290 Twilight Clouds Are Treacherous and Undercurrents Are Raging Twelve
Jiang Xuan looked at Hua Jinglan and looked sarcastic with disappointment, "How can he help us on his own?"
"It will work, it will definitely work!" Cheng Zhe said, clenching his fists.
Hua Jinglan looked at these people, her heart ached slightly, and she opened her mouth and said: "I will definitely save you."
"Save?" Jiang Xuan raised his voice, "Do you know how many Brahma masters there are in Qingshan Village?"
After he finished speaking, he answered without waiting for Hua Jinglan to ask: "Six, six full Brahma masters. Even if you are also a Brahma, how can you win so many people?"
Cheng Zhe turned around and looked at Hua Jinglan expectantly, fearing that she would regret it, but Hua Jinglan could see clearly that when he placed his hope in her, he also wanted to use his own power to resist the Brahma masters on Penglai Island, even if he was blocked
He might have to risk his life!
Raising her eyebrows and smiling, Hua Jinglan said briskly: "Only six."
Everyone's eyes widened: Six... just?!
Cheng Zhe couldn't help but be surprised, was what he said true?!
"I thought there were only six Brahmas," Hua Jinglan stepped forward, looked around at the crowd and said, "Leave these six people to me. How about you each save your family?"
"Why should we believe you?" Jiang Xuan asked.
"If you want to ask what the difference is between dying early and dying late..." Hua Jinglan's eyes darkened, "Then I can only tell you that the former is not as useless as the latter!"
Everyone was shocked, and Cheng Zhe seized the opportunity and said loudly: "Did you all hear it? This is our last chance. It is best if we can save our family. If not, we will die together with Qingshan Village!"
The wind was rustling and no one spoke, which meant that everyone acquiesced.
The fire was bright, Hua Jinglan sat in the distance and looked at the people wolfing down the fire. She paused while drinking water, "The people of Penglai Island have fallen to this..."
"I'm afraid my father was in the same state of mind back then." Sang Bugui said quietly.
Hua Jinglan turned to look at him, "Do you hate my mother?"
Sang Bugui looked at her and shook his head, "How can anyone blame this? I can't tell right from wrong."
Hua Jinglan handed him the water, "Do you still want to go back to Penglai Island?"
Sang Bugui raised his head and took a sip, hesitating for a moment before saying: "Actually, I have no obsession with Penglai Island, and the same goes for this world. I practice martial arts diligently to fulfill my father's wish. Now that my wish is gone, no matter it is the world
It doesn't make any difference to me whether it's Penglai Island."
Hua Jinglan laughed silently and said: "Then why do you still maintain the reputation of Penglai Island?"
"This is also to protect my father's reputation." Sang Bugui tightened his hands, "I don't want others to say that the people of Penglai Island deserved their death!"
Hua Jinglan breathed out into the night sky and said quietly: "There are so many people in the world, how can you stop everyone's mouth? It is human nature to be ignorant and spread rumors. Eliminating rumors has never relied on human power.
It depends on time."
"The more you speak, the more others will criticize you. It would be best if you have the power to correct this trend. If you can't, you should do what you can."
Sang Bugui looked at her side face. The name "Mr. Xueyue" has been resounding all over the world. Some people scolded her and others praised her, but most people treated her with a cold attitude. She was not a good person from the beginning.
Possessing absolute power, she insisted on her own ideas in a life-and-death struggle, and became friends along the way. Without her having to defend herself, someone would bring the truth everywhere. She was right, being right or wrong did not rely on justification at all.
Ruhuajia. A year ago, the Huajia was at its peak. Who had ever considered the feelings of a girl? But a year later, it turned out that there was something ugly hidden under the flowery appearance of the Huajia, and it was shared by the whole world.
Know!
"Does the master want to revive the Penglai Gate?" Sang Bugui asked.
Hua Jinglan kept her head raised and said, "There are only a few people who are not doing well. Since the vast majority are content and happy, why should I bother them?"
Sang Bugui lowered his head and thought for a while, then smiled and said, "I really can't compare with the sect master."
"You're thinking too much," Hua Jinglan turned her head and looked at him, "I'm just afraid of trouble."
Sang Bugui smiled and said nothing. What she did may not necessarily be what she said. The meaning behind it may only be proven by time.
"Sir..." Cheng Zhe came over with two roasted pheasants, "You guys should have something to eat too."
"Okay!" Hua Jinglan accepted it generously. She was busy looking for traces of Chun Yuyan's army these days, and the steamed buns were almost watery. She suddenly smelled the oily smell and felt particularly greedy.
Sang Bugui also took one, spread his hands and took a big bite.
Cheng Zhe did not leave, but sat down next to them. He glanced at Hua Jinglan from time to time, as if he had doubts in his eyes, but he hesitated to ask.
Hua Jinglan swallowed a mouthful of leg meat and asked, "Do you have anything to ask?"
Cheng Zhe seemed to have calmed down and looked at her intently, saying, "I heard what you just said. Are you really the master of the Penglai Sect?"
Hua Jinglan smiled, "You believed us when we told you, why are you so easy to deceive!"
Cheng Zhe looked at her stubbornly, "We have all heard that the daughter of the previous head of the Penglai Sect killed two traitors at Jiuxiao Villa, and she also had a sword with her..."
"And you are more beautiful than a girl, and you don't look like a man at all!"
Hua Jinglan pulled off a chicken leg and threw the remaining half back to him, "Children should eat more and ask less questions, so that they can be strong."
Cheng Zhe still refused to look away while holding the roasted chicken. Instead, he raised his voice and said: "I know you are the master of Penglai Sect! The traitor is also a Brahma master. You don't even take six Brahma masters in your eyes.
Who has such high martial arts?!"
These words attracted others to come over. They all stopped what they were doing, their eyes flashed in different ways, but they were all very serious, waiting with bated breath for her answer.
Hua Jinglan ignored everyone, finished cooking the chicken legs in a few mouthfuls, poured water and washed her hands before turning her head to look at Cheng Zhe, her face as dark as night, and her voice was filled with frosty mist, "You know that I am the master of the Penglai Sect, how can you