Chapter 509 The Story of the Saint! 【2】

Judging from his expression, Bei Tangling guessed right.The woman that the ancestors talked about is most likely the woman in her dream.

She nodded lightly, "I've seen it once."

How did Bei Tangling know that her words would make this old ancestor lose control of his emotions.

He almost jumped up from his seat, before he could see clearly, he appeared in front of Bei Tangling, grabbed her arm nervously and asked, "Have you seen her? Have you really seen her? Yes Where? Where have you seen her? How is she, is she doing well?"

"Ahem..." The strength of this old ancestor is really great. Although Bei Tangling's body is much stronger than before, but now he is still 1.4 meters five in height, which is not as tall as modern people. How can he stand up to this old ancestor? Shaking like this.

"Let go of me, if you don't let me go, I won't be polite!" Beitangling said coldly, turned her hands over, clasped her backhand, took advantage of the opportunity to break away from the long and slender palms of the ancestor, and flew back in the air.

Shi Ming Xiefei stepped forward to catch her, and asked worriedly, "How is it?"

"It's okay!" Bei Tangling shook her head, and shot cold eyes at her ancestor, "Old monster, don't go too far!"

The old ancestor frowned, realized that he missed just now, lowered his eyes apologetically, and sighed: "I lost control just now, little girl, I want to apologize to you! But... can you tell me, where did you meet that person?" ever?"

Beitangling clenched her fists, her cold eyes gradually relaxed.

It can be seen that the ancestor's affection for that woman seems to be quite deep.

Perhaps, she could draw some information about the identity of this mysterious woman from his mouth.

"I can tell you, but you have to tell me, who is this woman? What is your relationship with her!" Bei Tangling said lightly.

The old ancestor nodded, remained silent, turned around and went up the steps, sat on the chair beside him, pointed to the chair opposite, and signaled her to go and sit down.

Beitangling didn't refuse either, and took Shi Mingxie's hand over.

After sitting down, the ancestor asked, "Now tell me, when did you meet Yanran?"

Smile?That woman's name is Yanran?

It's a pretty name, and it matches that woman's temperament quite well.

"Old monster, do you know her identity?" Bei Tangling asked without answering.

That mysterious woman is a noble saint, she looks very young, but she is actually a big shot who has lived for hundreds of years.

And this ancestor of the Dongfang family, at most, is more than 300 years old. When did he meet such a person as Yanran?
The old ancestor took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly, with a trace of sadness floating on his handsome face, "Not many people know Yanran's true identity! I happen to be one of those few people. "

How many people know?

Who is this saint, and his identity is so concealed, which surprised Bei Tangling a little.

"Actually, at the beginning, I didn't know Yanran's true identity. At that time, I was just a little prince, and I met her when I was out touring the mountains and rivers..." Recalling the past, the ancestor's expression sighed, his brows tightened frown.

Bei Tangling pursed her lips, frowned and said, "At that time, hundreds of years should have passed, right? But you..."

Seven or eight hundred years have passed since the story of the saint she knew. During these long years, what kind of role did this ancestor play?
(End of this chapter)

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