In the distance, a beautiful woman in a white dress stands gracefully beside the stream. It seems that the goddess has descended, her grace is outstanding, and she has washed away all her glitz. At this time, she is lowering her head and thinking about something. The look on her face is, She looked slightly lonely, with the slight mountain breeze blowing, her long black hair fluttering, and the white dress on her body undulating like waves, showing off her graceful and slim figure.
Finally, slowly, she raised her head, her mouth moved slightly, her red lips quivered, forming a beautiful arc. Her stunning face was like the calm spring water of a river, and the gentle breeze was like that. The epiphyllum blooming in layers, with a hint of shyness, is as touching as the moment when the ice and snow melt.
Everything in front of you is like a beautiful picture, and people can't help but be addicted to it.
"Um."
Feng Hao withdrew his gaze, not daring to look at her again, and nodded firmly.
"Brother Hao, what you mean is that she is the Lord of Nothingness from the previous generation."
Yan Qing's eyes widened cutely and she asked in shock.
After all, it is said that this is the tomb of the previous generation Xuwu Lord. If the woman in white is the owner of the tomb, doesn't it mean that she is the Lord of Xuwu.
Thinking about it, they couldn't help but look at Feng Hao with doubts.
Because, according to legend, the master of Xuwu in the previous generation was a man. How come he has become a woman now?
"She is not the master of virtual martial arts..."
Feng Hao shook his head slightly and sighed softly, "Ling'er, Xin'er, Qing'er, there are some things that I can't tell you right now, but I didn't mean to hide it from you, it's just..."
"Brother Hao, please stop talking. We know you are doing it for our own good."
Qiong Ling'er stretched out her jade hand and put it on his lips to stop him from talking.
The three of them knew very well that as long as they wanted to think about themselves, Feng Hao would definitely tell him without reservation. However, there are some things that knowing is better than not knowing.
Moreover, they believed that Feng Hao would tell them personally one day.
"you……"
Looking at the three tender wives, Feng Hao felt so moved that he almost couldn't help but take it all out.
"Brother Hao, if she is not the master of virtual martial arts, then who is she?"
After being a little gentle, Yan Qing still couldn't help her curiosity and asked.
"She...is the owner of this tomb."
Feng Hao repeated it. Seeing that the three of them were all confused, he explained again, "In general, this is not actually the tomb of the previous generation of Xuwu Lord, but hers, and it is precisely because of her. The tomb of Xuanmingtian exists in this area, so Xuan Mingtian exists. So, do you understand?"
In order to eliminate doubts for the three of them, Feng Hao told everything he knew.
As a result, naturally, the three Qiong Ling'er girls couldn't help but take a breath of cold air again. There was an incredible look in their beautiful eyes.
In this Xuanmingtian area, even those who enter the holy level will definitely die.
If it is really because the tomb of the woman in white exists here that it became what it is now, then her origin must be too terrifying.
"This is all I know, and it's just speculation. However, this is indeed her tomb. I can confirm this..."
Seeing that they still wanted to ask, Feng Hao shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile.
It took a long time for the three Qiong Ling'er girls to digest the news.
In fact, it was not digested, but the shock in my heart was temporarily suppressed.
When they looked at the woman in white again, their eyes were different...
"No wonder there is such power..."
A flash of thoughtfulness flashed in Yan Qing's eyes, she withdrew her gaze, and asked Feng Hao, who was smiling bitterly at the side, "Brother Hao, what are you going to do?"
"this……"
Seeing the three of them looking at him, Feng Hao scratched his head in distress, "I don't know either, but she seems to have lost her memory now. It seems that her realm has completely disappeared and she has no ability to protect herself... It's better to let her Just stay with me for now, I think if she regains her memory, she will leave."
Hearing what he said, Qiong Ling'er, Wan Xin, and Yan Qing looked at each other. Although they felt a little sad in their hearts, they all nodded slightly.
This woman in white has a pure mind, like a piece of paper, and has lost her memory. Speaking of it, she is also a pitiful person. If they wanted to tell Feng Hao to leave her alone, they would not be able to say such a thing.
…
When Feng Hao brought the four girls back to their original place, Wu Neng had already been tortured to death by Guihe, and those who were hiding in the dark also left quietly one after another, not daring to think wrongly. .
After all, the Wuling Clan and his group are the best role models. They don't think they can be stronger than the people of the 'Immortal' organization.
Seeing Feng Hao and the other five people rushing over, Xie Yandong and others looked at them with somewhat strange eyes.
This boy really enjoys the blessing of being together.
"Brother Guihe."
Because the beauty behind him was shy, Feng Hao couldn't help but glare at them, and then turned his attention to Gui He, who still had a sad look on his face.
He didn't know how to comfort him. Along the way, Yan Qing and his three daughters also explained the process to him in detail.
Speaking of which, the source of all this is still because of himself. If he had not offended Wu Neng in the first place, this kind of thing would not happen now.
Therefore, he felt extremely guilty at the moment.
"It's okay, my brothers. They died a worthy death, brought honor to the clan, and got back the clan's rare treasure. I will report it truthfully."
Guihe calmed down the sad emotion in his eyes, and his eyes began to become condensed, with hatred shining in his eyes, and his fists were slowly clenched.
This time, he hated the entire Wuling clan.
"Brother Guihe, don't worry. From now on, we will kill the bastards of the Wuling Tribe together. Damn it, it's so annoying."
Long Yueguan was the first to speak up and started shouting. When the Wuling Clan was mentioned, he was also filled with anger.
After being almost killed twice, no matter how good-tempered a person is, he will hold a grudge.
Xue Mo on the side also had a sharp light flashing in his eyes.
If Feng Hao hadn't arrived in time, he, a fortune teller who could predict the future, would have come to an end.
"Condolences."
Feng Hao stepped forward and patted his shoulder.
This matter will definitely not end with the killing of Wu Neng, and the Witch Spirit Clan may not let go of those who killed Wu Neng because of this.
The hatred between the two parties has been completely settled because of this incident.
"Let's go, it's time to go out."
After wandering around this world, everyone also went to the main hall to look around and search, but found nothing, so they planned to leave the tomb.
Outside, there was a major storm waiting for them.
【Fifth update,】
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