Queen of Concubine Madness: Quit the tyrannical monarch

Chapter 56
When I came to a flat grassland, I could see the endless grassland and green forest, but Ziman felt a little oppressed. In the mountain, the houses of the ghost and witch clan were densely arranged, and people were busy working. The children Playing happily, Ziman looked at the scene with a smile on her lips, but she was surprised when she looked at the cliff.

"Why can't I see the top of the cliff, it seems to be shrouded in black fog."

Ziman carefully observed the tribe. Surrounded by mountains, the hillside is full of sunshine, but only a few rays of sunlight shine on the tribe, but the tribe is not dim, but it is brighter and brighter against the sunlight. , but it was much colder.

Finally, Ziman understood that this is the land of Xuanyin, and it is this kind of terrain that allows the ghost and witch tribe, a tribe with unique cultivation, to continue.

Ziman exclaimed: "Zi'er, try to circulate your Xuanyin True Qi here, and see how your cultivation progresses." Zier responded lightly, sitting cross-legged on the grass, performing the Zhenqi Jue, only to see Xuanyin Zhen Qi surrounded Zi'er, and Zi'er's figure could not be seen for a moment, like a cocoon wrapped in black mist.

Half an hour later, Zi'er woke up from her practice, and exclaimed to Ziman: "I didn't expect that here, my Xuanyin True Qi circulates faster, and my current state has also slightly improved."

"Well, you will practice here when you are free in the future. The terrain and environment here are not small for your Xuanyin body." Ziman said affirmatively, no wonder the ghosts and witches want to recognize Zier as a saint. The place was born for Zi'er.

The elders of the Ghost Witch Clan heard that sister Zi'er had woken up, and hurried over. One of the old women was very concerned about Zi'er, and regarded Zi'er as her own granddaughter. After sitting down, the old woman first checked Ziman's body. The injury, after confirming that there is no problem, said to Ziman:

"Thank you for saving your life, so that the saintesses of our family did not fall. You are here to cultivate yourself. If you have any requests, just ask us, and our Ghost Witch Clan will satisfy you. Thank you for taking care of Zi'er in the past. We will give you a satisfactory compensation."

These words made Ziman feel very strange, and felt that Zi'er was her own sister, even the saintess privately appointed by the Ghost Witch Clan.But hearing these words, it feels like Zi'er and Ziman parted ways.

"I don't quite understand what noble means, can you explain in detail?" Ziman asked.

"Zi'er is the saintess of our clan, she should be admired forever in our clan, so I hope you will keep her in the future." The old woman spoke decisively, without any emotion in her words.

"I haven't agreed with you yet. The patriarch hasn't said anything yet. You are not allowed to talk nonsense. I just want to be with my sister. I will go wherever my sister goes in the future." Zi'er said dissatisfied.

Invited by the elders of the Ghost Witch Clan, Ziman and Zi'er came to the Ghost Witch Clan Hall to attend the Ghost Witch Clan meeting at night. The elder whispered to Zi'er when he left: "There may be some accidents tonight, you must be prepared .” After speaking, Zi’er was left with a dazed face.

In the hall of the Ghost Witch Clan, the patriarch of the Ghost Witch Clan sat at the head, while Zi'er sat on the left of the patriarch, and on the right sat a delicate and quiet woman with a tulle face, a graceful body, and a pair of beautiful eyes. Extremely, it can be described as overwhelming the country and the city.

(End of this chapter)