Jiang Wan was still so scared that she trembled all over, holding her face with both hands and trembling. She felt scared when she thought of the flames that were coming to her face.

But the instinct of raising her to make her think: "Are you Cuiling's people? Bah, you are obviously robbers, and you are also uninvited. This is my family, mine!"

"Why don't I know, our Guangming Valley has changed our surname?"

With Jiang Wan's voice, a voice came from a high place.

Song Sheng looked up slightly and saw a man standing on the tree branch not far away.

Because of a distance, the branches of the poplar tree are lush and the other person's face is slim. He only knows that he is very tall and a little thin. He is wearing a black robe with wide sleeves. He is behind his right hand and slightly raised his left hand...

Song Sheng took a step back, held the blade, and then let go again.

The man was controlling a ball of flame with his left hand. The flame was so bright that it was white. It was so far away that he could feel the amazing heat.

Bai Yifeng whispered: "Sooner or later, we will be killed by the eldest lady of the Jiang family."

The man on the tree floated down, and was not angry because Jiang Wan raised his argument. He just bowed to the man who later resisted the fire for Song Sheng and the others, and said with a smile: "Fengzhen has met Senior Brother Ye, and Senior Brother Ye has such a majestic time. I haven't seen you for a few years. You have really changed a lot."

The person who came was Ye Mengran.

Ouyang Xue's use time was just around the corner, but the situation was complicated, so Ye Mengran naturally had to take over the overall situation.

Ye Mengran smiled first, then looked serious, shaking her sleeves, turning her head to kneel down to the poplar tree.

He looked solemn, bowing, bowing again, bowing three times.

"Thank you for your years of support, bless your disciples, and protect your ancestors."

After three bows, the man who came down from the tree claimed to be Fengzhen bowed and bowed.

Feng Zhen's eyes were gentle. He looked at Ye Mengran with a happy and gentle look. He laughed softly and said, "Actually, there is no need to come to worship. If our Shi Alliance does not make these false heads, if you are there, Shi Alliance's will will always exist. No matter where the guardian dies, the heroic spirit will remain forever."

He shook his head, "I have received the trust. Although the 'special path' is rare, we are here. Whenever the alliance needs it, we will try our best to get it for you. The desert is full of dangers and you have a great responsibility, so why do you have to go this trip?"

Ye Mengran blinked, but smiled and said, "This is not missing Fengzhen. Maybe it's not that I'll be here for a long time. Of course I have to come and see you if I have the chance."

"I will be buried here after I die. I hope my younger generations can come to see me more. I am afraid of loneliness."

Bongma suddenly laughed.

The two of them were about to enter the poplar forest while whispering their shoulders.

Jiang Wan stood up straight and suddenly raised her heel.

The dry grass on the ground sounded.

Ye Mengran and the others stopped and turned around. Seeing that Jiang Wan was about to stick to their backs, they were speechless, and raised their eyebrows and said, "This is our home, you, you, aren't finished yet?"

"You said it was yours, it was yours? Why?"

Jiang Wan gritted her teeth tightly and calmed down, "Minggu is, it was given to me by the old leader."

As soon as she said this, she knew it was wrong.

People in the world hate the Demon Sect, and she also hates the Demon Sect. Although the old leader is kind to her mother, it is actually inappropriate to say such words openly.

But now that things have come to this point, she refused to bow her head and raised her eyes and murmured, "I can't get in, can't get in... I'll burn it again."

Feng Zhen had no expression on his face, and suddenly raised his hand and a fire flashed out of his hand, shooting directly at Jiang Wan.

"ah!"

Jiang Wan was so scared that she changed her brilliance. When she looked up, she saw that her hair was getting fever. She rolled her eyes and fell to the ground with a bang.

Song Sheng and Bai Yifeng took two steps, took off their clothes and tried hard to hit Jiang Wan's head, but it didn't work at all. It took a long time until Jiang Wan's hair was burned out and then it gradually went out.

Jiang Wan fainted and was slapped again. When she woke up, she was about to faint again. She had not fainted yet. Her head was bare and she was crazy and she cried loudly. Just as the crying sound was about to come out, she saw Feng Zhen raising her hand again, and her voice immediately stopped abruptly.

Ye Mengran: "...Fengzhen, your temper has not changed for many years."

Feng Zhen smiled: "Let's go."

Jiang Wan was about to cry but not cry. She pursed her lips, reached out to touch her bare head, and felt very painful in her heart, and she was even more unwilling to accept it: "You said you wouldn't let someone enter. There was obviously someone in just now, so why can't Cuiling get in? "

“It’s really annoying.”

Feng Zhen suddenly lost her patience, "Are you a thief and a robber, and you deserve the name of Miss Cuiling?"

Having said that, Feng Zhen stopped and pondered, and indeed could not let her set fire at will.

They have a thousand ways to keep this guy out of the door, but no matter how good the formation is, it is based on poplar trees. If it continues to be fired, it will be impossible not to be destroyed.

"Forget it... tie it up."

Before the words of Fengzhen were finished, Song Sheng's mind tensed up instantly. With a rustling sound, countless vines emerged from the woods.

Song Sheng and Bai Yifeng didn't even have time to react, so they were hung to the treetops and vaguely heard Jiang Wan humming in his ears.

Bai Yifeng looked back and smiled bitterly: "Brothers, Lao Zhao, I am Bai Yifeng, I am sorry for you this time. I have been dragged down by me."

Lao Zhao is the manager of Xiuyu Villa. He has served Bai Yifeng and his family for decades. It has become a habit for his young master to live and die. He is just here, but the others, these in-laws of Xiuyu Villa and the friends Bai Yifeng made in the world, all of them have to ask for help from him and come to help him. Now they are in trouble. Even these relatives and friends are real friends, and their families are afraid that they will blame Xiuyu Villa.

"Why!"

Old Zhao sighed.

I had long heard that the eldest daughter of the Jiang family was a big disaster, but her father was a hero and righteous person in the world back then.

The Twelve Links of Wands sound like a sect of the underworld, but in fact there are countless living people. I don’t know how many miserable people who make a living on the river have received great grace from the Twelve Links of Wands.

These people have also owe that person a favor.

For Miss Jiang, even their young master, I feel embarrassed to ignore it.

Huh?

Lao Zhao suddenly found that Miss Jiang was not speaking. He glanced at him - the vines seemed to deliberately greet Jiang Wan's face. Her face was green now, and her mouth couldn't even be seen, and she was stuffed tightly.

“…”

Soon, they no longer had the intention to think about random things.

After walking countless times, the poplar forest, which was still unable to move, lit up the sparkling light of stars. It was dragged and pushed by the strongman who suddenly appeared and walked forward along the light. At most a moment, a huge door appeared in front of him.

Jiang Wan stared at a huge rock standing by the door and wrote a letter - "Minggu".

The handwriting is mottled, as if I have experienced countless winds, frosts, snows and rains. There seems to be a word in front of it, but I can't see it clearly.

arrive!

It's here.

Jiang Wan was actually a little moved. She thought about the place she had been thinking about for countless years, and the treasure land she had been thinking about was finally found.

The door opened, Jiang Wan struggled hard to look into the distance with great excitement. When she saw it, she was dumbfounded, joyful and excited. Although it was a little different, it was not what she imagined Minggu, but, however, it was worthy of Minggu!

There was rolling air conditioning everywhere inside the door, and ice was formed on all four walls, and the ice crystals were pure and crystal clear.

The night pearls are inlaid above, and at first glance, they are emitting a faint light.

The jade-paved avenue is extremely spacious, and can walk on four large carts drawn by twelve horses.

There were many people standing around the avenue. These people were wearing plain robes, wide robes and wide sleeves, and all had a good appearance.

Jiang Wan even felt that Brother Song Sheng was even better than them.

She admired Brother Song Sheng, and in her heart, Brother Song Sheng is of course the best, but even she felt this way.

Why are there so many people?

Jiang Wan frowned.

She guessed that someone might have occupied Minggu in advance, but she thought that there should be a small number of people. After all, such a treasure-hiding place is just a close relative, and most people are reluctant to disclose it.

Countless thoughts flashed through Jiang Wan's mind, it doesn't matter, as long as she goes out alive, Minggu will be hers after all, with more people than her, Jiang Wan is not afraid!

Suddenly the vocal music started.

Jiang Wan was shocked and saw that everyone around the Tao were quiet and stood solemnly.

The fog scattered and countless lights rose into the sky. When she looked closely, she saw a high platform made of white jade in front of her. There were countless jade steps on each layer of jade steps. Countless people played music and countless people danced.

The music is solemn and dignified, and the dance is magnificent.

Both musicians and dancers are obviously masters. With her knowledge, she also feels that everyone's attainments are comparable to everyone.

Jiang Wan narrowed her eyes and lowered her face. Cui Ling stood at the top of the platform with a distant look. She held the jade cup in her hand and gently flipped the jade cup, poured a glass of wine on the platform.

"The heaven and earth are ruthless, bloody and storm are surging, and the heroes of the Alliance sacrifice their lives to seek justice... Now they sacrifice with the heavens, and the heroes are there forever, and they shine with the sun and the moon!"

"The heroic spirit is forever!"

"The sun and the moon shine together!"

Everyone around him slowly knelt down, with a gentle and solemn expression.

Song Sheng was shocked and suspicious.

At this time, the group of them was dragged to the side of the avenue and stood behind these people. For some reason, they felt a great pressure and their bodies softened and knelt down.

Song Sheng didn't expect that he would kneel down.

It seemed that there was a special force that drove him, which made him dare not be at all presumptuous for a moment.
To be continued...