After cultivating immortals, she became the darling of heaven

Chapter 539

It was unheard of that the Chaos Orb actually recognized the owner of a cat, but it didn't matter, the Chaos Orb would eventually fall into his hands.

Seeing that the little white cat's aura was getting weaker and weaker, he decided to forcibly disembowel the cat to extract the beads.

Is she dying?
The feeling of suffocation is really uncomfortable, she is very unwilling to die in Gong Wujiang's hands so aggrieved.

Just as Gong Wujiang was making his move, a blue light suddenly appeared.

He was shocked immediately, and was sent flying backwards by the blue light.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the outstretched hand was blurred with blood, and the bones were deep.

How could this be?
How could he not be angry when he was about to succeed but fell short?

"My lord, what happened?"

Gong Wujiang kicked the half-dead little white cat roughly, straightened his sleeves, looked out the door and said, "It's all right, let's go."

The white cat lying on the ground was wrapped in blue light and suddenly disappeared.

When Gong Wujiang turned his head, he was startled, and immediately waved his hand to seal all the doors and windows of the entire palace with spiritual power.

With a point between Gong Wujiang's fingers, his eyes glowed with golden light, and he used the search technique to search inside the house.

Every inch of land in the room could not escape his eyes.

The white cat seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, without a trace of it.

Gong Wujiang pushed open the door and asked, "Did you see anything walking out of the room?"

Seeing Gong Wujiang's gloomy face, the two maidservants guarding the door expressed uneasiness and said, "Go back to Palace Master, this servant didn't see anything escaping from the house."

Damn!

It was a great shame that a little beast disappeared in front of him.

Suddenly he seemed to remember something and looked at the portrait on the wall.

On the portrait is an old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, holding a whisk in his hand.

The old man's eyes were as flat as an ancient well.

"Old man, are you against me?" Gong Wujiang looked at the portrait with a ferocious expression.

Suddenly the old man in the portrait seemed to squint his eyes, "Ah!" Gong Wujiang immediately covered his eyes and fell to the ground, screaming.

Blood trickled down his fingers.

"What's the matter with you, Palace Master?" The servants outside the door rushed in after hearing the sound.Then he saw Gong Wujiang lying on the ground covering his eyes in pain.

"Who are you, why do you want to save me?"

Bu Feiyan looked at her white hands in surprise. She hadn't recovered her body for a long time, and she was not used to it.

The benevolent old man showed an inscrutable smile.

"Little friend, you are being polite. The reason why I saved you is because I have something important to ask for,"

"A strong man like senior actually wants something from this junior," said the old man in front of him, who was three points stronger than Li Qiushan.

Bu Feiyan didn't think she could help such a world-class powerhouse.

Besides, if she guessed correctly, she should not have left this room yet, and this old man must be a strong man in the Holy Palace.

She has a sworn feud with Sheng Gong.

Wait for her to test the old man's character first.

Seeing her silent, the old man has lived for hundreds of years, so he can naturally see through her thoughts.

"I think my little friend has some grievances with the younger generation of Shenggong,"

Bu Feiyan looked at the old man vigilantly upon hearing this.

The old man smiled slightly and said: "You don't have to be nervous, the old man has no other intentions, as long as you do me a favor, that's all."

"But my little friend is the soul of the future and can come here through time. Could it be that the legendary retrospective mirror really exists?" There was a trace of loneliness in the old man's eyes.

He and several other brothers founded the Holy Palace, and gradually developed it, but it is a pity that power will make people lose themselves.

The former best friend has tasted the benefits of power and power, but has been lost in desire and cannot extricate himself.

His death is also inseparable from this kid, but his soul is trapped in this picture scroll, and he can't do anything at all.

Bu Feiyan was secretly surprised: "Retrospective mirror? How did senior see it?"

The old man seemed to see through the world of mortals, and smiled calmly: "The secrets of heaven must not be leaked, but you must know that what happened in the past is irreversible, and you should not force anything. This is all I said, and I hope you will remember it."

Who is he and why does he know so much?
"I don't know the senior's name, but what I want the junior to do, as long as the junior can do it," Bu Feiyan said after careful consideration.

"It's very simple, just take this painting out, my friend. I don't want to be trapped in this small world at the end of my life, but I can send my friend to the rooftop square with this remaining breath,"

Bu Feiyan was wondering how he knew where he wanted to go, but when he thought about it, the painting was in the house, and it made sense after thinking about it.

"Okay, this junior promises you,"

"Little friend is a cheerful person,"

In an instant she was pushed out by a force.

At first glance she was still inside the house.

"Who are you and why are you here?" Gong Wujiang waved his hand and grabbed her.

[Leave him alone, little girl, take that painting first! ]

Bu Feiyan picked up the painting on the wall, the golden light shone on the scroll, and her figure disappeared majestically in front of Gong Wujiang.

"Immortal, you will ruin my good deeds even if you die!"

Suddenly he thought of the little white cat.

Oops!

He pushed the door and turned into light and shadow and flew away into the distance.

"Kill them! Kill the evil outsiders!"

"Outsiders get out of the ten continents!!!"

A pair of embarrassed men and women were tied to the stone pillars in the rooftop square by pure black iron chains.

There are dense crowds of monks standing around the square.

These people threw mud, saliva, rotten eggs and other filthy things at the two of them.

The woman who was tied up was pale and out of shape.She stood there blankly with a dead face, allowing those people to throw things at her.

Her baby is gone!

It was during the few days of being detained that the guards beat him to death under the caning.

Thinking of the blood that stained her dress that day, she was in pain.

She has already thought of the name of the child...

Looking at the people in the square who kept shouting and insulting them, and looking at Bu Feiluan, who was so thin that he was so thin that he looked like a walking corpse, Lu Ming's heart seemed to be pained by countless blades.

He is a trash, a trash who can't even keep his wife and children! !
A woman in Tsing Yi mixed in with the scolding crowd.

When Bu Feiyan saw the two ashes on the square, she knew what it meant to be in pain.

An old man in white flew over from the square and said righteously: "The time has come, Lu Mingbu and Feiluan are people from outside the territory. Humans are sentenced to death by a thousand swords!"

"The Holy Palace is mighty!" "The Holy Palace is mighty!"

There were enthusiastic cheers from the audience, and everyone wished they could do it themselves and execute the two of them on stage.

The old man in white smiled sinisterly, raised his hand and stabbed the two of them with 360 spirit swords.

At this moment, countless thunders suddenly sounded in the sky.

Bulky lightning bolts shattered the floating spirit sword into pieces.

The old man was startled and said angrily: "Who dares to rob the prison? Could it be that you want to be an enemy of the entire continent?"

"Hmph~ Instead of facing a group of disgusting and hypocritical people like you, even if it's an enemy of the entire continent, why not?"

Purple light suddenly appeared, and a woman in Tsing Yi, who looked like a fairy, descended from the sky.

(End of this chapter)