Mu Qingying sighed lightly and asked softly, "You say, can he really turn into a saint?"

Mu Lei listened to his sister's words, his expression was solemn, and he turned into a saint, and since he could remember, there had never been a monk in the entire Sunset Star Realm. "I guess, it's unlikely, maybe, because of this, my father will give away the pill so generously!"

Mu Qingying listened, was silent for a long time, and nodded, agreeing with her brother's statement. It is unlikely that the Saint Pill will create a Saint Cultivator to give out the pill, and he can also push the boat down the river to ask for personal favors, so why not do it.

"However, if he is truly successful, then—"

"Well, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for the Alliance. Mu Qingying took her brother's words and said.

In a void close to the Sea of Death in the Eastern Saint Kingdom, Han Bing's body galloped away, he naturally didn't hear the conversation between the Mu family brothers and sisters, but he also had some guesses in his heart about getting the Transformation Saint Pill that was difficult for him to ascend to the sky so easily, and he basically understood the calculations made by the top level of the alliance.

Two months later, Han Bing returned to Stormwind City, holding the token of the Undead Clan Qiu Ji in his hand, so he traveled unhindered along the way without encountering trouble.

At the moment when Han Bing arrived in Stormwind City, on a boulder on the shore, a woman who was originally sitting turned her head, and when she saw the comer, the original confusion in her eyes was instantly replaced by sadness and hatred.

Han Bing's body turned into a long rainbow, fell directly onto the stone platform, and walked towards the sitting woman.

"Qingling. Han Bing looked at the woman, he hadn't seen her in many years.

Qing Ling's gaze swept over Han Bing, nodded lightly, slowly stood up, and walked into the distance. She wore a loose skirt today, not in her usual smart style, her hair shawl fluttering in the sea breeze.

Han Bing watched her gradually walk away, with a puzzled look on his face, but he didn't catch up. Qingling has always been indifferent to himself, and he is used to it. Only this time, it seems to be even more indifferent.

Qingling, who was walking in the distance, gradually moistened the corners of her eyes, and her right hand gently stroked her lower abdomen. She's pregnant, and no one on the island knows about it, and she's not going to tell anyone. In her heart, there was only deep humiliation and hatred.

After a long time, Qingling came to a corner in the northeast of Stormwind City. Here, there is a dilapidated beach, covered with silt and dark gravel. After coming here, the tears on Qingling's face disappeared, and her face showed a determined look, and after stepping on a certain part of the beach, her body suddenly disappeared.

Here, there is an enchantment, this enchantment, Qing Ling took advantage of Han Bing's few months out, secretly arranged, this enchantment is extremely hidden, if you don't explore carefully, it is absolutely impossible for outsiders to find out.

Inside the barrier is a simple hall, plus some simple stone chambers. The scope of the enchantment is not large, about 30 zhang square, and all the breath in the enchantment is isolated from the outside world.

"Master!" after Qing Ling entered the barrier, several ragged undead saluted respectfully in front of her.

These undead are all small leaders, and they each have hundreds of undead soldiers in their hands. Qing Ling had already taken full control of them, and on top of the stone pillar behind several undead, there were two undead tied up. Qing Ling's gaze fell on the two undead who were tied, these two undead were not weak in cultivation, equivalent to the early stage of human monks.

"Just caught?" asked Qingling.

"Back to the master, yes, both of them are the protectors of the eastern coastal waters, please dispose of them. ”

Qingling nodded, waved her hand, and several people retreated outside the main hall to wait. For the rest of the work, Qing Ling would have to spend some time refining the two new Dharma Protectors into her own puppets. So far, under her hands, she has mastered an undead elder, as well as nearly ten Dharma protectors, once she gathers all these powers, it will be a lot of power.

It's just that all of this is done in secret, not only to avoid the attention of Qiu Ji of the undead clan, but more importantly, to carry Han Bing on his back. It's her own secret weapon.