Fairy, Please Let Me Explain Chapter 615

Chapter 615 Everyone has their own agenda

Two human figures like grains of rice loomed in the void.

The wind in the sky was very strong, whistling by, rolling up the robes of the two of them, silently.

On the distant skyline, the border fortress named Zhenxifu looms on the cliff.

Bai Di's torch-like eyes were full of solemn scrutiny, while the eyes of the rickety old man were full of nostalgia and lamentation.

In silence,

The rickety old man suddenly sighed quietly:

"When the Tartar-Chao Rebellion ended, I made a special trip here. At that time, the Qianxia Pass was devastated, and even the fortress and city were razed to the ground in the war. A few decades later, here was actually It became so prosperous again.”

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

“The war is approaching, do you still have time to cherish the past and harm the present?”

“As you get older, you naturally talk more.”

A hint of loneliness flashed through the lonely eyes of the rickety old man, and then he laughed twice strangely and said:

“I'm a little confused when it comes to mentioning years in front of a thousand-year-old monster like you.”

He said,

A flash of thoughtfulness flashed in the eyes of the rickety old man. He stared at Zhenxi Fucheng in the distance and asked with a smile:

“But Emperor Bai, when a thousand-year-old monster like you revisits your old place, won't you sigh at the changes in the world?”

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Bai Di was silent for a while, but did not avoid the question. His voice was calm: "But if you see it too much, you will naturally become numb, or you can force yourself into numbness."

The rickety old man evoked a smile:

“It seems that the paintings I loved to see when I was young are real. Don't lie to me, demons also have feelings.”

“Stop talking nonsense.”

Bai Di snorted coldly:

“If you want to express your feelings, you can wait until Zhenxi Fucheng is destroyed.”

He said,

Bai Di's dragon eyes narrowed slightly, and the killing intent instantly spread out from his body.

“But before you do it, I hope you can tell me why you were able to reach a deal with that weird family of three.”

The rickety old man touched his white beard on his chin. He seemed to have known that the other party had this question, and his voice was ambiguous:

“This matter is a long story.”

Bai Di gently raised his palm, and a horrifying light spot of distorted air appeared in his palm:

“It doesn't matter, I have time to listen to you slowly before taking action.

“Why was Qing'er led to the Evil Ghost Abyss, and why was the descendant of the Insect Saint seriously injuring her.

“I hope you can give me a logical reason.”

Seeing this scene, the rickety old man's eyes also flashed with light, and he said with a dry smile:

“Actually, there's nothing we can't talk about. That holy-level ghost has made several transactions with us. This transaction is actually my shameless asking about their needs.”

Bai Di asked:

“What about Qing'er?”

The rickety old man smiled and said:

"As for the princess, I can swear that we don't know the relationship between the ghost and Mu Xingyi, let alone that it gave birth to an unknown baby with him. Otherwise, there is no need to spend so much time catching it. The Insect Catcher is here to find out the whereabouts of Li Junwu and the Desert Goddess.”

Bai Di's dragon-scaled palm suddenly twitched, and the terrifying light spot in his palm instantly dissipated. He accepted the answer and asked:

“What do they want?”

“The man next to the Saint of Jiantian Pavilion.”

“That integration?”

"Yes."

“Why?”

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

After a brief moment of silence, Bai Di asked unhurriedly:

"It means that while we are destroying the city, we will also have to face the saint from Jiantian Pavilion?" "Theoretically, this is the case."

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

Bai Di pondered for a moment and said softly:

“Her Qi Ji is no weaker than Di An Yiye's Sword Master.”

Hearing this comment, the rickety old man's expression gradually became weird.

The Saint of Jiantian Pavilion.

They have already reached an agreement with Jiantian Pavilion regarding their stance on the desert matter.

Jiantian Pavilion provided information with thousands of years of information, and then they, the hidden immortal sect, implemented it in detail. In the end, Jiantian Pavilion swallowed up the royal court of Tarchao, while the Qin family made a move to Zhenxihou Mansion Li Taodai.

Now that things have come to this, what does this saintly woman mean by making such a fuss?

Thoughts were racing rapidly in his mind, but the rickety old man was still unable to figure out what the Lord of the Supervisory Sky Pavilion wanted to pursue. However, the inertia of thinking that he had been in a high position for many years still made him discover something was wrong.

Jiantian Pavilion, there is absolutely no reason to jump back.

To conceal the true strength of the saint, one must have some plot, but there is nothing in the West Desert that Jiantian Pavilion can plot.

The King of Tartar Chao can rely on the special status of the goddess and the wolf, but Zhenxi Mansion can only rely on the Mu Chamber of Commerce.

The heart of the late king, which can control the goddess and wolf, has been handed over to the woman who is the master of the Tiantian Pavilion to take care of it personally, and the control of the Mu Chamber of Commerce will not change because of the powerful strength of this saint.

From this point of view, the behavior of this saint should not be based on the interests of Jiantian Pavilion?

Why did the Saint of Ke Jian Tian Pavilion act contrary to the master of Jian Tian Pavilion?

Thousands of thoughts passed through his mind in an instant, but the rickety old man could not get the answer, nor did he reveal any clues in front of Bai Di.

In this transaction, the purpose of Gu Yuan and Jian Tian Pavilion is for Lin Lang, but ancient beasts like Lin Lang must never be given to foreigners.

According to the original plan between him and Jiantian Pavilion, when all the dust settled, it would be the day when they and Bai Di would completely fall out.

He will prepare for a rainy day with the master of the Jiantian Pavilion, launch a siege against Bai Di, and try to behead the Lord of the Ancient Abyss, thereby triggering turmoil within the Ancient Abyss. In order to avoid the possibility of a civil war breaking out in Great Yan in the future, Gu Yuan, who was standing by, could take advantage of the situation.

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

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much. You should have seen them when they entered the city. The saint was not aware of our existence. There should be certain restrictions on how to exert that kind of strength."

Hearing this, the rickety old man's voice, as rough as the skin of an old tree, sounded faintly:

“I know this, but what I'm worried about is actually another thing.”

Bai Di's eyes narrowed slightly:

“Xiangguofu?”

"certainly."

The rickety old man sighed slightly:

“The Prime Minister's Mansion holds the Boundary Sky Stone. If the Sword Master is teleported over, under the protection of the city protection formation, and the Saintess, something may happen.”

Bai Di glanced at Zhenxi Fucheng, which was looming in the blue sky, and asked calmly:

“Haven't your Qin family already infiltrated Zhenxi Mansion into a sieve?”

“That is a trump card that will only be used under forced circumstances.”

The voice of the rickety old man was equally serious: "If the formation is broken from within the city, once the news is spread by the communication crystal, our position will be instantly in jeopardy."

“You can gain only by giving up.”

The divine light in Bai Di's dragon eyes flickered, and his voice was low and a little bewitching:

“If the sword master dares to teleport here alone, don't you want to cut off Xu Yinhe's arm right here?”

After the words fell, the two looked at each other speechlessly.

Half a while,

"If possible, I really don't want to be in such a hurry. The Desert Goddess and Li Junwu have been confirmed to be hiding in Zhenxi Mansion City. Even if those two girls know that the Zhenxi Army is no longer reliable, they can always be found through a slow search."

The rickety old man sighed softly and looked sideways to the southwest:

“It's a pity that the war between the Marquis of Zhenxi and the King of Tarchao is about to decide the outcome. In less than a month, there have been three large-scale corps battles, and the Tarchao people have been defeated in a row. If they continue to fight, their vitality will be seriously damaged.

“What a bunch of chickens and dogs. I wonder what a hero like Nalan Ting would think when he saw his children and grandchildren displaying such virtues in the sky?”

As he spoke, the rickety old man sighed.

I hope that the Lord of the Supervisory Heaven Pavilion can come over as soon as possible.

Thinking in his mind, a determined light appeared in the haggard eyes of the rickety old man:

“Bai Emperor, if that sword master really dares to teleport here, I will arrange for someone to break the formation from within the city!”

(End of this chapter)

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