In the phantom talisman, Xuanying Niangniang unreservedly told Shui Ling'er the true situation when the Protoss was destroyed, which was completely unknown to future generations. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Her narration also completely clarified the world's misunderstanding of him for the Son of Heaven. Only then did Shui Ling'er realize that she had been following the crowd for so long, and blamed the good people.

After talking about the process of the destruction of the Protoss, Xuanying Niangniang began to ask him about someone.

Shui Ling'er knew who she was going to ask, but she didn't know if she should break it directly, so she simply pretended to be confused and asked, "Who does Niangniang want to ask?"

Although Xuanying is middle-aged, when she was asked by Shui Ling'er, her face actually showed girlish shyness, and she rubbed her hands uneasily and said: "This palace wants to ask, that Penglai Immortal Island, there is a Wankong Dao Chief, he ...... It's been a good ...... lately."

Sure enough, it was him who asked!

Shui Ling'er saw that her round face was red and pink Feifei, and she didn't seem to know anything about Wankong's murder, and she was speechless for a while, not knowing how to tell her the bad news.

Xuanying was flustered, knowing that his relationship with Wankong had not only brought shame to the Protoss, but also was intolerable to the Immortal Clan, so he had to ask, so he didn't notice Shui Ling'er's reaction at all, and only continued to take care of himself: "In the past, Bengong was able to see him in the mirror almost every year through the talisman water. But for nearly a year, for some reason, I never saw him again. Could it be, he's ...... again What other women did you meet......"

Shui Ling'er was originally sad, and had been hesitating about which way to inform Wankong of his death, so that she would not be too sad, but when she suddenly heard her say such inconsequential words, she almost laughed out loud, thinking: "Forehead drops, obedient! Don't be all over the world women love such whimsical ideas! What is their heart?" That Wankong Dao Elder Mo said that he was dead, and even if he was still alive, he was already an old man with a white beard floating to his feet and neck, how could he meet other women at that age?"

But although he was so amused in his heart, he didn't dare to be rude, so he had to clear his throat in embarrassment, and said in a slowed tone as much as possible: "Don't hide it from Niangniang, Wankong Dao Chief, he has gone to the immortal ...... a few months ago."

"What? Ling'er, you, you say it again......! He's dead?"

Xuanying couldn't maintain Fengyi's posture anymore, took a few steps back, tripped over the chessboard, and almost fell out.

I don't know if it will be another abyss under the chessboard, Shui Ling'er was so frightened that she hurriedly rushed forward with an arrow step, grabbed her wrist tightly, and dragged her back.

Xuanying didn't seem to be aware of the danger, and his face was pink and velvet just now, but it turned pale in an instant, and his expression shattered like bone china exploding, and a pair of beautiful eyes suddenly couldn't shed tears.

Shui Ling'er was annoyed, complaining that she knew that she would care and would be so heartbroken, but she still had to say it so directly. However, if it weren't for the emotion of being driven by that drama and saying it impulsively, I'm afraid he wouldn't have had the courage to tell her about it in person.

He really couldn't bear to repeat the word "death" again, so he just nodded heavily and said no more.

"Ling'er, Wankong, how did he die? tell me how he died!"

Xuanying grabbed his sleeve with a pair of white hands and shook him like crazy.

Shui Ling'er couldn't help it, so she had to tell how Wankong wanted to see her every year, and contacted the Elder Nanfeng behind the back of the Immortal Clan, thus revealing a lot of secrets of the Immortal Clan, and then because she was discovered stealing the runic water, she was executed with holy fire by the Demon Clan's Holy Monarch pretended to be Nanfeng, and recounted it in detail.

After Xuanying listened, her heart seemed to be hollowed out of her heart, and she sat on the ground in despair, her body trembling with grief.

Shui Ling'er thought that she was going to hide her face and cry again, but she burst out into a burst of bitter laughter. (To be continued.) )