A wisp of spiritual power floated out from her palm like smoke, slowly reaching towards the screen.
boom!
The screen collapsed.
She is a girl with short black hair.
Wearing a jet-black tights, half of his face was covered by a mask, his hair on the right side was carefully braided into braids, and his left earlobe was decorated with silver earrings as long as his arm.
Under the mask, you can vaguely see hideous scars.
But as soon as the screen was removed, Song Ling sensed that it was not the girl who was stronger, but the heart-protecting jade in her hand. If there was no heart-protecting jade, this person would probably be at the golden elixir level, and he would not be able to compete with the heart-protecting jade.
Seven feet should be about the same.
"Who is this?" Song Ling asked.
Although Concubine Wu was annoyed that the screen was broken, she didn't say anything to blame Song Ling. She just glanced lazily and asked: "Why...who are the guards in my palace, who do you need to come and ask?"
"No, it's just a casual question, thank you for your answer." Song Ling smiled gently and said, "Can I leave now? I can't fulfill your request, and there seems to be no point in staying any longer."
Listening to these irritating words, Concubine Wu couldn't help but tighten the handkerchief in her hand.
She waved her hand to signal the palace attendants to stop Song Ling, and then asked: "The queen sent people to your palace a few days ago, but within one day, she looked very different. What happened?"
It turned out that he was waiting for Song Ling here.
Song Ling sighed and replied: "The queen wanted to give me some slaves, but I saw that my Yunxuan Pavilion still had enough people, so I declined. As a result, those slaves begged me, at least,
They couldn't leave after staying for one day, so I allowed them to stay for one day."
"That's it?" Concubine Wu stared at Song Ling suspiciously.
"That's all." Song Ling nodded.
After repeated confirmations, Concubine Wu waved to the palace officials again and let Song Ling go.
After Song Ling left, she turned around and asked the short-haired woman standing aside: "Is everything she said true?"
"Hui Niangniang, it's true." The woman spoke, but there was no tongue in her mouth, it was empty, and her voice was weird and hoarse, like gravel rolling across the paper, "But her cultivation is not just foundation building."
"Oh?" Concubine Wu raised her eyebrows and became interested, "What's going on?"
The woman lowered her head, looking unspeakable.
Snapped!
After receiving Concubine Wu's signal, Nuan Yu rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward, raised her hand and slapped the woman.
"I asked you to say what you said. Why are you hesitating and hesitating? You still want to hide it from me?" Concubine Wu sat back on the beauty's couch, touched her newly dyed nails with her fingers, and said unhappily: "Now
Nowadays, there is an urgent need for monks to defend the country around Liang. If you get impatient staying here, I can send you out."
When you go to the border of Liang State, you will inevitably have to conflict with the Qin State, monsters and other forces. There is no eye for magic. Whether you can hold on to your life or not depends on your personal destiny.
"I dare not hide anything from your Majesty." The woman knelt on the ground and said, "That monk is Song Ling from Welu Mountain. He is your Majesty's aunt, and she is also the person who is currently offering a reward in Welu Mountain. As long as your Majesty allows me, I will
This news can be sent back to Weilu Mountain, and then... Weelu Mountain will reward the empress, so why should the empress not be able to obtain the method of preserving her beauty?"
Concubine Wu's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she held up her long skirt and walked up to the woman.
No appreciation.
Didn't agree either.
She kicked the woman over.
"Do you think I'm a fool?!" Concubine Wu's eyes were filled with anger, she pointed at the woman on the ground, and said angrily: "Since she is your majesty's aunt, if I report her, wouldn't your majesty want to kill me?"
Gongjiu Clan?"
"I don't dare." The woman knelt down again.
Because the woman lowered her head, neither Concubine Wu nor Nuan Yu saw the malice in the woman's eyes.
"You'd better not dare! If you let me hear you say such a thing again, or if you really dare to secretly report to Weilu Mountain behind my back, I will kill you!" After saying that, Concubine Wu rolled her sleeves.
He walked out of the palace without looking back.
The woman's name is Lin Yaozhi.
Just as Song Ling guessed, she was a monk in the Golden Core stage.
At the same time, she is also a slave of the Wu family.
Lin Yaozhi, who was talented and strong-willed, was an excellent practitioner, so a hundred years ago, Lin Yaozhi was selected by Wu Xuxiu and brought to Penglai Pavilion for training.
However, even if Lin Yao's Taoism is small, even if she is one of the few hard-working people in Penglai Pavilion, she cannot continue to cultivate immortality as she wishes. She can only return to the Liang Kingdom with full of regrets to serve as the wife of the noble concubine Wu.
Effectiveness.
reject?
Lin Yaozhi had no room for refusal.
Her body was planted with the mother-child poison. Once she had a disobedient and rebellious heart, her soul would be shattered.
Song Ling quietly hid on the eaves and successfully overheard the conversation between Lin Yaozhi and Concubine Wu. On the one hand, Song Ling lamented how smart Concubine Wu was and knew what she could do and what she couldn't do. On the other hand, Song Ling expressed her concern for Lin Yao.
It gave rise to fear.
This kind of clandestine villain is the most difficult to guard against.
"Just kill him." Song Mo got out of Song Ling's sleeve pocket, climbed onto Song Ling's shoulders a few times, and said to Song Ling with his spiritual consciousness: "The people in this palace are not powerful, you want to
If you are willing to help me find the remaining bodies, I can eat them all."
"Can't you have something else on your mind besides eating?" Song Ling rolled her eyes, fell to the ground, and followed Lin Yaozhi in front, "I have to know where she got the news.
The reward, the reward in Welu Mountain is not something that just anyone can receive..."
Only by knowing the source can we avoid future troubles.
Song Mo flicked his tail and stopped talking.
He has been very sleepy recently.
Since Song Ling entered the palace, the dragon's energy suppressed Song Mo, making it unable to share the spiritual power she breathed out with Song Ling as before. As a result, Song Mo became increasingly sleepy, and it was difficult to spend even an hour a day.
wide awake.
However, no matter how much it begged Song Ling, Song Ling was indifferent to finding the remains.
"Are you unhappy?" Song Ling glanced sideways at Song Mo, who was sleeping soundly, and said, "It's not that I don't want to help you find it, but you have to know that I haven't even reached the peak of the foundation building stage. I really want to go.
Nanzhen helps you find a body, I don’t even know if I can come back alive."
After being quiet for a while, Song Mo yawned and replied angrily: "I know, I was just joking with you, you don't have to take it seriously."
Ahead, Lin Yao passed through the imperial garden, turned around several times, and finally got into a rockery.
When Song Ling followed, the rockery was empty. Not only was there no Lin Yaozhi, there was no spiritual power fluctuation either.
Just when Song Ling was about to perform a search, a seven-foot figure suddenly appeared on the rockery. He raised his hand and waved at Song Ling, and whispered: "Here."
"What are you doing here?" Song Ling looked at him strangely and asked.