After hearing Uncle Hun say all this, Mrs. Yu seemed to have suddenly become ten years older, and she became much more haggard in an instant. Her appearance really made people feel a little sympathetic, but the next moment, her aura changed and she let out a cold and sharp laugh: "Ah hahahahaha... Long Ying will avenge me, he will kill you all, you can't hide, hahaha... I'm waiting for you to accompany me below, hahahaha..."

Suddenly, she broke free from the Dragon Guard's clamp and hit the hard pillar, and died on the spot with blood!

"Who is Long Ying?" Ye Lan asked curiously.

Jun's face was gloomy and ugly. After a moment of silence, he replied, "I am my junior brother, the manager of the Dragon Palace." I thought it was him, but he was really him, and Jun's mood was very complicated now.

Long Ying has been by his side since he was a child. They practice literature and martial arts together and grew up together. Unexpectedly, he actually betrayed him. Jun's face was gloomy and a prelude to a storm brewed in his eyes.

"I think I know where Long Ying is." After a while, Feng Qingchen suddenly spoke.

Then she told them all about what happened during the days when she disappeared, and at the same time made a request to return to Miaojiang alone.

Faced with their opposition, Feng Qingchen only said one sentence: "I feel that something is calling me there, maybe, there is a way to keep living."

The blood curse comes from Miaojiang. She believes that if there is a way to crack it, it must be in Miaojiang!

Her persistence defeated the opposition of the few of them. She set off alone to Miaojiang early the next morning. No, not alone, and there was a delicate and beautiful little maid next to her with her.

At this moment, Feng Qingchen, who was thousands of miles away, was sitting in a spacious and translucent hall, where many old men with white hair and beards sat, but they just stared at her and looked at her eyebrows, as if they could see them, and their scorching eyes seemed to be looking at something precious, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Ahem... I wonder if you have seen enough? If you have seen enough, can you tell me your identity? Don't you know that it is very rude to stare at a woman like this?"

After about an hour, Feng Qingchen was creepy by their unabated burning eyes. He coughed lightly, interrupted their scrutiny gaze and asked the questions in his heart.

After half a month's journey, she finally returned to Miaojiang. She had just returned for two days and had not had a good rest. This morning, a group of old men in their fifties came over. She forced someone to dig her out of the bed and stared at her like a monster for a morning.

"Well, it's good, it's good to have a good appearance and temperament, but it's barely acceptable."

"The eyes are very vivid and spiritual, not bad!"

"But I'm too thin, I'm still so thin at the age of fifteen. I'm afraid it won't be easy for my offspring to continue in the future."

"After so many years, I finally found the saint. God has eyes. Blessings! When the saint comes back, he will definitely bring blessings to our Miaojiang tribe. God is blessed!"

Feng Qingchen was ignored again, and a helpless look flashed in her eyes. These old men were all weird like something, and they emitted an unpleasant smell on their bodies. The more she was stunned, the more uncomfortable she felt.

Miaojiang has always been famous for its mystery. Few people from the Miaojiang tribes walk outside their tribes, and outsiders cannot enter Miaojiang, which is surrounded by miasma and poisonous insects. There are few records about Miaojiang outside, and she doesn't know much, most of them were learned from Miaojiang before.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing you, can anyone ask you to answer my question?" After being looked at like a cargo for more than an hour, Feng Qingchen's patience had been almost worn out, and he spoke again to interrupt their whispers.

This time, her voice was a little higher, with a hint of anger. Several of the white-haired old men frowned, looked at her unhappyly, pointed at her and scolded, "It's really rude to interrupt others casually. In my opinion, such an uneducated wild girl is not qualified to be a saint at all. She is only worthy of throwing it to the back mountain to let our baby be a snack after meals."

"I also agree. The saint is the leader of the entire Miaojiang. How can this uncultivated wild girl be the one who is not accomplicated? I also do not agree. I ask that she be sent out of Miaojiang and re-elect the saint!"

"I also agree to reselecting the saint..."

From beginning to end, Feng Qingchen just said a few words. She didn't think there was any rudeness in her words. Instead, their indifference to her angered her. "Captain Sang, does my existence cause trouble for you? If my existence causes you to controversy, I will apologize to you here, even if it is not me who I am willing to stay here." Her words were a little ridiculous, and a layer of warm anger was dyed in her eyes and looked at the only person she could call her.

The tiger doesn't show its power but really treats her as a sick cat. These old men who step into the coffin all think that others are like them and covet the benefits brought by the position of the saint, but they don't know that the position of the saint, which they regard as treasures, is just a burden, just a burden!

Her words attracted the attention of everyone here. She seemed to have not seen those hostile eyes, and her face had a quiet and elegant smile, but the words she said were thorny. "I'm sorry that my existence has caused you controversy. If so, I don't mind where to go! Of course, if someone is willing to kindly tell me the purpose of "inviting" me here for so much effort, I would be very grateful to him!" She deliberately said the word "invitation" to them, just to tell them her dissatisfaction.

Her eyes fell on Elder Shui of the Wood Clan, waiting to see how he expressed his opinion! She really wanted to know what attitude he was holding when she faced the pressure from the other four clans?

"Hmph! I don't know what's wrong!" After Feng Qingchen said the words, the entire hall was silent for a moment, and then a light and disdainful voice sounded again.

A dark color flashed in Feng Qingchen's eyes, but he secretly remembered those who were hostile to him in his mind. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and a woman's revenge will never end in her life! She never denies that she is small-minded, so she will secretly record anyone who offends her.

"Cough cough... I'm tired all day long. Miss Feng should be tired. Come and invite Miss Feng back to the room to rest first, and have some good supplements to stew for Miss Feng to replenish her body." Sang Muze, the leader of the Sang tribe, coughed lightly and found an excuse to let Feng Qingchen leave.
Chapter completed!