Chapter 142 The True Origin of Hidden Mist

"Crash!"

The sound of flipping the pages resounded in the library, the sunshine outside the window was bright, and the golden leaves fluttered in the rustling autumn wind.

Feng Qianwei closed her eyes and used her powerful soul perception to read these books. Since her lotus soul awakened, her memory reading speed was faster than before.

"That's still not fast enough."

She looked at so many books, and it took too much time to read them one by one.

"It would be much faster if I could separate a few for me to watch together."

Thinking so, she tried to separate the lotus soul.

When she saw no one around, a lotus soul appeared in her palm, and under the control of her mind, dozens of glowing translucent butterflies flew out of the lotus soul.

These butterflies are transformed by the power of the soul, like her incarnation, falling on the books.

After flipping through the books, a huge amount of knowledge poured into Feng Qianwei's mind. She chose a seat by the window to sit down, sort out the contents, and find the information she needed.

Fortunately, there was no one else here, otherwise she wouldn't be able to read in this way.

After reading the books on the second floor, she continued to the third floor until she reached the top floor. All the tens of thousands of books in the library building were all memorized in her mind.

"call!"

Feng Qianwei controlled the power of the lotus soul to read, but she was exhausted and exhausted too much energy.

But the hard work for most of the day was worth it. She had seen some records about Wuyinlan in so many books.

Not far from Longchamp City, there is a small town called Huansha Town. A white river runs through the town. There is a woman in this town who can weave colorful gauze as beautiful as mist, which is unique there.

This rainbow yarn is extremely beautiful. Countless people want to buy it with a lot of money, but the woman is unwilling to sell it, which makes the rainbow yarn even more precious. Many people have heard of this rainbow yarn, which is as beautiful as a dream and as light as a feather.

Everyone does not understand, this woman is obviously very poor, why is she unwilling to sell rainbow yarn?

It turned out that this woman had someone she liked. He was a young flower servant who specialized in planting flowers for a large family. She moved to this small town for him, just so that she could see him every day.

They agreed that when he saved enough money for redemption, they would get married.

The woman decided to weave a rainbow yarn to make a wedding dress, and be his most beautiful bride.

On the night they got married, no one blessed or watched the ceremony, but she felt that she was the happiest. But she didn't expect that her beloved husband would feed her poisonous wine.

At that time, Ziyun Kingdom was the most brilliant empire on the mainland. The princess of Ziyun Kingdom knew the beauty of rainbow yarn and wanted to get it, but unfortunately the woman refused to sell it.

The princess promised that anyone who could offer her a rainbow veil could marry her or get a big reward.

For the sake of prosperity and wealth, the man poisoned the weaving girl, took off her wedding dress with rainbow veil, and then abandoned her in the wilderness.

The man presented the beautiful rainbow gauze wedding dress to the princess. The princess was very moved when she saw his handsome face and agreed to marry him.

He suddenly went from being a humble servant to becoming the bridegroom of the princess.

The bride who died in vain, blood and resentment, merged into an orchid in the wilderness and condensed into a misty orchid.

On the eve of his wedding with the princess, the man had a dream about the incident, so he hurriedly took advantage of the dark to see if the bride had been discovered.

He didn't see the bride's body, but only found a top-quality orchid in that position. The purple resentment condensed into petals, but it was breathtakingly beautiful.

The man was overjoyed and was about to give the orchid to the princess, completely forgetting the weaving girl who once loved him deeply.