Chapter 120 Awareness
Nanfan Temple has rented a high-rise building, and disciples from various sects are guarding it downstairs.
Upstairs serves as the meeting hall. At this moment, the heads and elders of various sects are gathered, and the atmosphere is solemn.
I don't know what was mentioned, but an old man with a white beard froze, and the paper in his hand filled with information about the second round fell to the ground.
Song Lian glanced down, bent down, picked up the paper and put it back on the table.
Some people looked at him in disbelief, and then slowly moved their eyes to Song Hui, whom they trusted and relied on more: "Immortal Lord, this matter——"
He paused, his face turned slightly pale, and his lips murmured for a long time before he uttered the second half of the sentence: "Jing Mo - are you really back?"
Song Hui was sitting in the front seat with an expressionless face. He just glanced at the questioner lightly, opened his palms, and the evil communication talisman appeared in front of everyone.
A familiar voice enveloped the entire meeting hall: "Song Hui, are you sure your delicate daughter can kill me?"
The timbre in the communication talisman is actually not special. Except for Jingmo himself, it's not like they have never seen anyone with the same timbre. It's just that the evil spirit attached to it and the provocative tone are too familiar to them.
The owner of this voice brought a catastrophe to the Three Realms just over twenty years ago.
This evil demon who appeared out of nowhere was like a child of heaven. For a while, there were not many people who could match him in the three realms.
As soon as Jing Mo's voice came out, the hall suddenly became quiet. Some people had angry expressions on their faces, some had solemn expressions, some were slightly panicked, and a few people who had heard about this matter had calm expressions.
A young voice suddenly intervened: "Forgive me for being presumptuous."
Song Hui and everyone looked up and saw that the speaker was Ming Ji, who was standing behind Master Nan Xiu, the host of Nanfan Temple.
He was young and the only junior in the hall who was brought up.
Ming Ji attracted everyone's attention, then he bowed down without being humble, and continued: "There seems to be a cause and effect between Jing Mo and Miss Jiang." Miss Jiang, the people present thought for a moment and understood what he meant. Miss Jiang is the biological daughter of the man sitting above Jiang Yu, who is currently in the limelight.
He actually asked what they wanted to ask. The people present had already noticed the daughter in Jingmo's words, but due to Song Hui's status, they didn't hold on to her for a while.
Song Hui looked at him, and finally some emotion appeared in his cold eyes.
"Everyone should be aware of it." Song Huidao said, "You should also have a lot of questions about my little girl, right?"
His voice was calm and there was no emotion. Only Song Lian, who was sitting next to him, could detect his clenched hands. "Besides me, Cang Wu and Yun Ye are also standing behind her, a little girl."
"In the past twenty years, most of the treasures from the three realms have flocked to the two realms of demons and demons. In the end, most of them appeared on Jiang Yu."
"In the illusion of inner demons, she turned her spiritual power into arrows, and the spiritual power around her body seemed to be inexhaustible, allowing her to use it as she wished."
"She came down from the mountain and was born in the Ziliu Jade Secret Realm. In just a few months, she has already become famous."
"Background, talent, luck, she has it all."
Song Hui's eyes passed over the faces of those present: "Everyone, is no one suspicious of this?"
"Jing Mo -" Song Lian said after him, "in the past, he only had talent and luck, but he was able to disturb the three realms and intended to replace the way of heaven."
"His lessons are still in front of me. I think it is not difficult to guess why Heaven has given Jiang Yu these things again."
(End of chapter)