At this time, another maid in pink also thought about it, "Yes! Yes! The man in the saint's painting is you! Every time she finishes the painting, the saint will cry... I once heard her say... you

Will come to her...will take her away from here..."

With a "pop", the maid in green who was the first to recognize Luo Guan knelt on the ground, "Sir! Your surname is Luo, right? The saint didn't tell us your name, but we know that you must be a very powerful person.

, because the saint has been waiting for you to rescue her since she was imprisoned here... So, please save my saint, she is going to die, she is going to die!"

Luo Guan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Calm down! I came here today just to see Mu Qingjie, but she is not here. Do you know where she is now?"

"I know! The Saint was taken away yesterday and underwent the Black Moon Ceremony. After that, she will become a Taoist couple with the ancestor..." When she said this, the maid in green showed a trace of obvious fear on her face, "Luo

Sir, the saint has said that she will never marry the ancestor no matter what."

"She is going to commit suicide at the celebration. Please save her. You must save her!" As he spoke, he touched his head to the ground.

The maid in pink also kowtows.

Luo Guan felt relieved. What he feared most was an irreversible situation... At least now, Mu Qingjie is safe. He waved his sleeves and pulled the two maids up, "I will save her. But now,

I want to know what she experienced in the Yinji Sect?"

Not long after, Luo Guan walked out of the hall, and a gust of mountain wind blew by, stirring up the black robe on his body, which also became infected with the bone-chilling coldness.

"... If the ancestor wants to break through the realm, he needs the blood of the saint... But the blood is not ordinary blood, but the essence of the saint's bones... Every time it is drawn, the saint seems to be delayed. For most of the month,

Can't get out of bed..."

"As for blood collection, it needs to be done once a month. The saint can't resist at all, and her throat can't make a sound every time she screams."

"Then, the saint had no choice but to lean on the bed and draw. She was still in pain at that time, and her whole body felt like being stabbed by nails when she moved. We advised her not to paint... but... but the saint said she was painting.

When the time comes, she won’t be in so much pain..."

"The saint often talks to the painting, and sometimes she laughs. She told us that if you come, you will definitely save her... Even if this is the Yinji Sect, even if she is the blood slave of the ancestor...

…Because you, my lord, can do anything…”

But now, in Mu Qingjie's heart, Luo Guan, who was almost omnipotent, was full of suffering. Just through the descriptions of Fenzhi and Lvshui, he seemed to see that in the painful suffering, he collapsed again and again.

Mu Qingjie.

Her face was pale and she leaned weakly on the bed. She could only murmur to his portrait, then silently shed tears, waited, and finally became disappointed and despaired...

Why haven't you ever thought of coming to the Yinji Sect to take a look at Mu Qingjie's current situation?! Why are you so careless and let your guard down just because she is a saint?! People from the Yinji Sect are not good people to begin with.

, he should have been prepared.

For Mu Qingjie, these past few years in the Yinji Sect have been like living in purgatory on earth.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Guan closed his eyes and opened them again.

At this moment, a bell rang, and then a big drum beat, and the majestic sound carried rolling waves, sweeping across the mountains with a stern force.

Its daybreak.

The great celebration of Yinji Sect is about to begin.
Chapter completed!