The cultivators of the Ninth Region could only detect the strong aura on the bodies of the Heavenly Nine Gang, but what kind of strong method it was, they didn't dare to say anything.

As one of the two sons of King Bian of the Northern Tang Dynasty, Li Qiao's cultivation techniques all start from the ground level, and only a few exercises that need to lay the foundation will reluctantly learn from the Xuan Rank.

After climbing to the top of the mountain, Fang knew that the mountain was high, in Li Qiao's eyes, this is a few people Although the realm is low, the breath is long, and the practice attainments are very deep!

If these people are ordinary, he will never believe them.

Targeted by his second brother since he was a child, Li Qiao grew up quickly and was very mature in his heart.

Especially in the royal environment, he has a lot of his own thoughts in his heart.

Li Qiao secretly said in his heart, "My good second brother, you let me participate in the big competition in the ninth district this time, thinking that you were humiliating me, but you didn't expect that I would meet our eldest brother." ”

Li Qiao looked at the back of his eldest brother and felt that he was in the shadow of his second brother, and it seemed that he was about to come out.

Come to the top of the mountain.

When everyone entered the refining workshop, Li Qiao couldn't help but be suspicious.

Are these people related to the Instrument Realm?

The instrument realm refers to the holy land of refining weapons, and it calls itself the Xuanyuan Instrument Realm.

The second donkey looked at Mu Jiutian and said, "Big brother, he is from the Northern Tang Dynasty." ”

Li Qiao's experience made him a little lonely and cold between his eyebrows, but he didn't dare to pretend to be a gesture with a trace of mysterious eyes in the kindness of Shangmu Jiutian.

What's more, this person is the eldest brother of his eldest brother who "thinks about it for a long time", and the demeanor of a prince still needs to be there.

Li Qiao arched his hand and said, "The second son of King Bian of the Northern Tang Dynasty, Li Qiao, has seen his predecessors. ”

Mu Jiutian nodded and said, "Are you going to talk in the cultivation room, or are you just talking outside?" ”

The second donkey looked at Li Qiao and said, "What do you say?" ”

Li Qiao looked at the figures flying around the sky and around, and said, "There are many people here, so to avoid being discovered by outsiders, let's go to the cultivation room to talk in detail." ”

The second donkey looked at Mu Jiutian with a look of expectation in his eyes, "Big brother, do you want to come in with me?" ”

The second donkey was afraid that the news he wanted to know would make him unbearable, and only with the eldest brother by his side, he could be much relieved.

Looking at the second donkey who looked like a child, Mu Jiutian smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go." ”

Three men and one woman entered the cultivation room of the two donkeys, and the ten thousand disciples who walked out of the apprentice's refining room happened to see this scene.

Seeing three men and one woman, Wan Tu said "oh".

In the evening, when you enter a room, you don't have to talk to each other, right?

"Brother Shepherd, this is a referee or a player, well... Terrible. ”

Seeing Wan Tu's ill-intentioned expression, the four deflated men shouted, "Master Wanfang, what are you thinking, come and play poker." ”

"Playing poker? Is it a good thing for the shepherd brother to study? ”

"Naturally, there's something like mahjong that you've never seen before."

"Come on, come on, I'd like to see it."

……

Enter the cultivation room and open the formation.

The second donkey looked at Qing'er for the first time, and the woman looked numb and stood dumbly, without the slightest look in her eyes.

Li Qiao said, "Don't look at it, this is just a puppet, not the Qing'er you said." ”

"Puppet?"

The second donkey was stunned for a moment, walked into Qing'er, and took a closer look, only to find that Qing'er did not have the slightest temperature, and its body was made of some beasts, and it was a battle puppet without any self-consciousness!

"What's going on?"

The second donkey looked at Li Qiao, with some anger in his expression.

Li Qiao took out the painting again and handed it to the second donkey.

Li Qiao sighed and found a place to sit down, his expression full of loneliness.

"My mother, who was killed by your mother, the queen, was killed.

Perhaps I am afraid that if she lives, my power will grow to threaten his son's throne.

The death of a concubine with little status is always much less consequence than the death of a prince, and it can also hit the young me.

Although there is no evidence, I remember that my mother told me before she died, not to show any edge, to be steady, and to be a free prince.

At that time, I was three years old.

Ever since my mother died, I spent my days alone reading or wandering around.

I was not afraid of being targeted by her at that time, and I naively thought that if the queen did something to me, my father would definitely not let her go.

But I'm still too young, and not only does she not do anything to me, but she treats me very kindly, and she wants to spoil me like an arrogant and domineering wretch.

However, the second brother thought that I was only a few years old, and he definitely didn't understand anything, so he let people secretly deduct my cultivation resources and make people give wrong instructions to my cultivation problems.

I think he's a little stupid, if I were him, I would definitely be with the queen and spoil me to be the best brother ever.

Let me be pampered and arrogant, abandon my cultivation and studies, and lose the right to inherit the throne.

Instead of putting pressure on me and letting me grow under pressure when I can't completely defeat my opponent.

Of all the flattery of those people, the thing I hear the most is your rumors.

They said how amazing you are, and said that I must be a cultivation wizard in the future, and they want to make me so ambitious, and my Dao heart is not strong.

But every day I would take refuge in the library and read some books of the sages in the prince's room.

They didn't dare to come in without permission.

My mother told me that I could only find a way to save her by reading more books.

I don't believe it, but I do.

I read more books and understand more, but in their eyes, I am becoming more and more ordinary, and it is impossible to influence their throne.

Ten years ago, I found this painting in a book.

I asked someone, and I found out that the boy in there was you, the woman, and your personal maid.

I've always been alone, and I don't have anyone around me at all, and when I see this painting, I'm envious.

I wanted to find the woman in the painting, but the insiders said that when you suffered the damnation, the woman was buried with you.

So, I asked people to make a puppet according to this painting.

I think it's not just about feeling it... The existence of the eldest brother can also be accompanied by someone. ”

Li Qiao said, looked at the second donkey, and his eyes moistened a little.

He has developed a withdrawn character since he was a child, and his heart has pinned on his deceased mother, who is the eldest brother who does not exist.

And now, the eldest brother is standing in front of him alive, and the grievances in his heart seem to be about to be vented, but he endures it stubbornly.

Li Qiao's experience made the second donkey feel a little empathetic, and even felt that Li Qiao was several times more sad than him.

Although he has experienced physical pain, he has been accompanied by his eldest brother since then, and he has lived a happy life.

And Li Qiao lives in the palace, although he is physically rich, but the loneliness in his heart may drive anyone crazy.

The second donkey muttered, "My mother, the queen, really did this, and when I found out the vein, she never saw me again, and I have long forgotten what she looked like." ”

"Pulse? But why..."

Li Qiao's eyes widened, and he stood up in disbelief and said, "How can the Absolute Pulse be cultivated to the peak of foundation building, and when I saw you flying just now, there seems to be some kind of bloodline breath in your body?!" ”

The second donkey thought about it for a while, and did not say that Mu Jiutian helped him in this matter.

Although Li Qiao gained his sympathy, he did not gain his full trust.

The second donkey's eyes were red, "Let's not mention this matter for the time being." ”

Touching the painting in his hand, the second donkey said in a trembling voice, "Qing'er... Give me a funeral? If I find out that Qing'er has been killed, what King Bian, what queen, all... It's not a pity to die! ”

Li Qiao hesitated for a moment and said, "Big... Brother, I have something to tell you. ”

The eldest brother's voice was a little unsmooth, but Li Qiao's face was obviously a little relaxed.

And the second donkey trembled, "Don't call me big brother, I'm numb... You can call me... Brother Yu. ”

After being the second brother for a lifetime, I was suddenly called the eldest brother, and I felt very awkward.

Big brother can only be big brother.

Li Qiao was a little happy, but he didn't expect that the eldest brother actually let himself call his brother!

What kind of bullshit prince identity, there is no such sound as Brother Yu.

Li Qiao said, "Brother Yu, I can't hide it, after I heard that Qing'er gave you a funeral... I'm going to dig your grave secretly... There weren't any women's bones in there..."

"Huh? Dig my grave? ”

"Ah, I was thinking, if I can use the soul attraction technique to get a real person out, wouldn't it be better than a puppet, and maybe she can tell your story..."

“……”

The second donkey was a little speechless, although the grave was dug up, but it was also good news.

When I saw the bones, I must have sent them.

There are no bones, it may be gone, or it may be still alive.

At this time, standing aside, without any sense of existence, the pastoral gang leader who has watched a lot of costume dramas, romance dramas, and novels spoke.

"Li Qiao, do you remember, in which book did you find that painting?"