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Chapter 2161 The Emperor's Followers

Jiujiang City, Lushan.

Lushan is famous for its majestic, strange, dangerous and beautiful scenery. It is known as "the world's best" and is ranked among the top ten famous mountains in China.

From ancient times to the present, there have been endless poems praising Mount Hua.

There is Li Taibai's magnificent atmosphere of "Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way fell into the sky", and there is also the widely circulated and influential poem "I don't know the true face of Mount Lu because I am in this mountain".

Therefore, there are endless tourists coming to Lushan every year, and there are even more tourists during festivals.

In early summer, there are also many tourists, adding a continuous noisy atmosphere to this magnificent mountain that has stood up from ancient times to the present.

At the foot of Lushan Mountain, in the south, this place is not the entrance and exit of Lushan Mountain to the outside world, so there is not much population at the foot of this southerly corner.

In the green trees, there is a farmhouse hidden in it.

This is an ordinary, simple farmhouse with a fence outside, three rooms scattered inside, and a small courtyard in front of the house.

At this time, a middle-aged woman came out of a house with firewood smoke. Her years were gone, and some silver threads were already appearing in her casually coiled hair.

Her face looked a little pale, as if she was in a state of distraction, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were extremely obvious. Judging from the outline of her face, she was also an extremely beautiful beauty when she was young.

But now, her face gives people an old look that is inconsistent with her youth.

This is actually Lin Qianyin!

Since Lin Qianyin appeared and took away the witch at the ancient martial arts conference, no one knew her whereabouts. She never thought that she actually lived here in a farmhouse here.

Before the Ancient Martial Arts Conference, even though Lin Qianyin was already a woman in her forties, because of her martial arts practice and her natural beauty, she has always been well maintained, and she still looks beautiful and refined. Just like those women in her early thirties in the secular world, she can't tell that she is a woman over forty.

But now, in just about half a year, Lin Qianyin seemed to have been aged ten years old, her face was full of haggardness, and she even showed an abnormal old look.

At this moment, Lin Qianyin was holding a porcelain bowl in her hand, and the bowl was filled with the freshly boiled medicine soup, so she walked into a room in the center.

The room looks extremely clean, with only some simple decorations, chairs, tables, etc., and some modern home appliances are not available.

Therefore, the most obvious thing in the room is a large wooden bed.

On the bed, a young woman was lying quietly, covering her with a thin quilt, but she could not hide her beautiful curves.

This woman has a very dazzling purple hair, and the purple hair scattered beside her pillow, reflecting a beautiful jade face like the morning glow reflecting snow. Her slender willow eyebrows have a three-point spring feeling. Her red lips are plump and delicate and coveted. Originally, those beautiful eyes that seemed to gather the stars in the sky, but were closed at this moment.

The eyebrows compete for green when they are about to be matched by willows, and the faces compete for red when they are matched by peaches.

Even in a deep sleep, the woman still exudes a stunning and beautiful style.

This was a witch. She was lying on the bed and did not wake up, but judging from her face, she seemed to have a breath of life.

There is another person in this room.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a white dress and looked about forty, but his eyes showed a sense of vicissitudes, as if his true age was more than in his forties.

A mysterious aura flowed through the middle-aged man. When he raised his hands and feet, there seemed to be a sound of a response from the great way. The powerful aura that invisibly revealed made people subconsciously awe.

Lin Qianyin walked in with the medicine soup, looked at the witch lying on the bed, looked up at the middle-aged man, and couldn't help asking: "Senior Yuan Yuan, can Die Wu really wake up?"

It turned out that Lin Qianyin came here after taking the witch to the ancient martial arts conference. She had a secret technique that could preserve the witch's life breath, but the price of this secret technique was that she needed to pay the essence of her life.

Simply put, it means to prolong life with life.

Therefore, after half a year, Lin Qianyin looked like she had grown up ten years old. On the one hand, she was heartbroken and haggard, but the biggest reason was that she had been consuming the essence of her life during this period to prolong the life of the witch.

But this method cannot last. Perhaps a year later, Lin Qianyin will continue to consume the essence of her life, and she will eventually die if her life is gone too much. At that time, the witch will still lose her beauty.

Lin Qianyin couldn't care so much. She only knew that it was only by keeping the witch alive every day. Only by retaining the energy of life could a miracle happen.

A few days ago, the middle-aged man in the room came to the door and called himself Yuanzifu, saying that he could save the witch.

Lin Qianyin was surprised and happy at the time, but she was also confused. Until Yuan Zifu showed the most powerful force of martial arts at the level of the God-Transporting Realm, and even took out a green pill for the witch to take it. He could see that the witch's life breath became rich and his face was no longer pale. After a few days, his face looked flushed, just like when he was alive, Lin Qianyin believed it.

In the room, Yuan Zifu heard Lin Qianyin's inquiry and smiled confidently and said, "You don't have to worry. I am the follower of the Emperor of God. I came to the human world this time to find the chosen daughter of the Heavenly Tribulation with a special fate. The fate of the Heavenly Tribulation has always been rare, not seen for a hundred years, and it is difficult to find for a thousand years. Now, Butterfly Wu has experienced disasters. Only by experiencing this death disaster can the fate of the Heavenly Tribulation be truly activated and can she achieve the divine body of the Heavenly Tribulation."

"Son of God?" Lin Qianyin was a little confused, and a little uneasy deep inside. She realized that the person in front of her had a great origin and probably did not belong to the human world.

Yuanzifu seemed to see through the doubts in Lin Qianyin's heart at first sight. He smiled and said, "Mrs. Lin, don't worry about anything. I have no malice, and the Emperor's Son of God has no malice either. The Emperor's Son of God is a peerless genius who has been seen in the world for thousands of years. He is destined to unify the world of God and the human world. Therefore, Die Wu can be chosen and become one of the daughters of God. This is her glory and blessing."

Lin Qianyin was a little silent. She didn't think so much. In her opinion, as long as she could wake up the witch, it was more important than anything else.

If people are gone, then there is no hope.

If a person can wake up, no matter what path he or she takes or what kind of life he or she chooses, he or she will still have a choice.

If a person dies, there is nothing left.

Lin Qianyin is not only the witch's nominal master, but also the witch's biological mother. As a mother, as long as she can save her children, she is willing to sacrifice everything, and even consumes the essence of her own life.

Therefore, no matter whether Yuan Zifu's move has any purpose, Lin Qianyin cannot think too much at the moment. As long as the witch can wake up, this is more important than anything else.

"However, after experiencing the death disaster, even if Die Wu is rescued, she will pay some price. This is the characteristic of the fate of the heavenly tribulation."

Yuanzifu continued to say.


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