Princess Against the World

"Manchun, send her here!"

"yes!!"

The woman got up quickly and grabbed Ling Luoyu's arm with one hand.

"Come with me!"

"Where are you going??"

Ling Luoyu was about to break free when she heard a faint voice.

"Reckless buckle!!"

Although the voice was faint, she could recognize that it was the voice that called to stop just now.

Since you want to say it, why do you have to cover it up, as if there is something shady, and only let her hear it.

But it seemed that this matter was good for her, so she kept quiet and let the woman named Mangchun drag her to an ordinary bamboo house.

"Old ancestor, people are here!!"

"Back off!"

"yes!!"

Mangchun retreated respectfully, before leaving, he gave Ling Luoyu a meaningful look.

Ling Luoyu looked around in bewilderment, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

Old ancestors? ?

Could it be an old ancestor of the Manghuang clan? ?

But having said that, only experienced ancestors can know the special significance of her reckless buckle.

"Come in!!" The ancestor's voice was much gentler.

Ling Luoyu hesitated for a moment, then quietly pushed open the bamboo door.

The bamboo house is simple and quiet, and there is a faint scent of medicine floating in the air.

After walking two steps, a man in a gray robe in the inner room on the left jumped into his eyes.

He was not very old, he looked to be about fifty years old, his spirit was bright, and an inexplicable coercion emanated from him, suppressing Ling Luoyu's heart.

This kind of breath comes from the strong!

This kind of breath comes out from their bones, and it will be refracted unconsciously when they move their hands and feet, and there is no need to release it deliberately.

He was splashing ink and drawing at the table, and with a few strokes, a huge mountain peak came into view.

When seeing that mountain peak, Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank involuntarily.

holy place? ?

What the gray-robed man drew was the holy land of the Manghuang clan, that towering peak.

Ling Luoyu raised her eyes slightly, secretly sizing up the man.

Unexpectedly, he seemed to know that she was peeping, a smile faintly appeared on the corner of his lips.

"You can watch it if you want, why do you need to peep so furtively??"

He stared slowly, his eyes were like a starry sky, deep and boundless.

Ling Luoyu's consciousness was in a trance for a moment, as if something was shaking.

The expression of the man in the gray robe also changed at that moment, and the brush fell onto the painting with a "snap".

The crisp voice suddenly awakened Ling Luoyu, she shook her head violently, her eyes darkened.

"what did you do to me?"

Although she didn't know what was going on, she felt something was wrong! !

"Are you Lan Ruo's granddaughter?" The man's voice trembled slightly.

"how do you know??"

After Ling Luoyu finished asking, she instantly understood something.

"Did you just... Did you enter my consciousness??"

It was in that moment of trance that the man entered her mind and stole some information.

"That's a kind of entry...you will understand later!!"

He smiled kindly and called Ling Luoyu over.

"Have you seen the mountains in my painting?"

Ling Luoyu glanced at him alertly, but still nodded slowly.

The man said he entered her mind, so he did. There is no need to hide it.

"Where... is it okay?"

"It's not good..." Ling Luoyu thought of Mo Xuanchen, his eyes were cold: "At least for me, it's not good!!"