From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 171 On the unscrupulous big eyeball (seeking subscription)
"saved…"

The people running around the city like headless chickens stopped, and slowly raised their heads, their eyes filled with the joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe.

In a dark tavern near Nanting Lake.

"Bang!"

The spatula in the old man's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound, bringing the three people who were in shock back to reality.

Ling Xiao squeezed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, his fair and handsome face showed the ease of letting go of everything.

"Stronger than before..."

he thought.

There are always some people in the world, no matter how difficult and dangerous the moment they encounter, they can deal with it calmly.

"That girl is..."

The old man in a dark yellow mandarin jacket looked at Ling Xiao, his turbid pupils couldn't hide his shock.

Halfway through speaking, he shook his head vigorously, smacked his mouth twice, and then changed his words tremblingly:
"That girl just now, is she a fairy who descended from the mortal world?"

"If you're not a fairy, how can you have such an ability to move the sky and change the sea?"

The beautiful singer also spoke, her beautiful eyes glowed like autumn water.

"Immortal..."

Ling Xiao shook his head, straightened his spine unconsciously, and a slight smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth, "There are no immortals in this world, and even if there were, immortals would not risk their lives to save you for no reason."

"Then who is she?"

The old man and the singer looked at each other, and they both saw the emotion in each other's eyes.

"It's our eldest princess, and also the saint of Daxia!"

The voice fell.

There was a sudden suffocation in the dim tavern, and it became quiet, and a needle could be heard.

Turns out those rumors were true...

Her Royal Highness the Princess is really a saint walking in the world...

What happened in the imperial city naturally spread.

But Yizhou is on the border of Daxia, several states away from the imperial city, and during the distance of thousands of miles, Jiang Zirou's certification of the sainthood was only a short period of more than a month. During this period, even if news spread to the people.

The vast majority of ordinary people also maintain a skeptical attitude towards this matter.

Of course, Jiang Zirou didn't care about these things.

But until now, after seeing it with my own eyes, I realized that the matter itself was more brilliant than the rumors, and even exceeded my most exaggerated imagination.

"The citizens of Nanyang City should build a Longevity Temple for Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

As the old man spoke, his cloudy eyes shone with light, as if he had made some kind of determination and was no longer confused.

He raised his head.

But he was a little surprised to find that the boy who came with the eldest princess had long since disappeared, and only himself and the singer just now remained in the empty restaurant.

……

The Yuan Shen Dao sword was retracted between the eyebrows.

Jiang Zirou breathed a sigh of relief, his face turned slightly pale.

The sword just now brought Jiang Zirou a feeling of carefree effort that she had not experienced for a long time. This is a wonderful feeling that she has never experienced since she stepped into the semi-holy realm.

After all, right now.

The enemy she faced was not a monk or a demon.

It's this world, the magnificent power that Nanting Lake has accumulated for thousands of years.

For Jiang Zirou, fighting against natural disasters with manpower is also a little bit reluctant.

Good thing…

She did it.

So, it's all worth it.

……

After cutting through the Nanting tide with a single sword.

Jiang Zirou took a long breath to replenish the lack of vitality in his body.

At this time, the improvement brought about by the indestructible talent is unusually obvious.

In an instant, countless golden streamers appeared in the sky.

The iron-gray lead cloud was formless and formless, moving slowly under the blowing of the lake wind, filling the hole pierced by the sword light in the blink of an eye.

The Nanting Lake was once again plunged into darkness.

At this time, these firefly-like light spots are very conspicuous.

They floated under the dark sky, shimmering, like the floating stars in the eternal starry sky.

In the next instant, countless light spots gathered together.

It was a thread at first, then became a long river rushing in the sky, and finally surrounded Jiang Zi and softened into a golden vortex.

The swirl disappears.

Jiang Zirou's breath soared, and he returned to his peak state again.

"As expected of a talent obtained from the third crossing of the dead end, the effect is unusually powerful."

Never fought an enemy with all his might.

Therefore, until today, this talent has shown its own fear.

This speed of vitality recovery is enough to make all enemies fall into despair.

……

In Nanyang City, a stronghold where Jinyiwei is located.

In the low-key and luxurious building, the lights were flickering, and figures in black were running back and forth, but they didn't make too many noises, and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn.

"Shh!"

The door was pushed open.

Moisture poured in with the autumn wind, breaking the silence in the secret room.

The candle flame flickered fiercely, and everyone was vigilant. They looked towards the door, and there was the clanging sound of swords being unsheathed in the corner.

After seeing who came, the tense atmosphere gradually eased.

"grown ups!"

The middle-aged man with a calm face and a dark golden cloud pattern embroidered on his arm rushed out from the corner and knelt on the ground.

Ling Xiao nodded, and said bluntly: "Preparing to evacuate, the residents staying in Nanyang City can be saved if they can... If they can't be saved, it depends on their fortune."

Jin Yiwei, who looked like a leader, hesitated and said:
"But something went wrong..." He thought of the raging waves that appeared in the sky just now, and also thought of the sword light sweeping away.

There was a faint guess in my heart, and I couldn't help showing a devout expression like a pilgrim on my face.

The surrounding Jin Yiwei also stopped their movements one after another and listened attentively.

"As you guessed."

Ling Xiao glanced at him, and said in a low voice: "Master is here, she will soon fight against the existence in Nanting Lake, the consequences are unpredictable, you'd better leave as soon as possible, don't let her hard work go to waste."

"Yes!"

Jin Yiwei, with golden cloud patterns painted on his arms, clasped his fists and saluted with a fiery look on his face.

……

In Nanyang City.

The last batch of residents shoot in long lines.

Jin Yiwei, who was lurking in the city for investigation, and the Imperial Army, who was in charge of carrying out the mission, were responsible for the escort mission.

There are quite a few people who stay in this city, some of them really can't leave, such as the old man and singer Jiang Zirou met before Ling Xiao.

The other part is to stay in this city.

People who want to get rich by taking advantage of the chaos, but don't want to leave.

The former part left quickly with the help of the Jin Yiwei imperial army, while the latter part was frightened by the terrifying tide, even if no one urged them, they would leave desperately.

In the old, long ranks.

In a carriage in the middle, an old man holding a wine jar and a singer in a pink dress sat facing each other.

The singer lifted the curtains, poked her head out of the car, and looked at the Nanting Lake behind her for a while. The black mist covered everything, and the girl in white was no longer visible.

She sighed in disappointment and shrank back into the car.

After looking at the old man for a long time, she said hesitantly: "Old man, do you think this city will get better in the future?"

"I will. Of course I will, boy."

The old man's skinny fingers like branches gently stroked the wine jar in his hand, his old and hoarse voice echoed in the closed compartment.

"As long as people are alive, everything will be fine..."

(End of this chapter)