Chapter 1266 Demon Mask

The more Yu Qingqian listened, the doubts deepened in her heart. She didn't expect that Mrs. Hong became famous for destroying a branch of the Yinhun Temple.

"Is there anything else?"

Chu Ruo thought for a while and said, "Mrs. Hong's cultivation talent is also extremely strong, and now she is close to the cultivation strength of Emperor Ling, and her status in Hong's family is very high."

"However, she is very low-key. The most shocking thing she did was to destroy a branch of the Temple of Shadows. Now she rarely hears about her, and she basically doesn't appear in front of people." He added.

Yu Qingqian thought for a while and asked, "Didn't the Palace of Ghosts take revenge?"

"How could there be no revenge? Back then, five spiritual elders from the Temple of Yinhun were dispatched to besiege Mrs. Hong, and Mrs. Hong beat all five of them away with serious injuries. Later, the master of the realm came forward to suppress the Temple of Yinhun, so they could only eat this boring Unfortunately, I dare not attack Madam Hong again." Chu Ruo said with some respect.

"So that's the case, I know!"

Yu Qingqian tried her best to tell Feng Chen the news that she and Chu Ruo had arranged for her.

Feng Chen thought for a moment, "Maybe this is her cleverness, used to deceive people."

I don't know why, but Feng Chen is more inclined to think that Madam Hong has something to do with the Yinhun Palace. After all, being able to water and cultivate a spirit tea tree with fresh human blood is definitely not a kind thing.

"I think so too, but I have to meet her to judge." Yu Qingqian was also more inclined to Feng Chen's guess.

Under the leadership of Hong Luan, the group walked to a very unique and elegant courtyard. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they felt an atmosphere of singing birds and fragrant flowers.

Entering the courtyard and walking towards the depths, in a bamboo forest, everyone looked up and saw an unparalleled beauty in black clothes not far away, sitting and drinking tea gracefully.

As soon as Hongluan saw the woman, she led the crowd over quickly, and squatted beside the woman's chair affectionately, "Mother!"

The woman in black patted Hongluan's head softly, and said with a smile, "You're still acting like a baby when you're too old."

Hongluan took the coquettish attitude of her daughter's family, "No matter how old she is, she is still a mother's daughter."

The female lead in black dotingly nodded Hongluan's forehead and smiled, "You!"

Then she raised her head and said with a gentle smile: "My daughter has been pampered, don't worry about it, please sit down."

"I've seen Mrs.!"

Several people found an empty seat and sat down.

Hong Luan first introduced the princes to the woman in black, then looked at Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen and said, "Mother, these are the distinguished guests invited by the Landlord, Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen."

The woman in black swept the crowd, paid more attention to Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen, and said with a smile, "You guys look like dragons and phoenixes among people."

"Since the two little friends came from a long way from the Consonance Realm, they can play for a while before going back. There are still many good places to go in the Wild Desolate Realm." Madam Hong looked at Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen with a smile on her eyebrows.

It's just that her smile didn't look too warm to Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen, but instead contained a very faint layer of coldness.

Yu Qingqian replied with a smile on her face: "We will, thank you Madam for your concern!"

Her eyes fell on Mrs. Hong, and there was also a smile on her brows and eyes, but there was not much warmth in her eyes.

Madam Hong casually chatted with a few people and then said: "I like to be clean, and I have to go to worship the Buddha every time this is the time, so please forgive me for not being able to receive a few more people."

"Hongluan, take a few friends to go to other places." She then instructed Hongluan.

"Yes, mother!"

"Ma'am, then we won't bother you, take your leave!"

A group of people got up one after another, and when they just walked out of the bamboo forest, Yu Qingqian's heart suddenly ached, and an inexplicable palpitation hit him.

She turned her head and saw a dark purple bamboo move, and a strange face loomed on the bamboo.

Then the ghost uttered a scream that no one else could hear in front of Yu Qingqian, and then disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

There was a moment of blankness and roar in Yu Qingqian's sea of ​​consciousness, and his gaze was dull for a few breaths before he recovered.