Chapter 723

Zhao Jingjing nodded. Her eyes were slightly dark. She took song Ningyu's hand and swept her eyes around. She whispered, "Ningyu, I'll take you to a place. You must keep it a secret."

Song Ningyu nodded, looked at the bright sunny day, glanced at several red fire spider kings still hidden in the corner, and their eyes were slightly cold. The silver needle at the fingertip waved towards the spiders, banging and banging, and the spider fell to the ground and quickly turned into water. Song Ningyu thought, the red fire is the spider king, so what about the black robed man poisoned by Yin Si?

Song Ningyu murmured her lips and followed Zhao Jingjing behind her. She walked through the winding corridor and stepped into the barren bamboo forest. But when she saw the flowers withering and falling gradually, Zhao Jingjing hung her eyes and walked quietly, whispering: "The small attic in front of me is where I was born. When I was pregnant, I found the poison of Yin Si in my body, so I moved my mother here."

Song Ningyu was a little surprised and asked, "how can people live here when the grass is withered and the flowers are withered, even the bamboo and Datura with such strong vitality are withered?"

It was a very exquisite attic. It was very pleasant to see from a distance, but there was more loneliness and coldness in the weeds. The whole attic became depressed.

"Yin Si's poison is extremely toxic. With your mother's walking, the plants around you can't withstand the poison and will wither automatically. If there is heaven's blood in the world, there will be Yin Si's poison. Ning Yu, the reason why you can be so close to me but don't suffer from it is because you have heaven's blood."

Judging from her words, it seems that this is true. All people seem to be far away from Zhao Jingjing. Zhao Jingjing didn't carry the child for a long time. Even after a while, the child's face became pale. Now I think it's really the toxic effect of Yin Shi's poison!

"What do you want to say?" song Ningyu walked slowly into the room with her. There was a woman lying in the room. The woman's face was very good, as if she was just sleeping quietly. Song Ningyu just stood at the door and didn't go in. There was a strong toxic smell! Didn't those spiders dare to enter the house!

No wonder those spiders dare not get close to Zhao Jingjing. I see!

Zhao Jingjing slowly wiped Shi's face for the woman. She gently opened her mouth and said with a smile: "Mom, you see, I have friends. She is not afraid of the blood of Yin division. I think she must be the person the priest has been looking for for for so many years. Mom, you don't have to worry anymore. The priest will be fine."

Priestess

Song Ningyu finally couldn't help stepping into the house. She asked in a deep voice, "what did you say, your highness priest?"

The woman was dressed in Magnolia white dress, her face was still covered with a square shark gauze, her slender eyelashes covered her eyelids slightly, and her skin was still slightly white. She seemed to wake up at any time in the sun.

She mumbled her lips and sat beside the bed wiping the woman's face. The woman looked only in her twenties. Her face was somewhat similar to Zhao Jingjing's eyebrows. If she had not known that they were mother and daughter, song Ningyu would have thought they were sisters!

These seventeen years have not taken any trace from this woman.

Zhao Jingjing's tone was very gentle, as if she was recalling what the patriarchal wife said at that time. But, is it really good to put the patriarchal wife here like this? Looking closely, song Ningyu found that the whole house was spotless, but the outside of the house had been covered with broken leaves by the wind, piled up into a deep layer and stopped outside the door.

"My mother was originally a maid of the priest. Later, I met my father. I got the permission of the priest and married my father. I was poisoned by Yin Si. I can remember what she said in my mother's body in eight months. Ning Yu, you should ask the priest about some things. My mother said that the priest has been waiting for someone for more than 100 years 。”

Song Ningyu was surprised. Some numbly thought of the kiss in the bath. The man's eyes seemed to be a little red

"Joke, who can live to be 100 years old and still be as young and bright as pure?" song Ningyu hooked his lips and made some self mockery. More than 100 years? It's just a joke. How can it be?

Zhao Jingjing looked at Song Ningyu's exaggerated smile and wiped Shi's hands for the woman. Song Ningyu fiercely found that what was in the basin was not water, but blood integrated into the water. The water was also covered with a thin layer of black. It seemed that it should be Zhao Jingjing's blood!

She saved this woman's face with blood for so many years!

"I once heard from my mother that the former priest was an immortal, and he once had a deep love, because he wanted to find the reincarnation of that man, so he peeped into the will of heaven and got the punishment. His white hair is a witness. Congyu, when these things are over, you go to him. If he doesn't have that obsession these years, why does he have to live in this world so hard ？

Song Ningyu hooked her lips, but she didn't know what kind of expression to pull out. She shook her head and muttered: "I don't believe it. It's ridiculous. What's the previous life? What's the turn? What's the cultivation of immortals? This is the reality. This is not the immortal daozong in those big dreams! Zhao Jingjing, even if you make it up, you should make it up more real, Chunsu? Chunsu is only twenty-two or three now. Even if it's the top of the sky, it's only twenty-eight or seventy-eight. How is it what you call more than one hundred years old?"

It's ridiculous. She looked at the bamboo outside the window. Her eyes were slightly cool. Zhao Jingjing wiped the woman's hand, lowered her eyes and whispered, "if you don't believe it, you can have a try. With your blood, you will be able to revive the withered grass and emerald bamboo."

Song Ningyu shook her head. She looked at the withered grass outside and muttered, "how is it possible, it's impossible..."

Why should Chunsu treat her so well? She couldn't get any answer, so she had to think and think for herself. He never told her why all this was. She was always alone, tortured by countless wounds in her heart, and didn't know why.

"My mother once told me that if I met you, I would tell you a word and let you check it. Maybe you can understand after checking the emperor Wenyuan and King Jingfeng in Huangdao."

Song Ningyu asked in a deep voice, "are there any relevant books here?"

She shook her head: "among all the history books, only one is banned. If you want to see it, you have to go to the moon Pavilion of the royal family. As your highness, it must be much easier." Zhao Jingjing lowered her eyes, looked at her mother's hand and wiped it slowly.

Song Ningyu clenched her fists: "OK! I'll try and see if your words are true or false after all!" song Ningyu walked to the door, held the silver needle in her hand with one hand, her fingertips trembled slightly, looked at the desolate scene of withered grass and bit her teeth.