Liu Qingyi picked up the little civet cat in a mountainous area more than a mile of Lupingzhuang, and put away the two bags and a broken talisman seal it brought, and his face was already full of joy, "Hey, it's really a competition between the snipe and the clam and the fisherman profits, this time relying on this little beast, I finally picked up a big bargain."

He hugged the little civet in one hand, flew south in the sky, made a big circle, took the direction of the beast spirit county, and flew west again.

A day later, we came to the top of a rolling mountain in Hongshan County.

Liu Qingyi's body was in shape, and he fell to a wooded place in the mountains, took out some dry food and spiritual food, fed the little civet, and nibbled on the dry food himself.

Over the course of a day, for fear of being chased, he flew around the bend several times. After a while, I flew southwest for a while, and then turned to the northwest, but it took a lot of time to go around and around, but I finally arrived at the boundary of Hongshan County.

After Hongshan, it is the Beast Spirit County.

Liu Qingyi's heart was relieved at this moment, he was sitting on a mountain rock in the forest, the color of groaning flashed on his face, he raised his hand and took out a black and red bag, looked at it slightly, and secretly thought in his heart: "This storage bag should be the biggest lottery this time, don't let yourself be happy."

Holding the joy of opening the gift, he began to inject Yuan Li into the bag, only to hear a "suddenly" sound, and the bag made a soft sound, like the sound of the wind blowing the curtain.

Liu Qingyi activated his divine consciousness and sank into the bag, and he was surprised to find that all kinds of things in it were clearly presented in his mind.

Nearby, a cyan talisman seal happened to be lying in the bag, looking at this talisman seal, he immediately felt happy in his heart, "Five Thunder Returning Talismans? I can't think there's another one here!"

Thinking that Wu Lianhe originally promised Mu Chuan to give him two Five Thunder Returning Talismans, except for the half used, it was reasonable to have one left in his bag. Thinking about it this way, Wu Lianhe didn't break his promise, I'm afraid he really wanted to fulfill his promise, but Mu Chuan thought too much.

After a brief look at this talisman, his divine sense turned around, and he found that on the side of the cyan talisman seal, three yellow talisman seals that were smaller were stacked together, and these three talisman seals were not unfamiliar, they were the water yuan shield talisman that Mu Chuan had used.

Thinking of the amazing defensive power of this talisman, Liu Qingyi's heart was already overjoyed, "It's gone, it's really sent this time."

Looking at the past one by one, in addition to these two kinds of talismans, there was also a letter and a large number of Lingyuan stones, and those Lingyuan stones were roughly counted, and there were more than 30,000 of them.

After a long time, Liu Qingyi withdrew his consciousness from his bag, and his face showed a look of ecstasy, Wu Lianhe's bag really did not disappoint him.

This time, he got a windfall, not only obtained four unattainable talismans, but also these more than 30,000 Lingyuan stones, which really improved his embarrassing situation. Thinking about the first form of the Great Coriander Sword Sutra, it is more than enough to produce thirty swords in a row, but there is no need to shrink back anymore, you can try to practice the second style.

After thinking about it like this, he grabbed Mu Chuan's gray bag again, injected with Yuan power, and when he immersed his divine consciousness in it, he took a skimming look at it, and then put down the bag with a disappointed face, and scolded angrily: "This dog thing is actually poorer than me."

In addition to the flying sword and a letter he made, there were only more than a hundred spirit yuan stones left in Mu Chuan's bag.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, remembering that Mu Chuan had wanted to buy back the Shui Yuan Shield Talisman in the hands of the black-robed man at a high price, how could there be only such a little Lingyuan Stone?

Thinking of this, he felt even more depressed in his heart, took out the flying sword, held it in his hand and looked left and right, and comforted himself: "Although this flying sword is not as good as his own mid-grade spirit treasure flying sword, it is also the best magic weapon among the low-grade spirit treasures, and it is worth a lot of money, so it is better than nothing."

He carried the flying sword and danced it for a while, before putting it away, followed by two bags in his hand, and secretly speculated: "The bags I have collected now, except for the one given to Chen Sui'er, there are still thirteen left, and these two are already fifteen. These things are all treasures that can be stored, and the space in them seems to be larger than the space of your own spirit ring, I don't know how much it is worth?"

I used to visit those immortal polders, and my attention was focused on spiritual grass, elixirs, spiritual treasures, etc., but I rarely found this kind of storage magic weapon in the world, maybe I didn't pay attention to it, and even if I saw it, I ignored it, heart

I can't help but have some hope for the value of this bag.

After a while, Liu Qingyi's face showed a look of curiosity, and from the two bags, he took out two things, but they were a black envelope and a gray paper letter.

The origin of this incident is in these two letters, but I don't know what kind of big secret there is in this letter, which actually caused several people to take it away, and Wu Lianhe even lost his life.

Hey, you have no place to step on the iron shoes, Lao Tzu didn't have much effort, a few people grabbed it, but in the end it fell into the hands of me, an irrelevant passerby.

He looked at the black envelope for a moment, remembering that this piece was taken out of Wu Lianhe's bag, and seeing that its cover was newer than the gray letter, he picked up the black envelope in one hand and said in his heart, "Look at this new one first." I opened the black envelope with my hand, and saw a goose-yellow letter paper sandwiched in it.

He carefully took out the letter paper, pinched a corner of it with both hands and slowly unfolded it, only to see several lines of black letters on it.

"Second son: Ask your grandmother and eldest son.

Since the old slave was entrusted by the master twenty-two years ago, he took Xiao Yao'er to Juntian City to live in seclusion, and wanted to contact the master's family several times, but because he remembered the master's instructions, he was not allowed to communicate with the Mu family without authorization, so as not to invite death for everyone, so he also cut off contact.

My lord once said that the more I hid, the safer the whole family would be.

The old slave had no children under his knees, Yao'er worshipped me as a father-in-law when she was three years old, and the old slave once thought, how could he be able to climb such a gold-carved daughter.

Now that Yao'er has grown up, she has enlightened the fairy spirit and worshiped the Southern Sect of the Heavenly Sect. She had asked me several times in private about her life experience, but the old slave really didn't know what to do, and every time she prevaricated and shirked, she really felt very guilty about this child.

When the old slave saw that person carrying Yao'er, he reported Yao'er's name, and gave the old man a letter, thinking that the letter must be Yao'er's birthday and family history.

The old slave was hindered by the matter of hiding his identity, and wanted to send a letter to inquire about it several times, but he was really afraid of revealing his secret, and he had to hide this matter in his heart.

The day before yesterday, I was shocked to hear that the old man had passed away, and the old slave hated that he couldn't serve left and right, and he couldn't see the last time he saw the master, and he couldn't sleep several times day and night, and he fell into tears.

The old slave is also in his last years, and he doesn't know how long he can live, but he is afraid that if he leaves, Yao'er's life experience will never be followed.

In desperation, I asked someone to bring this letter, and I hope that the second son will ask his grandmother, is the letter about Yao'er's life experience still there? Yao'er is now a personal disciple of the elders of the Tongtian Sect, and her status is precious, so she is no longer afraid that the enemy will come to her door.

If the letter is still there, please ask the second son to let the messenger come back with a message, and I will let Yao'er pick it up in the near future. The old slave also counted, but he had a matter on his mind, that is, he was willing to die.

The old servant Lin Songyuan bowed with tears."

After reading a letter, Liu Qingyi's eyes were already wide, and he looked at the last few lines of the letter, and the words "Tongtian Sect Elder Disciple" and "Yao'er" blew through his mind like a hurricane.

He sat for a while, his eyes flickered, and his thoughts flew to the Juntian City Immortal Conference, where he had visited Baihuafang at night. I heard the conversation between two women on a low tree in the workshop, one of them was the Elder of the Divine Shadow Hall, the Third Lady, and the other person on the tree that day was the woman who was called "Yao'er" by Mu Sanniang.

I said why I think that Yao'er's voice is a little familiar, I couldn't think about it for a while when I saw the woman in white at first glance, but now it seems that the fairy I saw earlier in the nameless mountain outside Yinyuan City, the masked woman named Yao'er who I bumped into in the Baihuafang last time, and the woman in white I met yesterday all seem to be the same person as the "Yao'er" referred to in the letter.

Under his reasoning, he couldn't help but feel unbelievable in his heart, and as soon as he raised his hand, he took out another letter from Mu Chuan's bag, spread it out and read it.

I saw that there were a lot of red blood spots splashed on the paper, and the books on it were all blood-colored handwriting, this was actually a blood letter! I couldn't help but look down with my eyes wide open.

"Qing Yao Wu'er, I don't know if you like this name? You are in swaddling clothes, and your mother will tell you

Don't be, don't hate your mother.

Mother's name is Zhu Linglong, you must remember. Along the way, my mother has suffered a lot, and it is not easy to give birth to you.

My mother wants to go back to deal with those bad people who are chasing from the sect, and I can't be with you anymore, and I think that I may never see you again, and my mother is really a little sad.

My Qingyao child, you remember, the surname Qing is the surname of the Moon Worship Immortal Kingdom. Your father is Qing Ziji, the lord of the Moon Worship Immortal Kingdom, and maybe he doesn't know your birth yet.

Alas, your father is really an ignorant father, and your mother is really a ridiculous mother, don't blame me.

My good boy, grow up quickly so that I can find my father!

Mother told you, you will tell your father in the future, that bad guy is called Su Qing, and he has made my mother so miserable. I want you to find Daddy and have him cut that beast into pieces."

At the end of a letter, it was already sprinkled with blood, and it looked extremely shocking.

Liu Qingyi clasped his palms lightly, put away the letter, and his face had changed color.

This last letter, written in blood, was filled with deep hatred and resentment at the end, which made his back chill rise for a while.

The information revealed in it surprised him even more, the woman who wrote the letter was Zhu Linglong, the mother named Qingyao, who hurriedly gave up the infant child, went back to fight with others, and was already determined to die.

What's even more shocking is that Na Qingyao's biological father is actually the lord of the Moon Worship Immortal Kingdom. The lord of the Moon Worship Kingdom came to Dasheng Immortal Kingdom to give birth to a daughter with a woman, which is not much different from the extramarital affair and illegitimate daughter and other bloody plots on TV.

The lord of an immortal country, I am afraid that his status is equivalent to that of the sect master of the Holy Rune Sect of the Dasheng Immortal Kingdom, and this kind of status and strength can't even protect his own women and children, which is even more incomprehensible.

Thinking of the fluttering Qingyao woman in white, whose life experience was so tortuous and bizarre, but she didn't know anything, Liu Qingyi couldn't help but sigh.

"Is this a blessing or a misfortune?"