Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

Two figures as small as rice grains loomed in the void.

The wind in the sky was strong, whistling past, rolling the robes of the two people, quietly and silently.

On the distant skyline, the border fortress named Zhenxi Mansion loomed on the cliff.

There was a solemn scrutiny in Baidi's torch-like eyes, while the hunchbacked old man's eyes were full of nostalgia and sighs.

In the silence,

The hunchbacked old man suddenly sighed:

"When the Tatar Rebellion ended, I made a special trip here. At that time, Qianxia Pass was in ruins, and even the fortress was razed to the ground in the war. In just a few decades, this place has become so prosperous again."

Hearing this, Baidi slowly retracted his gaze and turned to look at the wrinkled face of the old man beside him:

"The war is approaching, and you still have time to reminisce about the past and the present?"

"As I get older, I naturally talk more."

The hunchbacked old man's lonely eyes flashed with loneliness, and then he laughed twice and said:

"I am a little confused to mention age in front of you, a thousand-year-old monster."

As he said,

the hunchbacked old man's eyes flashed with a thoughtful look, staring at the Zhenxi City in the distance, and asked with a smile:

"But Baidi, when a thousand-year-old monster like you revisits your hometown, won't you feel the vicissitudes of the world?"

"I used to."

Bai Di was silent for a while, and did not avoid this question The question, the voice is calm: "But after seeing so much, I naturally become numb, or force myself into numbness."

The hunchbacked old man smiled:

"It seems that the paintings I loved to read when I was young are true, and the monsters also have feelings."

"Stop talking nonsense."

The White Emperor snorted coldly:

"If you want to feel emotional, you can wait until the destruction of Zhenxi Prefecture."

As he said,

The White Emperor narrowed his dragon eyes slightly, and the murderous intent instantly dissipated from his body

"But before I do it, I hope Can you tell me why you were able to reach a deal with that strange family of three? "

The hunchbacked old man touched the white beard on his chin, as if he had known that the other party would ask this question, and his voice was ambiguous:

"This matter is a long story."

The White Emperor gently raised his palm, and a terrifying light spot of distorted air appeared in his palm:

"It doesn't matter, before I do anything, I have time to listen to you slowly.

"Why was Qing'er led to the Evil Ghost Gorge, and why did the descendant of the Insect Saint seriously injure her.

"I hope you can give a logical reason."

Seeing this scene, the hunchbacked old man's eyes also flashed a gleam of light, and he laughed dryly and said:

"In fact, there is nothing to be said. The holy ghost has done several transactions with us. This transaction is actually that I asked them what they want with a thick face."

Bai Di asked:

"What about Qing'er?"

The hunchbacked old man smiled and said:

"Princess, I can swear that we don't know the relationship between the ghost and Mu Xingyi, let alone that it and he gave birth to an unknown baby. Otherwise, there would be no need to go to such great lengths to capture the insect saint to obtain the whereabouts of Li Junwu and the desert goddess."

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Bai Di's palm covered with dragon scales suddenly folded, and the terrifying light spot in the palm instantly dissipated. He accepted this answer and asked ：

"What do they want?"

"The man next to the Saint of Jiantian Pavilion."

"The one who merged?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"In order for their child to be born, they must devour that man, but the couple did not tell me what was special about that man."

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After a brief silence, Bai Di asked calmly:

"Does it mean that while we are breaking the city, we will also face the Saint of Jiantian Pavilion?"

"That's the theory."

The hunchbacked old man noticed the other person's expression, and there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes: "Does that woman make you very afraid?"

Bai Di pondered for a moment and said softly:

"The Qi in her body is not weaker than the Sword Saint of Di An Yi Ye."

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Hearing this evaluation, the hunchbacked old man's expression gradually became strange.

The Saint of Jiantian Pavilion.

In terms of the position on the desert, they had already reached an agreement with Jiantian Pavilion.

The Jiantian Pavilion provided intelligence with its ten thousand years of background, and then these hidden immortal sects implemented it. In the end, the Jiantian Pavilion swallowed up the Tartar Chao royal court, and the Qin family took advantage of the Zhenxi Marquis Mansion.

Now that things have come to this, what is the meaning of this saintly woman making such a fuss?

Thoughts flew quickly in his mind, but the hunchbacked old man could not figure out what the Jiantian Pavilion Master wanted to seek. However, the inertia of thinking in a high position for many years still made him find something wrong.

Jiantian Pavilion, there is absolutely no reason to defect.

Hiding the true strength of the saint must have a plan, but there is nothing in the current West Desert that the Jiantian Pavilion can plan for.

Swallowing the Tartar Chao Royal Court can rely on the special status of the goddess and the unicorn, but Zhenxi Prefecture can only rely on the Mu's Chamber of Commerce.

The heart of the former king who can control the goddess and the unicorn has been handed over to the woman who is the master of the Jiantian Pavilion to take over personally, and the control of the Mu's Chamber of Commerce will not change because of the powerful strength of the saint.

In this way, the behavior of the saint should not be based on the interests of the Jiantian Pavilion?

But why would the saint of the Jiantian Pavilion go against the master of the Jiantian Pavilion?

Thousands of thoughts passed through his mind in an instant, and the hunchbacked old man could not get an answer, nor did he reveal any clues in front of the White Emperor.

In this transaction, the purpose of Gu Yuan and the Jiantian Pavilion was the unicorn, but the ancient beast of the unicorn could never be given to a foreign race.

According to his and Jiantian Pavilion's original plan, when everything is settled, it will be the day when they will completely turn against Baidi.

He and the Jiantian Pavilion Master will prepare for the rainy day and launch a siege against Baidi together, trying to behead the Lord of the Ancient Abyss, so as to cause turmoil within the Ancient Abyss. To prevent a civil war from breaking out in Da Yan in the future, and being taken advantage of by the surrounding Gu Yuan

In this silence, Bai Di looked at the old man's strange expression and asked softly:

"In fact, you don't have to worry too much. You should have seen it when they entered the city just now. The saint didn't notice our existence. There should be some limitations to exerting that kind of strength."

Hearing this, the hunchbacked old man's rough voice like an old tree grinding bark sounded faintly:

"I know about this matter. What I am worried about is actually another thing."

Bai Di's eyes condensed slightly:

"Xiangguo Mansion?"

"Of course."

The hunchbacked old man sighed slightly:

"Xiangguo Mansion holds the Jiekong Stone. If the sword saint is teleported here, the city defense formation will protect "With the blessing of the Saint, something unexpected might happen."

The White Emperor glanced at the Zhenxi Prefecture City that was looming in the blue sky, and asked calmly:

"Hasn't your Qin family already infiltrated the Zhenxi Prefecture like a sieve?"

"That is a trump card that will only be used when forced to do so."

The hunchbacked old man's voice was equally serious: "If we break the formation from the city, once the news is spread by the communication crystal, our position will be instantly precarious."

"You can only gain if you give up."

The light flashed in the White Emperor's dragon eyes, and his voice was low and a little bewitching:

"If the Sword Saint dares to teleport here alone, you... don't want to cut off Xu Yinhe's arm here?"

After the words fell, the two looked at each other in silence.

After a while,

"If possible, I really don't want to be so anxious. The Desert Goddess and Li Junwu have been confirmed to be hiding in the Zhenxi Prefecture. Even if the two girls know that the Zhenxi Army is no longer reliable, they can always be found by searching slowly."

The hunchbacked old man sighed softly and looked sideways in the southwest direction:

"It's a pity that the war between the Zhenxi Marquis and the Tartar Chao royal court is about to be decided. In less than a month, three large-scale corps battles have been fought, and the Tartar Chao people have been defeated in succession. If they continue to fight, they will probably be seriously injured.

"What a bunch of chickens and dogs, I wonder what a heroic lord like Nalan Ting would think when he sees his children and grandchildren in this state in heaven? "

The hunchbacked old man sighed.

I hope that the Pavilion Master of Jiantian can come here soon.

Thinking in his heart, a sharp and resolute light appeared in the hunchbacked old man's withered eyes:

"Bai Di, if that sword saint really dares to teleport here, I will arrange people to break the formation from inside the city!"