Chapter 184

Chapter 184 - I Am He Qingmeng

On the island of the secret realm in Martial Monarch Cave.

Guo Fan still had no idea what had happened in Night's Fall Sword City.

Although he once suspected that Fang Xiang had other motives for sending the hidden guards, at most he thought that she wanted to use objects to train her mind and composure, but he never expected such a thing to happen.

Moreover, there was even a slight possibility that the universe at the tip of her finger might even cause the Profound Yin Family to suffer.

At that time, there was still about half a month before Xun Danxin came to Night's Fall Sword City, but Fang Xiang had already made such sufficient preparations and prepared for the worst. It seemed like she was planning to wipe out the entire Profound Yin Family in one fell swoop.

Although her current objective was still unclear, this woman who knew about the Night's Fall Sword City for over a hundred years had deep thoughts and could not be judged by common sense.

One must know that with Guo Fan's network as the center and the Profound Yin Family as the foundation, however, the current Guo Fan didn't have such wild ambitions. He only thought about how to tidy up his backyard so that it wouldn't catch on fire.

Of course, this was already a “small target” for Guo Fan.

He was still thinking about how he could obtain the true inheritance of a Martial Emperor from the Martial Monarch Cave and get out safely.

Guo Fan narrowed his eyes and slowed down his pace. He looked at the collapsed white jade building in the distance. It looked like a palace, but it seemed to have been abandoned for many years. The white building was covered with dark green vines and moss, and most of the foundation was buried in thick mud and fallen leaves.

However, just the ruins alone seemed to stretch along the mountain behind them. It was obvious that the palace had once been magnificent and magnificent.

It seemed that someone had lived here before. Looking at the degree of the ruins of the building, perhaps even the residence of the Martial Emperor and his wife might not be accurate.

It was a pity that not long after Qingfu was created, both of them lost their lives. Otherwise, they would be able to know a lot of things from Qingfu... Speaking of which, the reason why these two people died was still a mystery. He did not know if there was a chance to solve it here.

“But... now is not the time to think about these things. It is better to do the things in front of us first.”

Guo Fan shifted his gaze away from the buildings and landed on the woman who was sitting on the ground. She should be the source of the cry for help.

“Are you alright?” Guo Fan jumped down from the fracture and walked to the girl's side. He squatted down and asked.

The girl in the light green dress was startled. She turned her head around. Sure enough, it was an elegant and beautiful face. Her eyebrows faintly swept across. Her pair of limpid autumn eyes were full of veins and there were tears at the corners of her eyes. She bit her tender red lips lightly with her pearly white teeth. Her expression was one of panic and panic, and her natural gentle temperament carried a kind of weakness.

She looked to be in her twenties. She was beautiful, and her figure was graceful. Even if she was scared, she could only use her fair and tender hands to cover her mouth and let out a soft cry.

The feeling she gave Guo Fan was probably that of a standard ancient lady. She strictly followed the rules, had a good family education, and had a delicate body... Cough.

Guo Fan pulled his thoughts back and saw that the girl's clothes were covered in dust. Many parts of her clothes were already damaged, and her forehead seemed to have been injured. The bruise was red and swollen, and a stream of blood flowed down her pale face. Combined with the hazy tears, he looked extremely miserable.

The woman hesitated for a moment, and then she saw the young girl who had saved her walk over from afar. She stood behind Guo Fan and confirmed that the young man in front of her was not a bad person. However, she still hesitated and said, “Th-thank you, I can...”

Her voice was as gentle as water and had a soft accent. It was just like Guo Fan's impression of a water village girl. For some reason, he felt that the girl in front of him was suitable to wear a qipao. He also drew an oil-paper umbrella or a hollow Golden Silk South Fan.

Guo Fan said, “Your leg is sprained, right? Or me...”

At this time, a slender and fair hand reached over. A young girl's faint voice sounded, “I'll help you up.”

... “”

Guo Fan's expression froze. He had forgotten that the child beside him had been inexplicably jealous recently.

Now, even if he had a slight movement towards another woman, he would still have to stop it...

The woman blinked her eyes and looked at the palms on both sides in a daze.

Guo Fan bitterly took back his hand. “She can help you up. By the way, what's your name?”

Yijun helped the female up and the latter came back to her senses. She seemed to feel that this situation was somewhat fun and her expression was much more relaxed. She gently smiled and said gratefully, “Thank you for saving me, I am Hee Mengyao.”

Surname He!

Could she be the descendant of that Martial Emperor Hee Junhao?