"Guardian Sheep, why are you suddenly interested in coming to my place?"
Gongsun Huan outlined the pale masks with a few strokes, and the identical masks were lined up all over the wall. It was so weird that even in the daytime, I felt chills running down my spine when I was among them.
The Sheep Protector quickly bowed and said: "Dharma King, I am here to ask for some medicine to alleviate the heavenly poison."
Although there are no explicit regulations in the Xuantian Sect, the three demon generals who directly belong to the Xuantian Sect are actually at the same level as the two Protector Dharma Kings.
But unlike the tit-for-tat confrontation with Wei Tao, the Sheep Protector behaved extremely respectfully with the Thousand-faced Dharma King.
On the one hand, it is because the opponent's martial arts and status are indeed superior to his. On the other hand, this Thousand-faced Dharma King is highly valued by the leader. It can be said that in a sense, he is compared to Dharma King Youyun who can shock the world of Zhengdao.
Even more important.
In fact, the reason can be summarized in one sentence. The true identity of the Thousand-faced Dharma King is Gongsun Huan of the Gongsun family.
Or it should be said that one of the identities behind the Thousand-faced Dharma King is the head of one of the two great families in the world of righteousness.
The true identity of the Thousand-faced Dharma King has always been a mystery. Even now, even the Sheep Protector can't tell whether the guy responsible for fighting in the arena is real or the guy hidden in the Xuantian General Altar is real.
Thousands of people with thousands of faces is no joke. Every identity of the Thousand-faced Dharma King can be unexpected. For example, Gongsun Huan, as the head of the Gongsun family, he can even sit back and watch his family and Dharma King Youyun consume each other without stopping them.
But at this point, who could have guessed that Gongsun Huan would be the protector of the Xuantian Sect.
In fact, this secret was only occasionally revealed to Protector Yang by Master Xuantian after the death of Dharma King Youyun, because the antidote to Heavenly Poison and Weeping Heart that Saint Qian Xiaoxiao needed came from the hands of the Gongsun Family Master.
Protector Sheep had also doubted that Gongsun Huan had everything in terms of status, money, power, and he was not mocking himself. The position of the head of the dignified Gongsun family was no worse than that of the Protector King of the Xuantian Sect.
Protector Sheep really didn't understand why Gongsun Huan was involved in this in a mysterious way and even got his own family involved.
"Antidote?"
Gongsun Huan raised his head and glanced at Protector Sheep, and suddenly said: "Oh, I remember that the girl you brought back from outside has acquired Youyun's lifelong skills, right?"
Gongsun Huan seemed to be a little interested. He asked curiously: "I heard that the leader admires this saint quite a lot, but her heart doesn't seem to be in the Xuantian Sect. How is she doing now?"
The Sheep Protector replied: "Although the saint's heart is not here for the time being, she can be used by us. The leader believes that it is only a matter of time before she calms down."
"Really? Then he is quite whimsical."
Gongsun Huan was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed. He didn't show any respect for the leader Xuantian in his words. Protector Sheep felt angry after hearing this, but he still held it back.
After staring at the silent Sheep Protector for a while, Gongsun Huandun felt extremely bored. He took a porcelain vase from the table and threw it to him. He waved his hand and said, "Take it. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do."
"Thank you, Dharma King." Protector Sheep accepted the porcelain vase and was about to leave.
"correct."
Gongsun Huan suddenly stopped the other party in his tracks and said with great interest: "I heard that you plan to kidnap the descendants of the Zhong family back?"
Being stared at by that playful gaze, Protector Sheep suddenly felt a chill running through his body, and a silent sense of fear instantly surged into his heart.
Less than half an hour had passed since the fight between him and Wei Tao, and he had just ordered his men to get ready. The Thousand-faced Dharma King had already received the news without leaving home, so how could he not be afraid?
Subconsciously looking at the pale mask on the wall, a shiver ran down the back of the Sheep Protector. Just like no one in the world knew who was hidden behind the mask of the Thousand-faced Dharma King, no one in the Xuantian Sect knew how many thousands there were.
A substitute for the Dharma King.
"Reply, what the Dharma King said," Protector Sheep's throat rolled up and down. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and replied very carefully: "The leader has ordered that we are preparing to capture the woman."
"I believe in the strength of the Sheep Protector. A mere little girl must be able to capture her."
Gongsun Huan smiled: "I have a merciless request. The leader captured the woman to attract Tai Xuan's attention, so he probably wanted to imprison her in the main altar, right?"
"I guess so." Protector Sheep replied cautiously.
"Very good," Gongsun Huan's eyes moved slightly, and he said: "I am also slightly interested in the descendants of the Zhong family. I wonder if I can ask the sheep guardian to work harder. Before sending her to the dark prison, she can be brought to my place.
Take a trip?"
"this"
The Sheep Protector was a little hesitant, and his eyes were a little erratic. Through the wall of pale masks, he seemed to be able to see the blood dripping behind him.
The gentle, clean and gentle Gongsun Huan in front of him is actually the most insane thing in the entire Xuantian Sect. If the leader hadn't relied heavily on this person, even the demonic path wouldn't be able to tolerate him based on the things he did.
"Dharma Protector, don't worry."
Seeing the concerns of Protector Sheep, Gongsun Huan smiled and promised: "I know the importance of this girl, so I will definitely not hurt her life."
The Sheep Protector frowned and said nothing, seeming to be thinking about the risks involved.
Gongsun Huan raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little impatient. He waved his hand and said, "That's all. If you can't make up your mind, then I'll go talk to the leader myself."
"His Holiness will stay."
Protector Sheep took a deep breath, looked at Gongsun Huan who was about to get up, and quickly stopped him. This guy and the leader had never dealt with each other, and the relationship between the two was very stiff. If this happened, a quarrel was almost certain.
Gongsun Huan's confidence lies in his own importance to the leader Xuantian and the support of His Royal Highness the Crown Princess behind him.
But perhaps it is precisely because of this that the Xuantian Sect dislikes Gongsun Huan very much. Even if the two of them discuss things that are clear-cut, they will end up messing up due to impulsiveness.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Protector Sheep bowed and clasped his fists: "King Bu Lao has moved away, and his subordinates will bring the girl back."
"Then, please excuse me, Protector Sheep." Gongsun Huan sat back down with a smile, continued to take a piece of pale white mask, and used a pen to outline the weird pattern on it.
"My subordinates say goodbye." Protector Sheep clasped his fists again and left quickly.
While drawing the mask, Gongsun Huan murmured to himself: "Sui Yin Jade Lang Huan, the last bloodline of the Zhong Chen Netherworld Deng family, what is the mystery about it."
While thinking, Gongsun Huan picked up another glazed glass bottle from the table. The scarlet blood flowing in it seemed to have some kind of magic power, making his eyes feel a little intoxicated.
"Speaking of which, the blood left by Ling'er has been almost used up."
Gongsun Huan put the bottle away with some annoyance, picked up the mask he had just drawn from the table, put it on, put on a black robe, and walked out of the room.
On the other side, Protector Sheep took out one of the antidote and handed it to Qian Xiaoxiao. The latter put it away solemnly, and then said in a low tone: "Can I give it to him personally?"
The Sheep Protector was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately understood what the other party meant. He couldn't help but sneer and said: "Do you think the saint will still have a good attitude toward you after things have come to this?"
Qian Xiaoxiao killed all the disciples of each sect in front of the Zhengdao heroes. Now Zhengdao's resentment towards her is not much weaker than that of the Thousand-faced Dharma King.
Protector Sheep's words made Qian Xiaoxiao's face, which had not had much color, immediately turn a lot paleer.
But she still stubbornly said: "You don't have to worry about this matter! You go and report it to the leader, I will go to Sichuan and Sichuan to deliver the antidote."
The Sheep Protector seemed to have expected it. He said calmly: "The saint does not have to be like this. The leader of the church has already issued an order. The saint is in the middle of the church and the protector of the church can act as she pleases."
He said this because he was definitely not afraid of Qian Xiaoxiao's running away. The sequelae of practicing the Shadow Skill had already appeared. No matter what the Qingcheng sect boy's attitude was, Qian Xiaoxiao had already identified him in his heart and could no longer shake it.
There is no cure for the Heavenly Poison Crying Heart. If the boys from the Qingcheng Sect want to continue to live, they can only rely on their antidote. With this, Qian Xiaoxiao has absolutely no possibility of betrayal.
Seeing Qian Xiaoxiao who couldn't wait to pack his luggage and set off, Protector Yang's eyes showed sarcastic ridicule. He ignored him and immediately gathered his men and set off for A Lan's hiding place.
But at this moment, what everyone in the Xuantian Sect did not expect was that before they took action against A Lan, another group of people had already arrived first.
The two major forces in the North, apart from Jin Yiwei, are Xuantian Sect. Now Jin Yiwei has not chosen to take action. Logically speaking, no one can take food from Xuantian Sect.
This is also the negligence of the Xuantian Sect. They think that they have everything under control, and the Demonic Path of the North is their world, and they don't worry about the cooked duck flying away.
But what Xuantianjiao didn't expect was that there was indeed no external threat, but another pair of eyes that had been dormant within them chose to be unexpected at this time.
Since being targeted by the Xuantian Sect with great fanfare, A-Lan has been hiding while looking for a way to leave safely. During this period, she has also relied on her strong martial arts to repel the Xuantian Sect's pursuers several times.
But this time, what A-Lan didn't expect was that instead of the killers from the Xuantian Sect, she was greeted by a group of weird-looking monks.
"Amitabha."
The old monk at the head was the only monk who looked like a native of the Central Plains. He said to Alan: "I have not returned, but I have seen Almsgiver Zhong."