Chapter 1061： Hidden Court Member (1/2)
In the cave, strange waves spread out, hard to see with the naked eye, hard to know the soul, only members of the Yinge can feel.
”Wonderful token.”
Feeling this strange wave, Lingxian's mouth is raised, and the star eyes are flashing with a bit of surprise. I did not expect that this token was so mysterious that it could pass on information, and only members of the Hidden Pavilion could accept it.
In other words, he can contact members of the Hidden Court at any time without worrying about being intercepted by outsiders. This kind of treasure can afford the word ”magic”.
After that, the surprise in Ling Xian's eyes turned to expectations.
He has sent a message to members of Yinge through Yupei Xuanmiao, asking all the people in Yinge to meet ten days later in Sanshengge.
At that time, he will be able to meet those members of the Hidden Pavilion whose mission is to guard the Sansheng Pavilion.
”Everyone says that although the number of hidden pavilions is small, they are crouching tigers and hiding dragons.
Ling Xianxing's eyes were full of expectations, saying: ”I'll see if the rumors are true.”
After that, he crossed his knees over the futon, and closed his eyes slowly, sitting still as the old monk settled.
...
Sansheng Pavilion, Tibetan Classics Building.
An old man with gray hair and a slim figure was sweeping the floor.
His hands moved slowly and hard, as if he had exhausted his strength every time. But his expression was very focused, even religious.
As if what he was doing was not a trivial sweep, but an extremely sacred thing.
He was so focused on the broom in his hand, focused on the dust under his feet, tireless and impatient.
At this moment, a strange wave came, and the old man's hand holding the broom suddenly froze.
”Is the Lord of the Hidden Pavilion finally born again ...”
With a complicated long sigh, the old man put down the broom and disappeared instantly.
...
Sansheng Pavilion is thousands of miles away, in a green building.
More than a dozen pretty women gathered together, either playing the piano and flute, dancing or singing, or rubbing their shoulders and feeding, to please the handsome man in the middle.
He lay on his side on a gold bed and opened his chest, exposing strong muscles. Jun Xiu's fair face had a playful smile on her face, and she rubbed her hands with the fullness of the woman next to her, her evil spirits, unhappy.
But at this moment, a strange wave came and made him frown suddenly.
”Give me out!”
With a big wave, the man got dressed and flew towards Sansheng Pavilion. There was only a word of helplessness, slowly echoing.
”I just sent a message when I was happy. The Lord of the Hidden Court, it was not the right time.”
...
In a gloomy ancient tomb, hundreds of corpses and demons emerged, and a horrible atmosphere made people shudder.
These corpses have the peak cultivation of Yuan Ying, and they have no intelligence, no pain, and are a kind of difficult creature to deal with.
Right now, hundreds of corpses are attacking, and the fierce vibe that erupted shook the entire tomb!
However, there is no way to walk through the red dress women.
She has a bright and charming appearance, a pretty face, a tall and **** figure, and walks through the corpse demon like a butterfly. With each shot, extremely fierce power broke out, blasting a corpse monster.
Although these corpses are very powerful, and hundreds of heads are horrified, they are difficult to stop the woman's power, and they are beheaded and killed in a moment.
”A corpse monster wants to stop me?”
The woman in the attire clapped her hands and stood proudly between the stumps of the broken arm. After that, she opened her long round legs and walked towards the front of the tomb.
But just as she strode, a strange wave came and stopped her instantly.