One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

   Chapter 1638 The Era (18)

  The residence of the great witch.

  The snow is still falling, the snow in the yard is thicker, and the dead branches are covered with frost.

   Xiangtai sat under the eaves and looked at the dead tree in the yard.

Next to    there is a disciple kneeling on the futon, making tea skillfully.

  The disciple put the freshly brewed tea by the hand of the stage, followed the sight of the great witch to the dead tree in the yard, and said slowly: "Great witch, why don't we go to support the great witch Puzhou and the others?"

   Wushanju has received many refugees these days.

   There are also disciples of Wu Shanju, but not many.

   Except for the senior brother and others, most of them are injured or low in strength. Those senior brothers and sisters with great strength are still dealing with the elves outside.

   There are not many disciples in Jingcheng, and many of them are not low in strength.

   But the great witch told them to stay in the mirror city and not to go out.

   This puzzled them.

   "Mirror City is also very important."

  The disciple was puzzled: "I know that Jingcheng will watch and help Dongshan to prevent a large number of elves from appearing in Dongshan. However, there are Fengshan Dawu in Dongshan, and Jingcheng has a Dawu, so it doesn't matter if you send some disciples out..."

   This can ease the situation outside.

   They are now guarding in Mirror City, and they have nothing to do at all. Every day they hear news from outside, and everyone is very anxious.

   Xiangtai sighed and glanced at his direct disciple, "Mirror City is more important than Dongshan."

   Xiangtai wanted to say something, but he suddenly sensed something, got up and looked in the direction of the library.

   In the next second, the figure of Xiangtai disappeared, and his voice floated from a distance, "Call someone to the library!"

  The disciple did not dare to delay, and hurriedly called someone to the direction of the library.

   When the disciple arrived with someone, what he saw was the library that was set on fire.

   And their great witch was standing outside the library, looking like he had fought someone, with half of his sleeves missing, revealing his sturdy forearms.

   "The Great Witch..."

   "The order goes on, Mirror City is under martial law." The stage said solemnly: "There are elves in the city."

   After finishing speaking, the stage hurried away.

   He has to contact Puzhou and Fengshan, there is an elves who find here, maybe they already know the Lingzhu...

  …

  …

  Bai Cang Mountain.

  Lingqiong's face was numb from being scratched by the wind and snow, and at this time He Mian was also thrown into the snow, so she quickly rubbed her face to warm up.

   Hemian also landed on the ground, and the light green wings were slowly disappearing.

   The snow gradually turned scarlet.

  Lingqiong looked up and saw blood dripping from He Mianya's fingertips.

   "I remind you, beware of witchcraft traps..." Lingqiong couldn't care about her numb face, and hurried forward, "I'll take a look at your injury."

   He Mian didn't care about letting go.

  The blood splattered onto the snow, forming a string.

   His movement was like flicking water droplets, as if flicking it would be fine.

After    was finished, He Mian also suddenly said, "You really can't kill Xiangtai."

  "..." Dad wants to kill him, but there is a way! "I look at your injury!"

  He Mian also: "Small injury, no need."

   He Mian also looked at her: "Where's the stuff?"

   They worked so hard to alarm the stage and grabbed the things, where did she put them?

   "You show me the injury first. Otherwise you don't want to see those things."

  "…" Is she threatening herself?

  …

  …

   Baicang Mountain is very big, Lingqiong bypassed the previous avalanche and found a place to avoid the wind and snow.

  He Mian also sat opposite her with a sullen face, the clothes on the left fell from his shoulders, revealing his entire arm.

   The ferocious wound on his arm almost cut his arm in half.

After   Lingqiong arrived in Jingcheng, she took a lot of medicines that could heal her injuries.

   But these medicines, for Hemian, seem to be of average effect, and even hemostasis is not smooth.

  He Mian also calmly said: "This is the injury of the great witch, ordinary medicine has no effect."

   The little girl frowned and thought of a lot of ways, and finally stopped the bleeding.

   "Things." He Mian didn't care about his own injuries, but more about the things he brought out from the library.

  Ling Qiong took out a box from the game backpack.

The    box was half a person high, and it was full of books and some manuscripts.

   Hemian was also more interested in those manuscripts.

  Lingqiong took the book and opened it—

   In the fifty-seventh year of Penghai, there was a great earthquake in Dongshan, and Huaguang rose up. You sent people to investigate and returned with a young girl.

  This woman is completely different from the people in Penghai. She has special skills, has wings, and her wings are as thin as a cicada's clothes, her eyes are different colors, and she is good at bewitching.

   This woman has a beautiful appearance and is named Fumeng.

   Jun was very happy and was imprisoned in Yilan Hall.

  The courtier's death remonstrance, fearing that the origin of the daughter is unknown, that it is different from our family, and that it will hurt the body of longevity.

   Jun ordered people to be imprisoned with their wings broken.

  …

The king    was very fond of Fu Meng, and imprisoned him in the Yilan Hall, intending to accept him as a concubine.

   But the ministers in the court objected, and felt that she was of unknown origin, and it was extremely unsafe to be placed by the king's side.

The    king accepted this opinion and ordered someone to cut off Fumeng's wings.

   After confirming that there is no double-winged Fumeng, and the danger is not so great, the courtiers can't help the king.

  The king is very fond of Fumeng, but Fumeng is not appreciative and contradicts him many times.

   After Fumeng ran away again and again, he finally ran out of patience and handed her over to Shen Xingsi, who always wanted to find out the origin of Fumeng.

  Shen Xingsi, the original Shen Xingsi, is the king's sword and sword, specializing in unsightly things.

  Because of his **** and domineering style, he was later renamed Shenxingsi.

  Fu Meng was imprisoned in the Shenxing Division, waiting for her will be purgatory.

  …

  Lingqiong turned to the last page, and the record stopped at Fumeng's death.

   This was obviously transcribed, not a real historical record.

   He Mian also said that no one cared about the first elf who came over, what happened to her.

  Who started the disaster first?

   The first elf to come here, according to the records, did not hurt anyone.

  Lingqiong glanced at the opposite side, He Mian was also looking at the manuscripts, some kind of storm was brewing in his black eyes.

  Lingqiong observed him for a while, seeing that he was just not very happy, and there was no other change, and continued to look at the others.

   These books are almost all about the elves.

  From their habits, types, strengths…

   There are also some descriptions about Dongshan.

  The passage of Dongshan, from the description, is very spectacular, not the one under the Elf Tower that can only be passed by one person.

   In these contents, the word 'Lingzhu' is frequently mentioned.

   But there is no more detailed record about this Lingzhu.

  Lingqiong turned out the card and stared at the words "Pearl of Dust" for a while.

  She closed the book in her hand and moved to the opposite side, "What is the Lingzhu?"

   Ask directly if you don’t understand.

   She felt that He Mian definitely knew.

   He Mian also heard the words, first glanced at the book that Lingqiong casually dropped on the ground, and finally gave only four words: "My family's treasure."

  Lingqiong pondered and made a bold guess: "Are you looking for it?"

   Hemian did not admit or deny it either.

  Lingqiong sorted out the existing clues, "Did it follow that elf called Fumeng to Penghai?"

   "Have you seen the record about her?"

"Um."

   Hemian also asked Lingqiong to show him.

   He Mian just swiped it once, and threw the book into the fire, "You humans really like to distort facts."

   As a human, she felt offended.

  How can the group be blamed for what a small number of people do!

  She is kind, okay? !

   "Is the record incorrect?" Lingqiong looked at the flame of the scroll, "Then tell me."

   (end of this chapter)