Chapter 1942: It's here _1 Chapter 1942: It's here _1 Song qingxiao didn't expect that the old Daoist priest's departure from the mountain would be related to such a fate.
She was already used to completing missions to save her own life in a trial scenario. The plot of the mission was mostly related to others. This was the first time she had encountered a plot character's danger that was related to her in a trial scenario. She could not help but feel a little strange.
She then looked at the old Daoist's determined expression, as if he was not at all afraid or dissatisfied with her taking the risk. She couldn't help but have a strange feeling in her heart.
Unfortunately, what she was most worried about was not a disaster or the mission of the Shen villa.
East Qin wuwo, who had already reached the void realm, was her greatest danger.
The old Daoist saw that her eyelashes were half-lowered, as if she was hiding the thoughts in her eyes. He thought that she was worried about the disaster at the age of eighteen.
“Don't worry, if anything happens, master will protect you even if it costs me my old life.”
The old Daoist said gently, ”
“I won't let anything happen to my little green.”
As he said this, he seemed to be comforting song qingxiao.
“Moreover, although your Grandmaster did not participate in this trip to Shen villa, he has already made arrangements to add to the insurance.”
“Arrangements?” Song qingxiao wasn't the only one who raised his head. The ears of the others in the Ox-cart twitched, and they leaned their upper bodies toward Daoist song subconsciously.
“What about the friend who came with us?” Song qingxiao immediately thought of what the old Daoist had mentioned before, when his master and friends were passing by Shen Manor.
“Yes.” The old Daoist was a little surprised at her sharp senses, but his eyes quickly revealed a gratified look because of her reaction. He nodded,
“Not bad! This person has already been reborn and is an immortal.”
He said, ”
your Grandmaster was lucky to have met this person. He communicated with him using our cloud Tiger branch's astrology and divination, and he praised him.
At the mention of his sect's ultimate technique, Daoist priest song revealed a rare faint smile.
“After finding out about the evil things in Shen villa, your Grandmaster was very concerned about it. Unfortunately, he predicted that the opportunity to solve the crisis of Shen villa was not with him.”
Daoist priest song's voice was clear as the Ox-cart creaked and rolled.
this person felt that your Grandmaster's astrology and divination were really powerful, and it also made him understand a lot, so he made a promise before we parted …
'Gugu-'
Deep in the mountains, two long chirps of birds could be heard.
The bull pulling the carriage seemed to be shocked by the sound and also let out a long cry. Its four hooves stopped, and the speed of the carriage immediately stopped.
The sudden stop interrupted Daoist song. Fortunately, the Ox cart was not fast to begin with, so the sudden stop did not cause the people on the cart to fall.
However, with the previous two stops, it was inevitable that people would feel uneasy after the car suddenly stopped.
“What's going on?”
Someone stuck his head out and asked. He then realized that the sky was extremely dark.
The fog was getting thicker, and the mountain wind was blowing, bending the grass and trees. It whistled and swept over the car, as if a mountain rain was coming.
“I don't know,”
The old man driving the carriage was already somewhat uneasy. He held the short whip in his hand, but because of the magical performance of the old bull kneeling and crying, he did not dare to whip the 'divine bull'. He only shouted,
“Go! Let's go! Let's go!”
The bull raised its hooves and let out an uneasy neigh, as if it had sensed some kind of danger.
'COO-COO-'
The chirping of birds in the deep mountains sounded extremely shrill. After a long silence, the sound of flapping wings suddenly came from the grass.
Countless birds flapped their wings and flew away, turning into black shadows and burrowing into the thick fog.
The movement startled the people in the carriage, and the old man who was driving the carriage was also shocked. He turned his head instinctively and happened to meet Daoist priest song, who was sitting at the outermost part of the carriage.
Daoist priest song's gaze fell on his face, and his eyes narrowed.
In the time it took to speak, the old man's glabella had already turned black, showing that he was about to die!
The Yang Qi in his body was rapidly weakening. The three fires on his head and shoulders were like Auntie Wu's, and more than half of them had been extinguished.
“How is this possible?”
He cried out in disbelief.
In fact, while he was talking to song qingxiao, the old Daoist was also paying attention to the situation outside.
Chapter end
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