Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 567
Mu Qingwan had tears in her eyes, but she didn't cry out. Looking at Zhan Changfeng, she stubbornly asked for an answer.

"Madam, have you misunderstood something? If you don't know who her father is, how can I know?" Zhan Changfeng had a premonition that the mirror had a family entanglement that was constantly being cut and messed up in this life. Pick a type?
Mu Qingwan seemed to have been drained of strength, she stared blankly at Zhan Changfeng, "Didn't you come here for Xiaobao?"

"I have some fate with her, so let's take a look."

"What fate?" Mu Qingwan became vigilant again, "You really don't know who her father is?"

Zhan Changfeng found that she was referring to "her father" and "her father" all the time, forbearance and fear, and then remembered the wild species in the mouths of those tribesmen, she kept her voice quiet and did not provoke her, "It is a future teacher and friend fate, don't think too much about it."

Mu Qingwan didn't have much idea of ​​the word "Fate", but seeing that she had a peculiarity and could even predict the future, she couldn't help guessing, "Are you a Wu Ling?"

The so-called fate is probably a word commonly used by ascetics. With its ambiguous and mysterious characteristics, it blurs out all the reasons or results that you don't want to explain, and gives people a very profound but not easy to ask too much pressure.

Ordinary people, if they heard her talking about fate, would immediately think that their daughter was going to be accepted as a disciple by the immortal, but Mu Qingwan was not.

Zhan Changfeng felt a cultural difference, and followed her words for now, "Yes."

Mu Qingwan was puzzled, "Where's your totem?"

Zhan Changfeng stretched out his hand, revealing the nine-pattern totem on his wrist.

"." Mu Qingwan was slightly annoyed, and began to see off the guests, "My place is small and I am not good enough for you. You can go to the oasis to have a look."

Zhan Changfeng wondered, "You don't want someone to teach your daughter totem and get rid of the present day?"

However, Mu Qingwan labeled her a liar, fearing that she would pester her again, and said clearly, "Why does the totem need to be taught? If you are sincere enough, you can always get the mercy of the Sun King, not to mention that you, an ordinary believer, dare to pretend to be a witch spirit." , I really can’t make people feel at ease, we are orphans and widows, there is nothing worthy of your concern, you can go to another place.”

The inside and outside of the words almost made it clear that she was asked to go to other places to cheat and deceive people.

"How do you know that I'm not a witch spirit?" Wu Ling first referred to the gods and people, and later the totem masters and tribal leaders were also called Wu Ling. It is understandable not to believe that she is a witch spirit. problem.

"I haven't seen the big world, but I'm not stupid." Mu Qingwan saw that she was someone with a totem, and her words could be regarded as respectful, but this time there was real disapproval, "The totem is supreme. No one will cover them for no reason, why do you hide it under the cloth? You say you are a witch spirit, but do you know that only witch spirits are qualified to repair the totem on the face, so that everyone can always look up at it?"

"I have never heard of a person who hides a totem can be a witch spirit." Mu Qingwan remembered that she had a relatively ordinary face when she was in the sand, although it has changed now, thinking about her unpredictable methods, she guessed She may be a witch spirit visiting in private server, she will change and can cover up the totem on her face.

But seeing her totem on her wrist, she knew she was not a real witch spirit.

Mu Qingwan thought that what she said was so heartfelt, and that the other party would leave in a panic when she was pointed out about such blasphemy totems and witch spirits, she couldn't help but see the gentle smile in her eyes, as if the holy gaze of the gods, and now she is the first to Panic.

"Well, I'm not a witch spirit, how are you doing?"

She can do whatever she wants.Mu Qingwan lowered her voice, without the slightest threat, "If a foreign totem comes to our tribe, we Wuling will definitely want to meet you."

Zhan Changfeng noticed that the customs in this world were different, so he didn't make things difficult for her, and said, "How dare I, a fake witch spirit, go to see the real witch spirit, but I will stay on the sand dune to the south for three days, you have difficulties You can come to me."

Seeing her standing up, Mu Qingwan stood up as if she was about to leave, but she didn't expect her to be so talkative.

At this time, heart-piercing cries came from the back room, Mu Qingwan thumped, and couldn't care about Zhan Changfeng anymore.

After thinking about it, Zhan Changfeng also paced and followed.

The toddler kept crying and didn't say anything when she asked her what was wrong, making Mu Qingwan so anxious.

The true spirit of the mirror is complete, and it will not awaken the true spirit and restore the memory of the past life until the cultivation of the Tao is successful, but the reincarnation of the powerful is usually born with a peculiarity, and cannot be theorized in the usual way. Zhan Changfeng is not sure. She suddenly called her master, Is it unintentional, or is Mingming aware of something.

"Show me."

Mu Qingwan was busy comforting the child and didn't pay attention to Zhan Changfeng's words, but the child gradually stopped sobbing and looked at her with round eyes.

Mu Qingwan came to her senses and felt a little uncomfortable. Is this little guy raised so big for nothing? It doesn't work if he coaxes him, but he will be happy just by standing there.

"Why is Xiaobao crying? Did you have a nightmare?" Mu Qingwan wiped the tears off her face.

The child sniffed, confused and panicked, "There are a lot of people outside the door."

Mu Qingwan paused, her face was a little stiff, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

She looked at Zhan Changfeng as if asking for help, Xiaobao seemed to be able to see something that ordinary people couldn't see, this...
Zhan Changfeng knew whether there was anyone outside the door, but she didn't immediately deny it, but asked, "What are those people doing?"

"They came in, took knives, and killed the mother and the baby. The fire was so big." The child burped, and finished speaking in a twitch.

"It must be a nightmare." Mu Qingwan hugged her distressedly and patted her on the back lightly.

Zhan Changfeng was taken aback, she stretched out her spiritual consciousness, and fed back all the movements in a radius of a hundred miles, and suddenly felt a group of people resting behind the desert ten miles away from the oasis.

Into the night
A dozen or so people quietly entered the dilapidated housing area, sneaked into the house with portraits and rummaged through them, and finally locked on Mu Qingwan's house, killed one big and one small in their sleep neatly, and set fire to the house. Dust away.

The flames woke up the dilapidated housing area, and lights lit up in the oasis next to it. Some guards frowned and rushed over to ask the nearby people to help put out the fire.

Everyone symbolically poured a few buckets and then they didn't water it. Water is precious, so how can it be wasted if you use a little less.

"There's no sound inside, I'm afraid it's already gone."

"Okay, how could it catch fire, cut yourself off?"

"What a pity, alas."

Behind the high sand dunes two miles south of the dilapidated housing area, Mu Qingwan looked at the flames over there with lingering fear, and hugged the child tightly at a loss.

"Unexpectedly, it's the same as what Xiaobao said." She looked at Zhan Changfeng gratefully, if she hadn't used that magical method to conjure people like her mother and daughter, they would have been killed.

Zhan Changfeng is also looking at her. Although she is a mother, she may not even look like a double ten. "May I ask, they seem to be targeting you specifically. Have you offended anyone?"

Mu Qingwan shook her head, "I have lived here since I was a child, and I have never had a life-or-death feud with anyone."

"What about your family?"

Mu Qingwan looked in the direction of the oasis, and said bitterly, "I used to be Wu Ling's daughter, but I couldn't repair the totem, and because I was pregnant with Xiaobao. Now my family only has Xiaobao."

Zhan Changfeng was thoughtful, "Who is her father?"

The air was silent, and Mu Qingwan's heart was numb, probably because she had answered this question too many times, and was ridiculed and suspected too many times, and she couldn't arouse any emotions when she said it again, "She doesn't have a father, and I don't know how she got pregnant. "

(End of this chapter)