A year ago, this black-crowned cuckoo falcon was just a second-level phantom beast. It was a phantom beast chosen by its owner for her. She didn't like this falcon very much at first. It was too unruly, too independent, and difficult to tame.
After that, she spent a lot of effort to tame it, and then her illusion skills improved by leaps and bounds under the guidance of her master, so naturally the little falcon couldn't catch up with her.
"Qiutong, the master lets you in." The person who spoke was a thirteen-year-old girl named Wu Xin.
She was dressed in a plain dress, with her hair tied up and scattered behind her back. There was no extra decoration, which still could not hide her stunning appearance. Her bright eyes and teeth, elegant manners, noble and elegant, and her beautiful face were only composed and unsmiling.
"I know." Qiu Tong's eyes still flashed with surprise.
Wu Xin was already extremely beautiful at the age of thirteen. She was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen, and her beauty was so enviable.
In fact, it’s no wonder that Wu Xin is beautiful. Wu Xin’s original identity is the unpopular princess of the Jinli Royal Family. She was accidentally rescued by her master from the Jinli Palace half a year ago. She is curious as to why her master would save a member of the Jinli Royal Family. The Jinli Royal Family
He has been trying to find ways to eradicate the Palace of Hell.
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The hall is so spacious and open that even the slightest footsteps will echo.
There was a young girl sitting on the main seat at the front of the hall, lazily supporting her head with one hand and holding a book in the other.
Dressed in blue brocade clothes, her black hair is like a waterfall, tied up with a jade hairpin and spread behind her back. There is ice that cannot be melted between her eyebrows, her red lips are weeping blood, her phoenix eyes are deep, noble and extraordinary, with a hint of cold and seductive aura.
, Leng Yan Wushuang, the only flaw is the hideous scar on the left cheek.
"Master." Qiutong stood in the center of the hall, leaning down slightly. She was no longer the thin girl she was two years ago. She had grown into the height that a fourteen-year-old girl should have, slim and graceful, and calm and majestic.
"Qiu Tong, assist Wu Xin in monitoring the Jinli royal family in one month." Her voice lost its childishness and became a bit more lazy and charming.
"Yes, Master." Qiutong replied without any doubt. She did not need to question the Master's words.
Even if she is not very willing in her heart, Wu Xin has only been here for half a year, has average cultivation, and is not familiar with the Palace of Hell. Why should she help Wu Xin instead of Wu Xin helping her?
"I'll be away for a while, it could be as short as a year, or as long as maybe ten years." Qiongying said nonchalantly.
Hearing this, Qiu Tong was stunned. The master was leaving? Where to go? He had been gone for such a long time, and she became increasingly unable to guess what the master was thinking.
Wu Xin's calm face finally showed a trace of fluctuation, he lowered his head slightly and said: "Master, Wu Xin asks to leave with Master."
Qiong Ying raised her eyes, and a strange light reflected in her phoenix eyes. Wu Xin became more and more like Ye Chen, with no weaknesses, always exploring her thoughts, and liking to disobey her orders.
"Wuxin, do you know why I gave you the name Wuxin?"
"Wuxin knows that the master wants Wuxin to be ruthless, without desires, and to be aware of his mistakes." Wuxin trembled slightly, his face turned pale little by little, and he hesitated for a long time before whispering.
Qiongying retracted his gaze, put down the book in his hand, stood up and walked out of the hall. When he passed by Wuxin, he said calmly: "That's it, you can do it for yourself."
"Yes, Master, Wu Xin is waiting for Master to return." Wu Xin said slowly, his tone was calm, but it revealed a sense of determination and pleading. No matter how many years she would wait, she could only plead with Master to come back as soon as possible.
Qiu Tong glanced at Wu Xin and frowned. She didn't like Wu Xin, not because she was jealous of Wu Xin, but because she couldn't understand Wu Xin. Wu Xin was obviously weaker than her, but he always looked calm and composed.