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Chapter 2847 disfigurement

Lin Hao said with emotion, but saw the thin Taoist priest hearing the four words "Nine-level Beast King" and suddenly his face changed slightly, as if he was very reluctant to hear these words, and immediately became a little dazed and a little lost.

Lin Hao looked at him in confusion, but didn't care. He continued to ask: "Brother Dao, with your cultivation and Brother Jin Guang, even if you have a hundred years, you shouldn't be old enough, but why are you two now..." "Oh, this matter has been a long story."

The thin Taoist priest waved his hand and stroked the long white beard on his chin. He seemed to not want to be questioned by Lin Hao anymore, so he turned to Lin Hao and asked: "By the way, you haven't said yet, how did you know that I'm waiting in this forbidden abyss?"

The thin Taoist priest asked this question, and Shangguan Wan'er, wearing a rough mask, couldn't help but look at Lin Hao, as if she was also very curious about this question.

Lin Hao answered truthfully and told the story about the King of the Flying Eagle Realm. When he heard that the King of the Flying Eagle Realm had seen her Shangguan Wan'er on the River Styx, Shangguan Wan'er immediately remembered something. At the same time, he raised his hand and touched the extremely rough and ugly mask on his face. The mask was extremely large, almost two or three people's heads, and was worn on her face, which tightly covered her originally fairy-like pretty face.

Seeing this, Lin Hao couldn't help but ask Shangguan Wan'er why she was wearing this extremely scary mask, but Shangguan Wan'er suddenly fell silent. It was not until the thin Taoist priest sighed that he told the story of what Shangguan Wan'er had experienced thirty years ago.

But it means that the abyss storm, like the wind wall, is also like the River Styx, dissipating every thousand years and slowing every hundred years.

And in the storm, there is something called Feng Ling, which is a healing medicine, but it is hard to find forever. There are only some classics on the painting world that have the legend of Feng Ling, but no one has ever seen the real thing.

Shangguan Wan'er happened to encounter the once-in-a-century slowdown period of the storm, and she broke into the storm alone, trying to find the legendary Feng Ling in it to cure her sister Shangguan Zhilan.

When it comes to Shangguan Wan'er, the thin Taoist priest inevitably talked about Shangguan Zhilan.

However, since they were inexplicably swallowed by space and sucked into the abyss of the forbidden area, Shangguan Zhilan was seriously injured by dying, and the female elder of the Shangguan family also fell at that time.

In order to delay Shangguan Zhilan's injury and to save her, the thin Taoist priest and Jin Guang master used their life source, that is, the vitality in their body, to forcibly suppress Shangguan Zhilan's injury at the cost of life.

It is also because of this that the thin Taoist priest and the Golden Light Master were exhausted too much, so they became so old so quickly. Their original life span was at least cut in half! Of course, Shangguan Wan'er also participated, but her cultivation qualifications were better than those of the Thin Taoist priest and the Golden Light Master. Later, she broke through from the Realm of the World War Realm to the Realm of the World General, so she looked so young at this time, not as old as these two people.

However, the three of them spent such a heavy price, but they only temporarily delayed Shangguan Zhilan's injury. Once the injuries in Shangguan Zhilan's body broke out, they would be really unable to make up for the truth. Therefore, after suppressing Shangguan Zhilan's injury, the three of them worked together to seal Shangguan Zhilan's entire person.

Until now, Shangguan Zhilan has been sealed in the back mountain of the village for more than a hundred years and has never seen the light of the sky again! "At that time, Wan'er had just broken through the realm of the realm, and the storm of the abyss weakened, so she did not listen to our dissuasion and went deep into the abyss storm alone to find the legendary healing holy medicine Feng Ling to cure her sister's injuries."

"That time, she did successfully cross the Abyss Storm, but she found nothing in the Abyss Storm. The slowing period of the Abyss Storm is different from the Low Tide Period of the Styx. The Low Tide of the River Styx is often more than a year, but the Abyss Storm will only slow down for several days each time."

"So, she did cross the Abyss Storm and went to the edge of the Styx River. She did see a realm king who wanted to rescue her from the abyss. However, the realm king was unable to completely cross the Styx River at that time, and the abyss storm was also instantly gone. This girl was swept up by the Abyss Storm, and her face was cut by a void crack in the abyss storm."

Shangguan Wan'er sighed, caught the thin Taoist priest's words, and sighed: "It's a blessing to not die in the abyss storm!"

After saying that, she hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand to put it on the mask on her face: "Brother Lin Hao, do you want to see my face now?"

Shangguan Wan'er looked at Lin Hao with a complicated look. She thought that back then, she had also revealed the meaning between men and women to Lin Hao, but in the blink of an eye, she was already a woman over a hundred years old, and her original appearance was disfigured.

Lin Hao looked at Shangguan Wan'er, clenched his fists slightly with both hands, and nodded at her.

Shangguan Wan'er seemed to have made great determination, let out a heavy breath, slowly lifting the mask on her face. When the ugly mask was taken off, immediately, a face with a big knife that looked like it was slashed from her forehead to her chin, and her flesh-skin turned outward appeared in front of Lin Hao.

The place that was not cut by the crack in the void was still as white as before, and you could vaguely see the appearance of this face when it was so beautiful before. However, the sudden huge blade seemed to tear apart Shangguan Wan'er's head. It made people feel that their scalp exploded at first glance, and even a sense of fear rose in their hearts! "This!"

Lin Haoli was moved at the time. This level of disfiguration was not just disfigured, but it directly destroyed Shangguan Wan'er! No wonder, since Shangguan Wan'er appeared, he always felt that Shangguan Wan'er had a dusk aura. She obviously looked much younger than the thin Taoist priests, but the dusk aura on her body was far more than that on the thin Taoist priests! But it turned out that she was already full of despair about her life. Because of this disfigured face, she felt that no matter how much she practiced, she could not escape the nightmare and misery brought by this face. Therefore, how could she still have hope?
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