Xia Yuanqiu deliberately mentioned the words "destined person" in front of him, also to remind him who the things belonging to the Northern Saint Lord belonged to.
How could Yun Xiangtian not understand that he was the young patriarch of the Yun Clan and the future patriarch of the Yun Clan, and his thoughts represented the thoughts of the Yun Clan.
He said to Yuan Qiu and Zhu Yan: "Don't worry, our Yun clan has been guarding the Holy Lord's treasure house for hundreds of years, not because we want to get the things inside, but simply to repay the Holy Lord's kindness."
Seeing him being so upright, Xia Yuanqiu also smiled and waved his hands: "Brother Yun, what did you say? You Yun people have been guarding the treasure house for hundreds of years and have worked hard. You should have a share of the things in the treasure house. Since I am a saint, The person who is destined for you is also the destined heir to the treasury of the Divine Lord. All I need is the last jade ring left, and I guess this jade ring is in the treasury of the Northern Saint."
Yun Xiangtian nodded: "If you want to open the treasure house of the Divine Lord, you must first obtain the Sifang Jade Ring, and this Sifang Jade Ring is the relic that the Sifang Saint Lord sealed with his spiritual blood. Only by first obtaining the approval of the Sifang Jade Ring can you Enter the treasury of the Divine Lord.”
Zhu Yan said: "When this matter is over, Brother Yun will take us to see the treasure house of the Northern Saint. How about it?"
Yun Xiangtian said: "Since then, the Great Lord's treasure house has been sealed for hundreds of years, and it is finally time to see the light of day again. I, Yun Xiangtian, am so lucky to be able to witness the opening of the treasure house in my lifetime."
Having finished speaking, Yun Xiangtian stood up and said goodbye, leaving the two of them alone in a tent. After this disaster, they probably had a lot to say.
Passing by Yun Xiangxue's tent, Yun Xiangtian opened the curtain and came in. Seeing that Yun Xiangxue had already fallen asleep, and even lightly snoring could be heard, he shook his head helplessly. This girl didn't let her come, but she insisted on coming. , since she was born, how often has she suffered like this
It's God who can do evil, but you deserve it if you do it yourself.
He came to Yun Xiangxue's bedside and gently pulled up the thin blanket for her. The cold starlight filtered through the gaps in the tent. When he turned to leave, he saw a porcelain vase beside Yun Xiangxue's pillow. The shape of this porcelain vase was It looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it before.
He was about to take it over and take a closer look, but he saw Yun Xiangxue turned over and suppressed the porcelain bottle. He had no choice but to give up and retreat out of the camp.
The next morning, the only time Yun Xiangxue had a good night's sleep in many days, she stretched out beautifully, washed herself, put on the most beautiful clothes she had brought this time, and prepared to go to Zhu Yan's tent. She swayed forward so that Zhu Yan could pay more attention to her. When Xia Yuanqiu became ugly and old, he would think of her beauty.
What was hateful was that as soon as she arrived at Zhu Yan's tent, she saw Xia Yuanqiu wiping Zhu Yan's face. His movements were extremely rude, not at all the graceful manners that a lady should have, and he held her brother Yan's face in front of him. Rubbing.
She rushed into the tent and shouted: "Xia Yuanqiu, do you know how to wait for others to wash their faces? Are there any people who wait for others like you?"
Zhu Yan immediately frowned and scolded Yun Xiangxue very displeasedly: "Miss Yun, as a lady of our house, don't you even understand the most basic etiquette? The bed tent of other people's couples is also yours as an unmarried woman. Can I just break in?"
Yun Xiangxue hummed: "Everything here belongs to my Yun clan. I can go wherever I want, and no one can control it."
Zhu Yan said: "If you want to run wild, go to your Yun clan's territory to run wild. This sleeping tent belongs to me, Zhu Yan. You are not welcome here, so please get out."