Weak Eldest Miss Defies Her Fate

If it weren't for Meng Huan, they probably would not have interacted with him in their entire lives. When Mengxun gave him the purple jade, Chu Qiao was extremely surprised.

"Yes." Without expressing too much emotion, Chu Mengxun waved his sleeves, and his figure flashed as he disappeared.

When he returned to the Northern Plains, the sky had already turned pale.

At the peak of the mountain, a large gust of wind blew towards them. The wind lifted the sleeves of their clothes and blew their hair into a mess.

Yun Jinxiu lifted his hand and pushed away the hair covering his eyes.

He couldn't see the true appearance of the Northern Plains in the middle of the night. Now, he was standing on a high ground, facing the light of the morning sun. Everything before him was absolutely soul-stirring!

The entire Northern Plains had collapsed. A dense root net had propped up a huge Ancient Palace, and the hall stones that had been mottled with time were covered in moss.

"Is this a Northern Plains tomb?" Seeing this scene, Murong Li could not help but open his eyes wide.

Last night, the Northern Plains had suddenly turned upside down. He only remembered that countless tree roots were thrusting towards him. In order to avoid those tree roots, he used all his strength, but in the end, his body was pierced through and he fainted.

When he woke up today, he found out that his body was completely unharmed … Was it because of Yun Jinxiu's strange medical skills? Previously, when he was out of the clouds, he could be considered to have had some experience.

He really didn't know what kind of power it was to actually be able to heal one's body in the air.

Yun Jinxiu obviously would not give any reply to such a cry of alarm, where the outcome was obvious with a single glance. She looked into the distance.

With such a huge incident occurring in the Northern Plains, it was hard to avoid such a commotion. At this moment, the surroundings were packed with onlookers. There were even some major powers rushing over.

Before the Northern Tomb was taken over by the Qingcheng Mountain, but now, even if the Qingcheng Mountain wanted to take over, it was impossible.

Yun Jinxiu's eyes drooped a little, her long eyelashes half-covering her pitch-black pupils, concealing the light of deep thought in her eyes.

It seemed that her plan would have to be slightly changed.

"Is this really a Holy Tomb …" A timid voice sounded. It sounded like he was talking to himself, and he didn't seem to want to ask anyone else.

That delicate voice was quickly drowned out by other sounds.

"East Continent was in a mess. They said that the Holy Tomb was born, but they never expected that the Holy Tomb would appear in the Northern Plains!"

"I didn't expect this girl to be so useful. This time, my divination is finally accurate!"

"What are you doing there! "Hurry up and find a way to survive!"

Although that timid voice was drowned out by that vile voice, that small voice still attracted Yun Jinxiu's attention.

She lifted her eyelashes slightly and looked over. Not far away, she saw more than ten figures standing there. There were both men and women, each of them wearing luxurious clothing.

In the luxurious dressing room, a little girl was looking at the tomb in shock with her mouth slightly open.

She was a little girl carved from jade, like a porcelain doll. Her features were extremely beautiful, and it seemed as if the aura of those people made her slightly flinch. However, her eyes were wide open, as if she had seen the world.

She was probably shocked by the scene before her, but she did not move.

A girl pulled at her impatiently. The girl staggered and quickly came back to her senses. She quickly apologized, "I'm sorry … I'm sorry."

"Idiot!" The girl's face was full of hostility, and she angrily slapped the little girl. On the little girl's white face, a blood-red five-finger mark immediately appeared.

The light in Yun Jinxiu's eyes deepened, and rain began to fall.

"Hey!" I never thought that the people from Sikong Family would also appear! " Murong Li lazily said, "That little girl must be the clairvoyant that Sikong Family has just brought back!"

Yun Jinxiu's eyes flashed: "Divination?"

The Fog Rain in her memories was just a kind, ordinary girl who couldn't even hold a chicken in her arms. After being carried away by Sikong Nan, there had been no news of her at all.

Too many things happened after that, and she didn't probe any further. A large clan like the Sikong Family wouldn't allow such a girl to have such a miserable life … Now, it seems like she had overestimated the quality of the Sikong Family.

The Sikong Family started their clan with divination. However, later on, they paid more and more attention to martial arts training, which resulted in their divination techniques not being inherited, resulting in the decline of talent. However, once they meet a real inheritor, that kind of flowerless plant will blossom into a flower, and then they will bloom into a flower. Just like a fleeting flower, after many years, no one in the Sikong Family has been able to make that flowerless plant blossom. Those old bastards of the Sikong Family were very anxious, and thus, they brought this little girl called Misty Rain here. "Murong Qizhi sneered.

Yun Jinxiu slightly pursed her lips. Could it be that the rain of fog caused the Flowless Grass to blossom?

"This little girl, who was abandoned by her family, got her flowers blossomed by the Flowless Grass." On the surface, Murong Li's smile was taunting, "However, the one who has truly inherited the Divination Technique is not this little girl called Mist Rain, but the woman named Sikong Qing by her side."

Yun Jinxiu slightly frowned.

"Sister Qing, I won't be distracted anymore. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Fog Rain's eyes were filled with tears as she frantically apologized.

"Trash!" Are you deaf? " Sikong Qing's expression was ugly as he raised his palm. Another palm hit Misty Rain's ear.

The tremendous force stunned Misty Rain for a moment, followed by a violent ringing in his ears.

Blood trickled down from the base of his ears, staining Misty Rain's white neck red.

Those who followed him were not all filled with disgust. Although they couldn't bear to watch it, they didn't dare to stop it.

After all, Sikong Qing was the eldest daughter of the Sikong Family.

Yun Jinxiu's eyes were cold. She remembered that she had told Sikong Nan before that if Misty Rain suffered a slight grievance, she would definitely not let him off.

"Murong, you go." Yun Jinxiu glanced at Murong Li. At the moment, it was not convenient for her to recognize Misty Rain.

Murong Li was a little surprised that Yun Jinxiu would actually be "nosy".

Although he was shocked, he still shakily walked over.

"I thought someone was trying to show off and bully the weak, so he's from Sikong Family!"

Murong Li was never afraid of anything, even the old man in the Mudian College's Elder Pavilion could not do anything against him.

It was probably due to this personality that he caused quite a bit of trouble, but at least he didn't make any big mistakes.

Sikong Qing who was reprimanding the Misty Rain suddenly heard the voice, he raised his head, and when he saw Murong Li, his face changed: "Murong Li?"

In other words, there were not many people that did not recognize Murong Li in the East Continent.

And, the person he hated the most, coincidentally had a pretty good relationship with him?

Seeing Murong Li, Sikong Qing's face changed, but he changed his expression into a smiling one: "Why are you here."