half demon glass

Chapter 768 Think about it carefully
I deliberately said in a very guiding light: "Even if she is not the Tushan clan, she must be from Empress Tushan. Li Yanzhi probably didn't tell you. His reincarnation was arranged by Empress Tushan."

"You said that in this world, besides us, who else can know Li Yanzhi's true identity, that he is your soul? And it is such a coincidence that he knows some of the hatred between us."

"Besides, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. The Golden Scroll is not hers at all, but was left by me in the Di human tribe more than 1000 years ago."

"The ancestors of the seven major human races, the Di Human Race and the Wu Qi Race, are inseparable from the curse in southern Xinjiang. You should know it to some extent. With so many coincidences added up, do you think it can still be a coincidence?"

"Furthermore, more than 1000 years ago, didn't I just want to break the curse of Southern Xinjiang, but you were crazy to stop me? Then I know a lot about the curse of Southern Xinjiang. Can I boldly doubt that this golden scroll The Book of Heaven must be something that cannot be given to others, right?"

After Qian Xianling said what she had said, she turned around and wanted to leave.

After hearing what I said, he had no choice but to stop where he was, staring into my eyes with his scrutinizing gaze, as if he wanted to see if I had lied to him.

After all, what I just said was so instructive that it was impossible for him not to hear it.

Although I hid many details, I told the truth, so how could I be afraid of his scrutinizing gaze?

Maybe in my eyes, I really couldn't see anything, and the amount of information I just said in my dialect was too great. He didn't dare to make any decisions on his own, even though he knew it for a while.

In the end, he only replied to me: "I understand what you mean. I will discuss with my brother how to deal with the Lady in White."

Don't look at Qian Xianling talking about "my brother" when he mentions Qian Xianjing now.

But I remember that in the only memory I recovered, his feelings for Qian Xianjing could be described as jealousy and hatred.

He hated that he was not a direct descendant and therefore did not receive the attention of Qian's father. He was even more jealous that Qian Xianjing was young and had easily won the position of high priest without fighting or grabbing.

Now that we are talking about a brother, calling him so affectionately, I just feel it is false.

The moment before he wanted to close the iron door, I still couldn't hold it back and said directly to him: "Qian Xianling, haven't you always hated him? Why, now that Southern Xinjiang is gone, he is still stepping on your head. Above all, you won’t fight for it?”

Qian Xianling didn't seem to think that I would suddenly mention this. He paused slightly with his hands closing the door, raised his head and glanced at me, but didn't give me any reply.

The heavy iron door slammed shut with a bang, completely cutting off my sight. At this moment, the stone room fell into silence again.

I've never been a peaceful person, so I couldn't just sit there and wait to die.

Although the spiritual power in my body is still sealed, I still have brute strength, right?
I looked left and right in this empty cell for a long time, almost searching the small cell upside down, just to find a weak spot. as an alternative route for your future escape.

However, this cell looks like it was hollowed out of the mountain. When you knock on every wall, there is not even an empty echo.

"No, I absolutely can't just sit there and wait to die!"

(End of this chapter)