Song Ling heard the hidden meaning of Chen Liansheng's words.
However, what she finds unbelievable is why Lin Zigui promised Chen Liansheng such a huge profit? Is this also the right given to her by heaven?
Before Song Ling could think about it, Chen Liansheng had already sat back in his seat.
The boy folded his sleeves and bowed, bowed his head and said, "This disciple is always thinking about the Master."
"Yes, yes." The boy next to him hurriedly spoke out to smooth things over: "Qingfeng only thinks about the master. The Nine Heavens Jade is something that the sect master values now. If it stays for a long time, there will be changes. The master should take action as soon as possible.
good."
At this time, the Double-Ear Panlong Pill Furnace made a buzzing sound, which seemed to remind Chen Liansheng.
Not long after, wisps of smoke emerged from the holes of the alchemy furnace, forming a winding mountain scene in mid-air.
"It's time." Chen Liansheng rubbed his forehead, held his head with one hand, and said to the boy: "Since Lord Ruan has invited you, I'll go and pack my things."
Hearing this, the two boys were overjoyed and quickly took out the bronze drills next to them. Each of them hooked the top cover of the alchemy furnace and put it aside.
A cold blue flame replaced the smoke.
Qingfeng reached into the Qiankun bag and took out a glass jar. With his fingers closed, he put all the cold flames into the glass jar.
When Qingfeng brought the jar to Chen Liansheng, Chen Liansheng came over and fanned it with his hand. His face brightened and he said, "The heat is just right. You two stay here and continue to collect. I will go over by myself to take a look."
Hearing this, Song Ling became energetic.
Sure enough, Chen Liansheng took a breath, stood up, and walked out of the door in a hurry.
After Chen Liansheng left, the other boy finally relaxed a little, bumped Qingfeng beside him with his elbow, and said in a low voice: "How dare you contradict the Immortal Lord like that just now? You don't want your life? Even if you and I can be regarded as substitutes,
The Immortal Lord may not give this face to the people of the sect master."
Qingfeng immersed himself in his work and said: "Of course I know that the Immortal Lord will not do anything to me. The more irritable and irritable he is, the less likely he is to take action."
"Oh?" The boy raised his eyebrows curiously.
"The Immortal Lord is going to ascend. How can he be stained with the blood of ordinary people like us when he sits on the throne of heaven and earth one day? So if you can take action, you won't. Being angry is just an appearance." Qingfeng calmly said calmly.
said.
The spiritual butterfly carrying Song Ling's spiritual consciousness fluttered and landed on the edge of the Double-Ear Panlong Pill stove.
The rich fragrance instantly woke Song Ling up.
She originally wanted to take off again, but who knew that the edge of the alchemy furnace was very slippery, and just as she was about to fly, she was pulled into the furnace by an inexplicable force.
"Tongsheng, something seemed to have fallen into the alchemy furnace just now." Qingfeng straightened up and glanced at the alchemy furnace, frowning and saying.
The boy named Tongsheng stopped when he heard the sound, turned around and looked around, and said, "Is there one? Why didn't I see it? That's all, even if something falls in, it will be burned clean by the unknown fire, so don't worry.
"
Qingfeng still felt strange. He put his hand on the edge of the alchemy furnace and checked it several times.
Unfortunately, he saw nothing.
At this moment, Song Ling had indeed been sucked into the inside of the alchemy furnace by the tongues of the nameless fire. Everything in front of her was surrounded by the cold blue flames. She could no longer see, and there were only crackling flames left in her ears.
Burning sound.
It doesn't hurt.
Not only is it painless, but it also has a very gentle and intimate feeling.
I don’t know how long it took, but Song Ling was pushed around by the flames. She felt like she was about to become a part of the cold flames. Unexpectedly, when she opened her eyes, she saw a beautiful woman in white with long hair reaching her waist.
woman.
"We meet again by chance."
The beautiful woman turned her head and looked at Song Ling with motherly love in her eyes.
An unpleasant idea appeared in Song Ling's mind.
Soon, this idea became true.
The beautiful woman raised her hand to cover her lips, smiled, and said, "What should I call you? You should have your own name now. Of course, I will introduce myself first. I am your mother, the ancient ferocious beast."
Yao Zhu, was also the former king of monsters in Zhongzhen, Aohen, or... you can also call me Lianhen."
Good guy, it was a violent thunder when it came up.
After being silent for a long time, Song Ling closed her eyes to digest the news, then looked up again at the beautiful woman who claimed to be Lian Hen, and asked: "Then can you tell me, what is my situation now? What should I do?
go out?"
"You don't think that since I'm your mother, I have to treat you well?" Lian Henxu sat in mid-air, cupping her chin and said: "How you get out is your business. After all, I can't get out anymore.
If you can stay here, it will be a good thing for me."
Lian Hen's words made Song Ling feel more at ease.
If Lian Hen was friendly and gentle from the beginning, Song Ling would have doubted Lian Hen's intentions.
"Then let me change the question." Song Ling still looked like a spiritual butterfly. While flashing his wings, he said calmly: "What is your situation now? Your body was taken away by Lin Zi, and your spiritual consciousness should be able to recognize the soul.
It’s right to return to the abyss of beasts, right?”
Song Ling knew that Lian Hen would definitely answer some questions.
Lian Hen's eyes on the opposite side moved slightly, the corners of his lips raised, and he said with a smile: "The little guy knows how to poke people's painful spots. Yes, he has a bit of talent."
Then, without waiting for Song Ling to speak, Lian Hen continued: "Yes, my corpse was indeed taken away by Lin Zigui, and for this reason, she used the magic of the Ten Thousand Beasts Abyss to detain my soul here.
Place."
The magic of Ten Thousand Beasts Abyss?
It sounds nice, but it's actually a witchcraft.
Song Lingwu thought to herself.
On the other side, Lian Hen also saw through Song Ling's thoughts and shrugged: "You see... you are not as good as her. She knows that whether it is evil magic or the righteous way, as long as it can be used for herself, she can use it.
"
The woman mentioned by Lian Hen was undoubtedly Lin Zigui.
"So? You haven't been locked up here yet." Song Ling responded unceremoniously: "This alchemy furnace is not a good place. If you stay here for a long time, you will be refined sooner or later."
These words changed Lian Hen's expression.
The fierce cold flames all around confirmed Song Ling's words.
"I am certain to die, what about you?" Lian Hen raised his chin slightly, looked at Song Ling with squinted eyes, and said coolly: "Don't you want to go out? Little boy, be more polite, or you can stay here.
Just wait to die."
Where did the mother and daughter, who had never met each other, come from so many feelings? It would be good if they didn't fight.
"Really?" Song Ling was not afraid of her. She flashed her wings and transformed into a human form. She said with a fake smile: "If I am really worthless to you, why did you show up in the first place? Why did you use me?
How come you want to get close to me as a mother?"