Zhu Ling's hand holding the teacup was trembling. Every step she took was closer to death, and her expression became more lonely.
Because of Zhu Ling's appearance, the woman in the hall couldn't help but raise her head. She kept her seated posture for a moment, but slowly her eyes became strange, with a complicated and incomprehensible aura shining in them.
In the hall, there were several other old people sitting upright like the woman. They didn't notice anything strange, but were thinking deeply.
"Sister Zhu!"
When Zhu Ling approached, the woman slowly stood up and said with a half-smile, "You didn't smile today!"
Zhu Ling was stunned for a moment, then grinned: "I didn't expect the young lady to see what she was thinking!"
Finished.
She was about to walk in front of the woman, but saw the woman's body flash and come directly in front of her. Her deep and bright jade eyes seemed to be able to see through her heart, and her half-smile conveyed a cold flavor.
"Ten years, we have been together for ten years, I don't quite understand!" The woman said with some heartache: "Who are you?"
"Miss, what are you talking about?"
Zhu Ling pretended not to understand and asked: "I am Zhu Ling."
The woman's reaction immediately brought the other old people back to their senses. They couldn't help but look at Zhu Ling, but they didn't see the problem.
Snap!
The woman made a lightning move, pinched Zhu Ling's throat, picked her up, and said coldly: "Say it, or I will kill you immediately!"
"Miss……"
"explain!"
"Some things can only be said to the lady!" Zhu Ling finally nodded, but she didn't want to speak here. She seemed to have something to hide, which made several other elderly people have a flash of anger on their faces.
"Damn it, you are actually a spy hiding here!" An old man was furious and stepped forward to slap Zhu Ling to death.
"Wait!"
The woman stopped the old man, looked at Zhu Ling sarcastically, and said: "It's really interesting. Even if he wants to target us, he should at least be a god-level figure. What's the use of sending you here?"
"Miss……"
"I'll give you this chance!"
Finished.
The woman put Zhu Ling down, turned around and walked towards the inside. Zhu Ling coughed violently and could only leave with the woman. The tea cup in her hand had been smashed and scattered all over the ground. The other old people were angry and worried about the woman.
If something goes wrong, remind them.
"It doesn't matter, what can a village woman with no power do to me?" the woman said confidently.
In the private room.
Antique fragrance, a disc of incense is emitting a faint smoke, making the entire elegant room full of ancient charm.
"Say it!"
The woman turned around and stared at Zhu Ling, as if she wanted to penetrate her heart. Zhu Ling, uncharacteristically, became fierce. She did not respond immediately, but sat down with a smile and said: "
Zhu Ling is not afraid of death, but what I want to ask now is, which side of the lady is she?"
"What do you mean?"
"The side of the Celestial Clan, the side of Nishen, or a third party?" Zhu Ling asked indifferently.
"Then which side are you from?" The woman's face became serious.
"I want Master Yang to have an attitude!"
There is no doubt that that beautiful woman is Yang Xinyao, the current controller of Nishen.
"Then there's no need to talk. No matter you are the messenger of the Heavenly Clan or a third-party force, you will be killed here today." Yang Xinyao became unprecedentedly frightened. In the most difficult time, it was the master who saved her and her grandfather Yang Lie.
Such kindness will never be forgotten.
not to mention.
Ni Shen was given to Ling Feng before she left. Even if she died, she would not betray Ni Shen, and if she did, Yang Lie would beat her to death.
The Yang family is loyal!
Yang Xinyao is more loyal.
Zhu Ling was not afraid of Yang Xinyao's aura. Her smile disappeared in a flash and became cold: "Then I dare to ask Master Yang why he didn't respond for so long when he received the butterfly information!"
This is a powerful question!
This is an accusation against Yang Xinyao!
This is the anger of millions of butterflies!
"intelligence?"
Yang Xinyao was stunned for a moment, then laughed in astonishment and said, "Which party are you on? You would use such means to deceive. Don't you think it's childish?"
"This is not childish at all!"
Zhu Ling's voice was full of sharp momentum, and she asked sternly: "Eighteen pieces of information, the lives of hundreds of butterflies, do you think Zhu Ling and the travel master will joke about this issue?"
"What?"
Yang Xinyao's pretty face changed wildly, and even though she had remained calm over the years, she still couldn't suppress the trembling in her heart at this moment.
"What are you talking about?"
She asked: "I didn't receive any news, and I didn't know that the butterfly would be sacrificed. Who are you?"
This time.
Zhu Ling breathed out slowly and looked directly into Yang Xinyao's eyes. After a while, she said: "Butterfly!"
"Butterfly?"
On the contrary, Yang Xinyao sneered and said contemptuously: "Butterflies are extraordinary butterflies. Everyone is a talented and intelligent person. How can I be a village woman like you without any martial arts power?"
"yes."
Zhu Ling sighed: "We were indeed surprised when the Butterfly Lord found us, but she didn't expect to use us this day, but just in case."
"Just in case? What to prevent?"
"Master Yang, what you said is right."
Zhu Ling bowed slowly and said seriously: "We are not butterflies, but moths!"
"The moth flies into the flame, ignites itself, and illuminates the future of the anti-god!"
"Moth?"
Yang Xinyao was even more stunned and didn't believe it at all, and she asked: "Master Butterfly? That should be Han Ruyue? She created a force like yours before leaving, but we don't know what she means?"
This is rebellion!
"The moth was created by the butterfly master, but it was instructed by the human master!"
Finished.
Zhu Ling took off the brocade bag from her waist and tore it into pieces in an instant. A stream of fresh air came out in an instant, revealing Ling Feng's unique temperament. It flickered and ignited in the void, and then formed into moths.
"Master!"
A light flashed on Yang Xinyao's face, and she finally confirmed Zhu Ling's identity, but her heart became frightened. If Zhu Ling's identity was true, then the news she brought was also true.
"Butterflies control intelligence, while moths are mortal moths!"
Zhu Ling solemnly explained: "The Butterfly Master once said that until the moment of Nishen's life and death, moths will not come out. We are the lowest, but we hope to ignite life to ignite Nishen's glorious future!"
"The moment of life and death." Yang Xinyao's voice trembled, feeling incredible. The current situation in Nishen is very stable, and there is no life or death.
"Moths never joke."
Zhu Ling said seriously: "Butterfly sacrificed too much, but did not send the message. Master Yang should know the problem. In desperation, Master Yang could only send the message to the moth."
"What news!"
"The current situation is turbulent. As long as Master Yang is careful, he can find that all the major forces are mobilizing their power. Although Butterfly has not found the problem, Master Yang guessed that Wen Laozhen is... old!"
Yang Xinyao's pretty face has changed.
She had never thought about this problem before, but now that she thought about it, it had become this situation.
indeed.
This is a life-and-death moment for Ni Shen. Once Wen Laodao dies, Shenhuang and Ni Shen will face the Heavenly Clan's heavenly figures. Will other forces take advantage of the situation? What's more serious is that Butterfly's source of information collapses, and Ni Shen takes shape.
Like the blind tiger.
I'm afraid this isn't a problem with butterflies, but a problem with the whole rebellious god.
"What else did Xinglan find?"
"There is a problem with butterflies, but it may not be the butterfly that shoots the butterfly!" Zhu Ling said.
Yang Xinyao fell silent.
This is exactly what she guessed. The one who can shoot the butterfly may not be the butterfly, but may be the Hidden God, the Inverse God, or even the Wenxian. This is probably why Zhu Ling appears here, but she does not dare to ask for an explanation.
Traitors everywhere!
Who can still be trusted?
Her eyes flashed as she was deep in thought, but her hands and feet were trembling. The problem was far more thorny than she imagined. They were trying to infiltrate other forces, and other forces also wanted to break into the Anti-God.
Benefits are eternal!
Even the elders may be driven by profit, not to mention the new members of the Anti-Gods. The only ones who can be trusted are Lin Yong, Yun Meng, and Yang Lie. But there is a big problem with Butterfly's news, and she can't contact them at all.
superior.
She really wanted to get rid of the trouble once and for all, but as long as there was a slight breeze blowing on the grass, she was afraid that those rebels against God would immediately hide. They could stay dormant for a year or two, and then they could stay dormant forever.
It was a fierce knife that could strike Nishen's fatal wound at any time.
and.
What surprised her even more was that the news from the Shenvolcano was not cut off, and butterflies were seen from time to time. What did this mean?
These butterflies are probably traitors, but they are also uninformed butterflies who have never come into contact with Xinglan Xingyan. They are a mixed bag and need a pair of discerning eyes. She cannot let go of any traitor, but she cannot kill any loyal butterfly either.
.
If she does this, it will definitely arouse the vigilance of those people, and it will be impossible to catch them all by then.
for a while.
Yang Xinyao had a headache. The Ni Shen who looked down on the world back then had ended up in such a bad situation. After all, she was not as good as the Ni Master and the Human Master.
"Don't move, we have to wait!"
Yang Xinyao said sternly: "Civil strife is far more terrifying than external enemies. No matter what, we must kill all these people before the decisive battle... Zhu Ling, please send the news immediately and let Xinglan know."
"The message will be sent back, but I can't go back!" Zhu Ling smiled faintly, but her eyes were red. She didn't care about life or death, but she cared about that honest man.
Yang Xinyao trembled and did not dare to raise her head for a long time.
Her jade eyes also turned red, and her breathing was rapid and difficult. She knew that Zhu Ling really couldn't go back. Once she walked out of here, those butterflies would know that a person who was unfavorable to Lord Yang was actually released?
Is there anything more telling than this?
At that time, those traitors will immediately hide and reappear before the decisive battle to give the Anti-Gods a fatal blow. At that time, the entire Anti-Gods will be knocked down, and there will be no hope of salvation.