Kendo Venom

Chapter 2316 as if you have never seen it before
"Miss Yan'er."

Nangongyan was hesitant to speak at first, but at this moment her eyes suddenly revealed a determination.

She turned to look at the first-time saint, and bowed respectfully: "I understand."

The figure of the first-time saint gradually became unreal in the hazy moonlight, and she turned her back to Su Xuan again, without saying a word.

Since Nangong Yan had already compromised, Su Xuan naturally couldn't say anything more.

Although I don't question it, it doesn't mean that I have completely compromised.

Before leaving, he stared deeply at that figure and seemed to smile a little. After a while, with the transformation of the sky covering his face again, Su Xuan's figure also disappeared.

Until Su Xuanzhen had left the palace, an old figure appeared in front of the first-time saint.

The other party looked at her with a complicated expression, and sighed, "Even if he was reincarnated, it was hard to meet him, why don't you want to keep him?"

"My relationship with him has disappeared thousands of years ago, not to mention that the one standing in front of me now is just a reincarnation."

The first-time saint became indifferent again, and said indifferently: "About this person, don't mention it again in the future, just treat it as if you have never seen it."

The figure sighed in disappointment, more than once he had seen the first-time saint girl in a daze, or even not thinking about food and drink.

Now, perhaps because of seeing his reincarnation, the shock disturbed her heart, or it was difficult for her to accept such a meeting for a while, so she chose to avoid this feeling.

But if it is said that all the feelings really dissipate, he absolutely does not believe it.

Otherwise... why did she have such violent mood swings when she first saw Su Xuan's original appearance?

Such a low-level mistake has never happened to her in almost thousands of years, and this is the first time in thousands of years.

"The old man came here because he has another matter to report..." After thinking about it, the old figure chose to report another matter.

The first-time saint is almost independent of the world, standing alone in front of the sea of ​​flowers, but her back reveals an indescribable loneliness.

In this world, she seems to have no half confidant anymore, and no one who can make her let go of her undeserved airs, truly be herself, and open up her heart.

Maybe there is, that guy nearly ten thousand years ago, the annoying ghost who accidentally appeared in her world, should be counted as one.

But since the person disappeared and the news of his death came out later, the old man watched the saint gradually seal her heart, and even voluntarily used her body as a cocoon to become the new patron saint of this holy court.

Every day and night for thousands of years has been like tonight.

Although she didn't say it, the loneliness in her heart must be understood by no one, and no one can listen to it.

The old man felt regretful, but he didn't know whether he should continue to stimulate her heart at this time, so he slowly took out a secret letter from his sleeve robe.

Slowly unfolding the folded envelope, he looked at the envelope, and then began to speak slowly: "All the holy courts in the central region have begun to establish alliances, and currently responding are the Holy Court of the Last Abyss, the Holy Court of Hundred Tribulations, the ancient The Holy Court of Demons, the Holy Court of Shaking Heaven, and the Holy Court of Lingxuan."

There are only nine holy courts in the central world, and strictly speaking, not counting the ninth holy court that has disappeared before, there are actually only eight holy courts left.

As written in this letter, the number of holy courts currently responding to the alliance has reached five.

Apart from the Holy Court of Ten Thousand Dragons and the Holy Court of Myriad Daos, there is only one other holy court left that has not been heard from.

If the Eighth Holy Court also chooses the alliance, then the strength of this force will be unprecedented.

After all, nearly [-]% of the Holy Court formed an alliance. If anyone didn't join, they would be isolated sooner or later.

Therefore, the meaning of the old man taking out this letter is not only to inform the first-time saint about this, but also to ask her opinion.

After all, the real Lord Wanlong is still on his way back, and the only person who can preside over the overall situation is her.

Even if she knew that she really wanted to calm down and let herself go for a while, but the matter was already in front of her and had to be resolved as soon as possible.

"Just this?" The reaction of the first-time saint seemed to be different from what the old man had expected.

I thought that even if I wasn't worried, I should at least think about it, but now that I heard such a calm tone, it seemed that I didn't take it seriously at all?

As if thinking of the old man's inner thoughts at this moment, the first-time saint girl said slowly: "Let's not talk about this Holy Court, just talk about the Holy Court of Ten Thousand Daos, do you think he will bow his head?"

"This... today is different from the past. The Holy Court of Myriad Daos has lost its master, so we should consider current events, right?" the old man hesitated.

Then the first-time saint suddenly smiled lightly, and said something meaningful: "If the Holy Court has him, it is not considered unrequited."

After a while, she realized that her words had gone too far, so she straightened her face again and calmly explained: "Why did the Holy Court of Myriad Daos end up in this situation, I read a few files in the evening, and I already have a little understanding. "

"If this anecdote is said to have nothing to do with the Moyuan Holy Court, I don't think they will believe it themselves. Even if the apocalypse is coming, I'm afraid they are still living with the mentality of preferring death to surrender."

"Besides that, the Holy Court of Myriad Daos is unwilling to cooperate. Isn't there still this Holy Court?"

The old man understands now, the feeling is still a saint, you are acting on your own will!

If it weren't for meeting him today, I'm afraid I would really not even think about this cooperation, and there is a high probability that I will agree to it.

And when she said this, she was telling the old man that unless the Ten Thousand Dao Sacred Court bowed its head, the Ten Thousand Dragon Sacred Court would never show softness.

In all fairness, this kind of decision is definitely nothing to an individual, but to the entire Holy Court... it actually does more harm than good.

The old man wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know if it should be at this time.

So after he was silent, he nodded: "Understood, since this is the meaning of the saint, I will tell the boy after he comes back."

"Su...you don't need to tell anyone about him."

Just as the old man was about to leave, the cold voice of the first-time saint came from behind.

Although it does not have killing intent, it still carries a hint of warning.

Regarding this, the old man couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, did he regard himself as someone from there?
He didn't respond, just nodded, and then disappeared from this world without a trace, as if he had never appeared before.

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As soon as the old man left, the garden fell into a deathly silence.

Except for the sea of ​​flowers in front of him, there was only a solitary figure staying in place.

Just when a gust of wind blew by, the white skirt fluttered gently, and the hem of the skirt fluttered with the three thousand black silks, but they gathered into an extremely beautiful picture scroll.

It should exist like a fairy, but it is a pity that no one appreciates it.

Maybe nearly ten thousand years ago, that guy was considered an appreciative person, but since he left, no one has been able to make her bloom.

Although I saw his reincarnation tonight, the feeling was completely different from back then.

After an unknown amount of time, the complexity and bewilderment in the eyes of the first-time saint completely disappeared, replaced by the indifference that had always appeared on her face before.

So in this night, the traces of the fairy trail disappeared in a blink of an eye, not even a trace of breath remained.

(End of this chapter)