Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1154 Descendants of the Yiling Clan.

Although Fu Yuejun's eyes were able to see, they were still not well enough to see the strong light.

But Sang Ling, who was full of anticipation just a second ago, froze when she saw Fu Yuejun's face, her pupils contracted violently, and she looked at her with some fear: "You are..."

"What is it? What are you afraid of?"

Fu Yuejun looked at Sang Ling with burning eyes. Although the white silk covered her eyes, she could still see Sang Ling's face clearly.

Why did Sang Ling's mood change so quickly after taking off the white silk?

similar to fear...

"Who said I was afraid?"

Sang Ling pursed her lips, stood on tiptoe, and reached out to touch the tear mole in the corner of Fu Yuejun's eyes.

Just a light touch, and she shrank back suddenly, as if touching something exciting.

Sang Ling looked down at her fingertips, and whispered softly: "I probably know who you are..."

In ancient times, there was a tribe of Yilings who absorbed the yin and hostile energy of heaven and earth into essence, had the ability to understand yin and yang, knew life and death, and lived like gods for ten days and ten days.

In the hinterland of Miaojiang, there are descendants of the Yiling nationality, called the Sang family of the Yi nationality.

The world only knows that there is a record about the Sang family of the Yi nationality in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas Dahuangnanjing", but no one knows that the Sang family of the Yi nationality is inherited from the ancient Yiling ancient tribe.

The Yiling ancient people have believed in the high priest of the gods for generations-the Venerable Buddha Spirit.

No one knew that just at that moment, Sang Ling felt the aura belonging to that high priest on Fu Yuejun's body.

That kind of surrender that goes deep into the soul is unmistakable.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when Sang Ling took a step back, she trembled all over.

This made Fu Yuejun feel very strange, his eyes glanced at her coldly: "Who the hell am I?"

Sang Ling raised her head slowly, with a calm expression, and being watched by her eyes, Fu Yuejun suddenly felt her heart beat faster.

The girl's complexion is fair and delicate, and her eyebrows are delicate, but there seems to be a heavy historical imprint between those delicate eyebrows. She moved her lips and slowly said: "You are a palm picker..."

The high priest of the protoss, Fo Ling, who grasps the star building and transports the lives of all.

However, the words have not yet been uttered...

Rumbling--

Above the void, thunderclouds rolled and the wind blew violently.

The deafening thunder resounded through the sky, and the lightning flashed brightly. Sang Ling's face turned completely pale, and then she knelt down on the ground with a bang, and spoke a paragraph in a mysterious language.

At that time, the three of Song Chen and Jin Tingxiao had already landed on the shore, and suddenly there was thunder, and then they saw Sang Ling kneeling on the ground, speaking a foreign language they could not understand.

But Fu Yuejun's eyes widened bit by bit.

She could actually hear what Sang Ling was saying.

Sang Ling said: Heavenly Dao forgives sins, Sang Ling leaked the secrets of heaven for a while, and is willing to bear the responsibility of heavenly punishment, please calm down the anger of Heavenly Dao, and don't blame the ancient Yiling tribe.

The blood of the Yiling clan is not easy to come by, how can the whole clan be harmed by leaking the secret?
Fu Yuejun's face turned pale, and he stepped back several steps, and was supported by Jin Tingxiao.

The man asked her puzzledly: "What is she talking about? How did it become like this?"

They saw the rapid change in Sang Ling's expression on the boat, and they didn't know what Fu Yuejun said to her. They only saw that after Fu Yuejun took off the white silk, Sang Ling became like this.

Fu Yuejun pursed his lips tightly, looked at Jin Tingxiao and the others: "Don't you understand?"

"Do you understand what she is saying?" Jin Tingxiao asked back.

The meaning of Fu Yuejun's words is obvious, she can understand those strange languages ​​spoken by Sang Ling.

(End of this chapter)