Namtso invited the Guiyu District to go to the Rhododendron Hall to taste tea, and Duan Xiao accompanied him. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Ling Xuanluo Ji hung a fragrant lotus coffin, and a person quietly came to the main hall.

He strode forward and was about to step into the temple of the Mustache Priesthood, but he stumbled on the soles of his feet and almost fell on the threshold.

What he feared finally happened.

The 100 bearded warriors who were left by him to guard the lotus coffin have all been killed, and one by one they were torn apart by the steel soul soldiers, turned into stumps and broken bodies, and fell in a pool of blood, miserable.

He held on to the door frame and lamented with tears, although he did not want to enter, he could not avoid it, so he could only slow down his pace and move forward step by step.

He prayed to the heavens, hoping that the fragrant lotus coffin would be safe and sound, but the voice in his heart kept telling him that the bearded warriors had become like this, and how could a dead man who could not resist or escape not be destroyed?

Ten steps away from the lotus coffin, he stopped, his heart pinched by great sadness, and he couldn't find the courage to walk past for a while.

The coffin stood still in the middle of the temple lobby, untouched from his vantage point. But whether the girl in the coffin was as beautiful as she was before the outbreak of the war, or whether she was as broken as the hundred samurai, he didn't need to guess anymore.

He rushed over, hesitated again and again at the critical moment, and felt infinite sorrow in his heart, so he could only stabilize his mind, take a deep breath, put his worries behind, and walked to the lotus coffin.

He forced himself not to be afraid, and slowly poked his head to look under the lid of the crystal coffin.

Only two seconds later, a smile began to appear on his tired cheeks, and gradually, his shoulders shrugged with laughter, and tears were like beads of broken threads, strings of strings hitting the lid of the coffin.

It was a laugh of relief, and crying was a result of excitement. In the lotus coffin, Xiangli, who was surrounded by four spirit beads, was not harmed by any war, and lay quietly in it as before, looking as peaceful as a sleeping beauty.

Xiangli was fine, Ling Xuanluo was relieved, but he didn't be happy for long, and he had a lot of questions in his mind: "Is this normal? It seems that it is difficult to explain smoothly! There are hundreds of powerful warriors, all of whom have been dismembered by the steel soul soldiers, and Xiangli, an unconscious dead man, can be intact? The ghost soldiers do not move the dead, this saying has never been heard of!"

As soon as the doubts appeared, they grew stronger and stronger, and they could no longer be erased from his mind.

He walked around the coffin several times, searching carefully, hoping to find a clue, even if it was a clue.

The hard work paid off, and he really found a blue peacock's feather in a hidden corner.

"Could it be that it was Xiangli who was saved by Sangya?" he screamed, picked up the peacock feather, and took a closer look in front of him, and from the feather, Sanya's sweet voice floated out: "Lingliu Immortal, Xiangli was protected by Sangya to keep her body intact, but I can't hover in the temple in case it is discovered by others." If you want to see me, please go to the Valley of the Camellias. ”

"Sure enough, it was her! she saved Xiangli!"

Before the outbreak of the God Realm War, all his suspicions about this mysterious girl were like a tide at this time, and all of them returned to his heart.

Holding this peacock feather, he could no longer tell what kind of complicated feelings he had for her, complaining, doubting, and being angry? In fact, she behaved secretly, and had deceived him with the illusion, and if he hated her because of this, it would be understandable. But he didn't, in his heart, the only emotions related to her were thoughts and concerns.

Xiangli was fine, and after Namtso was done, he would send someone to deal with it, and he didn't need to continue to stay in the temple, so he left in a hurry and rushed to the Valley of Camellias to make an appointment.

(To be continued.) )