The more Yu Qingqian listened, the deeper the doubts in his heart, he didn't expect Madam Hong to be famous for destroying a branch of the Temple of Shadows.

   "Anything else?"

  Chu Ruo thought for a while and said, "Mrs. Hong's cultivation talent is also very strong. Now she is close to the strength of the Spirit Emperor, and has a very high status in the Hong family."

   "However, she is very low-key, and the most shocking thing she did was to destroy a branch of the Temple of the Shadows. Now she rarely hears about her, and she basically doesn't appear in front of people." He added another sentence.

   Yu Qingqing thought for a while and asked, "Isn't there no revenge in the Temple of Shadows?"

"How could there be no revenge? That year, the five spiritual elders of the Soul Hall were dispatched to besiege Mrs. Hong, and Mrs. Hong severely injured all five of them and drove them away. Later, the realm master came forward to suppress the Soul Hall, so they could only eat this stuffy. I don't dare to attack Madam Hong again." Chu Ruo said with some respect.

   "That's it, I got it!"

   General Yu Qingqian and Chu Ruo told Feng Chen the news with all his heart.

  Feng Chen thought for a moment, "Perhaps this is her cleverness, which is used to hide people's eyes and ears."

   For some reason, Feng Chen was more inclined to have something to do with Madam Red and the Temple of the Souls. After all, being able to water and cultivate a spirit tea tree with fresh human blood was definitely not a kind of goodness.

   "I think so too, I just have to see her before I can judge." Yu Qingqian was also more inclined to Feng Chen's guess.

   The group walked to a very elegant courtyard under the leadership of Hongluan. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they felt an atmosphere of birds and flowers.

   Entered the courtyard and walked towards the depths. In a bamboo forest, everyone looked up and saw a beautiful and incomparable woman in ink, sitting elegantly drinking tea.

   As soon as Hongluan saw the woman, he walked over quickly with everyone, and squatted beside the woman's chair intimately, "Mother!"

  The woman in the ink coat touched Hongluan's head with a soft face, and said with a smile, "How old you are, you still act like a spoiled child."

  Hongluan took the coquettish attitude of her daughter's family, "No matter how old you are, she is still a mother's daughter."

   The mistress in Moyi nodded Hongluan's forehead dotingly and said with a smile, "You!"

   Then she raised her head and said with a gentle smile: "My daughter is spoiled, don't mind, please sit down."

   "I saw Mrs.!"

   Several people each found an empty seat to sit down.

  Hongluan first introduced several princes to the woman in Moyi, and then looked at Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen and said, "Mother, this is the distinguished guests invited by the realm master, Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen."

  The woman in ink swept the crowd, paid more attention to Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen, and said with a smile, "The little friends look like dragons and phoenixes among people."

   "Since the two little friends have come from a long way from Lingxi Realm, you can play for a while before going back. There are still many good places in Wilderness Realm." Madam Hong looked at Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen with a smile on her face.

   It's just that her smile didn't seem too warm to Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen, on the contrary, there was a layer of coldness.

   Yu Qing replied with a shallow smile: "We will, thank you for your concern, Madam!"

   Her eyes fell on Madam Hong, and there was a smile between her eyebrows, but there was not much warmth in her eyes.

   Mrs. Hong casually chatted with a few people and said, "I like cleanliness, and I have to go to worship Buddha at this time. Forgive me for not being able to receive more people."

   "Hongluan, take some friends to other places." She then instructed Hongluan.

   "Yes, Mother!"

   "Madam, then we won't bother, farewell!"

   The group got up one after another. When they just walked out of the bamboo forest, Yu Qingqian's heart suddenly ached, and an inexplicable feeling of palpitations struck.

   She turned her head and saw a dark purple bamboo moving, and a strange face loomed on the bamboo.

   Then the ghost faced Yu Qingqian and let out a scream that no one else could hear, and then disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

   There was a moment of blankness and a roar in Yu Qing's shallow sea of ​​consciousness, and his eyes were sluggish for a few breaths before he recovered.