V2.Chapter 415

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

The Holy Maiden disguised as a maid of Lan Mansion and sneaked into Lan Jiao's yard, only to find that Lan Jiao no longer lived here. She caught a maid who was sweeping and said coldly, "Where is the master?"

The maid said in fear: "Home... the owner of the family is gone."

"Go?" The saint frowned.

The maid said cautiously: "Well, it should be back to Sikong's house."

The Holy Maiden frowned even more: "What do you mean? Why did the Patriarch go back to Sikong's house?"

The maid said, "The head of the family is married to the second son of Sikong, so naturally he will go back to Sikong's house."

When the saint heard this, she already understood everything.

Today's plan to expose that girl failed, not only that, but the girl forced her mother to hand over the head of the family.

The maid was stunned with a slap by the saint, and she walked towards the original residence of the third room. As expected, her mother had been forced to move back to the former courtyard. The repairs here have long been inferior to before, but it is still a little insignificant compared to the owner's courtyard. Great witch.

Lan Jiao was sitting in front of the bronze mirror feeling sad.

The saint stepped in.

"Who?" Lan Jiao was surprised.

"It's me." The saint came over.

When Lan Jiao saw her daughter, her dark eyes finally reunited, but she thought of something, and she hurriedly walked to the door, stuck her head out and looked around to make sure that no one noticed before closing the door and inserting the latch.

Seeing her so vigilant, the saint couldn't help frowning slightly.

Lan Jiao saw her daughter's doubts, and explained with a sigh, "The Lan family is no longer safe, it's all Lan Qin and that girl's eyeliner, don't come here in the future. I, I'm going to find you."

The saint asked suspiciously, "How could this be so?" The girl had only returned for a day. Is the situation in Lan Mansion so serious?

Speaking of Yu Wan, Lan Jiao had a headache, Lan Jiao held her forehead and sat down on the chair: "I still can't believe that everything is true... It's obviously impossible... but it happened right in front of my eyes. already."

"What do you mean by mother?" the saint asked.

Lan Jiao didn't know where to start.

The Holy Maiden asked, "It was that girl who moved her hands and feet on the Saint Maiden Stone and failed to detect that she was a fake Saint Maiden...or...with the protection of 'Sikongyun', Mother didn't even have a chance to verify her?"

"Neither." Lan Jiao shook her head painfully, "That fake second son didn't speak from the beginning to the end. I tested it, and it was done with more than 100 saintess stones..."

The saint pondered: "More than a hundred saintess stones? This should have dismantled that girl anyway."

"I think so too, but... that girl is a saint! A saint who is more powerful than you!" Lan Jiao couldn't bear to look back and told the saint that more than one hundred saintess stones were shining all at once, thinking of that In the "horrible" scene, Lan Jiao's calf was softening, "No one has ever been able to light up so many saintess stones? Or a different color... This shows that she is at least a purple-robed saint."

The purple-clothed saint is the pinnacle of the saint, but Lan Jiao used one word - "at least".

"No saint can do this... The purple-clothed saint can't either... She... she is..." Lan Jiao closed her eyes, but reluctantly had to say that guess, "She is the Holy King! "

boom!

A thunderbolt suddenly exploded in the saint's mind!

Holy King...

That girl turned out to be the king of the saints?

Thousands of years ago, when the royal family was not yet in place, the saints and witches ruled the world and stood above all royal families. If in the eyes of the majority of believers, the saintess were gods, then the saints and witches were the gods. Reincarnation of the gods.

A slave and a master cannot be compared at all.

No matter how powerful the saint is, she is only the maid of the saint king. The saint is responsible for serving the saint. However, the saint fell earlier. After the saint was gone, the inheritance of the saints fell into the hands of the saint. superior.

With the thinning of blood, the realm of the saints has become much worse than before, but this is the case, the saints are still the messengers closest to the gods in the eyes of the world.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the Holy King has disappeared.

If the people of Mingdu know that the Holy King is in this world...

The saint immediately felt dizzy for a while.

I thought that girl was nothing but a beauty, but I didn't expect that she would be the Holy King... the master of all the saints in the world!

How could she possibly recognize that girl as the master? !

"No." Thinking of something, the saint raised her head suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Lan Jiao asked.

"I'm a saint. I've been with that girl for so long, but I haven't once sensed the aura that makes me jealous. She's not a saint, no!"

"Could it be that Mother will lie to you? Mother knows, you must want to say that the girl played some tricks... Mother can tell you plainly that Mother is not the only one present, everyone saw it, the girl did not The opportunity to do something with more than 100 saintess stones at the same time, she is really a saint king!"

"She's not!" the saint said coldly.

"daughter……"

"...That piece of meat in her stomach is!"

Lan Jiao was startled.

The saint pondered for a moment and said, "Because the Holy King's aura is not stable yet, so it cannot be sensed under normal circumstances. Today... it should be that the girl was stimulated and moved the fetal qi, which caused the Holy King's breath to overflow. "

Lan Jiao took a weak breath: "So, I just remembered that the Holy Maiden's stone was lit for a while, but suddenly it stopped."

The holy girl's eyes were cold and said: "If that girl is the holy king, the holy girl's stone should always be on."

Lan Jiao suddenly realized: "It seems that what you said is true, what she has in her belly is the real Holy King."

It was ugly enough to lose to that girl, but she was going to lose to her unborn child. When she thought that after the child was born, she would kneel in front of it and serve it like a servant, the Holy Maiden felt uncomfortable!

The saint's fingernails were deeply pinched into the flesh: "That girl... what kind of shit luck did you have?!"

There are three lovely sons, a perfect husband, and now, she is about to become the mother of the Holy King. The Holy Maiden always thinks that she is born with a good life, but after seeing that girl, she realizes what it means to be born to win.

"I'm not reconciled..." The Holy Maiden gritted her teeth, "You must get rid of that child!"

Without the Holy King, she is still the most honorable saint in the Underworld!

Lan Jiao hurriedly said: "Daughter, don't be impulsive, I can guess, that bitch Lan Qin must have guessed it, she will definitely strengthen the defense, with our current strength, it is not their opponent!"

"That idiot Sikongyun, if he hadn't made his own claims, he would have been put together. In his capacity, he would call the masters of the Sikong family, and immediately raze their yard to the ground!" The saintess just threw at Sikongyun. Guo, forgot that he was also one of the people who brought the wolf into the room.

While he was struggling with how to deal with Yu Wan, a rough woman came over with a big box and reported from the door: "Madam, your things are packed, this box was brought to your room by your order. ."

Lan Jiao gave the saint a wink.

The Holy Maiden hid behind the screen.

Lan Jiao opened the door for the old lady and said indifferently, "Put it on the table."

"Yes." After the rough woman put the box on the table, she walked out respectfully.

Lan Jiao inserted the latch, and the Holy Maiden stepped out from behind the screen.

Lan Jiao opened the box, clicked her tongue impatiently, and said, "How do these servants do things? I'm not talking about this box..."

She said, flipping through it, and a scroll inadvertently fell.

"What is this?" She picked it up, opened it, and found that it was a portrait. Her eyes fell on the portrait, paused for a moment, and then looked at the face of the saint, "You..."

"What's wrong?" the saint asked.

Lan Jiao handed the portrait to the saint, carefully compared their faces, and asked in astonishment, "Don't you think your face looks a bit like the one in the portrait?"

The saint took a closer look: "It's a bit like, who is on the portrait? Why does it look like that girl?"

She is now wearing Yu Wan's face.

Lan Jiao slumped down on the stool: "It's no wonder that the first time I saw her, I felt so familiar, as if I've seen her somewhere, I've seen it before... This is not the mother of Lan Qin and the eldest sister... Saintess Lanyi? Saintess Lanyi was hunted down and forced to leave the Underworld, and she never came back. Why didn't I think that she might have her own descendants in the Central Plains?"

Saintess said: "Mother means... Saintess Lanyi is married to people from the Central Plains?"

Lan Jiao said firmly: "It must be like this! Otherwise, how can you explain that her face is so similar to Saintess Lan Yi, and how can she explain the fact that she called Lan Qin's second grandmother?"

The saint paused for a moment, then smiled sarcastically: "The child was born in the Central Plains, but the father may not be from the Central Plains."

"Huh?" This time, Lan Jiao was puzzled.

Saintess stroked the face on the portrait: "Mother still remember the rumors about Saintess Lanyi?"

Lan Jiao said, "There are many rumors about her, which one are you referring to?"

The saintess' fingertips scratched a scratch on the face of the person in the portrait: "The one with the ancestor Sikong."

"Ah!" Lan Jiao hurriedly covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming out one step later, she calmed down, put her hand away, and whispered, "You dare to say that! Don't be afraid of being beheaded. ?"

Those who dared to spread this rumor among the people were all at the disposal of the Sikong family. The Sikong family was very secretive about the rumors about their ancestors.

"This matter, I only tell my mother, what am I afraid of? However, in the rumors of the year, mother only knew one of the rumors, but did not know the other? I also inadvertently inquired about some insiders after I obtained the qualification to enter the Mingshan Mountain. When Saintess Lanyi was chased and killed, the murderer was actually the head of the Sikong family. The head of the family forcibly married Saintess Lanyi. Saintess Lanyi did not agree, so he resorted to tactics, first plotting against Saintess Lanyi. Her husband, and then seriously injured Saintess Lanyi, originally, Saintess Lanyi had been taken to Sikong's house, but does mother know who let her go?"

"Ancestor Sikong?" Lan Jiao said subconsciously.

The saint said lightly: "Yes, it's the old ancestor. The old ancestor is the younger brother of the previous patriarch. Mother thinks, why did the ancestor take the risk of offending the elder brother and let the saintly girl out?"

Lan Jiao's eyes widened in disbelief: "Difficult... Could it be because..."

"Because she is pregnant with ancestor Sikong's flesh and blood. If this is the case, then that girl is the great-grandson of ancestor Sikong." The saint touched her face, "Oh, I finally found a way to deal with that girl! "

...

"Ah! The young lady is the great-grandson of Ancestor Sikong?" After Ying Liu heard Lan's words, he was so shocked that he stood up from the stool.

"I didn't believe it at first, but not long ago I rearranged my mother's belongings and found this inside." Lan Shi said, and took out a kit from his arms. At first glance, the kit was empty, but upon closer inspection, there was one In the mezzanine, Mrs. Lan pulled out a letter from the mezzanine, "This is the letter that my mother wrote to my ancestor back then. So... my mother and my ancestor admired each other back then, but my mother is the saint of the Lan family, so she can't go against my ancestor. You can only hide your affection for the ancestors in your heart.”

"But... doesn't it mean that the blood of the Saintess and the Sikong family cannot be merged?" Ying Liu asked.

Lan's nodded: "Yeah, before I met you, I thought it was impossible to fuse, but once fused, there will be an incomparably powerful descendant."

Ying Six, Ying Thirteen, Qing Yan and the others all exchanged glances - Concubine Yun, a master who was delayed by the palace fight!

Lan Shi paused and said, "However, these are just my inferences. Whether it is the great-grandson of the ancestor, I have to ask the ancestor in person."

Thinking of something, Ying Liu patted his head: "Oh! Oops! Forgot that the saint is still wearing Awan's face! If she also guesses this, she will go to the ancestors first..."

Ying Shisan stood up abruptly: "I'm going to report to the young master!"