That night, a strange light shined in Wantao Garden. A person jumped out from the Orchid Stone Fish space. At a glance, he saw a slender and soft sapphire blue figure. His back was turned to him, his eyes were looking up at the stars lightly, and there was a pure charm on his body.
The flowing flavor is particularly charming.
Just looking at the woman's back, the man's heart moved slightly.
Like, the temperament is so similar, so similar!
"Congratulations to the master of the house for breaking through to the seventh heaven of the fire element." The two guards behind the man smiled and held their hands, then followed the man's gaze and squinted at the solitary woman under the tree. Their momentum changed and they were about to step forward.
But he stretched out his hand to stop it.
The two followers looked slightly stunned, both of them unsure of their master's thoughts.
The man was dressed in a white brocade robe, and there were some fine lines at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows that were hard to conceal over time, but his face was still well maintained. Looking at Zhou Zheng's appearance alone, he looked like he was only about forty years old. In fact, his actual age was much faster.
Close to three hundred years old.
The girl in a sapphire blue dress suddenly turned around as if she felt something.
The eyelashes were lightly lifted, and the autumn-like eyes blinked up and down, meeting the man's pair of polished and wrinkled eyes, and suddenly he raised the corners of his lips in a gentle arc.
The man suddenly felt that this dark and silent night seemed to have suddenly become more colorful and gorgeous. With this thought in his heart, he could not help but walk towards her.
Qiushui Yiren sighed softly in her heart: Sure enough, you can't have your cake and eat it too, then her smile became a little brighter, her lotus steps moved lightly, and she walked over gracefully and slowly...
************I am the dividing line, the dividing line********
Really unable to resist the verbose Elder Meng Zhi, Jun Lin finally agreed to follow Elder Meng Zhi back to the current residence of the Demon Lotus Clan with the reluctant consent of the boy Ni Tian.
The habitat is inside the Dark Forest, and the place chosen is very clean.
It's just that the deeper you go into the dark forest, the more chilly you feel.
The snow and frost hung on the branches and condensed into strips of ice, and the soft soil covered with pine needles under the feet gradually turned into cracked ice slag. The ancient trees were entangled and the branches were intertwined. The deeper you went, the harder it became to walk.
The new carriage that had just been packed was no longer of use.
Ni Tian leaned lazily beside Jun Lin, making Meng Zhi and the others want to cry along the way.
Here and there, there and here, as long as you smell the medicinal materials you need, you will stop and support those old guys to collect the herbs.
At first, Meng Zhi and the others did something wrong. The leaves or rhizomes of the medicinal materials they collected were damaged. They worked so hard to give them to the little devil, but the little girl just took one look and threw them away as garbage.
After struggling for two or three times, Meng Zhi and the others learned the lesson. Before picking the medicine, you should ask questions first. If you don’t understand, ask several times. What medicine should be used, how powerful it should be, and whether you need rhizomes or leaves. Ask them carefully one by one before going.
Pick,
Just like this, we slowly swayed all the way to the depths of the dark forest. It was originally a world covered by ice, but when a touch of green jumped into our eyes, I couldn't help but be a little surprised.
The two of them stood by the lake holding hands, with a little surprise in their eyes.
Unexpectedly, deep in the dark forest, which is damp and gloomy and has no sunlight all year round, there is such a place of residence with rich vegetation and quiet and fresh air.
There are patches of reeds on both sides of the bank. Among the lush green, an exotic town is illusoryly hidden. A corner of a small pointed roof emerges from the dense leaves.
Under the setting sun, the warm yellowish color suffused this area, making it seem like a dream and a bit unreal.
The two looked at each other, and under Meng Zhi's guidance, they walked onto the dozens of meters long wooden trestle.
At the other end of the wooden trestle, more than a hundred people were already waiting.
At the head was an old lady with silver hair and wrinkles, holding a long staff engraved with an ink-colored lotus. She looked in their direction with some excitement, her lips moved a few times, and her lips were closed with a cold expression.
A hint of smile.
Behind the old lady, hundreds of people of different grades were looking at them with curious eyes.
In just a moment, Meng Zhi, with Jun Lin and Ni Tian, quickly rushed to the other side of the wooden trestle bridge and came to the old lady and the others.
Meng Zhi stepped forward with excitement and bowed to the ground, "Prophet, this is His Highness the pure-blood Demon Lotus who is a descendant of the royal family."
The old lady stepped forward excitedly, said three good words, and a pair of trembling old hands wanted to hold Jun Lin's hands.
Leng Buding stood in front of her with a pair of white and soft little hands, and said in an uncharacteristically lukewarm tone, "Let's figure it out first. Don't rush to recognize her."
The old lady who was called a prophet was suddenly startled, then smiled politely and said, "I am Mi Tai, you can call me Grandma Mi Tai. Come in first and let's talk."
Both of them were a little hesitant. When they turned around to a small spire pavilion in the town and sat down in the small flower hall full of exotic flavor, the prophet Mi Tai closed the door of the flower hall and threw away the hundreds of people from the Demon Lotus tribe who were poking their heads.
It's outside.
These people did not give up. They crowded into the small fan-shaped window one by one, face to face and ear to ear, squinting their eyes to try to get the news inside.
"Son, don't be hostile to me. I grew up watching your father. You and your father look alike, so I can recognize you at a glance." The old man smiled kindly, and then said
Set your sights on Ni Tian.
"Who is this?"
"My wife." Jun Lin responded coldly.
Ni Tian glanced at the old lady, and there was no trace of warmth in her expression. Just as Jun Lin said, her man's life and death were on the line, and these so-called tribesmen didn't come out to save her. So now, do you admit it or not?
It doesn't matter anymore.
The reason why she reluctantly agreed to Meng Zhi and nodded for Jun Lin to come back was not to visit these inexplicable tribesmen, but to help Jun Lin inquire about some things about the eldest princess and Jun Lin's father.
Can you please stop teasing other tribesmen who recognize each other or take on big responsibilities? In the eyes of the two of them, these tribesmen are just strangers.
"Don't talk about other nonsense." Ni Tian patted Jun Lin's hand to show comfort, and said calmly to Mi Tai, "Just tell us about Jun Lin's parents. Tell as much as you know. That's why we are here.
.If you don’t want to say it, that’s fine, we’ll leave now!”
Her attitude was tough yet domineering. As soon as the girl spoke, she took full control of the situation. The old lady looked at her and couldn't help but sigh.
"Back then, when your father Yi led Princess Kao back to the clan, it caused an uproar." The old woman sat down in front of them, thinking about the past, "The blood descendant of the clan king actually vowed to marry