Shrouding the Sky: The Empress Against the Immortals

"Okay, I'll go over immediately."

Ling Su responded to the outside of the courtyard, turned her head to look into the room, and met Ling Song's gaze.

"Ninny, I'm going to see the elders, please stay at home and don't run around."

"I've heard it!"

Ling Song, who covered his nose with a towel, replied in a muffled voice, and waved gently towards his elder brother.

The boy's figure quickly disappeared outside the door, Ling Song didn't pay attention at first.

In her opinion, her brother went out to hunt as usual and learned the Taoism from the elders of Yuhua Shenchao, and he would be back soon.

Until she entertained herself in the yard with the bronze grimace mask she brought from Baishan Village——

Bang!
The courtyard door was pushed open from the outside.

A middle-aged man walked in, the steward who often came to deliver food and herbs to the siblings.

"Uncle?" Ling Song was taken aback, "Are you here to find brother? He's gone out."

"I know he's gone out, and he's going to a far away place soon, but that has nothing to do with me, I'm here to look for you." The tone of the middle-aged manager was as indifferent as ever.

"Looking for...you said my brother is going somewhere else?" Ling Song subconsciously wanted to ask the other party why he was looking for him, but he suddenly realized that he caught an important message in the manager's words.

Brother is going far away?
Why doesn't she know?
Ling Song was taken aback, his little face was full of nervousness: "Then...uncle, you...do you know where brother has gone? What...when will you be back?"

The middle-aged steward who was looking around in the courtyard couldn't help but sneered: "Little girl, do you still have time to care about your brother? You should think more about yourself."

"Me?" The flustered Ling Song didn't understand the other party's meaning.

"Forget it, take your things and come with me. If you go out now, maybe you can even give your brother a gift." The middle-aged man glanced at her with pity.

Such a look made Ling Song, who was good at observing words and expressions and was very sensitive to other people's emotional changes since he was a child, couldn't help being shocked.

A terrible thought came to her mind.

Ling Song didn't know how he left the small courtyard with the middle-aged steward.

The more she walked towards the exit of the small world, the more uneasy she felt.

Holding the messy bundle and the bronze mask, Ling Song followed behind the steward without saying a word.

Until they came out of the gate of the ancient temple at the entrance of the small world.

It was getting dark!

Ling Song raised his face, only to see a lot of banners above his head.

Tens of thousands of black armored troops are displayed in the sky, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun.

Savage ancient beasts, ancient warships...

Including every soldier in black armor, all were silent.

This is an army composed of monks!

Everyone's qi and blood are very prosperous, and there is a terrible murderous aura surging in the entire sky.

The four fields were silent.

It's like a dead place, so oppressive that people can't breathe.

In the direction directly facing the ancient temple, at a distance of about two miles, a newly cast yellow mud platform rose up.

Looking from a distance, it seems that some figures are busy working on the high platform.

And around the high platform, Canglong, Baihu, Shenyu, Qiniu, Qinghuang, Xuanwu... nine wild beasts as huge as mountains are quietly dormant.

There is a bearded old man sitting cross-legged on each beast.

Like nine patron saints, guarding the high platform.

In other words, it was guarding the special altar on the high platform.

"Crack!"

At some point, a blood-colored lightning pierced the sky, instantly making the surroundings much brighter.

Ling Song, who was staring blankly at the shocking scene in front of him, was startled by the thunder and his face trembled.

Before the light of the lightning dissipated, a familiar voice sounded from the front left: "Ninny!"

It's brother!
Ling Song turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice in an instant.

She found Ling Su!

"Brother!" Ling Song called, and ran over without hesitation.

At this time, Ling Su was standing with a group of boys and girls.

Apart from being surrounded by heavily armored soldiers, there were also a few faces that Ling Song was familiar with——Six Emperor Uncle Yao Xiaotian, Luo Wenbin, Chu Jiaming, Qiao Chengyao.

In addition, several old men stood with them.

Ling Su's shout attracted the attention of everyone around, and one of the old people frowned and asked, "Who is that little girl?"

"Uncle Seven, she is the younger sister of that boy, but her bones are very poor, not the physique we need. It's just that the brother and sister are orphans and depend on each other, so they brought them here together from the Eastern Wilderness." Yao Xiaotian clasped his hands and replied.

"Since it's not what we need, then drive her away as soon as possible!" The seventh uncle's tone was very cold.

"do not want!"

Ling Su was anxious when he heard the words, and begged quickly: "Seventh Elder, please, let me say a few words to my sister, so that I won't delay the business."

"Then as soon as possible!"

With a sullen face, the old man waved his hands to let the black armored soldiers get out of the way, so that Ling Song could walk in front of Ling Su.

She threw herself into her brother's arms and hugged her tightly, tears breaking down: "Brother, where are you going? Don't leave me, okay?"

"Don't cry, don't cry... Brother thought he wouldn't see you before he left."

Ling Su felt sore in her heart, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

All he could do was wipe the tears off her face.

"My brother is going to practice in a far away place. It was an order from the emperor himself. It happened so suddenly that I couldn't do anything about it, so..." As he spoke, Ling Su also became choked up.

"But, I can't bear to part with my brother..."

Ling Song burst into tears, clutching Ling Su tightly with both hands, refusing to let go.

"Brother will come back, wait for me, okay, I will definitely come back when I become stronger in the future!" Ling Su took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in his heart, and tried to make his tone gentle.

"I don't want it, I don't want it!" Ling Song hugged her tightly, playing with his temper for the first time.

"Little girl, you can follow me to Zhongzhou and live with your brother for a few more months because he promised us and will obey us from now on. Do you want your brother to break his promise?"

Chu Jiaming, a disciple of the Yuhua God Dynasty who had been to Baishan Village, interjected, his voice was very indifferent, revealing a hint of threat.

As soon as these words came out, Ling Song froze immediately.

Immediately, although she continued to cry, she slowly let go of Ling Su.

In fact, when she came out of the small world in the ancient temple, she had a premonition in her heart.

During the time she came to Zhongzhou, she learned a lot of things related to cultivation with Ling Su.The understanding of this world is also much deeper than before.

And the more you understand, the more you understand the power of Yuhua Shenchao.

Just now I just wanted to naively make one last struggle.

"It's okay, baby, my brother entrusted the steward, and gave him all the elixir and money he had saved before. He will take care of you for me. You can live here well and wait for me to come back." Ling Su said.

"Brother, woo woo...then you must not lie to me, you must come back." Ling Song lowered his head and kept wiping away his tears.

"Definitely." Ling Su nodded vigorously.

"Brother, put this on." Ling Song stuffed the bronze grimace mask into his brother's arms, sobbing, "This way when you go to a distant place, you will think of me when you see it, don't forget me."

The grimace mask was a gift from Ling Su to Ling Song, and the gift could not be taken back, but this time he did not refuse.

"Okay, then let's exchange." Ling Su took off his left ring and put it into Ling Song's hand.

Woo! !

The mighty trumpet sounded.

Before the siblings could say anything more, they were forcibly separated by the people next to them.

"Brother..." Ling Song burst into tears, but the middle-aged steward grabbed her tightly and prevented her from moving forward.