"Where is the Qiantang City Lord?"

From the time the two of them caught up until now, Qingya had not found the figure of the Qiantang City Lord and Xia Ci, and at this moment, in the face of the Wildfire Sect members who had lost their resistance, Qingya questioned them again.

"Qiantang City Lord? Isn't the city lord of Qiantang right in front of you? ”

The elder was half-kneeling, his sword on the ground, and let out a disdainful sneer.

"The two of you came to visit late at night before, I'm afraid they came for the silver ticket, but it's a pity that Zhong Yan and they came at the wrong time, otherwise, how could they let you find an opportunity?"

At this moment, the elder's voice was no longer as thick as before, and as his hands smeared on his face, his appearance had become that of the Qiantang City Lord.

For a long time, the city lord of Qiantang was actually disguised by this person.

"What about the city lord himself, what have you done to him?" The blade of the sword in Qingya's hand moved forward a few points again, and it was already against the elder's chest.

"What do you say?" The sneer on the elder's face deepened.

"Also, isn't what you ask for is the rigidity of the silver ticket, do you really think that I will carry it with you? Tell you, the stereotype is not on this ship, nor is it in the City Lord's Mansion, there are still many Holy Sect disciples in Qiantang City, do you think you can really save these thousands of people? Hahaha!

Yes, that's the kind of expression, get angry, get angry, you two defeated Jin Dan with Zhuji, I admit that you do have the ability, but so what, in terms of strategy, in terms of calculation, you two are just hairy children who are not deeply involved in the world, what do you fight with me? ”

The Elder's voice couldn't help but raise a few points, and the wanton smile on his face became even bigger, bordering on madness.

"What you're talking about, is this it?" A word as crisp as a nightingale interrupted his laughter.

The voice came from the gloomy cabin, getting closer and closer, and by the moonlight, two shadows slowly approached.

A person is not wearing powder, her waist is like a stream, her jade arms are cold, the moon-white dress seems to blend with the moonlight, she is like the morning dew that wakes up in the morning, and even the night is shining with soft light around her. One person has willow eyebrows and cloud hair, ears with bright moon bells, Luo skirt fragrant dew jade hairpin wind, feather coat swaying with the lotus step, it is Xia Ci and Wuwu two.

At this time, Xia Porcelain's arms were holding a bronze plate, and the words such as the face value of the year name were engraved on it, which was the silver ticket stereotype that caused this turmoil.

"Xiao Porcelain, you have been deceived by them, come to Dad, they are very dangerous."

Seeing Xia Ci, the elder immediately took on the tone of the city lord, and at first glance, he really felt a little bit like a loving father who cared about his daughter's comfort.

"Shut up, you old monster, pretending to be my father for more than a year, I can't wait to cut you with a sword."

"I've been watching your every move for the past year, and I've known this stereotypical hiding place for a long time."

Xia Ci looked at the stereotype in his hand, and as the surface of the stereotype was flipped, all the facets of different denominations were revealed.

Seeing that his identity was revealed, the elder turned to the carefree on the other side and asked, "Do you have a share, Holy Maiden?" The word "saint" bites extraordinarily hard.

"Such a delicate little beauty, you actually locked her up on this ship, I couldn't bear it, so I let her out."

Between the carefree words, there is an excitement that can't be stopped.

"Xiao Porcelain, although I pretended to be your father, but for more than a year, I have treated you like my own daughter, why do you doubt me? I'll take you to Jinling, to Luoyang, to Chang'an, and when we make enough money, I'll let you enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth, and we'll be like real fathers and daughters, okay?

Holy Maiden, the Wildfire Holy Sect has raised you for more than ten years, you are the proud son of heaven who has won from the cruel elimination, when he is revived, you will have the supreme position, why, do you want to betray the Holy Sect? ”

Faced with the elder's question, Wuwu walked up to her and replied word by word: "Once, I did think that the Holy Church was our home, but you used that isolated island to take away my companions, to take away my health with the Mingyu Broken Yuan Flower, and to take away my freedom with the floating of dark incense, and even my dignity had to be trampled underfoot, I can't wait to eat your flesh raw!" The last few words, carefree has gritted his teeth and spit out with red eyes.

Perhaps not relieved enough, he stood up without worry, walked to the side of the Holy Spirit, looked condescendingly at the man he had looked up to, and then stomped on the door in front of him.

Qingya looked at the pointed heels of her boots, raised her hand and touched her cheek, she couldn't help but feel a chill, it seems that in the future, it is better to mess with her less.

There was a glimmer of light on the eastern horizon, and before you knew it, a long night had passed.

On the roof of the attic of the City Lord's Mansion, Qingya and Hua Qing'er sat side by side, watching the golden light rising from the sky dispel the darkness. Qingya looked at the northwest sky, and there was still a vast expanse in the distance, and the place they were going to next, Chang'an City, was under that sky.

There was a "click", and there was a sound of landing on the tiles behind him, and the person who came quietly walked to Qingya's side and sat down against him.

Worry-free changed out of her fluttering feather coat, wore a water-blue skirt of trolling immortals, a white jade flute pulled up her long hair, and she washed off her makeup, she was still as glamorous as the morning glow.

"The underground of this city lord's mansion, I don't know how many days they have dug up the secret passage, we found the city lord himself inside, fortunately, he has not worried about his life, but his body is too weak, Xia Ci is taking care of her father." Worry-free told Qingya about the following situation,

Fortunately, everything caught up and did not lead to the worst results. No, it seems like I'm missing something.

"Where the Holy Spirit is, take me to Him quickly."

Qingya hurriedly got up and was about to jump off the attic, but was stopped by Wuwu again.

"Okay, okay, when you think about it, the daylilies are cold, No, look."

Sanssouci shook her palm at Qingya, at her slender fingertips, there was a piece of dead wood-like object, Qingya looked closer, it was a dark white branch, with black bright lines on the surface, and it was exuding a special fragrance of plants and trees, which was the dark fragrance carried by Sanssoucia's body.

"It turns out that you have already got it, and I am really sorry that you forgot such an important thing by focusing on the fight last night. Qingya lowered her head in some shame.

"Fortunately, your young lady was careful and shot down the crown of the Holy Spirit's hair, so I picked it up,"

Worry-free lowered his head sideways and looked at Qingya's face from the bottom up: "Eh, is this a very important thing for you, obviously whether I am dead or alive has nothing to do with you." ”

"The gentleman has made a promise, since I promised the girl, in my heart, it is a very important thing, this time I have broken my promise, and I hope the girl will forgive."

"Haha, you look so stupid, it's so funny, is this a disciple of the Xuanmen Righteous Path?" Wu Wu said, and stretched out his right hand to pinch Qingya's face, but was knocked down by Hua Qing'er on the other side.

"Don't pinch his face."