Especially when Xuanqing heard Qing Qian calling the word "Xi'er", the tone was obviously much gentler than usual, and a sad feeling flowed through his heart like a stream...... Let Xuanqing have an inexplicable uncomfortable feeling.

Xuanqing thought, this is probably because of Ouyang Luoxun.

It was Ouyang Luoxun's shouts when she was confused twice, which made her mind a little bit all the time.

These days, Xuanqing doesn't mind, but deliberately ignores it.

But now, even when Qing Qian said these two words, he was so gentle and cautious, as if he was afraid that a little heavier tone would hurt that person, which made Xuanqing feel very uncomfortable.

Fengxi, Xi'er......

Xuanqing thought, this is really a nice name. With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Xuanqing suddenly realized what Qing Qian had just said, and couldn't help but wonder: "Old man? Isn't she a goddess? How could it be ......"

Everyone knows that the deceased is the deceased...... But how could the goddess die?

"Xi'er, she passed away 100,000 years ago." Qingqian's gaze at Xuanqing was a little sad and a little trance, which made Xuanqing feel that she was looking at another person through herself.

She thought that what Qing Qian's eyes saw should be the goddess named Fengxi.

Realizing this, Xuanqing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, she didn't like others like this. Even if there are extenuating circumstances, she doesn't like others to treat her as a shadow of another person.

She is who she is, she is an independent self, and she doesn't want to be a substitute for anyone, not even a goddess.

Qing Qian didn't notice that something was wrong with Xuanqing's face, and after a pause, he slowly continued: "Our ancient divine beasts are all going to be tribulated, and only by passing through the calamity of ascending to the gods can we live with the sky." But Xi'er only lived for more than 30,000 years, and in the heavenly tribulation that ascended to the immortal level, he died. ”

More than 30,000 years is a very, very long time for Xuanqing. The lifespan of mortals is no more than 100 years, and 30,000 years is the time that Xuanqing can't even imagine, but the 30,000 years of immortals is like a snap of a finger.

She thought that the goddess named Fengxi must have an irreplaceable and indelible position in Qingqian's heart. Otherwise, how could Qing Qian have passed 100,000 years and still miss her like this.

Xuanqing saw the sadness that couldn't be concealed in Qingqian's eyes, and when she saw the faint sadness, Xuanqing also had a sad feeling, and for a moment, she couldn't say anything.

"Ahem...... Forgive me for gossiping, but the contemptible are really curious, and you are indeed as rumored to be...... Do you love that Fengxi goddess? The silence for a moment was broken by Yin Moli, who suddenly coughed, and what he asked was a question that made everyone a little embarrassed.

Well, he admits that he's been gossiping a bit lately. For him, who has lived for five hundred years and has not made much progress, it is really an opportunity not to miss that such legends in the divine realm can now be confirmed in front of the parties.

Xuanqing, who heard this kind of news for the first time, couldn't help but look at Yin Moli who was asking with some surprise in his eyes, and looked at Qingqian who was silent on the side with some astonishment, and three black lines couldn't help but appear on his head.

Even Xuanqing, who has always been indifferent, is really a little calm now.

Although everyone was a little embarrassed, Qing Qian didn't seem to feel embarrassed. Her face was still the same light and unfazed look. At this point, Xuanqing felt that Qingqian was very similar to Ouyang Luoxun. It seems that she will always be so elegant, you can never see her embarrassed side.

Qing Qian did not shy away from looking directly at Yin Moli's gaze, with only seriousness on his face. I saw that she nodded very naturally, and admitted what Yin Moli said without hesitation.

Her direct attitude made everyone sitting fall into a petrified state in an instant. Even though Ouyang Luoxun, Dark Night, and Yin Moli had mentioned this matter before, there was no evidence that this matter was true, so they were always suspicious.

Now, the person concerned nodded and admitted in person, which inevitably made them a little stunned.

In this world, there is no woman who would so unhappily admit that she is a broken sleeve...... Moreover, except for Qing Qian, there has never been a woman in the divine realm who likes the same surname, and there are very few men with broken sleeves.

This calmness made them a little unbearable for a while.

Xuanqing was even more like being struck by lightning, and some couldn't react. She really never thought that Qingqian would like women! Moreover, as a woman who looks quite similar to the woman Qingqian likes, Xuanqing suddenly felt like she was hairy, and it felt weird.

But compared to this weird feeling, what made Xuanqing feel even more sad was that Qingqian's kindness to her was all due to another person. It is because of her similar face to that person that Qing Qian is so good to herself, not just because she is Xuanqing, she is herself.

Knowing this reason, Xuanqing's heart is really a little uncomfortable. This uncomfortable feeling even touched her more than the fact that Qingqian likes women.

Ouyang Luoxun, who had not spoken for a long time on the side, looked at Xuanqing, who was still petrified, with a blank look in his eyes, and then at Qingqian, who was still very natural, and said in a tone to Qingqian: "I believe you can tell clearly, Qing'er is not the little princess on Phoenix Mountain." The implication is that it is obvious that Qingqian should not regard Xuanqing as Fengxi.

Qing Qian naturally heard the meaning of Ouyang Luoxun's words, and could also see Ouyang Luoxun's increasingly strong possessiveness towards Xuanqing recently, in this regard, she only smiled and replied: "I know this better than you." ”

"I hope so." Ouyang Luoxun also smiled. For some reason, his mind was blank for the matter of the goddess named Fengxi, and all he knew was what he said to Mo Li last time. He didn't quite know what was going on with that.

It stands to reason that no matter how lonely he is, he won't even know about such a person's existence before. What's more, it is said that that person is still a famous god realm wastewood, and since he is a famous person, there is no reason why he has never heard of this person.

"That...... I guess we'll go ahead and talk about how to assassinate the Dog Emperor. Feeling the weirdness of the atmosphere, Xuanqing chose to get down to business. She doesn't want to dwell too much on this issue for the time being, the problem in front of her is revenge, revenge is what she should concentrate on now, and everything else can be put aside first.

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Late at night, the streets and alleys of the Imperial City of Shang were already silent, and the inn where Xuanqing and the others settled had already closed.

In the dark room, a man and a woman lay quietly on a couch.

In the darkness, Xuanqing's eyes suddenly opened, and there was clarity in his eyes, completely lacking the haze that he should have when he first woke up. Xuanqing turned his head to look at Ouyang Luoxun, who was sleeping soundly beside him, and the sound of his even and regular breathing came from his ears.

Confirming that Ouyang Luoxun was already asleep, Xuanqing took out a delicate small porcelain bottle from his cuff, carefully uncorked the bottle, and brought the mouth of the bottle to Ouyang Luoxun's nose. After a few seconds, the cork was put back on and the bottle was put away again.

Gently lifted the brocade quilt, because he slept on the inside, Xuanqing's movements were extra cautious, for fear of waking up the man.

Climbing down the edge of the house, Xuanqing quickly put on a red power suit, tied up the silky long hair that was scattered behind his back, and took out the fiery red mask from the baggage and put it on his face. Before leaving, she looked at the man on the couch with a slightly apologetic look, and finally walked out of the door.

What she didn't see was that when she closed the door, the man lying on the couch slowly opened his eyes in an instant, and his eyes were also clear.

Ouyang Luoxun looked at the closed door and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

He knew she hadn't fallen asleep, and he had already seen what she wanted to do. He hadn't been with her for long, but it was easy to see the affection in her eyes. He guessed that she wanted to go to the palace tonight, but he didn't break it, and pretended to be asleep very cooperatively.

It even made Hyun Ching think that he really smelled the bottle of Ecstasy in her hand, making her think that she could sleep soundly until she returned.

Knowing that Xuanqing couldn't wait, he didn't want to block it too much. She has her own way of doing things, and there is no reason for him to let her do everything she wants. He can give her the freedom she wants to act as she pleases. And he also believes that she will not mess around.

After all, the name of "Fire Phoenix" is not for nothing, Ouyang Luoxun believes in Xuanqing's ability. Xuanqing, who has been assassinated so many times, will not be so easy to be discovered. But even so, Ouyang Luoxun will inevitably worry about Xuanqing, worried that she will fall into someone else's trap, just like when she fell into Liu Rong's trap.

He could never forget the woman who was bruised all over his body, the moment that made him feel his heart ache to the extreme...... has always been in his heart, lingering, how can he rest assured of her safety?

He actually wanted to ask her: Qing'er, why don't you believe me? Why can't you just let me bear a qiē with you?

But how did he know that Xuanqing didn't believe him, and it wasn't that he didn't want him to be with him. She was just afraid that she owed him so much that she would not be able to pay it off in her lifetime......

After all, she was still the person sent by Ouyang Luochen to his side.

Xuan Qing walked out of the inn, and then carried light skills, and the agile figure quickly shuttled in the dark, flying eaves and walls, and soon arrived outside the walls of the palace.

Looking at the crimson palace wall, the corners of Xuanqing's lips slightly hooked up a mocking arc.

Tonight, perhaps she will be able to meet the man who made her an orphan overnight, the king of the Shang kingdom and her enemy!