Xie Xun has an upright character and always speaks the truth. Granny Jinhua believed him eight or nine times with his explanation. Suddenly her eyes turned and looked at Xiao Zhao coldly. Although she had not told Xiao Zhao about her life experience, the mother and daughter still knew each other.
We have also known each other for a long time. If we say who is most likely to know this secret, Xiao Zhao is the first to bear the brunt.
The three Persian envoys also looked very surprised. They looked at Murong Fu and then at Granny Jinhua. The Liuyun envoy asked in confusion, "Are you really Dai Qisi?"
Granny Jinhua turned her head and did not answer.
Xiao Zhao, who was lying in Murong Fu's arms, looked at Granny Jinhua with an incomprehensible expression. Although she knew that the person in front of her was her mother, and she also knew that she was from the head of the Persian Mingjiao, she didn't know that her mother would have to endure this.
What kind of flames burn one's body, "Sir, you... what are you saying, mother... mother-in-law, she is going to be burned by flames?"
"Xiao Zhao, to this day, are you still unwilling to tell me the truth?" Murong Fu frowned slightly and looked at Xiao Zhao seriously.
"Sir, I..." Xiao Zhao's eyes dodge slightly, and he was silent for a moment, and finally sighed, "Sir, can you please save her?"
"You are really Dai Qisi!" At this time, the third envoy suddenly exclaimed, his tone full of disbelief.
Everyone turned to look, but could no longer take their eyes away. They saw that Granny Jinhua at this moment was completely different from her previous appearance. Her skin was like cream, her eyes were almond-shaped and her cheeks were rosy, her face was radiant, she was indescribably beautiful, and her grace was charming.
Although he is past middle age, he is still not inferior to Zhao Min, Zhou Zhiruo, Xiao Zhao and others.
"Wuji, Wuji, what happened?" Xie Xun heard the silence in the room, felt a little shudder in his heart, and asked hurriedly.
"Oh." Zhang Wuji came back to his senses and blushed slightly, "They took off the mask of Grandma Jinhua. It turns out that she is not senile, but in her prime. Her appearance... her appearance..."
When it came to the back part, I couldn't say it out loud.
"What do I mean?" Xie Xun snorted angrily, "Mrs. Han was known as the most beautiful woman in the world back then. It's not surprising that she may have had some difficulties in recent years and deliberately concealed her true appearance."
Murong Fu was stunned for a long time and murmured, "Is this the most beautiful woman in the world? She really deserves her reputation."
At this moment, even Zhao Min, who is known as the most beautiful woman in the Great Yuan Dynasty, couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when she saw Dai Qisi's true appearance. But when she heard Murong Fu's words, her heart suddenly turned sour, "Mr. Murong, who is the number one in the world?"
Beauty, have you ever known this golden flower... Dai Qisi before?"
"Mother..." Xiao Zhao couldn't help but call out, and said with a hint of sadness, "It turns out that even your face is fake. How many other things have you hidden from me?"
Dai Qisi glanced at Xiao Zhao and finally sighed, "This is the fate of our mother and daughter. If... if you can escape, then... just follow Mr. Murong."
Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Dai Qisi, are you still unwilling to tell the truth now?"
Dai Qisi's eyes flickered but she didn't say much.
"What are you talking about?" Liu Yunshi shouted at everyone, and then turned to look at Dai Qisi, "It turns out you are really Your Highness the Saint. We have been looking for you for a long time!"
Dai Qisi snorted coldly, "Now that you know my identity, why don't you let me go."
"You have defiled the sacred fire of our religion and committed an unforgivable sin. The Great Saint Baoshu King has already decided to revoke your status as a saint. Why are you so proud?" The Miao Feng user shouted coldly.
However, the Third Envoy actually let go of Dai Qisi, but she didn't have any powerful aura on her body, and her acupuncture points were obviously sealed.
"Father, who is the Great Sage Treasure Tree King?" Zhang Wuji moved his lips slightly and asked Xie Xun.
Xie Xun was slightly startled, then explained via voice transmission, "Among the Persian chief ministers, under the leader, there are also twelve treasure tree kings, whose status and status are the most respected. They are quite similar to the four great guardian Dharma kings of our Middle-earth Ming Cult. , but they are only responsible for intensive study of doctrines and inheritance of classics, and do not pay much attention to martial arts. Many Baoshu Kings do not even know martial arts. The so-called Great Sage Baoshu King is one of them. I don’t know where to rank specifically. Not sure, I vaguely remember that he was in the top three."
"That's it." Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly. As the leader of the Ming Cult, he seemed to have been pushed out of the market at first. He didn't know the origin of the Ming Cult in Persia, let alone the composition of the Persian chief church.
"Wuji, please leave first. Mrs. Han has been avoiding the pursuit of the Persian Archbishop all her life. Now that a disaster is approaching, the foster father cannot just sit idly by and ignore it." Xie Xun pondered for a while and suddenly said through a message.
"If the adoptive father doesn't leave, the child will not leave either." Zhang Wuji shook his head, "What's more, the child..."
He originally wanted to reveal his identity, but when he thought that if he revealed his identity as the leader of the Ming Cult, according to his adoptive father's temper, he would have to pay homage to him. In fact, he was unwilling to do so, so he stopped in mid-sentence.
"Alas," Xie Xun sighed slightly. Although they had been separated for more than ten years, he had watched Zhang Wuji grow up and knew his temper, so he didn't say anything more. He secretly decided in his heart that if there was a chance, he would not implicate this person. child.
"Xiao Zhao, if I take you away now, will you come with me?" At this time, Murong Fu suddenly asked Xiao Zhao.
Xiao Zhao frowned slightly, glanced at Dai Qisi, and cried, "Young Master, I'm sorry, Xiao Zhao's fate is bad, and I can no longer serve you in this life."
"Hmph!" Murong Fu sneered and looked up at Dai Qisi, "Do you think Xiao Zhao will be like you and live in pain all his life?"
"Ahem..." Dai Qisi trembled, coughed violently several times, straightened her clothes, and asked Liuyunshi, "Is the leader of the Persian Archbishop dead?"
The expression of the third envoy changed slightly, and the Liuyun envoy nodded, "Yes, except for you, the whereabouts of the other two saints are unknown."
Dai Qisi had an expected look on her face and remained silent for a moment. She moved lightly and came to Murong Fu, "Mr. Murong, I do hope that Xiao Zhao can be happy, but God does not follow people's wishes. Her fate is... It has been doomed since birth."
Then he looked at Xiao Zhao and said, "Xiao Zhao, I'm sorry for you as a mother. Not only can I not raise you, but I also shirk my own responsibilities on you."
When she came closer, Murong Fu could see her face clearly. Her eyes were clear and bright, like autumn waves, and her voice was soft and gentle, not as hoarse and unpleasant as before. Moreover, it seemed that because her appearance had been restored, her speech became smoother. Much more polite than before.
"Mom..." Xiao Zhao murmured, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, "You are finally willing to acknowledge me, you are finally willing to acknowledge me..."
If she hadn't been unable to move, she would have thrown herself into Dai Qisi's arms.
"If you hadn't been afraid of death, how could you have harmed Xiao Zhao? What's more..." Murong Fu paused and sneered twice, "I'm afraid you will be disappointed. Xiao Zhao will never be able to repay your debt."
Dai Qisi didn't know why, but she didn't think too much about it. She just thought that Murong Fu was arrogant and crazy, thinking that he could fight against the Persian Chief Cult with his own strength. You must know that the Persian Ming Cult does not have as few masters as the Middle Earth Ming Cult.
Although not all of the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings are good at martial arts, there are a few whose martial arts skills are so high that they are peerless.
"Have you finished your chatter?" Miao Fengzhi glanced at Murong Fu with a gloomy expression and shouted.
"Talk too much!" Murong Fu's face suddenly turned cold, he flicked his fingers, and a strong wind shot out from his fingers.
The Miao Feng user was immediately filled with fear. He turned the Holy Fire Token in his hand and crossed it in front of his chest to block.
There was a "chi" sound, like the sound of metal and iron chiming together, and "sizzling", Miao Fengshi's body actually slid straight out, and it took about ten feet to stop.
Liuyunshi and Huiyueshi looked at each other, their expressions were indescribably solemn. Others didn't know it clearly, but they knew that Miaofengshi had the deepest inner strength among the three. Unexpectedly, Murong Fu had
With just one blow, he was knocked back such a long distance.
"Who are you?" Huiyue envoy took a step forward and asked in a deep voice.
Her voice was emotionless and extremely indifferent.
Murong Fu looked her up and down with interest, smiled slightly and said, "I'm Murong Fu in Gusu, but you must have never heard of her."
The third Persian envoy was slightly startled, and the Liuyun envoy nodded, "Gusu Murong Fu? I really haven't heard of it."
"None of this is important," Murong Fu grinned, "The important thing is that you can leave."
"Leave?" The three Persian envoys were stunned for a moment, and then became furious, "What a shame!"
"Nine nonsense!"
Zhao Min chuckled, "It's obviously nonsense, how did it turn into nonsense?"
"These barbarians, who don't understand Chinese, think that adding a word to the nonsense will make it even more nonsense." Zhang Wuji smiled and explained.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Min turned around and glared at him, "I want you to talk too much, don't I know?"
Zhang Wuji's face was suffocated, and he secretly thought that the woman was really moody.
Murong Fu glanced at the two men thoughtfully, then smiled at the three Persian envoys and said, "Whether this is nonsense or not, you will know soon."
As he spoke, he slowly placed Xiao Zhao on the ground. As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly rose up, and he raised his hand and slapped the Huiyue Messenger with a speed as fast as lightning and thunder.
However, the reaction of the three Persian envoys was not slow. In the flash of lightning and flint, the three envoys' hands were shaking. The Huiyue envoy pointed a "bone-penetrating needle" at Murong Fu's chest, while the Liuyun envoy used the Holy Fire Order as a weapon and smashed it head-on.
Towards Murong Fu, the Miao Feng Order and the Holy Fire Order suddenly stretched out a fiery red silk thread from the outward end, hesitating and hesitating.
Unexpectedly, Murong Fu's moves suddenly changed. He flicked his right wrist, turned his palm into fingers, and made two "chichi" sounds. Two green and red sword energy shot towards Miao Fengshi, while his left hand made a circle in the air, and
A strange energy spread out in all directions.
Liuyunji's Holy Fire Token had not yet been thrown down. As soon as it came into contact with the strange energy, Deng felt that he was being pulled by a strong force. The Holy Fire Token suddenly turned around and hit Huiyueji. Likewise, Miaofengji had just shot out
The cold force of the "Bone Penetrating Needle" also suddenly reversed and shot towards Liu Yunshi's chest.