once brought a pot of wine to mess with the world, and it was most difficult to talk alone without night.

Ji Changge fought one battle after another from a nobody in the demon world, and finally became the holy lord of the demon world, controlling the life and death of thousands of demons, and he has always been single-handed.

He didn't know if it was worth it, but if that person said it, he would do it, even if it was to bury his body and leave his immortality behind.

Later, he gradually had his own henchmen, his own cronies, and even some people who were willing to risk life and death for him.

But after countless years, there was no one for whom he was willing to die no matter what.

So why did he stand in front of Luo Buyi, and when he received a heavy blow from the imperial family's relics for him, and his body almost collapsed, Ji Changge couldn't help but be stunned, he was a dignified demon saint master, and he would block a blow for others? Why, just because this Luo Buyi is her new master now?

Ji Changge's consciousness began to be a little blurry, and he knew that at this time, the precursor of the dissipation of his divine soul was at this time.

He has lived for nearly seventeen years with a remnant soul, and he has worked hard for the Holy Sect, and it is not easy to persist until now, after all, what he is good at is not the way of the divine soul.

In his arms, Luo Buyi's forehead mark gradually lit up, and his eyelids twitched slightly, as if he would wake up in the next moment.

And after putting away Yu Jue at this time, he walked over, looked at the embarrassed two and said: "The Holy Ancestor Relic Treasure will temporarily seal the Divine Soul Consciousness of this young master of the Heavenly General Palace, and it is completely superfluous for you to suffer this blow for him, because I can kill it with my own hands!"

However, at this time, Ji Changge could no longer hear what Zhong Qi said, and his eyes seemed to be closed.

But Luo Buyi stood up, glanced at Ji Changge with disgust, and said to Zhong Qi, who was full of shock in front of him: "You used the imperial qi to seal the master's soul?"

The voice is childish and crisp, like a child with a horn, and she is a girl.

Zhong Qi said: "Although I don't know how your soul escaped the seal of the Holy Ancestor Relic Treasure, why do you have to pretend to be a ghost like this?" Another unexpected situation, he would rather believe that Luo Buyi used some secret treasure to block the blow of his Holy Ancestor Relic Treasure.

"Humph!"

This "Luo Buyi" snorted lightly, shook the three thousand swords in his hand, and muttered: "I can't handle this kind of goods, and I have to bother my aunt and grandmother to make a move, I really don't know if you are stupid or stupid!"

I complained I don't know if I was talking about Luo Buyi or the long sword in his hand, anyway, the three thousand swords whispered aggrievedly when they heard the words, like a child who made a mistake saw his own parents, and wanted to explain but didn't dare to speak.

"So it's a trick!" Zhong waited for a long time and didn't see "Luo Buyi" to respond to himself, a little angry and at the same time planning to make a test, if he didn't understand the situation, he was uneasy.

Seeing Zhong Qi's fist coming, "Luo Buyi" lifted the long sword in his hand and pulled a sword flower, and easily took Zhong Qi's palm shrouded in gangqi, and did not fight back, but gently slapped it away with the sword body, and when it punched again, the more urgent Zhong Qi hit, the faster the long sword struck.

Finally after dozens of attempts, Zhong Qi stopped this behavior, he is not the kind of person who does not know what to do, especially when the situation is beyond his control, and he already has the idea of retreating.

"That's all?" seemed to be a little dissatisfied with this situation, "Luo Buyi" pouted, "Is there no other means?"

Zhong Qi's face was extremely embarrassed, he was the elder of the relict clan, and he was a half-step grandmaster-level master, it was really a great insult to be looked down upon like this, so he said: "Since this is the case, then take the blow of the old decay!"

The toes continued to tap the ground, and at the same time, they kept walking around the "Luo Buyi", faster and faster, and more and more unable to see the figure.

"Eight Dragons Win the Pearl!"

Around the figure of "Luo Buyi", there are eight identical bell periods, all of which make the demon dragon spit out the beads, and the hot sun is even hotter, shooting out in unison towards "Luo Buyi".

This is a real heaven-level blow, if Zhong Qi had just used this blow to Luo Buyi, Luo Buyi would have been seriously injured or even fallen, but this blow was not something that could be hit casually.

Zhong Qi is old, and he is afraid that he will reach the limit in a few decades, and he has used almost all of his remaining life to strike this blow from the next level, unless he can break through to the heaven level again, he will die in a few years.

But this heaven-level blow did not make "Luo Buyi" pay attention to it, the three thousand swords in his hand took the initiative to slash for the first time, only lightly, and even the sword qi did not appear, Zhong Qi's eight figures stagnated, and the scorching yang energy emitted in his hand was shattered and scattered everywhere.

Zhong Qi, who reappeared as a single figure, said in disbelief: "You... How to see... See the true body of the decrepit?"

"Luo Buyi" didn't respond to the question in the mouth of the returning light, and let him die of depression, and then walked to Duan Lao, who had been in a state of confusion since "Luo Buyi" stood up again, and even forgot about pranayama, and said to him: "Stupid!" Then his eyes closed and he fell to the ground.

After the top of the mountain, there was a faint shouting of the government army, and the government army all over the mountain surrounded it, and it should be the government army under the mountain who heard the movement here and sent the army to investigate.

Duan Lao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, the danger had finally come to an end.

Far away in the state capital city of Qingzhou, Jiujie Hall is still very lively, but also because of the legend that there was a little princess of Qinghua Palace here to tell stories and play boards and aroused the interest of many big people in the inner city, from time to time there will be some disciples of famous families to come here to experience a different from the elegant and vulgar fun in the gate valve.

For example, Miss Zhao Mingzhu, who is called "Zhao Sanfen" by the world's scholars, sat on the second floor, cut two small pieces of Pu'er tea shreds from the tea cake with the tea knife provided by Jiujietang, and put them in front of her eyes and another teacup, and then lifted the teapot, washed away the tea shreds with freshly boiled water, and then poured out the floating water, and then poured in some water, and so on and so on three times, before filling up the water, and suddenly the aroma of fragrant tea rose with the water vapor.

"Let the son laugh, Mingzhu is used to serving grandpa like this at home, if you neglect it, I hope you will forgive me!" Miss Mingzhu chuckled with a handkerchief, such a beautiful woman can be called a bright-eyed and kind smile.

And what makes people even more interesting is that sitting opposite it is actually a tattered scholar, dressed in a simple Confucian shirt with two patches, obviously originally cyan, but the gray and white hair washed by the pulp, even the person is not how delicate, the facial features can be called upright at most, but a pair of happy lying silkworms look impressive.

Hearing this, the scholar hurriedly got up and made a gesture, and said solemnly: "The student doesn't dare, it's an honor for Sanqi to be given tea by Miss Mingzhu!"

Yes, this scholar was the one who wanted to read in the Zhao family at the beginning, and later met Luo Buyi and others, and by chance entered the Sanqi of the scripture building of Qinghua Academy. He has been studying in the Tibetan scripture building, and he has not come out for a long time, and this time he came out to make time to go to Zhongnan to worship the Mei Dao people, but he happened to meet the Zhao family pearl who also went to worship.

It's a pity that there is no one in the Zhongnan Temple, and the two of them had to leave after burning incense outside the door and worshipping three times, but when they left, they didn't know what Zhao Mingzhu wanted to bring them to the Jiujie Hall, so there was such a scene now.

The corners of Miss Mingzhu's mouth twitched, and she said, "At the beginning, because the ancestral training of the family failed to help Gongzi get a collection of books, Mingzhu is here to pay for it! I don't know where Gongzi is studying now?"

Sanqi has never been treated like this, especially when the other party is still a woman, she hurriedly took the teacup for a while, but accidentally touched Zhao Mingzhu's fingertips, and her heart couldn't help but flutter, but her face was red.

And although Zhao Mingzhu is a young lady in a big family, except for his grandfather Zhao Zhengming, he has almost never touched other men.

The beauty Feihong is charming.

Seeing this scene, Sanqi couldn't help muttering: "The peach blossom face of the beauty pearl can't be blown away by the spring breeze." ”

Zhao Mingzhu had just come back to his senses, and when he heard Sanqi's words, he couldn't help asking, "Son, what did you say?"

"No... It's nothing..."Sanqi's face turned red, and he hurriedly covered it up: "Miss just asked the student where he was studying, and the student replied that it was in Qinghua Academy..."

Zhao Mingzhu made a sudden appearance: "It turned out to be a protégé of the state master, which is not bad." If you need a lonely ancient book, you can go to Zhao's house to find me!" said and hurriedly got up and said goodbye: "It's been a long time since I came out, my family will be worried, please forgive the little woman for retiring first!"

Although she didn't hear what the Sanqi scholar was talking about, she had never seen that soulless look since she was a child. She was just curious when she met the old man in idleness, and she didn't intend to cause something difficult for herself, so she left her seat after throwing down half of the silver.

Sanqi put away the gift that he didn't have time to finish, looked at the silver ingot on the table, picked up the teacup and drank it all, choked on the still hot tea, coughed repeatedly, and then wiped his face, laughed and walked downstairs.

There is also Yan Ruyu in the book!

And after they left, Hua Qing, who had been paying attention to them, lifted the veil of the black gauze hat and took a sip of tea, with a thoughtful expression.

Is this the love between men and women?

When a woman asks for tea, the man is ignorant, the man is happy, the woman is embarrassed, the woman retreats, and the man abandons it.

It's too complicated, and it's better to pull two hands with this kung fu.

Recently, she has nowhere to go, Hua Yun said that she wants to go back to Zhongzhou to open a restaurant, and invited her to participate in the opening ceremony, it is really unreasonable, Zhongzhou is not better than Qingzhou, she can come and go at will, not to mention that she is the lord of a state, in case there are demons who take advantage of her absence, and she does not know, failed to stop it in time, causing chaos, who can calm down this scourge? How to recover the losses caused?

It is said that it is the great fortune of the Hua family to be the lord of a state, but fortunately and unfortunately, only the parties are qualified to evaluate one or two, and others can only be regarded as watching the fire from the other side at most.

"Ying'er, let's settle the bill!" Hua Qing instructed, there was no trace of Hua Ning's existence here, only the regulars on the third floor had the fashion to mention one or two, and they heard a little bit of the past from his words, and chuckled.

If that's the case, there's no need to come back.

She's not there anyway, and he's not there.

Even if she were, she wouldn't necessarily come.

Hongying was dressed in a red robe and brocade robe, and if she didn't know, she was afraid that she would regard it as a wealthy lady, and when she heard Hua Qing speak, she hurriedly got up and answered, and then left Yinliang, and the two returned to Qinghua Palace together.

It was night, and the erhu sound in Qinghua Palace sounded all night, and the people in the palace had words of suffering.

It's just that who knows?

I didn't see Qing in my dream last night, the rain was stormy, and the floating world sank, who hit Ping?

Today, there is no dream that does not wake up, the flowers are gone, and the whispering is until dawn.