Qin Xiaojiao ended her three-day rest, took a sum of money from Yang Xian, and after squandering it, she was in a much better mood.

As a disciple of Lou Jing, he is the descendant of the Netherworld. After Lou Jing was loyal to Yang Xian and the Netherworld Prison surrendered, Qin Xiaojiao joined Tsing Yi under Yang Xian.

If there is anyone who supports the Zhou army's attack on Yongzhou the most, it is undoubtedly Qin Xiaojiao.

From Xiancheng to Hojing, Tsing Yiying's treatment has changed. The pickaxe capital is much larger than the string city, and all kinds of software and hardware facilities in the city are not comparable to the string city.

Qin Xiaojiao stays in the cold place of the Netherworld all the year round, and her mind is very different from ordinary people, but she is also a woman, and she has the preferences that a woman should have.

That's shopping, shopping, and eating.

The number of shops and the quality of goods in the capital are far from being comparable to Xiancheng. Here, Qin Xiaojiao can easily buy all kinds of new rouge gouache and new fashionable clothes, and can also eat all kinds of food.

"Boss, how do you sell this rouge?"

"One, two, one box."

Qin Xiaojiao wiped it, applied it to the palm of her hand, and tried the color.

"It's a little thicker, is there anything lighter?"

"You try this."

The owner of the stall licked his smiling face, and saw that the woman in front of him was a big customer. Qin Xiaojiao had just taken the gouache box, but suddenly felt something abnormal.

She turned her head and looked into the alley not far from the stall under the boss's surprised gaze. was about to leave, but the boss suddenly pulled his sleeve.

"You haven't paid yet?"

"Oh! I'm not buying it. Qin Xiaojiao put down the gouache box and immediately ran to the alley.

The alley was cold and empty, and there was not a single figure. Qin Xiaojiao was a little puzzled and said, "It's strange, there is obviously a fluctuation of Lingqi, why is there no movement at all." Is it my delusion? ”

Qin Xiaojiao shook her head, secretly saying that she had been investigating the case for a long time and had a delusion?

For Sang Luo's case, Qin Xiaojiao really lost a lot of face, and was even ridiculed by her fierce rival, Senior Sister Lan, who was also Lou Jing's disciple, for a while.

Qin Xiaojiao and Senior Sister Lan were adopted by Lou Jing at the same time, and they have been competing since they were children.

At the beginning of the battle of Wuwei, most of the twenty great grandmasters who besieged Zhu Zi died in the hands of the Zhou army, but seven or eight still escaped.

Senior Sister Lan and Qin Xiaojiao pursued at the same time, but in different directions. Qin Xiaojiao tracked down Ouyang Jian, and from him, he involved Sang Luo, the divine son of the God Clan, but for a long time, there was no progress. Especially not long ago, Sang Luo openly appeared in Hojing, but Qin Xiaojiao found nothing.

Senior Sister Kelan is different, she successfully caught Chun Yu Wuxing and got a lot of information from him.

These days, Qin Xiaojiao has not been angry with Senior Sister Lan.

"It looks like I'm going to have to adjust, and I'm getting a little nervous."

Qin Xiaojiao shook her head, turned around and walked out of the alley.

In the courtyard separated by a wall, two monks were holding Sang Luo, and Uncle Qing, the housekeeper of the Chang Mansion, was standing in front of them.

When Qin Xiaojiao left, they let go of Sang Luo and gave up.

"The subordinates are derelict in their duties, please atone for your sins."

"Rubbish, if I hadn't come, the lord's affairs would have been ruined by you."

Although Uncle Qing is Chang Yu's housekeeper, he is equivalent to a slave-like existence. It's just that Chang Yu treats this housekeeper who has followed him since he was a child very respectful. Uncle Qing's status is very high, and he is almost the second-in-command in Changfu.

"What do you Zhou people want to do?"

Sang Luo had never felt this way, being fooled, being led by the nose, and being manipulated at will.

The Protoss has always been arrogant and regards the Zhou people as a lowly species, and because of this, Sang Luo is even more unacceptable.

Uncle Qing looked at him condescendingly and said, "What do you think? ”

"I've figured it out these days, that old guy kept me because of my ability."

"You're smart, at least smarter than most of the aliens I've ever seen. Yes, if it weren't for your ability, you would have died. ”

"Don't you think!"

Sang Luo's eyes were red, and he said through gritted teeth.

Uncle Qing smiled and kicked him on his lower abdomen. The sound of violent vomiting rang out, and Sang Luo fell to the ground with a retching mouth and saliva kept on.

"Young people, you have to know that your abilities are not unique."

After Uncle Qing finished speaking, a figure suddenly walked out of the room behind him, a person who looked exactly the same as Sang Luo.

"You... You guys! ”

Uncle Qing smiled, admiring Sang Luo's surprised look.

"There are a lot of people in this world who have your abilities. However, most people are able to do seven or eight images of the so-called fakes. To be able to do nine images is already a rarity. And you are different, you are very good, you can do more than ninety out of five. But even so, you are not irreplaceable. Sometimes, there isn't much difference between 90 percent and 90 percent five. So, don't test my patience. If I find you trying to contact the outside world again, ready to muddy the waters......."

"Are you trying to kill me?"

Sang Luo's eyes were full of provocative gazes, and Uncle Qing smiled, flicking between his fingers slightly.

Sang Luo's body was inhibited, as if there were countless vines entwining him, oppressing him to the point that he was almost out of breath.

Sang Luo's body floated limply into the air, as if a giant hand was dragging it.

"Death is never the most terrible. But if your relationship causes your fellow people to suffer misfortune, are you willing to see it? ”

"What do you mean?"

Sang Luo's face was full of bruises, and he said this sentence with great difficulty.

"The Silencer! That's the name, right? It's really no taste at all. ”

When Uncle Qing said this name, Sang Luo's heart felt like he had been stabbed with a knife. The prohibition on his body was slowly loosening, but the torment in his heart had just begun.

Sang Luo coughed incessantly, soothing the uneasiness in his heart.

"Hiding in the deep city, in the place of the green building, is indeed a good cover."

"You... You guys! ”

The guy in front of him not only knows about Fuyu, but also knows their whereabouts.

"The world will change, if the Huan clan moves the capital, Shenwu City is the first choice. So, do you think the Huan clan will put up with a group of ill-intentioned aliens hiding in the Deep Wu City? We don't need to do anything, as long as this news is revealed, the Huan clan will naturally clear these rats hiding in the city. ”

"What do you want?"

"The Forbidden Army is recruiting new recruits and blending in. I guess with your abilities, it's just a no-brainer. ”

Uncle Qing smiled, very gentle. But in Sang Luo's opinion, it is extremely terrifying.