Ancient Magician: Miss Shocking World

Chapter 500 Deadwood 1
Shen Yuling lowered her eyebrows, her long eyelashes blocked her eyes, making it hard to see what she was thinking.

Seeing that she didn't reply, the envoy twitched a meaningful smile, put away the elixir, turned around,
"You come with me."

Then Shen Yuling raised his face, took a deep look at the black figure, and furrowed his brows.

Is Ye Qing the holy envoy, but Ye Ming has two attitudes towards Ye Qing and the holy envoy. Did he deliberately misunderstand him, or did he do it on purpose?
Shen Yuling is not sure now, even if he said such ambiguous words.

Following him out of the main hall, he saw him slowly pacing down the mountain, he didn't change his shape, he didn't use his internal strength to go down the mountain quickly, instead he walked leisurely.

Shen Yuling lowered his eyes, no longer looked at him, but silently followed behind.

She could feel that their previous strengths were very different, even if she wanted to resist and not follow, it was impossible.

Along the way, Shenyuling's thoughts turned all over the place, overturning his own doubts and suspicions from time to time.

He couldn't be Ye Chongwen, but he was so similar in figure to Ye Chongwen.

But what is the relationship between Ye Qing and Ye Chongwen? Why did the envoy pretend to be Ye Qing and approach her? What is his purpose?

The others seemed to disappear, and they didn't meet a single person along the way.

Bai Moling, who went out to get Qingni's wound medicine, silently hid behind the rocks, watching the two people's backs away, with a frown furrowed.

After seeing the two of them disappearing into the temple, she came out, looking thoughtfully at the barriers set up around her.

Enter the front hall of the temple, then turn into the Huanchi, pass the hall, and enter the apse along the dark path.

Shen Yuling didn't understand what he brought her here for.

The silver needle in her hand flashed, and the silver needle that quenched the drowsiness was at her fingertips.

The envoy glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and a smile curled up on the corner of his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

After leaving the door of the apse, when he came to a dead tree with a height of half a person in the yard, he stopped, turned his face to look at Shen Yuling,
"Everyone knows that the holy envoys of the Holy Temple are bloodthirsty and murderous, and they will use any means to deal with the enemy.

God Yuling, what do you think? "

There was no expression on his face covered by the ghost mask, but his tone and tone were full of self-mockery.

Shen Yuling looked at the dead wood.

The dead wood was half his height, and it was dry but not eaten by moths. It seemed that the wind and rain in the past did not hinder it, or even though this ungrown tree suddenly died for some reason, there were still people who took special care of it.

Looking at the envoy's pitiful eyes when he looked at the dead wood, Shen Yuling couldn't understand.

Could it be that he has developed feelings for a tree?

Or, who is buried under this dead tree?

Thinking in my heart, my eyes looked over.

The envoy followed her gaze and pursed his lips,

"You haven't answered my question yet."

The voice is slightly cool.

Shen Yuling raised his eyes, looked at his ghost mask, and said lightly,

"I don't know, the rumors are not necessarily true, nor are they necessarily false.

It is most foolish to judge a person without seeing it with his own eyes and hearing it with his own ears. "

The envoy stared into her eyes, intending to see from her upturned peach blossom eyes that she was lying, but she didn't.

Her thoughts could not be seen in those dark eyes that penetrated into the ancient pool.

The envoy withdrew his gaze, and gently stroked the dead wood with his hands. Even if he was far away, Shen Yuling could still feel the tenderness behind the ghost mask.

"There once was a woman,
(End of this chapter)