The quiet water prison of the Qingqiu Fox tribe, the dark water splashes, are shining with thin light.

Linlang looked peaceful, lying in the quiet water, with a gentle smile on her lips, she remembered the past, in the Tianshan Colored Treasure and beside the ancestral water.

Several eyes stared in the darkness, and a few sighs came after a long time. The clan elder couldn't bear it after all, and his tone disappeared and asked sternly, and he asked softly:

"Linlang, you have never told us who he is.

Now we just want to ask, does he know your situation will come?"

Linlang's eyes shaking, and her nose was sore and surging. She remembered Zhao Wujiang, who was still as gentle as jade when she was dying. She imitated Zhao Wujiang's gentle smile and smiled:

"I'll go with him."

The sigh in the darkness became heavier, and the clan elder said softly:

"Linlang, you must live well and reshape the demon pill."

Linlang didn't answer.

The clan elders continued to say:

"Otherwise, you won't live long, maybe it's only one or two years..."

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"Maybe, less, only one or two months to live."

The Taoist holding a bronze oil lamp, with white hair, his eyebrows and eyes lowered, staring at the faint and dim candlelight, his eyes became increasingly turbid and swaying. He comforted the silly disciple beside him with a sad face:

“Master, I have lived enough.

In the secret world, I have lived for hundreds of years."

"Master..." The Taoist nun with a stunning appearance and a beautiful demeanor, pursed her red lips tightly, and the mist in her eyes was filled with water.

"Don't cry." The old Taoist looked stern, but his eyebrows were still doting and gentle:

"When Zhao Wujiang died, you cried.

Leaving that world, you cry.

Now that the master is not dead, you are about to cry again.

You are the future leader of the Human Sect, and you will not shed tears easily."

"I'm not a man..." The Taoist nun wiped the corners of her eyes, and her voice was muffled.

"But you are my Zhang Lindao's closed disciple!" The old Taoist coughed, his eyes twitched slightly, as if he was suffering a huge pain. His face narrowed and he smiled gently at his silly disciple Yang Miaozhen:

"It has been a year, and nearly a hundred years have passed since that secret world. Do you still remember what Master told you?"

Yang Miaozhen nodded with a pursed lips.

Zhang Lindao still gave in earnest instructions and talked:

"One, lead the disciples to the Middle Earth Divine Realm to look for protection of the Tianzong! Master, I have discussed with my senior brother, and my senior brother has also agreed to me and will protect you to reach the peak of the Venerable!

Within two or four years, that is, the secret world has been around for about five hundred years. You must, you must, you must go back there. There is your final fortune, and the master made countless tricks. What you have learned for you is the key to becoming the supreme!

3. In the future, no matter at any time, you will be allowed to go on the path before the master, do not plot against people's hearts, and do not spy on the secrets of heaven!

Did you remember?"

Yang Miaozhen, who knew that Master Zhang Lindao was explaining the funeral, was tearful and nodded with a sad face under the master's gaze.

"Go." Zhang Lindao waved his hand, and the oil lamp in his palm swayed, as if it was about to go out.

A sky-green talisman with complex inscriptions was wafting towards Yang Miaozhen, and Zhang Lindao's voice was hoarse and low:

"Leave it to Xiao Nianxia."

Yang Miaozhen took the talisman and suddenly the tip of her nose became more sour and she couldn't help but snorted, all of which were crying.

She also has this talisman, which is one of the few lifespans that the master used to exchange his life for life and forcibly carved with seals. In order to protect his juniors, he was to protect his master and his descendants.

She wanted to say something, but in the dim candlelight in front of her, she appeared outside the door of the secret room. Her red lips trembled and she cried.

In the secret room, it was extremely dark, with only a faint candlelight, outlining Zhang Lindao's increasingly hunched and old body.

He could have lived for another two or three years, and even as long as he broke through to the supreme realm before his life was exhausted, everything would wither and live for tens of thousands of years.

But in the end, he exchanged his remaining half of his life for a lifetime.

He is a baby girl, called Xiao Nianxia, ​​and his natal is Zhao Nianxia.
Chapter completed!