The poisonous concubine can't be provoked

"What? Haven't you been looking for me?"

LAN Yiqing suddenly heard a sound and looked at it. She was standing on the sea. At the same time, there was a python hovering on the sea.

"Gossip soul Python?" Lan Yiqing guessed, but she couldn't figure out why gossip soul Python would appear at this time.

The eyes of the eight trigrams soul Python are very indifferent and can't see a little bloodthirsty.

"Come back now, there's an accident here again." the gossip soul Python was a little worried. In a hurry, he directly let LAN Yiqing look at the coast, full of dead fish.

What's going on? LAN Yiqing asked herself in her heart that she was fine when she left. How could it be like this again.

"Because you have a nightmare beast, I tell you, I didn't do these. My purpose is to protect the good dream temple. Now the new dream temple has been demolished. If you want to see it become a dead area, come back."

Gossip soul Python seems to be determined that Lan Yiqing will come back. Its words are also very general and full of flaws. It's difficult to make people believe.

LAN Yiqing wanted to ask for more useful information, but she was driven out of her dream by the gossip soul Python before she opened her mouth. It seems that something big has happened there.

She woke up from her dream and saw that it was going to dawn. She had not considered whether to go back.

Just as she hesitated, the people who stayed with the fishermen also came the news that such a scene had appeared again.

This attracted LAN Yiqing's attention. She immediately explained to Luo Qi what she saw in her dream and decided to go back and have a look.

She also wants to know what the last Saint did here, and what is the relationship between the gossip soul Python and the saint.

Luo Qi didn't trust LAN Yiqing. Without a word, he followed behind LAN Yiqing.

They hurried back. After they returned to the fishing village, they did see the dead fish on the shore, and some fishermen got sick again.

LAN Yiqing suddenly thought of the gossip soul Python and said that the new dream temple had been demolished, so she immediately ran to see the dream temple.

Indeed, the new dream temple has collapsed, and only the old dream temple is still standing.

"Ah! Woo woo!"

Vaguely, LAN Yiqing heard some voices coming from the shabby dream temple, so she went in carefully.

But what they didn't expect was that the gossip soul Python was tied here, full of nails, and the wound was still bleeding.

"What's going on?" Luo Qi followed LAN Yiqing. Seeing the frightened picture, he immediately turned around and didn't dare to look down.

LAN Yiqing didn't feel any nausea or discomfort. She walked forward quietly and gently touched the wound of Bagua soul Python to treat it.

But the eight trigrams soul Python suddenly woke up with joy and relief in his eyes: "I knew you would come back. Thank you for believing me."

The eight trigrams soul Python is quite weak, but it still smiles at LAN Yiqing.

LAN Yiqing insisted on cleaning his wound. Although she couldn't see how it hurt, she still wanted to do her best.

"Don't waste your time for me. I can't do it anymore."

The eight trigrams soul Python said weakly, this is its last wish.

It is its supreme glory to see a new saint before dying. If it is allowed to choose something, it hopes to die in a dream.

LAN Yiqing looked at this guy suspiciously, and many questions in her heart could not be answered.

"Come to my memory. All the answers you want to know are in it."

The eight trigrams soul Python invites LAN Yiqing to his memory. He knows that Lan Yiqing will come, he will.