"This painting was sent to me by a hermit's senior in a hidden valley."

Looking at the silence of the two, Su Ruoyan didn't take any turns and spoke directly.

She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child and has a generous and generous personality, so she directly shows her thoughts.

Hearing Su Ruoyan's words, Mu Qianxue looked at Elder Zhang, and saw Elder Zhang nodding slightly, and also flipped his palms and a scroll appeared in the palm of his hand at the same time.

When the scroll came out, the three of them had no barriers, because the two scrolls, whether they were paper materials or styles, were exactly the same.

It was obviously done by the same person.

"I didn't expect that my sister had also met her senior. My painting was also given to her. I met Elder Zhang and told about the crisis of the human race. The senior gave this painting to me, saying that it would be of great use in times of crisis in the human race."

Mu Qianxue didn't hide it at this moment, and she spoke out the origin of the painting.

After listening to it, Su Ruoyan thought about it and then said:

"It turns out that my senior had a plan, but to be honest, when I entered the valley, it was my senior who killed the golden-winged roc that harmed the human race, and the senior was barbecuing the meat."

"Later, I heard that the Golden-winged Great Pear clan violated our human race, so I thought of the Golden-winged Great Pear, probably the son of Jin Batian."

"It was just that I was anxious about my father's safety at that time, so I didn't have time to notify my seniors. Fortunately, I had great magical powers and had a plan for a long time. I had my own way to solve the dangers of our human race."

Su Ruoyan's words made Mu Qianxue and Elder Zhang agree very much. At that time, they also guessed that the broth was probably the meat of the golden-winged Roc. Now it seems that it is true.

When he knew that Su Ruoyan was also the one who had the opportunity to get to his senior, Mu Qianxue and Elder Zhang began to become closer when they looked at Su Ruoyan.

"When I come here, I actually have something to ask for. I am deeply enmity from the sea of ​​blood. I have long been secretly following my enemies, so it is not convenient to act everywhere."

"Previously, a genius sword boy from our human race suffered fatal casualties in the war, his dantian was broken, his meridians were destroyed, and his path to cultivation was cut off."

"When I fell into the valley, my injuries were similar to those of Jianzi, but after my predecessors' wonderful hands recovered, I only spent one night and my foundation was completely healed."

"So I want to ask the two of you to take Jianzi away and send him to the seniors' valley, and ask for help from seniors."

Speaking of this, Su Ruoyan even handed out the scroll and said:

"I would like to ask you two to help me. I would like to return this painting to my senior, just ask him to help me."

Looking at the scroll in Su Ruoyan's hand, Mu Qianxue and Elder Zhang knew in their hearts that this must be a treasure, the same as the map of Wanli Mountain. If the seniors take action, they will definitely be a fine product.

But the two of them didn't have any greed in their hearts.

Mu Qianxue even reached out and pushed away and said, "Sister, don't have to do this. Senior is a great charity. I was seriously injured before and had to be rescued by Senior."

"The sword is a matter of being a sacrifice for the human race. The character of the previous generation will naturally not sit idly by."

"I will leave back to the sect tomorrow morning and ask my sister to send Jianzi here today, so I will cover this matter."

"I would like to thank my sister for this."

Su Ruoyan said, "For Mu Qianxue, she has a natural sense of intimacy, perhaps because she is both women, or perhaps because she has received help from her predecessors."

At this time, Elder Zhang, who was standing beside him suddenly spoke: "Miss Su said before that he was burdened with a deep hatred in the sea of ​​blood. Could it be that the Chang'an family massacre was the previous tragedy?"

When Su Ruoyan heard this, her face looked a little desolate and said in a deep voice: "That's right!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Elder Zhang was in awe. Elder Zhang naturally heard of such a major case. When he heard about this, he smashed his favorite porcelain cup directly and cursed at the same time.

The human race is very difficult to survive in the mainland of China. Although there are quite a few contradictions within the human race, they have always worked together on the outside.

All the soldiers who guard the frontier of the human race, no matter which dynasty, deserve the respect of all the human races.

Without them, where would the cultivation environment come from?

There are no natural monks, every monk, whether it is a big or small sect, comes from ordinary people.

Many of their parents, sisters, brothers and sisters, and many of them cannot practice and live in the mundane world.

If there were no human soldiers and guarding the frontier, there would be no life for Anxing to practice now.

Although ordinary people are not very prominent, they are all the foundations of monks.

Anyone with some conscience, even the heroes of the Green Forest and local gangsters, is very respectful to the soldiers guarding the frontiers of the human race.

Even many gangs, who do evil things on weekdays, do not violate the families of the frontier soldiers.

It is precisely because of these moral rules that the human race has slowly grown over tens of thousands of years, until the current three dynasties and tens of billions of human races.

"Miss Su, don't worry, my sects know about your affairs. If there is any news or help, my Tianxin Sect will be unavoidable."

Elder Zhang said solemnly.

At this time, Mu Qianxue was already tearful. She was innocent and very emotional. She felt a sense of empathy for what Mu Qianxue had.

Knowing that the sister in front of her had suffered such bad news, she had not yet guarded the border with human race. At this moment, she felt so sad:

"Don't worry, sister, all the major sects have kept jade slips for me before. I ask them to help find out the real murderer behind the scenes. I think everyone will definitely not refuse."

Su Ruoyan felt grateful when she heard this, but she thought of sad things, and she couldn't help feeling sad. She choked and said, "Thank you the elder and my sister."

Seeing that Su Ruoyan was out of control, Elder Zhang and Mu Qianxue didn't know how to comfort her. After all, such things were too miserable.

Fortunately, Su Ruoyan was strong in nature and only a little bit of it restored her emotions.

But the atmosphere was sad at this moment, but it was not easy to talk much, so Su Ruoyan also said goodbye and left.

That night,

Su Ruoyan brought Jianzi to Mu Qianxue.

"Miss Su's great kindness, Zhang has no choice but to repay her. If she can really recover by chance, if Miss Su is sent in the future, she will be in trouble and will never refuse!"

Jianzi Zhang Qingshan said to Su Ruoyan solemnly. Of course, because he was addicted to swords, he didn't care about external affairs.

Even the human crisis was only known by the master, so he really didn't know about Su Ruoyan's massacre.

When Su Ruoyan heard this, she also understood that a person like Jianzi had a pure mind and had no other thoughts in her heart. She just explained: "If you see the senior, you will be very respectful."

Jianzi Zhang Qingshan nodded seriously and then said, "There is another thing to bother the young lady. My soul is damaged and I cannot use the voice transmission jade slip. Please tell my disciples of the sect to go back first, and don't worry. If the injury is healed, I will naturally return to the sect by myself."

After hesitating for a moment, he looked a little sad: "If it is not good, let the master forget about me, an unworthy disciple."
Chapter completed!