Chapter 162: Sacrificing His Life for Fame (2)

Zhuo Qi urged anxiously, but Mrs. Su Li sighed slightly and slowly sat on the edge of the bed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"I am already like this, but why do you come to humiliate me so much! Don't...... Am I not resigned enough? I already have your child, and I will give birth to him and raise him well, no matter what. I'm heavy now, and I can't give you what you want, and you don't have to talk nonsense. Please come back. ā€

Zhuo Qi raised his head and looked helplessly at the cyan pattern on the tent: "Madam, I really just want to ask...... Have you ever heard of Lingjing State? ā€

Su Li got up with a thin anger on her face, pulled out a book from the bookshelf on one side, and threw it on Zhuo Qi: "Take it!" ā€

And he said, "Let's go!" "There were already tears in my eyes.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Lingjing Prefecture is south of this intercontinental, and if you want to cross this state, the road is long and the road is impassable. Unless the national teacher calculates the hour, he can pass through the intercontinental hanging straight sea......"

Zhuo Qi closed the book: "Here, is it the Tama Intercontinental?" ā€

Ah Fan wailed: "No! Master, how do we go back? ā€

"Let's take our time!" This is a place where ordinary people live, and according to this book, the national teachers can calculate the time to pass through the hanging sea, and most of them are people who cultivate the truth.

It's just that the Tama Continent and the Lingjing Prefecture are not connected, so there are many more unknown risks.

Zhuo Qi was delayed in the royal court for another three days, and there were vast grasslands here, and she wondered why when she came in, the purple jade chessboard had been gone for three days without being deserted, mostly because this small desert country called Cangyun worshipped the so-called national teacher and blessed the formation on the border.

And the national teacher has a transcendent status in a country, far above the royal family. Therefore, the national teacher's hiding is also quite secretive.

Zhuo Qi searched for a lot of information by himself, but he never found the fixed residence of the national teacher, the so-called Lingxing Terrace, and only when there is a major event, the national teacher will live in it three days in advance, fast and bathe, preside over the ceremony and so on.

Therefore, Zhuo Qi can only wait.

Fortunately, there was not much delay, and three days later, the neighboring countries sent a letter demanding peace talks and the release of the prisoners of war some time earlier. When the king received the book, he went to ask the national teacher.

Zhuo Qi secretly followed, at first he was still galloping on the grassland, and when he came to a hill, the king retreated, dismounted himself, walked around the hill three times, and suddenly disappeared in place.

"Master, the breath is under your feet!" Ah Fan exclaimed in surprise. "It seems that the cultivation of this national teacher is not as good as that of the master, and Ah Mi's spiritual sense can detect it...... Huh? ā€

"What?" Zhuo Qi asked hurriedly.

"Hey, master, you can just go in and find out."

Zhuo Qi's divine sense was slightly worse, and he could only probe into the crooked underground passage, and then go down to the place where the national master was hiding, and he couldn't find it.

Zhuo Qi lightly told Ah Mi: "I broke the ground and entered, don't be careless!" ā€

A fan reassured. Zhuo Qi pulled out the immortal sword, and the sharp sword drew a circle on the grass, and a circle hole was randomly broken. Zhuo Qi fell with the soil, and the aura was controlled freely, without making the slightest sound.

The underground passage is rough and not deliberately polished, probably to attract people's eyes? I'm afraid that the enemy didn't expect that a national teacher would live in such a humble place. Halfway through the line, Zhuo Qi was also taken aback.

"This national teacher is only cultivated in the late stage of foundation building?"

Ah Fan laughed: "It's not! God helps the master......"

"That's not right!" Zhuo Qi interrupted Ah Mi, and cold sweat suddenly dripped from his forehead. This place is so deep, her divine sense is far beyond ordinary people, and she is a Jindan monk, and she can't even explore the national teacher's apartment underground. This national teacher in the late stage of foundation building, hiding underground, how can he find out the situation outside?

Isn't cutting off one's own ears and eyes like cutting one's own way of life?

Her thoughts raced and she hurried back, only to realize that it was too late. The earthen wall suddenly protruded, and from the swarthy earthen wall peeked out something strange like crimson eyes, densely packed and covered with positive walls!

Ah Mi felt uncomfortable: "What is this...... Master, as soon as I saw such a dense little thing, I had a headache and wanted to vomit! ā€

Zhuo Qimu has a wooden face, and she is the same!

Since his whereabouts have been revealed, there is no need to hide it, the immortal sword drew a clear light like a full moon, cutting off the red eyes on the earthen wall in front of him, and the coercion of the Jindan monk was also wantonly released!

Ah Mi's spiritual consciousness has always been fixed on the national teacher: "Master, he, he, he...... He left the king and ran away! ā€

Zhuo Qi felt uncomfortable when he looked at the red eyes, and told Ah Mi to "keep an eye on him, don't let him run away", but he repeated the old method and broke the ground directly!

On the green grassland, a large round straight hole appeared.

A fan settled the national teacher, Zhuo Qi was relieved to track, and suddenly heard a loud noise behind him, the smoke and dust in the big hole were billowing and stinking, and the black hole also collapsed.

"That king is really unlucky...... It was buried so deep that it was directly out of breath! What kind of national teacher is this, it's a talisman! ā€

After the loud noise, the sludge and weeds in front of him suddenly flew around, Zhuo Qi stopped crying and laughing, cast the magic with one hand, and was ready, waiting in place in an orderly manner.

"Ouch, it's finally out! What kind of monster is that, the breath is terrible! My God, fortunately, I was prepared, I ran fast, let the master go back and dig it out to see if there are any treasures! This man is very young, childish, less than twenty, while saying, while patting the mud on his body, a silver-gray fox fur robe carefully folded and put into the storage bag, will turn around, only to find Zhuo Qi's figure.

Zhuo Qi released the leopard and touched the leopard's head: "Good ...... Don't get killed. ā€

"Oops...... Don't, don't! I admit it! Whatever the seniors want, just take it, this is a small storage bag, which contains many treasures looted by the Lord of Cangyun Country, all of which will be given to you! Please also ask the seniors to be sure to let go of a small way to live. ā€

The leopard bared its teeth and looked at its master with round leopard eyes.

Zhuo Qi smiled: "I am not an innocent person, as long as you can win my leopard, I will let you go, you treasures, I don't want it." How is it? ā€

The national teacher hooked his body and asked carefully, "Didn't the seniors joke?" Really? ā€

"Nature."

"That's good." Naturally, he hurriedly agreed, and respectfully made a big salute and signed up for his own number. "Senior, below is the national teacher of this Cangyun country, and his name is Qiyun."

The leopard didn't wait for him to finish, and then pounced with a whimper. Qiyun fled left and right, frightened by the momentum of the leopard, did not dare to fight back, and did not dare to resist the attack, only knew to run desperately.

Zhuo Qi raised his forehead: "This guy, is he really a foundation building monk?" Could it be ...... Am I dazzled by the mistake? ā€