Ye Xiaotian said: "Miss Ning'er, do you still remember the family you saw when you were going up the mountain that day, right? The little girl standing in the car."

Zhan Ning'er said, "Remember, isn't your daughter?"

Ye Xiaotian was suffocated, and he finally tasted the consequences of lying. Unless you don’t have any contact with this person again, you will use countless lies to help it, until one day you will never be able to make it clear.

Ye Xiaotian said with a tough bullet: "This..., that girl is actually not my daughter..."

Zhan Ning'er looked "It's true" and Ye Xiaotian sighed, "But... I wasn't considered lying, because I planned to marry her godmother. If that's the case, it would not be an exaggeration to say that she is my daughter."

Zhan Ning'er frowned: "Her godmother?"

Ye Xiaotian said: "It's the woman who is with her."

Zhan Ning'er said: "The more I listened, the more confused I became. What's going on?"

Ye Xiaotian said with a bitter face: "This matter is a long story..."

Zhan Ning'er smiled and said, "Do you think I will be fooled by you this time? OK, I will listen to it no matter how long it is. If you don't say it carefully and understand, I will hand you over to them and never interfere."

After Zhan Ning'er said that, she turned around and left, and then lightly piled up another sentence of what he couldn't understand at all. Of course, this sentence was not for him to listen to. Then the seedlings threatened with sharp spears and signaled them to follow.

Ye Xiaotian, Hua Yunfei, and Mao Wenzhi became the prisoners of others. They escorted their captive Xing Erzhu, followed not far behind Zhan Ning'er, and were escorted by a group of highly vigilant seedlings, walking through the dense primitive forest.

A rugged mountain path gradually appeared in front of him, and he walked along the path east and west for a while. The straight and tall spruce trees suddenly replaced the scene of intertwined heights and vines, and golden sunlight sprouted in from the gaps of the spruce in groups. It was reflected on the green grass, and its feelings were like a dream.

They walked towards the spruce trees, as if they were about to walk into the golden sunshine. The width of the spruce trees was only more than a hundred meters. When they walked out, they saw a huge valley. A green and green lake water, and the misty waves on the lake were misty.

At the end of the lake is a waterfall with a huge drop. You can hear the huge roar of the waterfall from afar. The waterfall hangs between two red and yellow cliffs, like a pure white and flawless shiny washing and hanging down. The vast waves of smoke are the fog that surges from hundreds of meters high. The fog forms a colorful rainbow bridge in the air under the refraction of the sun.

The Colorful Rainbow Bridge was half bent in the air. Under the rainbow bridge and above the cliff, there was a magnificent palace. From a distance, through the misty mist, you could see the tall and straight stone pillars and the solemn stone steps extending upward along the cliff.

At the end of the stone steps, under the rainbow is a rectangular tall building, with a completely different style from traditional Chinese architecture. On the huge stone building, there are rows of magnificent doors or windows decorated with vaults, and at the top are towering towering towers. At the top of the hall is a circular vault.

Ye Xiaotian widened his eyes and looked at the unbelievable scene in surprise.

A miracle is simply a miracle!

The life these seedlings live is almost the same as eating raw meat and drinking blood. They don’t even have a decent piece of clothing, but they are just digging such a magnificent and huge stone palace in the deep mountains and forests and cliffs!

Maybe... this is not the palace they built, but they were discovered by chance. But... who built such a palace here? It has been rarely visited here for thousands of years, and only these seedlings have lived here for generations. Who can use such a huge amount of manpower and material resources to build such a temple here? It can't be Chiyou in ancient myths and legends.

However... Ye Xiaotian looked at the temple. There was always a vague sense of familiarity. It seemed that he had seen buildings with similar styles or similarities at a certain point, but he could not remember them for a moment.

Zhan Ning'er seemed to feel the shock of Ye Xiaotian and others, or she knew that Ye Xiaotian and others suddenly discovered such a sacred temple in the deep mountains, and she would definitely feel extremely shocked. She suddenly looked back and smiled, and said proudly: "It is the palace of the Gu God, and the God servant lives there. You don't have to doubt that this palace was built by our Miao ancestors."

Ye Xiaotian said dumbfoundedly: "Ancestor of the Miao people? Then...when did it happen?"

Zhan Ning'er said: "I can't calculate this, but since the first generation of God-Esteem Master built this temple, it has been passed down forty-seven generations. This temple has been around for more than a thousand years."

Ye Xiaotian and Hua Yunfei looked at each other in horror. Mao Wenzhi looked at the magnificent huge stone palace with the entire cliff as the base, and said in a very confident tone: "There must be treasures!"

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Ye Xiaotian thought Zhan Ning'er would take them to the shocking temple, but they stopped in a thatched hut area. The vegetation here is relatively low, and some thatched huts are built scattered on this land, which is the residence of the seedlings.

Ye Xiaotian and others were taken into a relatively spacious room, which seemed to be used as a gathering of tribesmen. It was made of thick wood, and the style was simple and simple.

Zhan Ning'er sat on a large chair made of huge logs and integrated without wedges and rivets. Her body was slightly tilted, her right knee against the thick and thick handrail, gently stroked her chin, and said to Ye Xiaotian: "Okay, now you can say it!"

Ye Xiaotian sighed, knowing that this time he could no longer hide it, so he told Zhan Ning'er how he left the capital, how he arrived in Jingzhou, how he left with Shui Wu and Leyao, and even fell into Huxian but accidentally became a classic history.

Zhan Ning'er laughed and sometimes focused on her attention. Ye Xiaotian's experience was tortuous and exciting. It was really a fascinating story for her.

Ye Xiaotian kept saying that he had come to Tongren from Dian Shiren to fake death and went to death, and said pitifully: "Is there water? I'm thirsty."

Zhan Ning'er said a few words to a seedling, and the man took a bamboo tube from his waist and handed it to Ye Xiaotian. Ye Xiaotian pulled out the plug and fed it with water. Zhan Ning'er said, "Your experience sounds really bizarre, but if you can make it so perfect in a moment, I don't believe it. I believe you are telling the truth this time. You ran out of the capital from afar and suffered a lot."

Ye Xiaotian sighed and smiled bitterly: "I came from the Tang Dynasty in the East and went to the West to propose marriage. I naturally had to go through eighty-one difficulties along the way. Only then did I achieve the right result."

Zhan Ning'er had never read "The Legend of the Eyes of Journey to the West" and did not understand Ye Xiaotian's witty words. If Le Yao was here, he would definitely laugh out loud. Zhan Ning'er said, "So what happened to you when you arrived in Tongren? Why did you come here again?"

Ye Xiaotian said: "I was about to say this, but I would like to ask for your help."

Zhan Ning'er thought of the part that he had mentioned about his experience. Every time he called him for a fierce attack, he was used by him in the end. He was very embarrassed and annoyed. He immediately decided: "No matter what you say, I will never help this time!"

Ye Xiaotian brought him to Tongren again, how did he encounter Xue's father interfering, how did he come to the door on rainy days? When he returned, he said it again when he found Le Yao being ridiculed by strangely, and then said sincerely: "Miss Ning'er, that girl has a bad fate, it's really pitiful. I think you have a close relationship with these seedlings, so I have to ask you for more help."

Zhan Ning'er couldn't help feeling pity when she heard this and responded readily: "Okay!" She called a Shengmiao and said to him. The Shengmiao nodded. She patted her chest and said something, and then quickly left. Zhan Ning'er comforted Ye Xiaotian and said, "Don't worry, this is their territory. As long as those two people have not left their territory, they will definitely find it out."

Ye Xiaotian was dry and said, and for this sentence, he hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you Miss Ning'er!"

Zhan Ning'er was stunned. Hey? I just said I wouldn't help him, why did I agree so happily again? At this time, a man's voice outside the hall sounded leisurely: "Cousin, I heard that an outsider broke into this place. Did you catch me?"

With the sound, An Nantian walked in suddenly. When he saw Ye Xiaotian, An Nantian was stunned: "Ai Dianshi, why... why did you... come here?"

Ye Xiaotian looked at An Nantian and his face gradually collapsed. An Nantian said unhappily: "Ai Dianshi, what expression do you have? Why is An so unpopular?"

Ye Xiaotian smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master An misunderstood. I just thought about it. I wanted to say what I said to Miss Ning'er from beginning to end, and I felt a headache."

An Nantian looked at Zhan Ning'er and said strangely: "Cousin, what did he say to you? Why did he have a headache when he said to me?"

Zhan Ning'er laughed out loud, stood up and said, "I'm too lazy to talk, let him tell you."

Zhan Ning'er stood up and walked out, stopped when she walked to Ye Xiaotian and said, "You are waiting here. Once there is news, I will tell you."

Ye Xiaotian just picked up his fists and before he could salute, he heard a voice from outside. The man was talking about Miaoyu. Ye Xiaotian couldn't understand, but when he heard the tone, he seemed to have a sarcastic feeling. Ye Xiaotian noticed that Zhan Ning'er and An Nantian's faces immediately sank.

"Elder Gegevo, he is my friend, not a spy!"

Zhan Ning'er said in a deep voice to the outside of the hall that her words were said in Chinese, with a hard tone and extremely unhappy.

A person slowly walked in from outside the hall. This man was different from an ordinary Miao warrior. He was wearing a black robe, which looked a bit like a "one-mouth bell". There was a silver insect-shaped ornament hanging on his chest. When Ye Xiaotian saw his appearance, his mind suddenly flashed like a flash of lightning. He suddenly understood why he felt a familiar feeling when he saw the magnificent temple...

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