The news of the earthquake quickly spread throughout the island, and the island fell into panic. Because there are many lessons learned in history, it is not difficult to remind people of the collapse of the sacrificial platform on the first day of the lunar new year. The saint was seriously injured during the sacrifice. It was a warning in itself, but unfortunately neither Helan Fort nor the Elder's House at that time made a clear statement on this, and they still forced the saint to complete the ceremony. up.
The disaster happened so close that no one would believe it if it was not related to the sacrifice.
This time, there is no need for the Holy Maiden Hall to bother to provoke anything, and the islanders have already begun to spontaneously complain about Helanbao.
"Oh, how did this happen?"
"Hasn't someone collided with the true god?"
"You mean little Dolma?"
"I heard that little Dolma's father is not from the Tana tribe, but a man from the Central Plains. She got married, and her husband is also from the Central Plains. She has the blood of the Central Plains in her body, and her child is also of the Central Plains. Her blood is different. Pure, so the True God is unwilling to accept her, and does not want her to become the little Dolma of the clan."
"Dolma is still protecting her."
"Who says it's not... The saint was injured, she didn't show any pity at all, is she okay now?"
Everyone didn't know whether they were used to He Lanqing's bad temper, or they were afraid of her violence. In words, they complained less about her than Qiao Wei, but they were considered "accomplices".
Under Helan Fort, residents from the island quickly gathered. They blocked the gate of Helan Fort and asked He Zhuo to come out and give everyone an explanation. What needs to be given by He Zhuo is a decision.
When He Zhuo woke up, he had a big bump on his head. He didn't know how he got it. Lady Qingyan rubbed some ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis for him. It made people sober up a lot.
The earthquake had passed, and he was carried back to his bed, but he couldn't explain why, he always felt that something was wrong!
"Qingyan." He called out.
Lady Qingyan put away the ointment: "He Zhuo, you called me?"
He Zhuo asked strangely: "Did something happen just now?"
Qiao Zheng had already told He Zhuo not to be stimulated by the current situation, so he would naturally keep his mouth shut about the earthquake.
The female officer Qingyan lowered her eyes, her eyes flickered, and she said with a smile: "Is there anything wrong? Is there something wrong with you?"
"Headache." He Zhuo touched the big bag on his head.
Female officer Qingyan coughed lightly and said: "I was negligent, I didn't even notice that the poisonous insects had entered the room."
"Bite by bugs?" He Zhuo asked suspiciously.
Qingyan blinked and said: "Yes... yes! Of course it was bitten by a bug, or where do you think it was hit?"
He Zhuo couldn't remember, he was about to wake up when he bumped into it, but he was knocked unconscious, just now when he opened his eyes, Qingyan was administering medicine to him.
He looked at the bright scenery outside the window and said, "I've been lying on the bed for too long, I should get up and walk."
Qingyan's brows twitched, he grabbed his arm and said: "I can't go!"
"Why?" He Zhuo asked puzzled.
Lady Qingyan opened her mouth: "Because... the doctor said, you need to rest, especially these few days."
He Zhuo smiled: "The day before yesterday he asked me to get out of bed and walk around."
The female officer Qingyan said solemnly: "The day before yesterday was the day before yesterday, and now is now! You were bitten by a poisonous insect, and the poison is not clear! If you walk carelessly... it will cause the poisonous hair. Do you feel a particularly painful headache now?"
A lump the size of an egg was hit on the head, and anyone would be in pain.
He Zhuo touched his head: "It hurts a little."
The female officer Qingyan said: "It's okay if it hurts. You lie down and rest well for a few days. When this bag wears off, the toxin will be eliminated. Then you can go wherever you want."
He Zhuo thought for a while: "Alright, I won't go out and cause trouble for them."
The female officer Qingyan laughed.
"Qingyan." He Zhuo just wanted to lie down, but suddenly stopped.
Lady Qingyan's heart tightened: "What's the matter, He Zhuo?"
He Zhuo pondered: "I seem to hear something."
It was the clamor of the group of troubled islanders, and the Qingyan female officer smiled slyly: "You heard it wrong, where is the sound?"
After all, he got up and closed the window.
He Zhuo listened intently: "There are voices, many people, very noisy."
Lady Qingyan hurriedly closed the door, saying: "That's Dolma's cavalry practicing!"
He Zhuo didn't know why and said: "When I just fell asleep, I still felt the bed shaking."
The female official Qingyan said: "They are also practicing!"
"Really?" He Zhuo whispered.
Lady Qingyan smiled and said: "Of course, if you think it's noisy, I'll go and tell Zhuoma to stop practicing."
He Zhuo waved his hand: "Forget it, don't make noise, let them continue practicing."
Qingyan female officer smiled brightly: "Hey, then lie down quickly."
He Zhuo lay down, Qingyan female officer covered him with a quilt, turned around, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
With Zhuo Bingcheng like this, if they knew that there was an earthquake on the island, everyone would blame Dolma and Little Dolma, and they would be very angry.
In the small garden, several people sat around the stone table, discussing countermeasures.
Ji Wushuang said: "I think it's better to find a way to expose the conspiracy of the Holy Maiden Hall, and let those outside know that the collapse of the high platform was caused by the Holy Maiden, not the wrath of some real god."
Yan Feijue clicked his tongue: "Xuan, Taixuan!"
Ji Wushuang said, "Why is it so mysterious?"
Yan Fei sighed and said: "The status of the saint in their hearts is the same as that of the young master in our hearts. Will you doubt the young master? Even if the young master kills you one day, I think you will complain Can't get up."
Hai Shisan nodded in agreement: "Yan Feijue is right, I have been visiting the island for the past few days, and found that the prestige of the Saintess Hall among the people is almost overshadowing the Helan clan, even if we say that the Saints have ulterior motives , but no one will believe it.”
With Ji Wushuang's calm temperament, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious at this moment: "Isn't the holy woman good at martial arts? Just force her to take action."
Yan Feijue snorted, "What does that mean? Even if the Holy Maiden knows martial arts, it doesn't mean she collapsed the platform!"
Ji Wushuang said seriously: "She is the one who collapsed!"
Yan Fei had no choice but to say: "Why don't you understand what I mean? I know she caused the collapse, and we all know it! But those people on the island won't believe it! In their hearts, the saint has long been regarded as a belief , whoever slanders her will have trouble with their true god."
"That's right." Hai Shisan also had a headache when he thought of this.
Ji Wushuang said angrily: "Why do you two grow others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige?"
Yan Fei said: "We are seeking truth from facts, right Thirteen?"
Hai Shisan cleared his throat, and patted Yi Qianyin who was beside him: "Qianyin, tell me something fair."
Yi Qianyin was resting her head on one hand, looking at He Lanqing at the opposite table, her eyes were full of stupidity, and she didn't hear what anyone said at all.
Hai Shisan slapped him on the head: "Brat!"
At the other table, He Lanqing said, "This group of people just needs to be cleaned up. I'll go out and kill a few! Let's see if they dare to make trouble!"
Qiao Zheng grabbed her arm and pulled her to sit down: "Don't be impulsive, those are innocent islanders, they are also terrified, why bother them?"
He Lanqing said disdainfully: "Don't embarrass them, wait for them to embarrass us?"
Qiao Zheng coaxed softly: "Qingluan, be patient, be patient. I have the best way to deal with this situation. There is no end to killing. We have to learn from the Saintess Palace, show your affection, and move it." Influence them with truth and warmth."
He Lanqing and Qiao Wei looked at Qiao Zheng strangely.
Qiao Zheng patted his chest confidently: "Leave it on me, I will definitely handle this matter properly!"
A quarter of an hour later, Qiao Zheng left Helan Fort with several baskets of good snacks.
Two quarters of an hour later, Qiao Zheng returned to Helan Fort covered in rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs.
He Lanqing grabbed the whip on the table and narrowed his eyes dangerously: "I must kill them!"
Qiao Wei hugged her: "Mother, my dear mother! You must not be impulsive at this time! Once you are impulsive, you will fall into the trap of those old witches, and the old witches in the Temple of the Holy Maiden are waiting for you to deal with it!" Let those innocent islanders attack you, so you will arouse the public outrage of the whole island! I know you don't care what others think of you, but if you fight with the islanders, the old hag of the Temple of the Holy Maiden is happy to watch , isn't it too cheap for them?"
He Lanqing thought about the reasoning, put down his whip and sat down: "My good girl is right, you can't let those bitches see the joke."
After a pause, he stood up again, "I'm going to kill those whores!"
Qiao Wei said: "Mother, it's easy to kill people, but killing them like this is too cheap for them, no matter what, let them taste what a thousand people say first!"
He Lanqing looked at the slender fingers: "Thousands of fingers locked? This is good."
"Qianyin." Qiao Wei beckoned to Yi Qianyin.
Yi Qianyin walked over bouncingly, especially a young and beautiful boy (female): "Young madam!"
He Lanqing was studying how to use the Thousand Lock Fingering method, and didn't care that he came over.
He sweetly called Sister Helan.
Qiao Wei's little heart was overwhelmed by him, and she turned his head away: "You still look like Qinghong, why don't you take this opportunity to go to the Holy Maiden Hall to find out the news and see what they will do next."
…
After the great sage left the meeting hall of Helan Castle, she immediately returned to the Hall of the Holy Maiden. She couldn't explain why, but on the way back, she felt a dull pain in her finger.
After entering the inner hall, several saintesses greeted them happily. Although they did not go to Helan Castle, they had already inquired about the news from the outside. Now the crowd outside Helan Castle is full of angry islanders. Come back, I'm afraid even the gods can't save them!
San Shenggu said excitedly: "Master, what did the elders say? What did the lords say?"
The Great Sage took off her cloak, handed it to the maid beside her, and then sat down on the chair slowly, her joy was beyond words: "What else can I say? First find the source of the earthquake and save the people from the fire and water. Let’s talk again when you’re healthy.”
The Fourth Sacred Aunt worried: "Do you really have to wait for He Zhuo to recover? What if He Zhuo..."
The Great Sage smiled coldly: "Who said that we must wait for him to recover? This is no longer He Zhuo's family business. It is related to the life and death of the residents of the entire island. If He Zhuo gives the order, sooner or later the mother and daughter will be killed." out."
Sanshenggu said triumphantly: "I remember hundreds of years ago, the reason why the Yuwen family was deposed from the Hezhuo position was to massacre the islanders, which aroused the anger of the whole island. The eight lords and the elders' house reached a consensus. The Yuwen family issued an expulsion order. Since then, the Helan family has ascended to the throne with the support of our Saintess Hall. At the beginning, a Yuwen family can be deposed, and now a Helan family can be deposed! The Hall of the Holy Maiden, the power of the Tana tribe, will be in our hands sooner or later!"
The fourth sage said with a smile: "The earthquake came at the right time. Their mother and daughter have clashed with the gods. All the islanders on the island want to drive them out. It's not easy to talk to the elders' house and the lords right now. But as long as the people from the archipelago make more outrageous disturbances, with He Lanqing's temper, do you think she can swallow it?"
Wu Shengnu nodded and said: "As long as she starts killing, we will immediately summon the elders' house and the eight lords to forcibly depose her as Dolma!"
The Sixth Sage groaned for a moment, and said worriedly: "I'm just afraid...she won't do anything."
Sanshengnu sneered: "Why is this difficult? She is Dolma, is it necessary for her to do these things herself?"
Six Saints looked at her inexplicably: "Three Saints mean..."
San Shenggu still remembers the enmity of her 30 or so disciples being slaughtered, and fierce hatred danced in her eyes: "It's not easy to pretend to be a few guards? This matter is on me, and the senior sisters can rest assured. This time, I won’t miss anything.”
Dashengnu nodded, looked around, and asked, "Where is Qinghong?"
Aunt Six said thoughtfully, "I disappeared after the earthquake."
Outside the door, a female disciple reported: "Great Sage, Senior Sister Qinghong is back!"
The Great Sage Aunt said: "Let her in."
Yi Qianyin walked in swaggeringly, looked at a room full of saintesses, her eyelids twitched fiercely, there are so many old witches, no wonder she smelled a demonic aura outside the door!
"Where did you go just now?" the Great Sage asked in a deep voice.
Yi Qianyin cupped her hands and bowed: "Returning to Master, I just went to find the young master of the Ji family."
The great sage said indifferently: "The stone building has collapsed, he may have been crushed to death inside, there is no need to look for him anymore, now that there is an earthquake, there is no need to threaten Little Dolma with him."
Yi Qianyin replied: "Yes, Master."
You were crushed inside! Your whole family was crushed to death inside!
The great sage sighed: "San sage wants to bring someone to pretend to be He Lanqing's guard, I'm still a little worried, you go along with me, your third uncle is a bit impatient, don't let her go What a mess."
Immortal, pretending to be my sister Helan's bodyguard! Why don't you go to heaven
Wait for me and see how I deal with you!
Yi Qianyin solemnly replied: "Master, please rest assured, I will definitely look after the third uncle!"
"Yeah." The Great Sage explained a few words briefly and told her to go quickly.
Yi Qianyin caught up with San Shenggu and her group, and learned that it was the "assistant" sent by Da Shenggu. San Shenggu didn't say anything, but she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. Did Da Shenggu worry about her? There are not enough people, but I am afraid that she will lose her composure and mess things up again.
In the eyes of Da Shenggu, her junior sister is not as reliable as a junior!
Yi Qianyin looked at her dull face, and said with a sneer, "Master, don't blame my master, who made you offend her old man?"
"How did I offend her?" Sanshengnu said angrily.
Yi Qianyin said: "You put the medicine given to little Dolma on her body, and she hasn't asked you for this matter yet!"
Aunt Sansheng frowned: "I didn't do it on purpose."
Yi Qianyin said helplessly, "But my master doesn't think so."
Aunt Sansheng frowned: "She... she really suspects that I did it on purpose?"
Yi Qianyin smiled embarrassedly.
Immortal, let the two of you turn against each other!
Aunt Sansheng said angrily: "I've been with her for so many years, and she would actually doubt me because of a small mistake?"
Yi Qianyin rubbed her nose: "Yeah, to be honest, even I think Master has gone too far this time. Who in the whole Highness doesn't know that Uncle Third, your character is the best, the most upright, and you are the worst Don't come to flatter me!"
The third sage was so flattered by the praise: "Isn't that right? Is everyone as good at flattering as your fourth uncle and fifth uncle?"
Yi Qianyin hit the iron while the iron was hot: "The person I admire the most, besides my master, is Third Martial Uncle. Third Martial Uncle, you are beautiful, good at martial arts, good-natured, and take good care of your disciples. He sent us to come and go in the wind and rain, and we won't get a good word after we finish the job."
Aunt San Sheng touched her beautiful face, smiled lightly, and said, "Your master is picky and suspicious."
Yi Qianyin said in great agreement: "Master, you are so right! Sometimes I wish you were my master!"
San Shenggu was so elated by the praise, she smiled triumphantly and said: "When you came here, I originally picked you, but your master also picked you, so I can't compete with her." , I gave you to her, otherwise, with your aptitude... I'm not bragging. Whether a person's martial arts is good or not has nothing to do with her own martial arts. Although my martial arts are not as good as your master's Gao Qiang, but when it comes to teaching disciples, I have my own way, if you follow me, you will surely be higher than what you are today."
"Isn't that right, uncle! Why don't you say you are my master?" Yi Qianyin grabbed the sleeve of San Shenggu, acting coquettishly.
Aunt Sansheng couldn't help laughing: "You child, you are so sweet! It's okay, come to my room when you have nothing to do, and I will teach you a few tricks, just don't let your master know."
Yi Qianyin's eyes lit up: "Don't wait for the future, it is better to hit the sun than choose the day, you teach me now!"
Aunt Sansheng said: "Now? No, we have business to do now."
"Don't delay, talk while you walk, I'll listen."
San Shenggu has not been praised so much for a long time. The person who praised her was the chief disciple of Da Shenggu. Throwing the sword to the disciple beside him, he said, "Look, I only make one gesture."
Yi Qianyin couldn't take her eyes off: "Third Master Uncle, please!"
Sanshengnu played a set of beautiful palms, the whole set of palms only has three moves, the first two moves are defensive, and the last move is offensive, it looks flexible like a willow, but in fact it is strong and tough, which belongs to the pinnacle of softness over rigidity.
Yi Qianyin thought of Qiao Wei's strength, but she was so entangled by San Shenggu's apprentice that she had no room to fight back. It turned out that this was the palm technique she used.
"Have you learned it?" Sansheng asked.
Yi Qianyin's pupils moved: "It's too fast, can you hit it again?"
Sanshengnu took the sword and said with a smile: "Want to learn? Another day."
Another day!
A group of people rode out of Tana City. Yi Qianyin sat on the horse, looked at the fast-moving San Shenggu, and said loudly, "Third Master Uncle, where are you going?"
Sanshengnu waved her horsewhip: "You will know soon!"
A group of people stopped outside a small iron shop outside the city. There was no business in the iron shop. A disciple entered and came out with two big bags. Yi Qianyin opened it and saw that it was black armor. Well, only the Helan cavalry would wear armor of this color. Although the texture was much worse and the logos were different, it was enough to fool the islanders.
Aunt Sansheng glanced at Yi Qianyin: "What are you dawdling about? Change it quickly!"
On the other side, several disciples were already fully dressed and put on their masks.
Yi Qianyin hesitated and put on a helmet, and said, "Third Martial Uncle, is it not good for us to do this? If we are caught, we will reveal our secrets!"
The Sanshenggu said indifferently: "How could it be possible to be caught? He Lanqing's forces have long been here, and we are not going to fight the army head-on. Who can catch us?"
Yi Qianyin hesitated, "Is it really good to kill those innocent people?"
Sanshengnu put on a mask: "It is their honor to dedicate their lives to the great cause of the Holy Maiden Hall."
I bother!
Yi Qianyin glanced at her coldly, dawdling, refusing to put on the armor.
Aunt Sansheng said: "What's wrong with you?"
"I... my stomach hurts!" Yi Qianyin covered her stomach with a painful expression on her face, "It seems that my stomach has been eaten badly. Uncle and sisters, can you wait for me? I'll go and make it easier for you!"
San Shengnu frowned impatiently: "Go, go!"
"Thank you uncle!"
Yi Qianyin hunched over and stumbled into the iron shop.
San Shenggu and her party waited outside for a quarter of an hour, but Yi Qianyin still did not come out, so she said to a disciple beside her, "Go and see."
"Yes!" The female disciple got off her horse and entered the iron shop.
Not long after, female disciples screamed from the iron shop.
Aunt Sansheng frowned: "What's going on?"
The other two disciples said: "Master, let's go and have a look!"
Aunt Sansheng waved her hand and let the two of them go.
The two disciples also dismounted and went to the iron shop. This time, there was no screaming, but there was no other movement.
Sanshengnu put her hand on the saber at her waist, and there was only the last disciple beside her. The disciple wanted to find out, but she stopped her: "You wait here."
"Yes! Master!"
The last disciple responded.
Sanshengnu drew out her sword and walked into the iron shop vigilantly. The owner of the shop had already fainted on the ground. She walked slowly into the backyard. In the courtyard, three female disciples lay unconscious on the haystack. , Yi Qianyin sat on the ground with his back against the haystack, a dagger stuck in his chest, blood stained his skirt red, and he was spitting out blood from his mouth.
Sanshengnu walked over, squatted down, and supported Yi Qianyin: "Qinghong! What's wrong with you, Qinghong?"
Yi Qianyin spit out a big mouthful of black heart again, raised her trembling hand, and pointed behind her: "Little... small... heart..."
San Shenggu's eyes moved, she stood up, turned around and slashed at her with the sword, but there was nothing behind her, she suddenly realized something was wrong, moved her ears, and turned sideways to avoid it!
Yi Qianyin's dagger slashed past her shoulder, tore through her clothes, and made a scarlet gash on her fair skin.
San Shenggu looked at the wound on her shoulder, and then at Yi Qianyin: "You are not Qinghong!"
Old hag, found out so quickly!
Yi Qianyin stopped arguing with her, swung the saber in her hand, and slashed at her!
After taking the two fruits, his merits have been greatly improved, and he has no pressure to deal with the disciples of the Saintess Hall. However, he still underestimated the strength of the saints. The martial arts of the three saints are more than twice stronger than Qinghong. How could Yi Qianyin be her opponent
After more than a dozen moves, Yi Qianyin gradually became overwhelmed.
San Shenggu sneered: "You can survive so many tricks in my hands, you have some skills! If you are willing to surrender to me, I can consider saving your life."
"Go dreaming! Old hag!" Yi Qianyin recovered her voice, dropped the sword, and showed her palms. The Sanshengnu narrowed her eyes slightly when she saw his moves, "Stinky boy, you have learned it!" ?”
"Yeah, do you want to come and learn how powerful I am!"
"watch out!"
Sanshengnu held the sword and slashed towards Yi Qianyin, Yi Qianyin's arm was like a vine that clung to her arm.
Sanshengnu couldn't move, "Boy, your understanding is quite high!"
Yi Qian slapped her in the chest.
She was beaten back a few steps. These three tricks are her own unique skills, and she taught her disciples. The talented Sanyue can practice them well, but the dull ones can't practice them in three years. This kid obviously only watched One time, but able to repel her, what a good seed!
It's a pity that such a good seedling can't be used by her, so she can only kill it!
Sanshengnu also lost her sword: "Boy, there are actually nine moves in this set of palms. I only taught you three moves, and you haven't learned the last six moves."
Yi Qianyin gritted her teeth: "I knew you, the old hag, are not so generous!"
San Shenggu attacked Yi Qianyin, and Yi Qianyin used the first three moves once, and managed to last two rounds, but at the beginning of the third round, all the moves he couldn't handle.
San Shenggu slapped Yi Qianyin on the shoulder with a palm. Yi Qianyin was slapped a long way away and hit the water tank behind him. A drop of the water tank shattered. There was severe pain.
"It's not over yet, kid." Sanshengnu sneered, and slapped Yi Qianyin again.
Yi Qianyin rolled over, the palm landed on the original place, and a big hole was blasted out on the ground, Yi Qianyin was dumbfounded, what a powerful palm technique!
Sanshengnu sneered: "Aren't you scared, kid? This is only the sixth move, and the last three moves are more powerful than the last. Don't you want to learn? Come on, the holy lady will teach you!"
old hag! Martial arts are so good! It's too much!
Can't beat me, can't I run
Yi Qianyin covered her aching shoulder and stood up with all her strength, but San Shenggu seemed to guess what he was going to do, she jumped in front of him with one step, and slapped his chest again!
He was like a kite with a broken string. He flew out from the spot and hit the courtyard wall. The wall collapsed, and he was buried under the ruins. He coughed violently and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.
Aunt Sansheng walked over step by step.
Yi Qianyin coughed and pushed the bricks off her body: "You old hag, no wonder no one wants to..."
"One more curse, I'll tear your mouth apart first!"
"Old hag! old hag! old hag..."
San Shengnu was furious, grabbed Yi Qianyin, and slapped Yi Qianyin again.
Yi Qianyin's heart stopped beating, and the huge internal force sent him flying again.
But this time, the imaginary pain did not come, and he fell into a fragrant embrace.
San Shenggu's complexion changed: "He Lanqing?"
He Lanqing hugged Yi Qianyin and fell from mid-air, and sat on Huofeng's back. Yi Qianyin was lying in He Lanqing's arms. He felt like he was dreaming: "Sister He Lan."
He Lanqing looked at him: "I'm here, is she beating you up like this?"
Yi Qianyin nodded aggrievedly: "It hurts..."
He Lanqing looked at Aunt Sansheng calmly, her eyes did not look like she was looking at a living person, but rather like looking at an ant.
Aunt Sansheng's heart skipped a beat, and she backed away involuntarily.
He Lan's red lips curled up: "I want to escape, San Shenggu."
Sanshengnu: "You... you pretend to be disciples of the Holy Maiden Hall, this is a capital offense!"
"Can you go back alive and sue me... let's talk about it."
"You... don't go too far! I warn you, I didn't offend you this time! He pretended to be a disciple of the Saintess Hall first, and it is only right for me to punish him! If you dare to kill me because of this, you will be questioned !"
"Noisy."
He Lanqing put on the gloves and took the spear from the accompanying iron rider.
Sanshengnu saw the gleaming spear and was frightened.
"stop!"
The voice of the Great Sage appeared at the entrance.
The great sage rushed in with her disciples, and together with her were several elders from the elders' house and the lords on the island.
The great sage said heartbrokenly: "Elders, all patriarchs, you have all seen that she, He Lan, indulged her subordinates to pretend to be disciples of the Saintess Palace, and first killed my three disciples first, and then attempted to kill the three sages in the hall. Finally, she is not disrespecting the Holy Maiden Hall, she is simply disregarding human life!"
The elders looked at He Lanqing in disappointment.
The Great Elder said sadly: "Dolma... why did you do this? Do you know that even if there was an earthquake, we thought about giving up on you and little Dolma, but what you are doing now is really too much. It's chilling, Zhuoma of our Tana tribe, it shouldn't be like this."
Patriarch Senna was also at a loss for words.
Dolma can act willfully, but Dolma can't take human life lightly. This time, she really went too far.
"It's none of my mother's business, it's all my idea!"
Qiao Wei came over from behind the crowd.
What happened today is also a coincidence, the Great Sage was worried about the three Sages and her party, so she secretly found someone to follow them, and Yi Qianyin left a mark along the way when she set off, and the two sides found it so strangely.
The Great Sage originally wanted to bring the lords and elders to witness the atrocities of the "Helan Cavalry" with their own eyes, but unexpectedly, He Lanqing and Yi Qianyin were captured.
The elder looked at Qiao Wei with a complicated expression: "You admit your crime?"
Qiao Wei said indifferently: "I did it, Yi Qianyin is my subordinate, my mother doesn't know, this matter has nothing to do with my mother, if you want to accuse me, just ask me!"
The Great Elder raised his hand: "Come here, take down Little Dolma!"
As soon as the guards of the Elder's House moved out, the Helan cavalry pointed their spears at them in unison, and the guards were startled in shock.
The great sage said coldly: "Dolma, what do you mean?"
He Lanqing rode a fire phoenix, walked slowly to Qiao Wei's body, and looked at everyone arrogantly: "If you want to touch my daughter, step on my corpse."
The guards took a few steps back in fright.
The great sage held the reins tightly, and said in a voice as cold as ice: "The disciples of the Saintess Hall obey the order and arrest little Dolma. Anyone who disobeys the order will be executed!"
"Master! Master! The source of the earthquake has been found!" A female disciple rode over in a hurry.
Everyone looked at the female disciple.
The Great Sage suppressed her anger and asked in the usual tone, "Where is it?"
The female disciple panted, "In a small town on South Island!"
The poor town on the South Island is a place forgotten by the true god. Its ancestors were exiled sin slaves, and the blood of the sin slaves is flowing in the bones of the current residents. It is really reasonable that the true god would choose to bring disaster to such a place. up.
Because of poverty, there are only thatched houses here, which are not strong. When the earthquake happened, the houses collapsed. However, because the time of the earthquake did not reach noon, most of the islanders were on their way home, so they narrowly escaped the disaster.
But there are also those buried under the rubble, waiting for rescue.
The Great Elder said: "The matter of little Dolma will be discussed later. Saving people is the most important thing. Please also ask Dolma to bring your people and go to the town with us."
He Lanqing naturally had no objection, He Lanqing ordered Qiao Wei to take Yi Qianyin back, Qiao Wei shook her head: "I am a doctor, I will go with you."
He Lanqing recalled the reaction of those stupid islanders, and couldn't help feeling sorry for her daughter: "Maybe later..."
Qiao Wei nodded: "I know."
Knowing it is one thing, but experiencing it is another.
The once well-proportioned town has turned into ruins, and there are homeless victims sitting on the side of the road, crying.
The Great Elder ordered the guards to distribute food to the victims, and everyone was hungry for a while, and immersed in the pain of losing their homes, they had no appetite at all.
The disciples of the Saintess Hall walked into the crowd, and everyone leaned over one after another, hoping to find a trace of comfort from the true god from them.
Qiao Wei walked towards a pair of injured mother and child with the medicinal materials supplied on the way, both of which were slightly scratched, the mother's forehead was injured, and the child's palm was injured.
Qiao Wei opened the box, took out the medicine, and began to bandage the child's wound.
Suddenly, the child recognized Qiao Wei: "Little Dolma!"
Xibeihuo once treated Qiao Wei's face in a small town, so many people can recognize her face.
It's fine if the child didn't yell, but everyone looked at Qiao Wei when he yelled.
They have all heard about the sacrificial offerings. Little Dolma was a child not accepted by the true God. It was because of her that this disaster was caused. It was she who caused them to be displaced. is her!
The mother snatched the child away and looked at Qiao Wei in fear.
Qiao Wei walked towards her, but she hid behind.
Qiao Wei looked at her and said, "Your wounds need to be treated, and if you don't treat them, they will become inflamed."
The mother ran away with the child in her arms, and ran around the disciples of the Saintess Hall, as if only the disciples of the Saintess Hall could protect her and the child.
Qiao Wei shook her head, turned around and walked towards another young man who was sitting against the wall. The young man seemed to have hurt his leg and was too stiff to move, but the moment Qiao Wei walked towards him, he rolled and rolled like he had seen a ghost. Climb forward.
He Lanqing lifted him up immediately: "My daughter wants to treat you, sit down for me!" She glanced at her, "And you! Sit down, too! Otherwise, I will cut you off right now!"
The wounded who had just escaped two steps sat back in place tremblingly.
With the great demon He Lanqing suppressing him, no one dared to act rashly, honestly let Qiao Wei heal her injuries.
A cavalry said something to He Lanqing, and He Lanqing rode over.
As soon as she left, the wounded waiting for treatment ran away en masse!
More and more people gathered around the disciples of the Holy Maiden Hall, Qiao Wei was like a plague god, no one dared to approach her.
Qiao Wei packed the box.
A jade-like arm stretched out.
Qiao Wei followed the trend and looked at the owner of the arm. She was a middle-aged woman in her thirties and forties with a variety of styles. If she remembered correctly, she was the proprietress of the tavern.
Feng Siniang said: "It hurts a lot, let me see what's wrong?"
"Aren't you afraid that I'm the God of Plague?" Qiao Wei asked.
Feng Siniang sneered and said, "Who is not the god of plague in this place?"
Qiao Wei smiled and opened the box. Feng Siniang was dislocated. Qiao Wei connected her, wiped some medicinal wine, wrapped gauze around her, and hung her right arm around her neck.
"Does it have to be so ugly?" Feng Siniang complained.
Qiao Wei smiled and said, "I can also replace it with a red cloth for you."
Feng Siniang curled her lips.
"Is it true that the true god is blaming us?" On the other side, a woman asked the Great Sage.
The Great Sage Aunt said kindly, "I can only say that earthquakes cannot be done by human beings, and only true gods have such great power."
The woman cried: "It really is the sin of the true God! Why is that woman still staying on our island? Get her out quickly!"
Another woman said: "Yes! Get out!"
A bold young man rushed up to Qiao Wei and said angrily, "Go away! You are not welcome here! Go away!"
A group of people gathered around, all calling for Qiao Wei to leave.
Rumble!
There was another loud bang, and the earth trembled.
Someone pointed at Qiao Wei and yelled in horror: "There's another earthquake! Get her out! It's her! The earthquake is clearly over! As soon as she comes, the earthquake will come too! Get her out!"
Rumble!
There was another loud bang, and everyone was shocked and fell to the ground.
The houses not far away were torn apart, and something slowly rose up—spires, stones, eaves, stone walls, stone pillars...
That is a stone building!
Qiao Wei looked at the broken stone building in astonishment, the stone building was still rising slowly, one floor... two floors... two floors...
"Zhaixing Tower!" The Great Elder yelled!
Star Picking Building, also known as Star Picking Hall, is rumored to be the last hall of priests.
The real temple of the Tana tribe was born!