Only people a hundred years ago knew what Shen late Qing looked like. But a hundred years later, most people's accomplishments did not break through the golden elixir, and all fell.
As for those who survived, there were only the elders of Shengshi Xianmen and the elders of other sects.
Those elders naturally won't tell them what the legendary Shen Wanqing looks like. They all listen to others' word of mouth.
It's said that the witch is ugly, cruel and bloody, and has been locked up in the dark prison of Shengshi immortal gate.
As soon as the man said something, someone echoed, "it's true. The six elders look like a 16-year-old girl."
Fang Tongtong also remembered Shen Wanqing's face, pursed her lips and didn't speak.
"Ah! What are you talking about! The witch was only 20 years old when she absorbed the cultivation of the old leader. Naturally, she looks young now!" someone shouted angrily, "how can you indulge in her beauty, such a wicked witch?"
The man's words immediately pulled back everyone's thoughts.
They were all shocked by Shen Wanqing's glance at Hong. For a moment, they forgot Shen Wanqing's bloody evil deeds.
After returning to God, they trembled for fear and didn't speak again.
Just then, Fang Tongtong saw Wang Quan who was going to slip away, "stop!"
Wang Quan stole a step, and all the dozen pairs of eyes looked at him.
Fang Tongtong and others came over and saw the tragedy in the inn. Fang Tongtong immediately frowned and asked, "what's going on?"
"This is not a good thing that your six elders did!" Wang Quan snorted coldly and began to ridicule.
"You mean all these people were knocked down by our six elders?" Fang Tongtong asked.
Wang Quan: "what else? Is it difficult for me to beat my own people?"
Fang Tongtong frowned, "what's the matter with you and our six elders?"
Listening to Fang Tongtong's question, Wang Quan remembered the tragedy of his son's return yesterday, and immediately became angry in his heart.
He hummed coldly to Fang Tongtong, "what's the matter? She beat my son to bed. You ask me what's the matter? My son is only seven years old. She has such a heavy hand. She really deserves to be a witch! Cruel and cruel, I bah!"
"Your son?"
Fang Tongtong has an impression of Wang Quan. She once saw him around Zhou Xiaoxing.
She remembered that this man was Wang Quan of the Wang family in Longfeng town. He was a businessman. His son is as fat as he is.
But how could his son have anything to do with Shen Wanqing?
"Why did your son get involved with the six elders?" Fang Tongtong looked at Wang Quan.
"How do I know! I only know she hurt my son!" Wang kept silent about Wang Fu's beating Bai Chi.
Fang Tongtong thought there was something strange, but he couldn't ask Wang Quan, so he didn't ask again.
"I will report this matter to the leader when I go back. If there is any misunderstanding, we will solve it."
Fang Tongtong left several people to help Wang Quan deal with the guards in the inn. The others followed Fang Tongtong back to the Shengshi immortal gate.
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This way.
Shen Wanqing and Bai Chi slowly sat on the clouds and went towards the ethereal peak of the prosperous Xianmen.
Shen Wanqing leaned lazily against the cloud, holding a string of ice sugar gourd in his hand, and took a bite from time to time.