"This ......"

Yan Xi was puzzled, "Please also ask the Lord to solve your doubts." ”

"Let the Sorrow Hall come to sell my elixir, and the money you will get will definitely be more than in the Baoyun Building, but behind the Baoyun Building is the ghost market. Today we sell him a ghost market, and if we need their help on another day, they will not be able to refuse. ”

Hua Yuqiong said, a dark light crossed her eyes.

"What I fancy is the benefits that the ghost market behind it brings to our Bishanju."

After Yan Xi heard this, he admired Hua Yuqiong even more in his heart.

"Lord Yingyin."

"You let Qian suddenly prepare in advance for the cloudy day, and I'll take Lan Shao around."

Hua Yuqiong said, walking outside.

"Yes."

"That's right," Hua Yuqiong paused and turned around, "I'll ask Lin Yi and Zhao Wuyong to find someone to make me a set of clothes, if I haven't done it well in the morning, I'll put it in my room first when it's done in the future." ”

"Yes."

*

The old man looked at himself being eaten by the old man opposite again, and his brows furrowed again.

Zhan Long Hou snorted and asked, "I heard that you plan to send my precious granddaughter to Tianyan Academy?" ”

"What's your granddaughter?"

The old man stared at the chessboard and ate two dragons.

"I sent my granddaughter to Tianyan Academy, and that was her own choice. Besides, I think it's for her. ”

"That's the same," Zhan Longhou picked up a chess piece, looked at the chessboard, and put the chess piece down, "Qi'er heard that Qiong'er went to Tianyan, and also chose Tianyan." Lan'er also said that he wanted to go to Tianyan, but he was worried about the holy dragon body, and he hadn't decided whether to go or not. ”

The old man stroked his beard and said, "I should be able to go." After all, the college admissions election is once every three years, and the saint shouldn't want him to miss this election. ”

"Well, I think so."

War Dragon nodded approvingly, staring at the chessboard, thinking about how to take the next step.

Lying in bed on the night of the festival, he looked out the window boredly at the darkening sky. Suddenly, a serious expression appeared in the room, but his always indifferent look was anxious at the moment.

"Holy Venerable, something is wrong! There is news from the palace that Rao Gong has rebelled, the high priest has been plotted and seriously injured, and now the palace is in dire straits, and they are trying to stabilize the situation. The High Priest wants you to go back and put the traitors in order! ”

"Rao Gong mutiny?"

The night frowned, and suddenly rolled over from the bed.

"Yes. The High Priest said that Rao Gong had caused trouble several times after you were sealed, intending to be honored, but the High Priest and the Nightmare had always been on strict guard. Except for the high priest and the rest of the ministers who could be trusted faithfully, the rest of the palace did not know that you had awakened. Rao Gong colluded with the Protoss to seize the honor, I am afraid that it is also because he does not know your news that he will be so bold. ”

"What about Qiu Xiu?"

At the mention of Qiu Xiu, Yan frowned, "Qiu Xiu, since you were sealed, he has left the Demon Realm, wandering around looking for a way to lift the seal for you, and no one knows his whereabouts. ”

Sai Ye rubbed his eyebrows, took out the pill that Lianyu had given him earlier, and the chill in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Return to the Demon Palace with the deity."

He replied, "Yes! ”

After a pause, his eyes glanced at the shadows under the light, and said coldly: "During the period when the deity is away, you take care of the painting Yuqiong, and there must be no mistakes!" ”

"Yes!"