481. The pit is 485 meters deep The secret of the mourning hall

Xuan Mingche replied without hesitation: "Even if you deceive me, my love for you will not change." All problems are nothing in the face of love. No one, nothing can stop us from being together!! ”

What a beautiful language, what a moving confession, what a charming man.

However, none of them belonged to her.

Qiao Yiqing's heart kept throbbing, and every stroke could kill her.

Providence is so, they are destined to be inseparable.

Xuan Bing looked at Qiao Yiqing, who was holding on, hurriedly stepped forward to support her, leaned into her ear, and whispered: "Be strong, don't let him see the flaws." ”

Even Xuan Bing saw her stubbornness?

Qiao Yiqing glanced at Xuan Mingche with a little weakness, afraid that he would see her vulnerability.

Xuan Mingche saw that Xuan Bing was taking advantage of people's danger, and he was furious: "Xuan Bing! Get out of the way, be careful I kill you! ”

Xuan Bing is naturally not afraid of Qiao Yiqing's support: "If you dare to touch a single hair of my hair, Qingqing will not let you go." ”

Qiao Yiqing was a little speechless when she heard this, she never knew that Xuan Bing also had such a cheap side.

She wanted to slap her twice.

But Xuan Mingche was so angry that he was angry, and the whole person was in a state of rage, but he couldn't do anything with him.

"Qingqing, you come over to me!" He stared at Qiao Yiqing forbearantly and shouted at her.

Qiao Yiqing was stubborn like a cow: "Xuan Mingche, I really don't want to see you, you can go." ”

"Whether you want to see me or not, you have to come with me!" As he spoke, Xuan Mingche collapsed in front of Qiao Yiqing, reached out and grabbed her wrist, wanting to snatch it from Xuan Bing's hand.

Not to be outdone, Xuan Bing grabbed Qiao Yiqing's other hand, and just like that, he was in a stalemate with Xuan Mingche.

Qiao Yiqing struggled hard, wanting to get rid of the control of the two men, and roared angrily: "What are you going to do, let me go!! ”

"Don't let it go!" The two spoke in unison, and they had never had such a tacit understanding.

Qiao Yiqing was furious, his face turned red, and he roared again: "Bastard, you have scratched me." ”

Hearing this, Xuan Mingche and Xuan Bing's fingers loosened at the same time, and their faces became nervous.

"Scratching? Where does it hurt? ”

"Qingqing, let me see."

Qiao Yiqing was relieved at this time, pushed them away hard, and warned viciously: "You all get out of here, I don't want to see you." ”

She was annoyed enough, and these two men were still struggling like this.

Just as the three of them were at a stalemate, anxious footsteps could be heard in the distance.

From far to near, he soon came to Qiao Yiqing and others.

I saw a palace maid with an anxious face, and saw Qiao Yiqing hurriedly speak: "Miss Qiao, His Royal Highness the Holy Son and His Royal Highness Mu Qing are waiting for you in the mourning hall." ”

"They are waiting for me? What are you waiting for me to do? Qiao Yiqing frowned and looked at the palace maid, puzzled.

The palace maid waved her hand puzzled: "The slave maid doesn't know, but several of Miss Qiao's friends are also in the mourning hall." ”

Hearing this, Qiao Yiqing was angry again.

"Damn it!"

He threatened her with her friend.

"Let's go—" Qiao Yiqing didn't continue to ask, and asked the palace maid to lead the way with a low roar of anger.

Xuan Mingche and Xuan Bing behind him also followed non-stop.

They wanted to see what the conspiracy of the two brothers Lan Yuemei and Lan Muqing was.

After a while, under the leadership of the palace maid, Qiao Yiqing and the three of them came to the mourning hall.

This mourning hall is where Qiao Yiqing broke into by mistake last time.

Qiao Yiqing recognized it at a glance and had a guess in her heart.

Presumably, their plot has something to do with this mourning hall.

As soon as Qiao Yiqing stepped into the mourning hall, she saw Lan Yuemei and Lan Muqing standing in front of countless spirit cards, with solemn expressions, as if they were remembering their ancestors.

At this time, a milky voice suddenly came from the right: "Mother, mother-"

Qiao Yiqing looked sideways and saw Zizhu holding the baby and walking over quickly.

Qiao Yiqing looked at Bao Bao and Zizhu worriedly: "You guys are okay, right?" ”

Zizhu shook his head: "It's okay, they don't dare to do anything to us, so everyone is fine." ”

When Qiao Yiqing heard this, she looked at Xuan Mingyu and the others behind Zizhu, and saw that they were safe and sound, and she was relieved.

Then, she turned to look at Lan Yuemei and Lan Muqing, and asked in a cold voice.

"Tell me, what are you looking for me for!"

Lan Muqing turned around, raised her brows slightly, and asked, "Come to think of it, you should know what kind of place this is." ”

Qiao Yiqing nodded: "Yes, I know that this is the mourning hall of the previous saints." ”

"Since I know the way, then I won't beat around the bush. I came to you today to ask you for help. Lan Muqing grinned, but this smile was inexplicably chilling.

Qiao Yiqing was unexpected, Lan Muqing actually asked her for help.

Hasn't he always taken it by force?

Seeing Qiao Yiqing's doubts, Lan Yuemei followed over and explained: "Qingqing, I really want to ask you for a favor this time, although we don't know what you are doing to shake the Holy Crown away, but after all, you are the one who has worn the Holy Crown, so only you can do it here." ”

Seeing Lan Yuemei's serious face, Qiao Yiqing suddenly felt that the matter was a little serious, and immediately raised her eyebrows and asked, "What do you want me to help?" ”

"Below this mourning hall is suppressing me and Mu Qing's mother, and only the saint can rescue her, so we are looking for the saint again and again, and you are the saint we are looking for."

Hearing this, Qiao Yiqing suddenly realized.

It turned out that the search for the Holy Maiden was to save their mother.

No wonder they used to have her in a conversation.

She was their mother.

Qiao Yiqing suddenly recalled the sound she heard when she first broke into the mourning hall by mistake.

It was a woman's mournful wail.

It must have been their mother.

I see!

Qiao Yiqing nodded, with a clear face: "When you sucked my blood and suddenly returned to your true body, it was because I was a saint, and you were pestering ##诱我到炎煌大陆找你 to save your mother." Lan Muqing wants to kill me, presumably my body can also save your mother, right? ”

Lan Muqing smiled: "You are indeed very smart, and my brother is fascinated." Yes, your heart can save my mother, and I have taken great pains to get your heart. But my brother blocked it many times to save your life, should you repay this kindness? ”

Qiao Yiqing hooked her lips and sneered, and retorted: "You two brothers are really loud in this abacus, one sings with a red face, the other sings with a white face, coaxing me to save your mother, I can't help but think too well." ”

When Lan Yuemei heard this, her face changed, and she said a little aggrieved: "Qingqing, I really didn't lie to you. I'll admit I tried to take advantage of you, but I really didn't fool you once. ”

Qiao Yiqing raised her hand and immediately stopped him: "Needless to say, don't you just want me to save your mother!" I'll tell you, there are no doors! ”

When Lan Muqing heard this, she immediately frowned and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"Literally." Qiao Yiqing raised her eyebrows and glared at him, and analyzed in a cold voice, "Let Xuan Mingche be poisoned, I had to come to the Yanhuang Continent to find the antidote, and in order to save your mother, you threatened me and my friends many times, and even took my life five times, so you still want me to help?" Phew! ”