Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up trash

When they noticed that the eyes of the two seemed to be pointing, they all looked back at the past in unison.

Among the crowd, when the young girls faced their doubts, incomprehension, curiosity, and even questioning gazes, there was no trace of panic on their faces.

The sun was shining on her, and the broken hair on her forehead was dyed bright golden. At this time, she just glanced at everyone, and then continued to look up.

Her gaze was fixed, meeting Su Xiaoyu's gaze.

She is waiting, what exactly is she going to do.

When Su Xiaoyu met her lingling eyes, panic flashed in her heart very quickly, but she soon calmed down and continued: "This girl will be recognized by the most pure water."

She paused, "And she is here today."

At the same time, Qiu Heng let out a sneer, which passed into Su Xiaoyu's ears lightly, and never escaped Yan Yun's eyes.

One wants the other party to die, and the other does not want to die.

This was the judgment Yan Yun made in an instant. She was as still as a calm pool of water glowing with cold light, and she did not respond or move.

But Lingxi hadn't turned her head around yet, she raised her face to look at her, then at everyone, and then at the few people on the tower, seeming worried and confused, "Why is everyone looking at you?"

Hearing this, Yan Yun patted her on the shoulder lightly to express her reassurance.

Su Xiaoyu listened to Qiu Heng's indifferent sneer, and a gloomy look appeared in her heart, but her face still had a look of compassion, "We take root in the great river environment, and live and work in peace and contentment in the great river environment. Naturally, everyone wants to leave. What we don't want to see, and she will guide us to get a new life."

This is her purpose. Lingxi was formed by the first drop of water when the ice and snow of Jijing Mountain first melted.

What she wants is to use the identity transformed by the pure water of Lingxi to give Yanyun a mission.

In this scheming, whether Yan Yun would agree or refuse, she didn't care at all.

Many spirits present knew Lingxi, and when they heard the most pure thing, they thought of her, and naturally believed most of Su Xiaoyu's words.

Because she is a saint, the prophetic dream will definitely not be false.

The eyes of the young man beside Yan Yun were a little bit surprised, but it was quickly replaced by eagerness and excitement, "Can you save us?"

"Yes, she can save us."

Su Xiaoyu slowly walked down from the tower, and the soldiers automatically cleared a path for her to go straight to Yan Yun's side.

Looking at the genuine and almost fake smile on her face, Yan Yun's eyes darkened slightly, she naturally didn't want to get involved in all this.

Su Xiaoyu is not stupid, how could she not have thought that it would be impossible for her to passively let her dominate her.

"You said that I can save everyone, so how will I save everyone in your so-called precognitive dream?"

She had a half-smile, and looked at Su Xiaoyu who was approaching slowly with sharp eyes hidden in her eyes.

"I'm ashamed to say that the dream didn't tell me, but you must know, don't you? Our savior." The smile on Su Xiaoyu's face was impeccable, and there was a bit of shame in her words, and she threw the question back to Yan Yun .

The savior. Yan Yun carefully pondered these three words in his heart, only to find it a bit ridiculous.

In an instant, the weather suddenly darkened, and the sun was completely covered by thick clouds. The light in her eyes flickered, and finally turned into a cold color, and she looked at Su Xiaoyu's eyes with a sense of oppression.

Is Su Xiao flustered?Naturally, she panicked, but in order to live, she couldn't show any flaws.

After a long time, the girl in front of her finally spoke and said slowly, "That's true."

Although Su Xiaoyu was a little surprised by her answer, but more flustered and uneasy like a bottomless pit, she forced a smile, "Please follow me."

When the surrounding people heard Yan Yun's reply, their faces were full of admiration and excitement. No one wanted to leave the land where they had lived for generations.

Three months ago, the humans and spirits in the Great River Territory had a dream.

In the dream, after one year in the future, the entire Great River Realm will be submerged by the rising water of the Black River!
At first, they were still a little lucky, but gradually, as the first village near the Heihe was flooded, they could no longer deceive themselves, and they all sought to enter the temple.

With the fall of the palace gate, their ardent eyes were completely blocked, but at the same time, a spark of hope was ignited.

On both sides of the palace road are soldiers with swords at their waists, serious and indifferent. On their chests, there is an iron plaque with complicated totems engraved on it.

Yan Yun held Lingxi by the hand, and when she faced Yu Qiuheng directly, she felt that this person seemed to give her a different feeling from others.

Is this the person Su Xiaoyu said is in control of everything?

Looking at the ordinary Yan Yun, Qiu Heng hardly concealed the contempt in his eyes, and said bluntly, "The so-called savior? It's just a little girl. As a saint, don't you even have the simplest judgment?"

"Could it be that the saint is afraid of death? She is unwilling to sacrifice for this great river?"

Of course not!
Su Xiaoyu thought so in her heart, but she was outside, how dare she say that?
It was just Shi Shiran who smiled, neither refuting nor agreeing.

"Since the River God entrusted you with a dream, doesn't it mean that he wants you to sacrifice?"

"Or, it's because you don't want to sacrifice yourself for the Great River Territory, so you want the saint to sacrifice."

Yan Yun looked at Qiu Heng, at this time she was not speaking for Su Xiaoyu, but she simply couldn't understand such a high-sounding and hypocritical person.

She smiled lightly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, as if what she asked was just asking about something commonplace.

They were afraid of him, but she was not.

What's more, Yan Yun wanted to see what kind of supernatural power this person had, which made everyone afraid.

All of a sudden, the surroundings became quiet, and even breathing became much lighter.

What she said made everyone present a little stunned. At first they heard that this person was really bold and reckless, but when he thought about it carefully, it didn't make sense!
Their eyes fell on Qiu Heng who seemed to hold the supreme power, and they were also waiting for his answer in their hearts.

The expression on Qiu Heng's face was distorted for a moment, but suddenly he smiled slowly, "It's extremely stupid, only the Holy Master knows the way to open a new place, and the God of the River ordered not to spread it to outsiders."

The implication is that he cannot die.

Yan Yun naturally understood that he was making up nonsense, just to protect himself.

Without saying a word, she watched Qiu Heng wait for what kind of moves he was going to perform.

Immediately, his face turned cold, and he glanced at the soldiers, "This person intends to interfere with the operations of the temple, come here, and take her into a dungeon."

"No! I won't allow it."

Su Xiaoyu quickly realized that she only needed the name of Yan Yun, but if she fell into Qiu Heng's hands, things would be out of her control!

Thinking of her sister and herself, she stopped the soldier who was about to step forward.