The first thing Luo Qingyun saw when she woke up was Duan Xue chatting happily with Xiang Sheng not far away.
She shook her still dizzy head, climbed out of the coffin, and walked over to Duan Xue in two or three steps. "Uncle Duan, are you okay?"
Duan Xue shook her head. "It's okay. I'll go check on the others. You keep an eye on Yin'er."
After saying that, she turned and left.
"Yin'er?"
Luo Qingyun murmured, confused.
Uncle Duan's whereabouts are usually unpredictable and they seldom see each other, so why does he use such an intimate name for Tang Yin?
"Senior Sister Luo."
While she was thinking, a call brought her back to reality.
Luo Qingyun looked up when she heard the voice and saw a strange face, but the eyes with a faint smile were very familiar to her.
Her heart skipped a beat and her eyes turned red, but she tried her best to suppress her excitement in an instant. She didn't dare to say much, for fear of exposing Xiang Sheng's identity and bringing trouble to Xiang Sheng.
She took a deep breath, thought about it, and asked only one question: "How are you these days?"
Seeing her being so cautious, Xiang Sheng felt a little warm in his heart and said softly:
"Senior Sister, don't be afraid. Since I dare to call you, I am sure that no one will notice."
As soon as these words came out, Luo Qingyun immediately stopped suppressing herself and grabbed Xiang Sheng's hand:
"Rong'er, is it really you? When did you come to Xizhou? Why didn't you send me a message?
No, it’s better for you not to send a message, lest you be intercepted by the Pantheon and put yourself in danger..."
She unconsciously started nagging like a mother in her early years.
As Xiang Sheng listened, her eyes softened. At that moment, it was as if all her troubles had left her, leaving only warmth.
Tang Yin stood by, staring at the two pairs of hands in front of her. After hesitating for a long time, she finally plucked up the courage to put her hands on them as well, then smiled so hard that her teeth were showing.
Such an intimate scene, in the eyes of others, became a lukewarm conversation between the three people.
Lin Beilan saw it, pressed his eyebrows, and was about to get up to take a look, when he suddenly felt his eyes darken and a figure appeared.
She looked up and exclaimed, "Dong Jinghuan?"
Dong Jinghuan raised his eyebrows: "Are you so surprised to see me?"
Lin Beilan turned away her eyes and pursed her lips slightly. "I thought you wouldn't come."
"The past is all forgotten. She has done me a great favor, how could I not come?"
Dong Jinghuan said this and chuckled bitterly: "It's a pity that the favor has not been repaid, but I owe a big one."
Lin Beilan was confused. "What do you mean?"
Dong Jinghuan smiled, without elaborating, and pointed in Xiang Sheng's direction, saying, "The benefactor is over there, go and thank him."
"I'd go even without you telling me."
Lin Beilan snorted coldly and turned to leave, but saw Dong Jinghuan still standing there, not moving.
"You're not going?" she asked back.
Dong Jinghuan hid the loneliness in his eyes and smiled: "I won't be an eyesore."
After saying that, he turned and walked away without waiting for Lin Beilan to continue asking questions.
"baffling……"
Lin Beilan muttered something, and without paying any attention to Dong Jinghuan, he moved closer to Xiang Sheng.
This meeting was a great surprise, and the three of them couldn't help but reminisce about the past.
Duan Xue was listening with great interest, but before she could get enough, Xiang Sheng suddenly changed the subject and said to her, "Fellow Daoist Duan, I wonder if the Bitter Spirit Pot is still bitter?"
Duan Xue was slightly stunned, then turned her head and looked around, only to find that all the people in the coffins had woken up, and were staying in the hall without moving, and looking at them from time to time.
Duan Xue was naturally not a stupid person. When she saw this scene, she immediately understood the meaning of Xiang Sheng's words and took out the Tianyao pot and poured a cup of tea.
She took a sip and her expression changed slightly.
An extremely bitter taste spread in the mouth.
Seeing the change in Duan Xue's expression, Xiang Sheng knew what the outcome would be and immediately asked, "How dangerous is it?"
Duan Xue savored the bitter taste, pondered for a moment, and said in horror, "This situation is as precarious as a thread! We can't afford to take even one wrong step."
"Hanging silk..."
Xiang Sheng's eyes flashed, and he understood.
Sui Lian tried to track down Taiyin according to the memories she gave him, but soon found nothing.
When the time comes, he will definitely revisit the old place and come back here to check for clues.
If you run into them, it will be a dangerous situation indeed.
But the time they have awakened is still short, and Sui Lian will not come back so soon.
The real danger may be the few yellow birds waiting outside the underground palace.
The Xitian City auction caused a huge stir, and coupled with the illusionary spectacle of the Shilou auction, it was not surprising that it attracted some powerful people.
She expected this, but she didn't expect that the yellow birds that came were so big, so big that the danger would reach the level of "hanging on a thread".
In this case, the original plan would be useless. We had to use extraordinary means, with the force of thunder and lightning, to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, and to fight a quick and decisive battle.
Otherwise, by the time Sui Lian returns, things will change again.
But the executioner who killed the chicken today could not be her, otherwise it would conflict with the memories she had instilled in Sui Lian and alert the enemy...
Several thoughts flashed through his mind, Xiang Sheng frowned, his eyes wandered among the crowd for a moment, and suddenly fixed on Wang Chuxiao not far away.
Her brows relaxed, and she said gently, "Senior Sister Luo, Senior Sister Lin, please be careful when you speak next."
Luo Qingyun and Lin Beilan understood what he meant and stepped back without saying a word, their expressions becoming cold. Tang Yin also distanced herself from Xiang Sheng.
Xiang Sheng waved his sleeve to dispel the illusion and said loudly, "Fellow Daoist Duan, please lead your fellow Daoists out along the underground palace passage. I will cover your retreat. Everything should proceed according to the plan and everything will be safe."
As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell silent for a moment, and then everyone turned their eyes to Duan Xue.
Duan Xue knew that Xiang Sheng said this on purpose for everyone to hear.
Although she didn't know what Xiang Sheng's "plan" was, she knew that he was sure of escaping danger. Without hesitation, she followed loudly:
"I am Duan Xue, the third elder of the inner hall of Piaoxue Palace. Without further ado, everyone please follow my orders and I will ensure you escape from the Tianlong Emperor's Tomb safely."
After saying that, Duan Xue walked directly towards the palace exit, and signaled Luo Qingyun and the other two to follow.
Although Luo Qingyun and the other two were reluctant to leave, they showed no strange expression on the surface and followed Duan Xue away.
Jiang Yi had already reunited with Lu Mufeng and others from the Wuji Immortal Sect. After exchanging a brief glance with Xiang Sheng, he followed the people from the Piaoxue Palace out of the hall.
"The people from Piaoxue Palace and Wuji Xianzong have gone out, hurry up and follow them."
Someone recognized the identities of the two sects' disciples, secretly reminded his companions, and then followed them.
With someone taking the lead, the monks in the hall immediately followed suit and ran away in the blink of an eye.
Xiang Sheng was the last one to come out of the hall.
She took a deep look at the team in front of her, but did not follow them. Instead, she followed her memory, turned around and passed through another hidden tunnel, and came to a magnificent palace.
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