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Chapter 1670 Three small figures are rushing towards Kyoto

"I also took a special look at the little girl who was rescued just now. She seemed to be frightened and stupid, and her reaction seemed a little slow, but other than that, the little girl looked like an ordinary person. It's back to normal, and it's no longer bloodthirsty and attacking people around." Old Yangtou said.

"How much does Mr. Yang know about the sect of Xianlinmen?" Xia Zishang held up her snow-white chin thoughtfully, "I've heard of this sect before, but I don't know much about the things in this sect. There are not many. I only know that their sect is really strong, Shengshiyin, troubled times, and the current situation is also consistent."

"Master, do you suspect that there is something wrong with the people at Xianlinmen?" Lao Yangtou saw Xia Zishang's thoughts and asked.

"The timing of their appearance is really a coincidence. The demon corpse incident was such a big deal. When they were in Tianhan City, the Qingxinzong and Shennvfeng sects had already received the news, and many hidden sects were also born. Help, but why did Xianlinmen choose to show up at this time? And as soon as he appeared, he went straight to the capital?" Xia Zishang's eyes were deep, and he continued thoughtfully, "But, we can't just rely on this It is concluded that there is a problem with Xianlinmen. We still need definite evidence."

What Xianlinmen did and the people they sent were very strange.

Xia Zishang made a special observation just now, except for Yu Xian'er, the other elders looked more like her puppets, they would do whatever Yu Xian'er told them to do, they were more obedient than dogs.

It's just that although it's strange, it seems that there is nothing wrong with them other than that.

"Master, this old man also thinks it is necessary to be defensive, why not ask the master to hand over this matter to this old man, and let this old man keep an eye on them." Old Yang narrowed his eyes sharply, and said coldly.

"It's natural to stare at them, but you can't stare too closely. Mr. Yang, you don't need to stare at them all the time, just watch them occasionally, so as not to be noticed by them." Xia Zishang leaned on the back On the back of the chair, he looked far away, "But those puppets who were cured by Xianlinmen need to be watched closely. I always feel that things are not that simple."

"Yes, master, rest assured, this old man will take care of all this." Old Yang understood it, and after saying this, he turned around and left in a hurry.

Xia Zishang didn't stay idle either, but left to check the situation where the demon corpses and puppets were.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner, Xianlinmen and others are constantly busy in the capital.

As Yu Xian'er said, they are in a hurry, and they hardly have any free time in a day. They constantly purify the puppets who have lost their minds and restore them to normal people. A lot of monster corpses.

The cured puppets were all from Kyoto. After they were cured, they were sent to their homes by Xianlinmen.

The family members of the puppets never imagined that the family members who had been declared hopeless by the National Teacher's Office could return to normal. When they returned to their side, they were all grateful at the moment. Only one day had passed, and the name of Xianlinmen It has already spread all over the streets and alleys of the capital, and the common people worship them as living gods. Everyone kneels down and bows to Yu Xian'er and others when they see Yuxian'er and others. .

However, what Xianlinmen did was not only that, they not only rescued puppets, but were also willing to do charity, distributing the relief food to the common people and refugees, and won great favor.

In contrast, the brilliance of the National Teacher's Mansion was somewhat obscured, but Xia Zishang's status was very high among the common people, and he would not be completely robbed of the limelight by Xianlinmen.

Time flies, and the day passes quickly.

The heavy night gradually dissipated with the passage of time, and on the road outside Kyoto, three small figures were struggling towards the direction of Kyoto.

　Monthly tickets and recommendation tickets are getting less and less anxious, little fairies who read books, vote ducks, ball power!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)