"Well, I'm here to find the Holy ......... No, no, I'm here to find the princess." The woman seemed to have said something wrong, and quickly changed her mouth. In order to prevent them from further questioning, they turned off. The topic began, saying, "Is the princess saying that the martial arts conference should be advanced to half a month later? I will leave it to me, you few."

"Is the girl serious?" Shang Guanyun was a little surprised. Who was this inexplicable girl? Why did you catch such a big thing as soon as you spoke? After thinking about it, I asked, "I don't know the girl's name? Can you tell me the identity of the next girl?"

"Why don't you listen so much to me? I'll help you with this matter anyway." The woman's voice became impatient, and said, "I'll go first, and I'll come back when I'm done. you guys."

"Girl? Girl?" Shang Guanyun called again, but this time no one answered him again, and it seemed to be gone. Brows frowned even more, who is this girl? Why does it suddenly appear and disappear suddenly? And why should we help them?

"Zhuangzhuang, is this girl credible?" Yan Qing asked, frowning.

"I can only trust her now." Shangguan Yun sighed and said helplessly, since they had no choice but to pin their hopes on this girl, alas, it was really incompetent.

"Indeed, this can only be the case." After thinking for a long time, Yan Qing was unable to think of any good way, but sighed helplessly and said in a compromise. The three were speechless for a while.

In the empty room next to Shangguanyun, two young girls appeared out of thin air. The young girl in a long blue dress poked the head of another young girl in a long green dress.

"Mu Xi, have you forgotten the purpose of our visit? Why do you just go about your business casually?" Shui Ling poked Mu Xi's head with his hand and frowned, blaming.

"Where am I nosy? You haven't heard him say that the princess is a saint." Mu Xi flattened her mouth and said aggrieved, "How can I be considered a nosy? I am helping the saint. How are women? "

"Forget it, I can't say you." Shui Ling originally wanted to say something more, but looking at Mu Xi's look of grievance, he couldn't bear to say anything, sighed and asked, "What are you going to do?" do it?"

"Of course, I rushed directly into the ink dyed cottage, and then wrote on the book that day." Mu Xi rolled his eyes, and it was like saying ‘this simple question still needs to be asked. ’

"I think you're crazy. You're such a good place to go when Moran Villa !?" Shui Ling looked at Mu Xi like a lunatic, and said angrily, "Moran Villa is full of Jiuli's atmosphere. Inside, It must be extremely dangerous. Do you really think that it is an ordinary villa? I think that the book they said is mostly a Jiuli prophecy book. If it is a prophecy book, there is no way to urge the Jiuli mana without it. Whoever moves the prophecy, let alone writes any instructions. "

"Prophecy? No, right? Jiuli will put the prophecy in Ouyang Xiangtian?" Mu Xi obviously felt disbelieved. The prophecy was the holy book of Jiuli, just like the Prophecy Stone of Nu Wa. It is something that can never be exposed. How could she not believe that the chief of the Jiuli ethnic group would give such an important thing to the mortal person Ouyang Xiangtian?

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