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Chapter 138 8000 Years of Changchun and Autumn (2) (Second update)

It's over, it's all over.

Wanyan lamented, her heart turned cold when she heard this title.

Simu Zhenjun is the person in Tianxuan Palace who is responsible for the maintenance of the Shenmu Dachun. If Dachun makes any mistakes, he will be responsible, and he will never allow anyone to take the Shenmu Dachunhu.

I want to think about it, but Wanyan's hand still keeps moving, thinking that it can transmit a little more.

Just when Wanyan could feel that the determination of the people behind her was getting closer and was about to touch her back, a voice saved her.

"stop."

This voice, calm without any emotion, gentle without any coercion, made people involuntarily feel like wanting to obey, as if the words were not speaking to the human body, but to the human soul.

What's more inexplicable is that this voice is surprisingly familiar to Wanyan, and it feels like the last time I heard it was a few days ago.

But when he thought about it, it was surprisingly strange, and he couldn't find any traces in his mind.

As the voice fell, Wanyan felt that all the determination behind her was instantly removed, and the pressing footsteps also made no sound.

What followed was the sound of dresses rubbing against each other while kneeling and saluting.

"See Lord Guardian Right!"

! ! ! !The right guardian of Tianxuan Palace! ! !

Wanyan was startled, her hands trembled slightly, the track of the cold air was almost deviated, but fortunately Wanyan adjusted in time.

Standing behind me!Could it be Lord Qingluan, the right protector of Tianxuan Hall! !

Wanyan was so excited that she screamed, this is a saint she could only see in books since she was a child, and worshiped in her heart!

The Qingluan Sacred Clan is in charge of the salvation of the dead, and with the most compassionate and fair mind, saves all living beings and sends people from the world to another world for more than a thousand years.

Wanyan imagined in her heart for countless times what kind of face such a great person would have, but she couldn't even make out the outline of the portrait.

Later Wanyan gave up, but she respected Master Qingluan even more.

After all, a saint is not something that mortals can imagine at will.

But at this time, the saint she had revered and believed in since childhood was actually standing behind her!

This trip is not foolish!
Just when Wanyan was very excited, the Simu Zhenjun just knelt at the feet of Lord Qingluan, and said angrily: "My lord protector right, this girl doesn't know where she came from, but she has the audacity to break into my Tianxuan Palace , Destroying the sacred tree, I have stopped it many times and still have no repentance. It is obvious that his intentions are unpredictable, and his behavior is extremely arrogant. He must be severely punished in order to maintain the prestige of my temple!
Right Protector, you give me an order, and I will immediately arrest this thief and put him in prison! "

This person spoke impassionedly, and his hands and feet were already ready to move.

However, Master Qingluan didn't pay any attention to him, and just said calmly and softly: "Let her do whatever she wants, don't bother her."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked immediately.

What? !The Lord Protector on the right, who is pursing sentient beings, is only pursing souls of the dead!As one of the left and right hands of the supreme sage, his high efficiency and sharp methods can be said to be famous in the mainland.

Why are you so easy to talk about today...?
Not to mention them, even Wanyan was taken aback at this time.

However, apart from being surprised, Wanyan was more flattered.

What kind of fairy and good man is this!They obviously don't know each other, but they kindly help each other.

I have always known that Master Qingluan's reputation has been passed down through the ages, but when I saw him today, he is the Sacred Heart of a Saint, worthy of all the reputations!
"But my lord!" Simu Shenjun was in a hurry, and he didn't care how sacred and noble the person in front of him was, and retorted: "This arrogant person is hurting the Shenmu Dachun! The Shenmu Dachun has grown healthily and billions of dollars here Years, how can you allow others to destroy it at will!

Such crimes cannot be borne by me!I also hope that the right protector will think twice! "

On the white gauze, Lord Qingluan's eyes watching the girl's back slowly dropped, and landed on Simu Zhenjun's body.

Obviously it was just an emotionless, calm gaze, but it was so oppressive that Zhenjun Simu broke into a cold sweat instantly, and he couldn't even stand up straight.

"I said, let her go."

Master Qingluan said every word, his cold tone evacuated all the air around him, and the oppressive people around him couldn't breathe.

If your lord is awake, he will definitely write to me.

If there is no news, life and death are still uncertain.

At this time, Xuan Wanyan, a stinky girl, appeared here, presumably to save His Majesty's life.

I only hope that she can help His Majesty wake up as soon as possible.

Once Lord Qingluan said this, no one dared to say more.

Under the luxuriant sacred tree, a thin girl is doing her best to change the laws of nature.

Behind her, dozens of pairs of eyes stared at her nervously on the white gauze, but no one dared to step forward to stop her, so they could only quietly wait for the result.

The young man standing in the middle, wearing white clothes and a silver crown, his eyes were as silent as still water, forcibly concealing all the youthful aura in his eyes.

As for the Dachun Shenmu, with the infusion of the blue and cold light, some subtle changes began to take place.

As the cold air accumulated more and more, it could finally be clearly seen that the green leaves, which were originally lush and full of vitality, began to lose their vigorous colors little by little, and changed into golden yellow costumes little by little.

Two quarters of an hour later, when the last trace of cold air flowed from Wanyan's palm and poured into the sacred tree, the huge sacred tree had already completed its transformation from green to golden.

The golden leaves are like pieces of gold leaves on the branches, noble but not vulgar, with shocking and extreme beauty.

This scene should only belong to people 800 years later, but at this time, it is so vividly staged in front of our eyes.

The people around were whispering in shock.

"Shenmu Dachun, unexpectedly... from spring to autumn..."

It worked!
Wanyan let out a long sigh of relief, if her body was not like a crumbling piece of dead wood without a trace of vitality, she would have raised her arms and shouted.

Wanyan tremblingly walked towards the big tree, her figure became more and more dilapidated in the dark night, but she outlined a firm outline.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Zhenjun Simu, who had been staring at Wanyan all the time, was keenly aware of Wanyan's next move, and hurriedly spoke to stop her.

But Wanyan has picked off the leaf closest to her as quickly as possible.

This leaf is three times the size of ordinary leaves, and it is heavy in the hand.

This is the generous gift of the earth and the weight of time.

After taking the leaves, Wanyan dragged her body and moved to Master Qingluan step by step. She bowed her head with the utmost respect and reluctantly saluted.

She was obviously someone she had admired for more than ten years, yet Wanyan didn't even have the courage to look up at him right now in front of him.

(End of this chapter)