Douluo: Peerless Tang Sect, Angel and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 199 - The Secret of the Saint

Hey!Ye Xishui, a night owl, really didn't sleep.

Overjoyed, Qian Lingyun quietly opened the door of Ye Xishui's room, poked his head in and looked around, and saw that there were no special circumstances such as any flying vases or wraiths falling from the ceiling.

She shrank back again, waved her hand towards Shangguan Weier, and shouted in a low voice: "Come in quickly, the Supreme Master is waiting for us!"

"!" Shangguan Weier swallowed, her beautiful eyes full of hesitation. After a long while, she followed Qian Lingjun uneasily into Ye Xishui's room.

click!

The two had just walked into the dark room a few steps, and the door that had been closed automatically locked itself, and the surrounding walls were lit up with dark green lights one after another.

Against the backdrop of the skeleton lampshade, the wall lamps burning with strange underworld fires looked particularly eerie.

At this moment, Shangguan Weier thought she had followed Qian Lingjun to hell.

"Come on, sit down!"

In the darkness that was so thick that it almost had a substance, a woman's light exhortation came from afar. The voice seemed far away, making it hard to figure out the specific location of the speaker.

But when you come back to your senses carefully, you will realize that the voice came from behind you.

Qian Lingjun came to the sofa and sat down obediently. Shangguan Weier felt secretly happy when she saw it, and said in her heart: [Ouch, I thought I was not afraid of heaven and earth. Finally, I found someone you are afraid of. of people. 】

"Level 92, spiritual department, so-so."

In the darkness, Ye Xishui casually wore a black nightgown and walked to a position where the two of them could observe her. She poured herself a cup of tea and leaned back lazily on the chair, her eyes full of teasing. Staring at Qian Lingjun, he said:

"Tell me! Little Jun'er, where did you kidnap this little girl!"

"Little girl! Isn't Xiaowei already seven or eighty years old..."

Before Qian Lingjun could finish his words, he nodded with sudden realization and said with emotion: "That's right. I am indeed a little girl in front of you, who is over 200 years old..."

Before he finished speaking, a dark red fist knocked Qian Lingjun away without mercy. Ye Xishui shouted with a dark face: "If you can't speak, you don't have to speak!"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!", Shangguan Wei'er nodded frantically, her eager eyes seemed to say again: "Senior, please, one beating is definitely not enough, more beatings are necessary! One per person!"

There are three people in the room, offending the other two with one sentence, this kind of operation, maybe only Qian Lingyun can do it!

"Get up if you're still alive! The ninth-level soul guide on your body is not that fragile!"

Ye Xishui gently picked up the tea cup, took another sip, and glanced dissatisfied at Qian Lingjun, who was lying on the ground with his butt in the air and his face on the ground, pretending to be dead.

"Grandma! You don't show mercy at all. What a beating!" Qian Lingjun turned over with a look of grief and indignation. He walked to Ye Xishui, holding his sore back, and took out the teacup in his left hand for her. Refill the tea.

"It's okay, you're a fool!" Ye Xishui stretched out his right hand, closed his eyes and rubbed the top of Qian Lingjun's head, and chuckled:

"I heard from little girl Xiaofeng that your proposal was rejected by the leader!"

"You already know this...Oh, let's be honest! It's only one or two votes short..." Qian Lingjun was stunned for a moment, deliberately made an aggrieved and squirming look, took Ye Xishui's hand and let it go. Jiao Lai:

"At that time, it was because Le Xuan was not eligible to vote. Now I have brought Xiao Wei into the enshrinement hall. I will be able to vote at the next meeting..."

"It doesn't matter what you vote for, but I want to remind you of one thing!" Ye Xishui put down his teacup, looked at Qian Lingjun solemnly, and suddenly said:

"The leader was born to Old Ghost Zhongli when I was a saint of the Holy Spirit Sect. It was after I gave birth to the current leader that I became the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect."

"Ah?" Qian Lingjun hesitated for a moment, then carefully chewed on the hidden meaning of Ye Xishui's words, and seemed to understand something.

Emotions... If this Holy Spirit Sect saint wants to ascend to the throne, she must give birth to a child for the old leader, right?

This is outrageous, Zhongliwu is over 100 years older than me, and he, an old guy, still wants to eat a young man like me!

Thinking of this, the expression on Qian Lingjun's face became distorted, and her long silky hair had a vague tendency to deform under her violent mood swings.

"To be honest, every other generation in the world of Holy Spirit Religion is run by people from the Zhongli family. Their Zhongli family has stepped on the tears and hatred of generations of saints for a long time."

"As Xiaowu's mother, I hope he can succeed, but..."

"As a former saint and your elder... I hope you break this conclusion. No matter what you do, I will turn a blind eye!"

Ye Xishui meaningfully tore off a small silver pendant from her neck and handed it to Qian Lingjun.

Taking the pendant, Qian Lingyun curiously looked at the thing Ye Xishui carried in his palm.

Logically speaking, for such a notorious Ultimate Douluo and ninth-level soul master, there must be nothing wrong with her.

But the pendant she gave to Qian Lingjun was different. Not only was it made of ordinary material, but even the carved patterns on it were... slightly rough!

Perhaps seeing Qian Lingyun's surprise, Ye Xishui patiently explained the origin of this pendant to Qian Lingyun.

"During the meeting, you saw the big offering, right?"

"Of course I've seen it before!" Qian Lingjun nodded, recalling the handsome old man in the conference room that day.

"This thing actually belongs to the Great Enshrinement. It was me and you, Grandpa Long, who saved the Great Enshrinement from the Hidden World Sect."

While talking and laughing, Ye Xishui seemed to return to the dense forest more than a hundred years ago through the pendant.

"Then what?" Qian Lingjun's untimely question interrupted Ye Xishui's memories. Ye Xishui's eyes twitched a few times, but in the end he did not have an attack, but said slowly:

"In order to repay the kindness of the two of us, the great priest took a pendant and a bracelet from his body as tokens, saying that he could use the tokens to ask him to do something."

"You just gave me such a powerful thing?" Qian Lingjun asked in disbelief.

"Otherwise? Although the great worshiper is not weak, he is far weaker than me and Old Long. This thing is useless anyway, so why not let it be used by you and see what tricks you can do for me!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Xishui no longer paid attention to Qian Lingjun, who was holding the pendant and couldn't put it down, but cast unkind eyes on Shangguan Weier who was sitting directly opposite her!

As soon as their eyes met, Shangguan Weier's body felt like an electric shock, and she froze in her seat.

A kind of fear from the depths of her soul lingered in her heart instantly, causing her to lower her head tremblingly.

In just a few breaths, Shangguan Wei'er suddenly felt a pain between her brows, a certain kind of unique restriction had already been branded on her spiritual sea.

If someone wants to ask, how does it feel to be restrained after being stared at by an Ultimate Douluo?

Shangguan Weier can tell you responsibly: "It's terrible!"

The feeling of emptiness of having every secret in her body discovered and the depressing feeling of being unable to mobilize any soul power made her feel on pins and needles, and she almost fell from the sofa to the ground.

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"You are the person brought back by Xiao Jun'er, so you should be credible. Therefore, I only put a restriction on you that almost everyone in this religion has. As long as you don't want to say this, you won't What's the matter?" Ye Xishui stood up and walked slowly towards the darkness.