zong Yue said lightly with no expression, "I don’t lose this bet with the little patriarch, and the little patriarch doesn’t win, and I don’t want to correct this engagement again in the principle of the little patriarch."
Xie Lao asked, "Are you going to give up the celestial stone?"
Zong Yue said, "I’ll come back when the little patriarch falls."
Although the world is difficult, it is not as difficult as possible.
After Xie Yi’s death, she will come to get the last stone.
Thank the old patriarch sighed "so good"
"Thank you, Zong Yue."
Zong Yue held the sword without saying a word for a moment and then handed it to Xie Lao Patriarch, saying, "Little Patriarch, please help me change back this sword."
Thank old patriarch nature is not rejected.
Just as the old patriarch Jian was about to leave, Zong Yue suddenly stopped him "and so on"
"What’s the matter?" The old patriarch turned to look at her in surprise.
Zong Yue smiled. "Nothing is that my heart suddenly has a bad feeling."
And she alway trusted her intuition.
……
"Bad feeling? What does this mean? " The old patriarch rambled on to the residence at the back of Yinguangfeng Mountain.
Someone stopped him in the moonlight.