Guqin Magic Sound: Willful Princess Don't Worry About Getting Married

Chapter 137 Your Patriarch's Disciple

I don't know what kind of host is the most real and the happiest.

"I know!" Murong Xi was shocked, but answered Zhu Nan calmly.

She understood why Mancheng was in danger, and the people from Xunfeng Pavilion came to the rescue. It turned out that all this was caused by her.

Then she can only solve it now.

But she knew that even if she didn't take that thing by chance, it would be snatched by other people, and the appearance of the demons was inevitable.

Humans are greedy, but the demons are treacherous and cunning. They just take advantage of human greed and use this sealed object as a treasure to tempt humans to take it away, so as to gain freedom.

It's true that the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet high. There are always some things that exist relative to each other, either one or the other.

The white tiger sealed the demons with its teeth, so where is his body? Why didn't Zhu Nan sense the white tiger at the time, but he did when he went to the misty forest.

Could it be... the white tiger's body is still in the foggy forest?

Murong Xi's heart flashed a trace of unconscious worry, "Maybe I'm worried about Zhu Nan's little friend."

Zhu Nan is her contracted beast, and whatever is on Zhu Nan's mind will affect Murong Xi.

He told Zhu Nan to prepare some materials for her to build a house and bring them to her in the evening, and then he went back to his room.

Outside the room, Xiaolan and brother were already waiting there, seeing Murong Xi coming, "Master!"

"Come in, don't stand outside." Murong Xi said something to the two of them before entering the room, and the two followed closely behind.

"Xiao Lan, how is your injury?" Murong Xi asked with concern.

"Back to the master, it's all over. It doesn't hurt at all now." Xiaolan is also a little girl, although she usually looks deserted, she is very cute when someone cares about her.

"It's fine if you're fine, come and sit down, I have something to talk to you." Murong Xi looked at the two of them, and sat down on the couch.

"Master, we can just stand here."

"You don't have to be polite in front of me, come and sit down." Murong Xi said kindly.

Although she is only 15 years old, she is very mature in her behavior. Xiaolan and the others think that this is the nobility that royal people should have, so they dare not be presumptuous in front of Murong Xi.

"Thank you sir."

After a conversation, the two were indeed descendants of Master Yue Linfeng.

Yue Xiaofeng took out the fragmented scroll: "Master, this book is left by the ancestor, let us keep it for generations, and when the owner of another fragmented scroll appears, we will give it to her."

"How do you know that I have that fragment?" Murong Xi asked.

"The ancestor was a monster that everyone in this continent feared 100 years ago. Whether it was for fame or profit, everyone pursued and killed him endlessly. At that time, the ancestor could be called a mouse crossing the street.

Later, he put down his great-grandmother and grandfather, and led away all the pursuers by himself, and never came back since then.

However, those people did not stop chasing and killing us because of the ancestor's courtyard. No one found the mountain-like property of the ancestor back then, and the ancient fragments he obtained in a secret place in the original border were also missing, so those people They are still chasing us endlessly.

Master, you are willing to save our siblings, and you are the disciple of the ancestor. The things of the ancestor should be on your body. Even if you are not there, we only have this fragment to repay your life-saving grace. "

Yue Xiaolan spoke slowly, and the plain words described the pain and desperation that people in their era endured.

"Since you know that I am your ancestor's disciple, you don't need to call me master anymore,"

(End of this chapter)