Chapter 115

The breeze began to ripple.

Originally comfortable cool wind blowing in my body, gradually a burst of cold.

One, two... In detail, there are 81 heads on the ground.

The oldest owner of these heads is no more than ten years old, and the youngest is no more than five or six years old.

There was not a trace of blood on their original young faces, as if something had taken their spirit away from them.

"Wang Xiaoer!" Suddenly, a cry of surprise came out of Annie's mouth. Facing my puzzled eyes, little Annie pointed to the head in the middle and explained, "I know him. His name is Wang Xiaoer. He's from the same village as me, but one day he disappeared. People in the village said that he was abducted by human traffickers. Unexpectedly, he was here."

All of a sudden, I thought of the villagers who entered the Shenlongjia village. I learned from them that recently, children have been lost in the villages nearby.

But they thought these children were abducted by human traffickers, but they didn't expect that...

at this time, the werewolf finally took a breath and slowly got up from the ground.

After he got up, he didn't have any extra movement. He sat down on the ground and gasped: "angel Yan, how dare you take the ginseng fruit ripened by children's spirit?"

The last sentence was that the werewolf roared out with all his strength, which made the whole Canyon reverberate with such a sentence.

This sentence even shocked my heart. I had seen the abnormality of ginseng tree for a long time, but I didn't expect that someone would use such a vicious method to ripen ginseng fruit.

It will blossom in three thousand years and bear fruit in three thousand years.

You've been waiting for six thousand years. Why can't you wait for three thousand years?

This is 81 lives!

Can ever know, here agglutinate how much hope.

Have you ever known how many happy families have been broken here.

"Who is it? Who on earth came up with such a vicious trick? " For a moment, my eyes were red, and a fierce anger burst out of my body.

At the same time, the heart of the fight is crazy beating up.

But at this moment, a hand was on my shoulder. Turning around, I found that it was Yan.

At this time, Yan shook his head at me and comforted me in a soft voice: "calm down, wait for me to ask the matter clearly."

Hoo...

slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid gas, and finally suppress the anger in the heart.

Yan see this, slowly toward the werewolf walked in the past: "this trick is not life you here guard ginseng tree that people use?"

Kael'thas, the God of death, I will take revenge for these 81 lives one day.

At the bottom of my heart, it has long been recognized that such a vicious trick can only be used by Carlos.

But unexpectedly, the werewolf slowly shook his head: "it's not the man in black. He's in a different space. Even if he has the ability to communicate with heaven, he can't capture 81 children and bury them under the ginseng tree."

It's not calthas. Who is it?

Yan took a deep look at the werewolf, as if to determine whether he had lied, but the werewolf did not give in to meet Yan's sharp eyes, and finally Yan could only sigh: "in addition to the God of death, Carl SAS, I really can't think of anyone who would use such a sinister method."

Werewolf listen to this, a cold smile: "in this case, why don't you ask these two people around you, maybe they know the answer."

Clear wind and bright moon?

Hearing this, I was shocked and looked at them in a hurry, but Mingyue shook her head madly: "don't ask me, I've never done anything so heartless."

Strange!

Mingyue's expression doesn't look like a lie. Does it really have nothing to do with wuzhuangguan.

Take a deep breath, and then look at the breeze, coldly asked: "can you explain to me how this is going on?"

Qingfeng glared at me and turned his head away: "don't look at me with this kind of eyes. My Wuzhuang temple is the orthodox of heaven and earth, and will never use the evil method of stealing heaven and exchanging the sun."

"Oh! It turns out that this method is called "changing the sky for the sun!" Warwick, the werewolf, nodded: "it's a good way to extract the purest essence from the world and force the ginseng fruit to ripen."

As soon as the words came out, Qingfeng's face changed. He just wanted to scold, but the werewolf's face changed. He said with a sneer, "what a Wuzhuang Taoist temple. It's a noble and upright spirit written at the door, but it's a shameless thing for a monster like me who sells his soul."

"That day, I was transported to this place and happened to see you bury the last child's head under the ginseng tree. In fact, you have long been in collusion with the God of death

This matter is really related to Zhen Yuanzi!

When I heard that, I was filled with endless anger.

The grand ancestor of the earth immortal, for the sake of selfishness, unexpectedly came up with such a vicious method.

Mingyue covers her mouth and stares at Qingfeng in disbelief: "elder martial brother, is this great method of stealing heaven and changing the sun really made by you and master?"Qingfeng looks at Mingyue, with endless panic on her face and a trace of love in her eyes: "Mingyue, master and I are your only relatives in the world. Should you believe us?"

"No!" Mingyue screamed out: "no wonder you and Shifu have been hiding from me recently. You actually used such a vicious evil method."

"Why? Why are you doing this? Is ginseng fruit really so important to you? "

Looking at Mingyue's disappointed face, I sigh in my heart. It seems that Mingyue has been kept in the dark by Qingfeng and zhenyuanzi.

Maybe Mingyue's emotion is out of control. Qingfeng opens her mouth and says with a bitter smile, "Mingyue, you don't want to know why master and I urgently need ginseng fruit! I'll tell you the truth now.

Suddenly, the moon takes the Muzan from her head.

Just when I was wondering what he was going to do, I found that with the wooden hairpin, his white hair appeared.

The white hair was so dazzling that no one thought that Qingfeng was so old.

Mingyue ignored my shocked eyes and looked at Mingyue tenderly: "on that day, when the three of us were liberated from the myth, Shifu, in order to protect us two from crossing the barrier of space, was hurt by the force of time, and my life span was even more damaged. I was accidentally collided by the force of time, and I became the present one It's not like that. "

"But..."

before Mingyue finished speaking, Qingfeng interrupted, "do you want to ask why you are OK? That's because the master is partial. Since he was a child, he doted on you a lot and gave you the best cultivation method and the best weapon. Even at the moment of rushing out of space, he will cover you with all his mana, for fear that you will have a little accident. "

Looking at the weeping moon, Qingfeng glanced at the ginseng tree in the distance and said faintly: "master once said that Wuzhuang temple has only three of us for thousands of years. He's your master, and I'm your elder martial brother, so we'll fight against all the sins in the world. You just need to be the moon fairy who was famous in Wuzhuang Temple thousands of years ago. "