"I've seen Senior Saint Aunt."

Outside the Nuwa Temple, Ye Fan and his party finally met Anu's biological mother, the saint of Bai Miao tribe, Ming Yuanqing.

I have to admit that the Saint Gu is an attractive woman, and she can vaguely tell that she is somewhat similar to Anu. Of course, this is under the premise of ignoring Anu's quirky temperament.

"Mother, the princess and the others are planning to visit the Nuwa Temple. Look?" Aside, Anu held the Holy Aunt's arm and talked with her affectionately. After examining Ye Fan for a few glances, the latter turned his eyes to Zhao Ling'er: "Ling'er, you are finally back."

As he said that, he nodded to Ye Fan and said, "This is Mr. Ye, thank you for escorting Ling'er back to Nanzhao."

"It should be," Ye Fan touched his nose with guilt, as if... It seemed that the Holy Gu would not have guessed that he had revealed Anu's life experience to the Jiujianxian. If he really knew, he would probably not be so polite now.

Looking at the smiling face of the Holy Aunt, Ye Fan couldn't help but shiver and secretly prayed that the Jiujianxian should not talk too much and sell himself.

"Not only that, Brother Ye is amazing!" Anu was unaware of it, but proudly introduced to his mother: "Mom, don't you know that the heavy rain was done by Brother Ye."

"What!"

Suddenly, the Holy Aunt was finally moved: "Anu, why didn't you tell me such an important thing earlier!"

As he said that, he turned his head and bowed to Ye Fan, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Ye, for your help. On behalf of the people of Nanzhao, I would like to thank you. I don't know if the water spirit bead is in the hands of the young master."

Ye Fan nodded, not concealing the fact that he had the Five Spirit Pearls: "Yes, not only the Water Spirit Pearls, but also the other four Spirit Pearls have been collected at this moment."

Not to mention the relationship between the Saint Aunt and Zhao Linger, just with Anu, the big mouth will sooner or later know about this matter. It is better to be more frank to avoid being disgusted by others.

"So...it seems that everything is God's will."

Upon hearing this, the Holy Aunt did not act out of any extreme behavior, but nodded and said, "You are planning to enter this Nuwa Temple, follow me." As she said that, she turned around and entered the temple behind her.

From a distance, the entire Nuwa Temple is just a very wide white square house with several layers of wide steps and several arches. Under the reflection of the blue sky, the white walls and tiles appear pure and outspoken.

Ye Fan nodded slightly and entered the temple with Zhao Ling'er.

The temple is quite dark, and there is nothing else in the temple except the statue of the god as tall as a real person. The entire statue stands on the jade platform, surrounded by exquisite jade railings.

However, these railings could not play a role in blocking. Seeing that the Holy Aunt had no intention of blocking, Ye Fan held Zhao Ling'er's hand, jumped gently, and stepped over.

Ye Fan knew that the statue in front of him was actually the Queen of Witch himself.

Ten years ago, the water monsters raged on the earth. In order to save the people, the witch died with them. The water monster was sealed by petrification. In order to suppress the water monster, the witch exhausted its power and turned into a stone statue. It drifted back to Dali with the flood and was finally caught by the Bai Miao people.

The Bai Miao people worshipped the stone statue as the statue of Nuwa near the altar, and established the Nuwa Temple here.

As the two of them approached, the whole statue seemed to have come alive. The faint sorrow between the eyebrows seemed to have changed in this moment!

Under the gaze of everyone, the statue's lips opened and closed, and a soft and gentle female voice came out: "Ling'er, my daughter, are you here?"

"Mother..."

Hearing this familiar shout, Zhao Ling'er's tears suddenly burst out like a dam, pouring down, and she said in a lost voice: "Mother, Ling'er misses you so much."

"My daughter, come here, I have something to say to you." The expression on the stone statue's face did not change, but everyone present seemed to be able to feel the deep attachment and reluctance in the stone statue.

Seeing this, Ye Fan had to stand silently aside and leave this precious time to Zhao Linger and his daughter.

After a while, the stone statue returned to peace, and turned its attention to Ye Fan and said, "Young man, are you the husband chosen by Ling'er?"

What's going on...

Ye Fan was stunned and turned to look at Zhao Ling'er. The latter looked tearful. Although he was a little surprised by the words of the Witch Queen, he did not mean anything to refute.

Well, now, even though Ye Fan is not clear about the situation, he still understands what Zhao Linger means.

"Ahem, I've met my mother-in-law."

As soon as this said, Zhao Ling'er couldn't help but blush, and the stone statue next to her continued, "Ye Fan, I asked you, do you really love Ling'er?"

The statue asked again, "Even if...she is not a human?"

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Ling'er is a descendant of Nuwa, so of course it is different from mortals."

Although there was no expression on the face of the statue and no intention was visible, the sound from the body was already a little relieved, and said, "Okay, very good. Although your origin is mysterious, I can still feel that you are not from this world, right?"

Ye Fan smiled bitterly. It seemed that his mother-in-law was indeed a bit amazing... She could guess what even the Sword Saint could not see. Could it be that this was the special ability of the Nuwa clan?

Before Ye Fan could answer, the statue said again: "Ye Fan, I ask you if you would like to help me do something."

"Can you go back ten years ago?" Ye Fan said curiously.

"It seems that you already know that you are a foreigner. Not bad, because your arrival is confused, this world may have new possibilities, so go..."

With this sentence out, the next moment, the boundless darkness had wrapped Ye Fan.

"Returning to the Soul Immortal Dream" is a magical magic that can only be used by Nuwa descendants, and can bring anyone back to a certain moment in the past.

Although it looks a bit similar to the legendary "Shike in Time and Space" type of spell, Ye Fan is sure that this matter is by no means that simple.

Moreover, from the original work, the person who went back ten years ago was obviously Li Xiaoyao, but now he has become Ye Fan. If he really traveled through time, it would have become a paradox.

Of course, Ye Fan was too lazy to think about these brain-hard questions. After all, he had even done more than once to travel to different planes, so how could he be curious about such small things?

The scenery in front of you is almost the same outside Dali City, with the same blue sky and the same ups and downs... However, the green on the ground is different from the desolate outside Dali City, and a discerning person can tell the difference at a glance.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Ye Fan nodded secretly: "It seems that this may be ten years ago..."

At this time, a sweet voice came from behind: "Hey, who are you? I'm just walking around here."

Ye Fan turned around and saw that it was a woman who was 70% or 80% similar to Anu. He immediately smiled and said, "Girl, who are you?"

"My name is Aman," the woman said with a smile: "Hehe... This Han brother, if you want to have a private meeting with your love sister, why do you have to sneak out of the city? If you are caught, will your life be unsafe?"

"really……"

Hearing the woman's self-reported name, Ye Fan nodded at the woman who claimed to be "Aman": "Thank you for telling me."

Suddenly, on the road ahead, three black-clothed men rushed from afar, each holding a scimitar with his eyes showing fierce light.

Seeing this, Aman's face changed and exclaimed: Someone is coming in front of him, be careful not to stay outside the city!" As she said that, she skillfully crawled into the woods and soon disappeared.

The three black-miao warriors were all skillful and had thick muscles and bones, so they should be masters of horizontal practice. When the three of them rushed past Ye Fan with their swords, they glared at him fiercely.

However, they seemed to be eager to pursue others and did not attack Ye Fan.

Seeing this, Ye Fan's heart moved and used his body method. His whole body turned into a breeze, quietly adorning behind the three of them, watching the changes.

Soon, the target pursued by these three black-miao warriors had already appeared in Ye Fan's vision. The three of them whistled in unison, and they had already raised their bodies with their toes. They crossed dozens of feet in a row with their light skills, stood in three places, surrounding the other two people in the center.

The three black-miao warriors were chasing each other in an urgent manner, an old woman and a little girl!

The old woman was wearing brocade clothes, short, fat and ugly, but she was already injured everywhere, and she still tried hard to protect the little girl. The little girl was as beautiful as her pink and jade-carved. She was so beautiful that she was indescribable. Her bright eyes were full of light, and she was only innocent fear at this time. She hugged the old woman's neck tightly and did not dare to let go.

This familiar scene made Ye Fan instantly understand the identities of both sides - he was probably just in time to catch up with the pursuers who came to chase Grandma Jiang and Zhao Linger when he was young.

Grandma Jiang seemed to be not at ease at this moment, but she was not afraid on her face and shouted: "Bold, who sent you here?"

One of the black-miao warriors waved his sword and made a clear sound of cracking the air, saying coldly: "According to the order of the leader, all the queen's accomplices will be killed without any regard for!"

Grandma Jiang sneered: Master! Master! Do you still have the Witch King in your eyes? He didn’t even let the little princess go?

The black-miao warrior laughed and said, "Hahaha! This is the will issued by the Witch King himself!"

"What? The Witch King..." The old woman was shocked.

Zhao Ling'er held the old woman, her eyes were filled with tears, but she tried hard to hold back her tears and looked at everyone with a strong desire.

The Black Miao Gushi said, "Your Majesty has issued an order to punish you, the group of demonic women who are witches, to save the Black Miao people! You witch, accept your fate when you die!"

Grandma Jiang's face turned black and she sneered: "Hmph! Your bullshit leader is the monster. You don't believe in Empress Witch, but you actually believe in the lies of the demon man Baiyue!"

The Black Miao soldier shouted angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, you know who the demon is! Go ahead and chop off the head of this shrew!"

The three of them used their swords at the same time, and three bright Miao swords killed the old woman from three directions. The old woman's injuries were so serious that it was difficult to support her, let alone dealing with the three warriors, she seemed to have the fate of dying under the knife.

Suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air came, and three muffled sounds of "puff puff puff puff" were heard. The three black Miao soldiers holding Miao swords slowly released the Miao swords tightly as if they had lost their strength, and their bodies also fell to the ground slanted.
Chapter completed!