As an omniscient and unforgettable system, it should be said that Qiqi herself should remember the things she has experienced, but Qiqi is too intelligent, and her mind contains countless truths and discussions, so she doesn't believe in the seemingly unfathomable dialogue of the old way, and the things that happened after going down the mountain are related to herself, so Qiqi didn't care too much about it, and she couldn't remember what the old Tao said to Yixi at the beginning.

After answering Yixi's words, Qiqi glanced at Yixi's expression with a weak heart.

I saw that Yixi's eyes were slightly long and empty, as if he was thinking about something.

For a long time, under Qiqi's gaze, Yixi picked up the bamboo chopsticks, sandwiched a peach blossom crisp and put it on the empty plate not far from him.

The greedy Qiqi still didn't understand what Yixi meant, so he hurriedly turned into a spirit beast and jumped out of his consciousness to feast.

After holding the chopsticks and adding another piece of pastry to her bowl, Yixi spoke up and asked, "This year's sacrificial ceremony, can the Thousand Machine Sect come back?" ”

"It will come," Qiqi nodded, and replied after taking a bite of the pastry, "The Thousand Machines Sect has some interests with the royal family, and the head of the sect has already arranged it, just waiting for the festival to begin." ”

"Who to send?" Yixi asked again, throwing out several questions one after another, "Who is the real person here?" Will you bring your disciples here? ”

And most importantly......

After drinking a few sips of white porridge, Yixi put down the soup spoon, "This year's ceremony, where is Wuchen?" ”

When it came to the absence of a car, Yixi's tone became light and light, as if he had accidentally thought of it and mentioned it casually.

But Qiqi, who was familiar with Yixi, put down the pastry on her lips and wiped the residue on her face with her paws, she knew that Yixi was not unintentional, but intentional.

The softer the tone, the more intentional it proves to Yixi.

"He ......," Qiqi said in an awkward tone, "There is no city, just a distant view of the festival outside the city." ”

"And then he was favored by the Lord God, and became your intended host at the festival?" Seeing a trace of bad emotions flashing in Qiqi's eyes, Yixi guessed.

The sacrificial ceremony, the gods pay special attention, so they will also pay more attention to this small world, and the expression and tone of Qiqi can also guess the approximate - this ceremony, the god noticed Wuchen, and because of this, the god issued an order to Qiqi to come to the Shengqing Continent to use the theoretical wizard to improve the shortcomings of the early son of luck, as his early mentor.

"Well," Qiqi nodded, the host guessed too correctly this time, and even the thoughts of the gods were guessed by Yixi very much, "Being favored by the gods is the beginning of his misfortune." ”

"Those people who destroyed the festival are disciples of the Heavenly Cultivation Sect, right?" Listening to Qiqi's emotion, Yixi's words suddenly changed and asked Qiqi.

Qiqi, who had insight into the past events in the world, nodded and said, "Satana mistook you for that person as the mastermind of this time, they thought that the Pei family thousands of years ago was not worthy of the sacrifice of future generations, and they sneered at the rule of the Zhao family. ”

In the eyes of these remnant disciples, the Zhao family and the Pei family were in cahoots thousands of years ago, and this time they subverted the status of the first sect of the Tianxiu faction, although when the Tianxiu faction was broken, the Pei family had already disappeared between heaven and earth, and there was no descendant to be found.

"1053 taught her very well," Qiqi snorted coldly, although 1053 looked down on her own previous hosts, but in the face of interests, it was also willing to teach the host how to do it, and with what skills.

This group of so-called Heavenly Cultivation Sect disciples was brainwashed thoroughly enough by the 1053 master and servant.

The previous disciples of the Heavenly Cultivation Sect, Jade Saucer, have long been restored, how can there be any personal disciples to speak of, it is just a means for Satana and 1053 to control people.

"She hates the Pei family very much," Qiqi's words made Yixi chuckle twice, but the expression on his face was surprisingly indifferent, and there was a shocking killing intent in his eyes, "If she wants to break the festival, this monarch will protect it." ”

Qiqi didn't know when he continued to pick up the pastry and nibble on it, while listening to Yixi's words.

Although he couldn't find out the relationship between the two in the past, his host also seemed to hate Shatana, who was trapped by the cultivator that day......

Outside the suburbs of the imperial city, the sound of sacrifices was boiling, and countless foreigners from the city gate poured into the city.

"It seems that we can't enter the city," looking at the black oppressive figure scurrying at the city gate, the man in linen and coarse cloth muttered, turning his head to look at the few people behind him, "Senior Brother Wuchen, do we still want to go in?" ”

Looking at the movement not far away, Wuchen smiled slightly on his face, comforting the gradually restless junior brothers and sisters, "For a while, we won't be able to enter, Senior Brother Yuanyi will pass a paper flying eagle to Uncle Junior, we can't enter the city and rest in the suburbs." ”

Yuan Yi nodded, glanced at the box on the side, and laughed happily, "Fortunately, the precious things were sent into the city early, otherwise Uncle Shi would be in trouble......"

As a few people were talking, the person with the black hat on his head touched it, drew his knife and slashed it at the disciple of the Thousand Machines Sect.

Although the disciples who came this time were not Qingxiao and the others, they were extremely powerful, but they sensed the killing intent of the man in black at the first time, and the disciple who was attacked pulled out his knife and slashed a sword qi behind him to block the sneak attack of the man in black.

"What do you want to do at the feet of the Son of Heaven?" The other disciples reacted and drew their swords to confront him.

The disciple who was closer to Wuchen raised his other hand to protect Wuchen behind him.

"I don't want to." The black-clothed man Jie Jie smiled darkly, raised his long sword and aimed at the box carried by Wuchen and a few people, "Rob." ”

When the words fell, the disciples of Qianjizi stopped talking, and some of the disciples smiled slightly on the corners of their mouths, as if they had heard a big joke, "You want to rob us?" Just for these boxes? ”

In order not to be too ostentatious, several of them specially changed into sackcloth, thinking that this thief did not know his identity and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to grab some gold and silver treasures to go back.

Suddenly, the tense hearts of several disciples were slightly lowered, and the little thief was just a little thief, and he was sent away with a little lesson.

But in the next second, the words spoken by the thief made them extremely vigilant.

"Well, the things of the disciples of the Thousand Machines Sect are the best after all." The hairy thief laughed again, and swung the long sword in his hand, and then, under the black mist, countless sword arrows attacked.

"Be careful." Wuchen shouted and called out to the disciples, "Retreat." ”

After receiving the first wave of arrow rain, the disciples all took a few steps back, and the disciples were close to each other, and there was deep fear in their eyes.

Throwing out the cold light and shocking scissors, Yuan Yi, who was slightly higher than the other disciples, snorted lightly, "There is such a big movement at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and when the patrol army comes over later, you can't eat and walk around." ”

The man in black sneered, and several cultivators wearing Thousand Machine Sect clothes walked out of the black mist behind him, "You can't help but think too highly of yourself." ”

The disciples behind the black-clothed man made the disciples panic, the most taboo of the Thousand Machines Sect was cannibalism, and now they secretly attacked them to death.

"Senior brother......" Yuan Yi called softly, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

In the first duel, their side has already lost the upper hand, and I am afraid that they will not be able to return to the sect again......

Looking at the panicked junior brothers and sisters, Wuchen showed a gentle smile, "The people behind Your Excellency, why do you want to disguise yourself as disciples of my sect?" ”

"You're sharp-eyed," the man in black smirked, "but it's better for the dying not to speak." ”

After speaking, the disguised disciples behind the black-clothed man attacked Wuchen and the others.

For a while, the sound of swords clashing in the black fog was endless.

"The positioning of Wuchen is here," above the city wall, Yixi stood in the breeze, and her heavy and gorgeous red clothes were particularly conspicuous.

Qiqi, who was floating beside him, carefully searched every inch of land outside the city, "Strange, why don't you see others, could it be that my function is ...... by the Heavenly Dao"

"Southeast Corner." When Qiqi doubted his life, Yixi opened his mouth and said, his index finger pointing to the empty clearing, "Formation trickster, use spiritual power to attach your eyes to see." ”

"Formation?" Hearing this, Qiqi mobilized his spiritual power according to Yixi's instructions.

As Qiqi's eyes turned blue-gold, it finally saw the situation on the ground.

Wuchen and the others were besieged by a group of people, and the situation was extremely dangerous.

"As far as I know, Wuchen hasn't experienced this," Wuchen was in trouble in front of him, Qiqi's eyes widened, and he wanted to rush over to save him.

"In the original timeline, Wuchen's original intention was not here, but he just passed by and glanced at the festival a little, and that's it......"

Watching Wuchen and the others desperately guarding the big box, Qiqi felt that the timeline was chaotic.

It's just too messy.

It was so messy that she couldn't handle it.

"Big guy," shook his head, Qiqi turned around and looked at Yixi pitifully, she went back to deal with the problem of the timeline, and the top priority was to save Wuchen first.

Looking coldly at Wuchen, who was at a disadvantage, Yixi was unmoved, "What should I do if I get my clothes dirty." ”

"This dress was made by Zhao Zhili according to his preferences, and he didn't sleep for a few days, so that it couldn't get dirty."

"......" Qiqi gritted his teeth in hatred, "Host, what do you want." ”

"Nutrition Chamber." Yixi said quickly, "Put it into this world." ”

Qiqi sighed long, what should I do if my host is too inch-deep?

Online and other solutions, urgent!

"If you don't give it, forget it, after coming out for so long, Zhao Zhili should also find Benjun." Seeing that Qiqi was silent, Yixi said, turned around and left.

Seven Seven One gritted his teeth, "Okay, I promise you." ”

According to the operation of the world, she cannot put out the products that do not belong to the current world, but there is one more rule on this rule between their systems: if the host has a strong request, without affecting the normal operation of the world, she can upload the host's thirst for the item, so as to apply for delivery.

Although he has gotten out of control and betrayed the main god, Qiqi, who has long since invaded the master's brain many times, is still sure that he can do it.

But is it just a broken iron box, give it to her, the spicy chicken host is in danger!!

When the words fell, the seal in Yixi's hand was struck downward.

Suddenly, the surrounding wind rose strongly, and a cloud of black fog spread out of the clearing.

"Look for death." The leading black-clothed man's sword was on top of Wuchen's head, and a female voice with a thousand miles of frozen chill sounded, and the next moment, the black-clothed man noticed that he couldn't move.

The familiar spiritual power appeared, and the dustless and unwavering face flashed with joy, and Yun Yi, who was spitting out blood on the side, shouted, "Senior Sister Qingge." ”

"Hmm," retracting the Ten Thousand Swords Phantom, Yixi fought with his hands, and his emotions responded lightly.

"Qingge, Ling An's personal biography is really extraordinary," the man in black who forcibly reopened the confinement with spiritual power snorted coldly, waved his hand and was unwilling to retreat, "Count your luck as lucky, you won't be so lucky next time......"