Chapter 217

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Blood spattered from the old woman's mouth, staining the blue veil red.

The old woman's body was hunched, almost lying on the ground.

Seeing this, the woman glanced at Ye Qingwu in horror, only to see that Ye Qingwu's eyes had no ripples, and there seemed to be thousands of murderous auras emerging, contradictory and mysterious, which made people extremely frightened.

With just one glance, the woman felt her eyes were burned by flames.

She put down her decision, looked away, stepped back several steps, and fell to the ground.

In the next moment, she felt liquid slipping down her cheeks.

The woman touched her eyes tremblingly, and felt the warm liquid. When she looked closely, it was blood!

The woman was suddenly panicked, and her body trembled unconsciously. She had never seen such a powerful woman. She knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Senior, I promise you, I promise you!"

"Bring my sister." A cold and indifferent voice sounded in their ears.

The woman answered again and again, she didn't dare to look at Ye Qingwu directly, and hurriedly dragged the old woman out of the way.

If she looked back at this moment, she would probably see Ye Qingwu's pale face, cold sweat profusely, and bright red blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

She raised her hand and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

She really has no spiritual power now, because they drugged her.

She uses mental power!
It's just that this body has not yet endured such a strong mental force, so it will backfire on her.

Thinking of the scene in the Colosseum that day, she couldn't help pursing her pale lips, her eyes flickering.

At that time, a picture kept repeating in her mind...

Stepping on the golden dragon, the red clothes are burning with flames, looking down at the world, killing all living beings!

A noisy voice came from her ear, which made her extremely irritable, and then it seemed that a force pried open her consciousness, and it emerged!

That is mental power!
She knew that what emerged at that time was only one in a thousand.

She had long suspected the identity of the 'Qingwu Shangxian' that her father said before leaving, but she couldn't prove it.

Now, she feels that she is definitely not the Qingwu Shangxian in the fairy world, as for what it is, it needs to be studied!

Chi Chi must know something, but he doesn't want to tell himself.

She calmed down her heart and slowly sat back on the bed, waiting for their arrival with Nangong Susu.

Sure enough, not long after, Nangong Susu ran in dressed in white, and didn't stop until she ran in front of Ye Qingwu.

"Sister, they didn't hurt you, did they?" Nangong Susu looked worried, and looked her left and right.

"Nothing." Ye Qing smiled charmingly.

At this moment, the two men who looked embarrassed outside the door lowered their postures, and their voices were indescribably respectful: "Senior, we will return your storage bags and other things."

When Nangong Susu heard the words, she was shocked but also a little unbelievable.

Nangong Susu asked her with eyes, 'what's going on? '.

Ye Qingwu didn't answer her question directly, but said in a flat tone: "Come in."

A woman with bloodshot eyes came in nervously and in a panic, followed by an old woman wearing a blood-stained blue veil.

Both of them looked terrified.

They were miserable. They thought they had captured a little girl similar to Chu Jinjin and wanted to squeeze her out, but they never expected that they would bring back an ancestor.

This little girl is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!
Women no longer want to see the eyes of this little girl, those eyes almost wiped her out.

Thinking of that look, why did she suddenly not remember what it was like?

Could it be possible to automatically destroy her memory ability?
The more I think about it, the more I feel that I have caused a big trouble!
I can no longer say little girl, just call ancestor!
"Ancestor?"

The woman thought about it, and called out all the 'ancestors' in her heart. After she finished speaking, she stammered: "No...no...predecessor!"

Nangong Susu was even more shocked. She looked sideways at Ye Qingwu and thought to herself, could it be that sister is really their ancestor?
But didn't my sister say that she was only a few dozen years older than me?
Could it be that her sister lied to her?

Ye Qingwu: "..."

She sighed softly in her heart, the strongest is the law of survival in this world.

She only heard her say: "Give me back my things."

"Okay." The woman agreed, offering a beautiful storage bag with both hands.

I saw her handing it in front of Nangong Susu, bending over, showing extreme respect.

Ye Qingwu: "..."

Nangong Susu: "..."

Ye Qingwu was ready to raise her hand to pick it up, and complained in her heart, what's the matter?
The woman seemed to realize that the atmosphere was weird, and her heart became even more frightened. She trembled a little: "Senior...senior, I am not qualified to hand this thing over to you, so your sister will hand it over to you!"

Ye Qing choked on her words.

Is this Qingrong Palace Mistress a little out of her mind?

Nangong Susu didn't care so much, picked up the storage bag with one hand, then handed it to Ye Qingwu, and said with a smile: "Sister, here you are."

Ye Qingwu took back the storage bag expressionlessly.

Ye Qingwu looked up at her and said, "Tell me the whole story about Chu Jinjin."

The woman avoided her gaze, did not dare to look at her directly, and lowered her head even lower.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Su Xiaomeng, the owner of Qingrong Palace. Qingrong Palace is a force in the Fallen Immortal Realm. It only accepts female disciples. Every 30 years, the most outstanding female disciples will be named saintesses. ...Marry with other forces and consolidate your position..."

"And the Chu Jinjin you mentioned was originally the No.60 sixth saint of our Qingrong Palace. Unexpectedly, she fell in love with a scholar a year ago, and then ran away a month ago!"

"I've been fortunate enough to cultivate her for so many years, and this is how she repays me!"

"Obviously knowing that the young master of Tumen asked to go through the eight yang and eight yin valleys with her, the name is: to cultivate feelings, now that she has run away, where can I find a substitute, even if there is a substitute, but the figure There is no half similar appearance!"

"so……"

Ye Qingwu answered, "So you've taken a fancy to me?"

With a 'plop', Su Xiaomeng knelt on the ground and wept pretendingly: "Senior, I offended Senior, please forgive me!"

"Okay, just be obedient." Ye Qingwu said helplessly.

"Thank you, senior!" Su Xiaomeng wept with joy, completely unable to tell that she was the head of a powerful force.

Ye Qingwu suddenly asked, "There will also be scholars in Fallen Immortal Realm?"

"Senior, don't you know about scholars? There is a sect in the Fallen Immortal Realm, the Scholar School. They are ignorant all day long, trying their best to hook up little girls and double cultivate with them, especially the fresh and refined ones from Qingrong Palace. My little girl!" When it came to the scholar school, Su Xiaomeng gritted her teeth, just like her reaction after being cheated by a heartless man.

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