Chapter 177 I also have a request
When Wen Jin and Lu Qingzhi brought their people out, the Meng family's people were also found.
In the tent, Wen Jin was asking Murong Lin about the specific details when a disciple came to report that Father Yang had brought Yang Zheng to see Master Wen Feng.
Murong Lin bowed to Wen Jin and said, "Then I'll go find Xu Yuan first."
After saying that, Wen Jin nodded and asked the disciple to bring people over.
At this moment, this place has become the territory of Penglai Fairy Island and Blood Tooth Beast Palace. People coming and going are all disciples of the two sects, but people from Kunlun Fairy Sect themselves rarely move around.
What surprised Wen Jin was that Jiang Zhuo came here with Yang's father and Yang Zheng.
It has been a long time since I last saw Jiang Zhuo, and his face looked more tired than before. Wen Jin glanced at his face and keenly caught the trace of fatigue in his eyes.
"Master Wen Feng." Father Yang came closer, his hands trembling slightly as he saluted.
Yang Zheng also saluted, then quickly raised her head and looked at Wen Jin with bright eyes full of expectation.
"Master Yang." Wen Jin nodded, "Is there anything wrong?"
Father Yang looked up, a hint of hesitation flashed across his eyes, but he finally spoke: "I came here this time to ask for a favor."
"Master Yang, please speak."
Wen Jin had some vague guesses in his mind, and as he spoke, he turned his gaze to Yang Zheng.
Yang Zheng adjusted her state very quickly. Not long after, she was in good spirits again. As for the changes in Kunlun Immortal Sect, because of the secrets held by the Yang family, the Yang family did not suffer any particularly sad damage, and Yang Zheng regained her bright and cheerful appearance.
"If one more person dies, don't even know."
These were the original words of Yang's father, so currently most of the Yang family members are just some collateral bloodlines who were given some poison used to torture monks, and the rest are Yang's father himself.
Yang's father himself suffered a lot of torture.
Wen Jin's eyes fell on Yang's father's arm covered by his sleeves, and he seemed to be thinking about something.
"My little girl Yang Zheng...wants to work with Master Wen Feng."
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled Yang Zheng, then bent down again.
A hint of understanding flashed across Wen Jin's brows. This was what she had guessed just now, and now it was confirmed.
"Master Yang, I will no longer accept disciples."
She looked at Yang Zheng again and answered.
Before he finished speaking, Yang Zheng's eyes, which had been full of expectation just now, suddenly dimmed.
Wen Jin smiled when he saw this: "But I can take her with me. I know what Patriarch Yang wants, but I also have some questions for Patriarch Yang. I hope Patriarch Yang can tell me the truth."
Hearing this, Yang Zheng's eyes lit up again, and she began to listen attentively to the question Wen Jin was going to ask next.
Wen Jin lowered his eyes, and his consciousness flashed into the spirit platform, sweeping across Cang Yan, who was also sitting and ready to listen to Yang's father's words, and asked the question: "What is the secret that Yang Zheng mentioned before, which concerns the life and death of Kunlun Immortal Sect?"
As soon as she asked, she saw Yang's father's movements stiffen for a moment, and then he subconsciously glanced at Yang Zheng, his expression even more hesitant than when he just opened his mouth.
Jiang Zhuo's eyes when he looked at Wen Jin were immediately filled with inquiry.
Wen Jin was still sitting there with a smile on his face, observing the expressions of the three people calmly. He felt a little strange: Why did he feel that... Jiang Zhuo also knew about this?
The Jiang family is the real head family of Kunlun. It is not surprising that Jiang Zhuo, as the young master of the Jiang family, knows all this? Wen Jin thought silently in his heart.
The Jiang family had the most deaths, and Jiang Zhuo was almost the only one left in the family. I didn't know what he wanted to do by following here...
Inside the tent, there was complete silence. Apart from the occasional rustling of Ling Tian's clothes as he walked behind the plain curtain, there was no other sound.
After a long while, Father Yang finally spoke: "Master Wen Feng, may I have a word with you?"
Wen Jin raised his eyebrows, nodded, and looked at Jiang Zhuo: "Young Master Jiang, do you have anything to say?"
Jiang Zhuo shook his head upon hearing this, hiding the look in his eyes: "Nothing, I'll take Junior Sister out first."
The curtain was lifted and then lowered, the footsteps gradually faded away, Wen Jin raised his hand and covered the entire tent with a barrier: "Master Yang, can you tell me now?"
Following Wen Jin's question, Yang's father's eyes fell on the figure behind the curtain. He was silent for two seconds. Seeing that Wen Jin had no intention of talking again, he took a step forward and knelt down in front of Wen Jin with a "thump".
This frightened Wen Jin, who was originally sitting, so much that he stood up immediately.
Although they were basically on the same level in terms of affairs, she and Yang Zheng were actually of the same generation. At the moment, Yang's father was not someone who had a grudge against her, so she felt that she could not accept such a gift.
She bent down and stretched out her hand to support him: "Master Yang, if you have anything to say, just speak directly."
Father Yang raised his head, grabbed the arm that Wen Jin offered him, and looked at her with eyes full of pleading and hope for the person in front of him: "Yang Zheng, we picked her up!"
"When she opened her eyes for the first time, she had a pair of golden pupils!"