Fairy, wait a minute

Chapter 450 Into a Dream 4
"Okay, okay, senior sister, it doesn't hurt. Stop crying. How old are you still crying?" Xing Mengzhen touched Jiang Lian's head and comforted her with a soft tone.

But she never thought that Jiang Lian's heart felt like a knife being cut at this moment, and every word Xing Mengzhen said was like a dull knife, cutting into her heart, but no blood could be seen.

She seemed to be back on the battlefield of Xuantian Sect, with her senior brothers and sisters standing in front of her.

The most important thing now is to prevent the upcoming tragedy. There is no way she can just watch the Xuantian Sect perish!
With only two days left, Jiang Lian gathered his emotions and immediately walked out of the yard and went straight to the master's hall.

It was summer, and the sky was like freshly washed blue satin, boundless and pure. The sect was very lively. The disciples of Qingjian Peak were dancing and playing with swords on the mountain. The disciples of other peaks were also carrying out various activities in an orderly manner and accepting tasks. Accept tasks and experience experience.

Jiang Lian paused slightly and noticed something strange. Logically speaking, everyone was transferring at this time, so why were there still so many people in the sect.Jiang Lian frowned slightly and looked up at the gate of Xuantian Sect. There were no dark crowds or monstrous beasts, it was quiet and peaceful.

Wu Lian was lazily holding his sword under the tree, dozing off and on. Jiang Lian walked towards Wu Lian. Wu Lian was so frightened that he jumped up from the ground and took a sword-refining posture.

"Master, I'm not lazy. I really am not lazy."

Jiang Lian: "..."

Seeing that there was no movement behind him, Wu Lian turned his head and glanced quietly, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was Jiang Lian.

"Wu Lian, have you had any strange dreams recently, related to the sect?" Jiang Lian looked at Wu Lian and asked, and Wu Lian escaped from the Xuantian Sect with her.

Wu Lian scratched his head, "Strange dream? About the sect? Wow, I dreamed that Xiaoyu wanted to kill me. I was almost scared to death in the sect... Xiaoyu, you haven't forgotten, right? It's in the sect." The little girl who performs the fairy dance in the secret city..."

Wu Lian began to talk about various details in the dream.

Jiang Lian's expression darkened. Wu Lian didn't know about the destruction of the family, but this was also a good thing to a certain extent.

Jiang Lian turned around and stepped into the main hall. Leader Wu was sitting in the main hall, holding an ancient scroll in his hand. When he saw Jiang Lian coming in, he put the ancient book on the desk, "But there is something wrong with the sword manual that I can't understand." ?”

Seeing the master again, Jiang Lian was suddenly speechless. She opened her mouth and it took a long time to recover.

Eternal life and never enter reincarnation...

Head Wu did not urge him until Jiang Lian spoke.

Jiang Lian's eyes were sore, and he suppressed the turbulence in his heart and said, "Master, are the transfers of disciples within the sect still going on? The disciple had a dream last night. Strongholds No. [-], No. [-], and No. [-] were all pulled out. Xuantian Sect is about to If a catastrophe occurs, new measures must be taken as soon as possible!”

Head Wu was stunned when he heard this, frowned and said, "What transfer? Xuantian Sect disciples did not transfer."

"Isn't there always a transfer within the sect? The ancestors are going through tribulations and transferring disciples to avoid possible catastrophes!" Jiang Lian looked at Master Wu and spoke very fast.

How come there was no transfer!
Leader Wu smiled when he saw this, "It will take hundreds of years for our ancestors to overcome the tribulation. Strongholds No. [-] and No. [-] have not yet been established."

Jiang Lian swallowed his saliva and froze in place, "It's impossible... This disciple clearly remembers that the ancestor survived the tribulation in these few days!" Jiang Lian suddenly thought of something and said, "Master, do you know the rickety old monster with a cane? A female cultivator in the realm of two-faced gods?"

(End of this chapter)