Chapter 113 Fairy Sui’an
Fairy Sui’an?
Jiang Yu pursed his lips and continued to look at the excited storyteller on the stage.
He shook the fan in his hand and waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. He stroked his beard and said mysteriously: "The master of the Sun and Moon Immortal Sect and the Demon Lord in the Demon Realm both have a sweetheart who they can't get. You know who it is?" Who?"
He looked around the bottom and saw some people who were about to blurt out their answers. He quickly stopped them with a smile: "Hey, those of you who know, don't guess. Wouldn't it be fun to let those who don't know guess?"
A burst of laughter immediately broke out below.
Someone laughed twice: "Sir, how many people in the Three Realms don't know about Yuan Heng and the others?"
Even if some people don't know, in the first sentence he is still the fairy Sui'an, and in the next sentence he becomes the sweetheart that others can't ask for, who can't guess it?
Jiang Yu slandered.
She stood in the crowd, and someone beside her whispered the answer. She looked at the face of the storyteller, and the answers that everyone present knew poured into her ears.
Jiang Yu suddenly realized that the leader of the Sun and Moon Immortal Sect was no longer Song Lian, the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm was no longer Cang Wu, and the sweetheart they loved but couldn't get enough of was not her mother as she subconsciously thought.
Yuan Heng became the sect master, Wei Xu became the Demon Lord, and she became the fairy Sui'an that everyone said had long been wiped out.
In this future, she is dead.
Jiang Yu thought that the love story was really attractive. She knew that apart from Yuan Heng, as long as Wei Xu didn't marry a wife for a day, brothers and sisters like them who were not related by blood would sooner or later be rumored. kind of story.
"That's right!" The storyteller seemed to hear the answer in the crowd, "It's Fairy Sui'an - Jiang Yu."
He let out a long sigh: "It's a pity that Fairy Sui'an and Sect Master Yuan are in love with each other, but now they are separated by yin and yang..."
It is indeed a love story.
Jiang Yu lowered his eyes disinterestedly. The stories told by these storytellers were half true and half false, and not worth listening to. Especially the story after "her" death might have been told differently.
She turned around and walked out the door, only paused when the other party mentioned the words "three hundred years ago", and then continued walking out. She didn't know what day it was. There were not many people on the streets of Nanhaixi, but they were not as many as before in Nanhaixi.
She walked around a few stalls with a lantern, and unexpectedly saw herself at a stall selling small ceramic figures.
The little man in the white dress was bought by her. Jiang Yu held it in her hand and played with it for a while. After the novelty wore off, she randomly put it into the storage necklace.
She always felt that God didn't want her to come here just to listen to other people's stories.
"You are much happier now than your father and I were then!"
The gentle voice reached her ears accurately. Jiang Yu stopped and looked back.
A family of four also stopped behind her. Each of them had spiritual power.
The mother's voice continued: "There were many more evil cultivators back then, and their methods were much more cruel than now -"
She paused and said, "Your grandmother and uncle died in their hands. During that time, evil cultivators were doing evil everywhere, killing people and massacring villages."
"The most frightening time is when the sun goes down and no one dares to go out. Even during the day, if there are no immortal gates stationed in the city, few people dare to go out."
"When your grandmother and uncle were killed by evil spirits, I was still young. I only remember that there was blood everywhere in the village, as if the whole world was filled with cries and calls for help, but I was protected by my mother and managed to survive."
Her voice was filled with tears: "Jingmo is too powerful, and there are too many evil cultivators who follow him. There are countless people in this world who have the same experience as me."
"Thanks to Fairy Sui'an——" she said, "and a group of heroes who follow her..."
Jiang Yu lowered his eyes, couldn't listen anymore, and walked away quickly.
(End of chapter)