"She has committed a serious crime and is now serving her sentence in a secluded prison. Her sentence is nine hundred years." Zhuanxu Ling Tuxiu replied.
Song Ling was stunned, as if she didn't expect Xiaoyu's sentence to be so severe, and asked, "What else did she do?"
Zhuan Xuling was very satisfied with the surprised expression on Song Ling's face. He was silent for a while, and after whetting Song Ling's appetite, he said with a smile: "That little girl used the technique of Nightmare Victory to modify her own natal chart, and she stole her energy.
Fortunately, it was the family you handed over to me at that time. She had a lot of lives on her hands, but with a nine-hundred-year sentence, it was not just this."
"What do you mean?" Song Ling asked.
"That family is destined to give birth to a queen in the future, and she will be the queen of the human emperor." Zhuanxu Ling explained briefly and did not go into details.
But soon, he folded his sleeves and put his hands behind his back, and said slightly angrily: "May I ask, why should I answer you? Also, this place is connected to Jiuyou. If you don't want to die, just leave as soon as possible."
What Song Ling did in Jiuyou before was still fresh in Zhuanxu Ling's memory.
Even though the wound was healed now, he could still vaguely feel pain in the wound until late at night.
To be precise, it's not the wound that hurts, it's his majesty that hurts.
"Then can you please help me pick a few of those Sanshengcao?" Song Ling stood on tiptoe and glanced back a few times, then asked in an insatiable manner.
Since the appearance of Zhuanxu's Tomb, the thorns on the No Return Plain have slowly shrunk, and the spiked grass has also restrained its thorns. Even the wild beasts hiding in the grass have disappeared. And outside the thorny field, the thorns bloom in full bloom.
There are patches of tiny white and blue flowers.
That is Sanshengcao.
However, in a place like this, the more beautiful things look, they are often destructive.
"You want me to pick flowers?" Zhuan Xuling's face turned even darker.
Song Ling spread her hands noncommittally, with a pure look on her face.
Zhuan Xuling was so angry that he took a few deep breaths, turned his palms, and there was a surge of black energy. He looked at Song Ling coldly and said, "I didn't kill you last time. Do you really think that I am a Bodhisattva with a bad heart? I will send you to Jiuyou today.
Let’s see how arrogant you are.”
"Really?" Song Ling sat down on Song Mo's back carelessly and said nonchalantly: "Then Lord, you can give it a try, but I don't know... is it your hands that are faster, or the restriction underneath you that breaks faster?
The Lord should have noticed the movement just now. As long as I have a thought, the restriction will be completely broken. By then, you will be able to control the thorn banshee in this area, so may I ask, where are the other monsters?"
Song Mo's figure is as big as a bear, and he can be used as a mount for Song Ling.
After a while, Zhuanxu Ling gathered his strength.
What Song Ling said was indeed Zhuan Xuling's concern. He didn't know how Song Ling appeared here. Since he didn't know, he didn't know what Song Ling could do.
Caution comes from the unknown.
On the other hand, when Song Ling faced Zhuan Xuling's threats, his expression did not change at all, and he looked like he had a back-up plan.
"Besides Sanshengcao, what else do you want to do?" Zhuanxu Ling asked.
"No." Song Ling pursed her lips and smiled, and said very cooperatively: "Your Majesty, you can rest assured that I will never appear in front of you in the future, let alone cause trouble or embarrass you."
Just like that, Zhuanxu Ling really turned around and went to pick Sanshengcao.
Song Mo shook his tail proudly and said, "Look, let me tell you, he definitely doesn't know that you can't use your spiritual power now."
"Shut up." Song Ling kept her movements unchanged and warned: "We haven't got the things yet, so don't give me a half-time celebration. Otherwise, if something goes wrong later, I will take you out to sacrifice to heaven."
Fortunately, Zhuanxu Ling seemed to really want to get rid of Song Ling quickly.
He randomly grabbed a handful of Sanshengcao and threw it at Song Ling. Without looking at Song Ling, he said, "No, here you go, get out of here and don't let me see you again."
"Thank you, Lord." Song Ling stood up happily.
Because there was still some distance between Zhuan Xu Ling and Song Ling, in order to prevent Zhuan Xu Ling from seeing the clues, she even turned around on one foot to cover up the fact that she was temporarily unable to use her spiritual power, and elegantly and beautifully accepted the three
Growing grass.
Immediately afterwards, Song Mo carried Song Ling back the same way.
When Zhuanxu Ling felt something bad, Song Ling had already fled.
At that time, Huanyu was extremely anxious while waiting by the forest. He was pacing back and forth, hesitating whether to go forward to look for Song Ling, and thinking about Song Ling's warning. In the end, he could only spin in circles. He saw Song Ling's figure in the distance.
Appearing, Huanyu hurriedly waved his hand and shouted: "It's getting late, we have to go back quickly."
As soon as the time passed, a group of beasts came out from under the abyss of beasts. If they were forced to stay here, there would be more misfortune than good.
"Let's go." Song Ling stretched out his hand to grab Huanyu, pulled him onto Song Mo's back, and explained: "This is the spirit beast I tamed when I was in Weicheng. You have seen it before, it's the palm-sized raccoon slave."
.Now that its cultivation has improved, it can become a mount."
Song Mo was not very happy.
But at this moment, considering what the lie might be, Song Mo could only pinch his nose and hold it in, head down and run away.
It's late at night outside.
Qi Chi was squatting on the edge of the cliff with Liu Xinyun to look at the scenery.
One is worried about his benefactor, and the other is worried about the master's instructions.
Suddenly, a wind blew upward, causing Liu Xinyun to stumble backward and fall to the ground. Qi Chi quickly raised his sleeves to protect Liu Xinyun, and looked towards the edge of the cliff with a little joy in his eyes.
"My dear friend! You're back!" Liu Xinyun found out that Song Ling was back, and quickly brushed Qi Chi's hand away and ran towards Song Ling happily.
Song Ling turned over and landed on the ground, reached out and touched Liu Xinyun's head, and said with a smile: "I made you worry."
"It's still a quarter of an hour before we leave, and you've been taking too long." Qi Chi cleared his throat, suppressed the worry just now, and said loudly: "It's getting late, since you're back, then I'll
Go and rest, call me if you need anything."
After saying that, Qi Chi turned around and walked towards the flying chariot.
"Thank you for taking care of Xin Yun." Song Ling led Liu Xin Yun to follow quickly, picked one from the Sanshengcao and handed it to Qi Chi, saying: "As a thank you, I give this to you."
After all, it is something that can only be obtained with great difficulty. Even if you don't use it yourself, you can sell it in a Taoist shop, and it will still be a good price.
Huayu followed behind with his hands folded, joking: "What about me? Don't I have one?"
"Yes, yes, everyone who sees it has a share." Song Ling laughed loudly, turned around and stuffed a flower in his ear, and said, "How can I miss you? You are my biggest picker of Sanshengcao.
Hero."
The four of them returned to the chariot and went into their rooms to rest.
Finding that Song Mo did not follow him into the house, Song Ling smoothed her short hair, walked out of the room, and searched around the deck.
The moon and stars are sparse.
Song Mo squatted under the flying chariot, his long white hair fluttering in the wind, like a heroic white tiger.