Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 877 Strange mummy! (2)
"Qianze." The elder naturally also saw Ouyang Qianze, and subconsciously called out.

However, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the person standing beside Ouyang Qianze, he opened his eyes immediately, and was so shocked that he almost forgot the purpose of his coming.

"Little princess?" After a short period of daze, the old man couldn't help but exclaimed.

Isn't he dazzled?
The little princess suffered such a serious injury, he made the best estimate, and it must take at least two years of deep sleep before she can fully wake up, it is less than half a month now, right?Is this alive and kicking person in front of me really a little princess?
Ling Wushuang looked at the old man's exaggerated expression, and said with trembling eyes, "Your man, just call me Wushuang."

For the old man in front of him, Ling Wushuang respected him from the bottom of his heart, especially when he heard Ouyang Qianze say that his mother, Yun Ling, had always been helped by the old man to maintain the hope of surviving.

"it is good."

The elder raised his gray brows and smiled slightly, only then was he sure that the smiling person in front of him was really Ling Wushuang.

"Did the city lord go into seclusion?" The old man looked at Ling Wushuang, and then asked.

He had just come all the way, and Luoxue Hall was closed and no one was allowed to enter. Since the little princess is fine, it must be the city lord who is retreating.

And Ling Wushuang nodded with a smile, confirming the estimation in the old man's heart, "Father's injury is not serious, and I'm afraid he will have to retreat for a while."

Even she could clearly feel the mysterious energy flowing from her father, but at the same time, she seemed to find that her father was a little different from before, the aura was not that deep and restrained, but became a little ethereal.

"Hmm." The elder nodded and hummed thoughtfully.

On Xiao Qing's unsmiling face, there was a serious look, "Old man, what's the matter, what happened?"

Hearing this, the old man's complexion also tightened, and he stretched out his hand to caress the gray beard in deep thought.

"It's actually not a big problem."

After he glanced at Xiao Qing, he looked at Ling Wushuang and Ouyang Qianze again, and said in a deep voice, "It's just that a strange thing happened, and the old man couldn't see the reason for it for a while, and felt very strange , I wanted to see you guys."

"What's wrong?" Xiao Qing and Ouyang Qianze looked at each other.

What is so strange that even the elders can't see it.

The Feiyu Hall stands in the center of Fengxuejian City, like a snow-white auspicious beast crawling on a field of flying catkins, on the avenues and trails, waiting neatly are some solemn-looking cast members. Sword city disciple.

"Old man, deputy city lord."

After seeing two figures approaching with heavy steps, reverent calls sounded in the hall.

Afterwards, a tall and elegant man in a snow-white robe walked in together with a woman in a plain white gown. After a while of silence, there were excited voices in the bright hall.

"Young master, little princess!"

Calling Ling Wushuang, some disciples trembled with excitement.

They read it right, since the little princess is awake.

"Little princess." Several elders who were waiting in the hall also nodded to Ling Wushuang with a smile.

After the three-party melee half a month ago, in Fengxuezhujian City, whether it is the elders or the disciples, in addition to their deep recognition and admiration for Ling Wushuang, they are also grateful, because to some extent, some of them Many people's lives were saved by Ling Wushuang, regardless of safety, by using himself as a target for Shengxiu.

That feeling, the wonder, the admiration, the pride that springs from the bottom of my heart!
After Ling Wushuang nodded to everyone, he walked quickly to the old man's side, looking in through the people around him, and opened his eyes slightly in surprise.

"This is?" He opened his mouth slightly in doubt, very puzzled.

Ouyang Qianze looked at it, and his brows, which were as light as distant mountains, twitched slightly, and the color of doubt and surprise in his eyes was like the hazy color of misty rain, and the waves darkened.

The old man pondered for a while, and then spit out two words that surprised the three of them, "Qingcheng."

"What!" Xiao Qing's startled voice was suddenly raised, her chilling eyes turned quickly, and she returned to the strange body on the ground again, with an unbelievable color in her thick black eyes.

On the ground, there was a mummy standing quietly.

It's more like a wooden stake than a mummy. Except for the blood-stained dress, the rest of the corpse is completely unrecognizable. You can only see a dark brown mass piled up into a human-shaped body.

"You mean, this is Qingcheng?" Ling Wushuang narrowed his eyes and looked at the elder.

How could it be Qingcheng, her father just shot and killed her, what happened now?

Of course the old man knew the doubts in Ling Wushuang's heart, nodded his head and said, "This is indeed Qingcheng."

After finishing speaking, his gaze returned to the shriveled body lying on the white cloth on the ground, and he said to himself, "I didn't find any abnormalities when I was cleaned up, but it happened within a few days. This kind of change, after hearing the disciple's report, the old man rushed over immediately, but there is no big clue."

For Qingcheng, most of the people in Fengxuezhujiancheng treated her favorably because of Ling Hao, but after this scuffle, the real identity of a spy destroyed her already dishonest status. at once.

At this time, it is normal for everyone to be indifferent in the face of such a tragic end.

"That's right, we didn't find much useful information." Several elders beside him also echoed.

Ouyang Qianze's dark pupils flickered slightly, and he walked away slowly.

The snow-white boots stopped in front of the shriveled body like a wooden stake, bent over and half squatted down, and after carefully inspecting for a while, murmured vaguely, "It's a little strange. "

The body was completely shriveled, as if it had been artificially destroyed, but he had never seen such a cruel method and such a strange change before.

"Did you see anything?" The elder looked at Ouyang Qianze and Xiao Qing with a gloomy expression.

He studied for most of the day, but he couldn't see any clues.

"It's very strange, but I can't tell what's so strange." Xiao Qing's thick black brows were almost twisted into a hemp rope, and his calm face was tangled.

Ouyang Qianze got up, and the snow-like robe was slightly raised, outlining an elegant arc on the shining hall, like the slight ripples on the surface of a lake.

After hearing him sigh softly, he said slowly, "It should be before this that her sea of ​​consciousness was emptied, and when her spirit has time to disperse in the future, she will disappear."

(End of this chapter)