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With all that said, Qin Yi calmed down.

Wuxian was right, it seemed that he didn't know what he wanted now.

Since you don't want her to get together with other beautiful boys, then you are entangled in this and that, what are you going to do in the end?

Is it human or not?

In a practical political sense, it is indeed impossible for Wuxian to be alone forever, and the courtiers have been boiling over this matter for so many years, and everyone is really not for personal gain, but for the sake of the country.

You can't blame everyone for not believing in the longevity of immortals...... This illness has proven that even if you are successful in your cultivation, you can still be killed. And the more immortal cultivators are, the more chaotic and weird situations they may encounter, everyone has no confidence at all, and their hearts are as weak as rootless duckweed.

Wuxian is twenty years old, is it really dragged on like this? Some people say that they will hit the board?

Time flies, and for immortal cultivators, ten or twenty years are a snap of a finger. If you still shrink your head as an ostrich this time and leave directly, I don't know how many years you will see you next time, at that time, there will be no immortals in your thirties or fortyes, can you drag it on?

Either you really want to find a royal husband, or you ......

Qin Yi squeezed his palms tightly, feeling that his palms were full of sweat.

Li Wuxian didn't urge, just looked at him quietly, his eyes were not Qin Yi's usual admiration and gentleness, for the first time in front of the master, he showed a serious and awe-inspiring appearance, at this moment, it seems that it is not the apprentice who sells cuteness to the master, it is not the delicate girl who is excited, it is an emperor who is saying, I am waiting for you to have an answer.

It seemed that they had been looking at each other for a long time, but in fact they were only counting breaths, Qin Yi took a deep breath, suddenly bowed his head, and kissed her the lips.

Li Wuxian opened his eyes and blinked twice, and the awe-inspiring color slowly turned into watery light, and then slowly closed again. The slightly stiff body leaning against the tree slowly softened, and there was no longer any strength.

There is no need for words, Master's meaning is already clear.

At least it's stamped.

The emperor adds a seal, then it is difficult to chase the horse, and the world is boiling and cannot be recovered.

The compass of the Void can be broken forever.

This kind of kiss is also different from the dream.

There is a hot and humid temperature, there is his breath, there is a soft touch. There is also a reflection in himself, as if he has lost all his strength. His embrace is stronger, broader, warmer, and stronger, like the feeling of spreading its wings to protect itself from the wind and rain for so many years.

His condescending kiss was like a conquest.

In fact, Li Wuxian also had a faint emotion of anger and disgust in his heart, just like the previous dream when he wanted to push away his master's subconscious, but she pressed him back.

Probably I imagined it before, because I didn't want to be conquered by any man like this, even if it just seemed like that. It's okay to say it's a phobic man.

Only the Master can, and only the Master has this qualification.

This is Master, what are you angry about...... Really, didn't he make it happen by himself? Finally, the master was willing, so what kind of hypocrisy?

Li Wuxian suppressed his strange emotions and threw himself into the kiss with his master, and the silent palace night became gentle, and even the sound of eunuchs and palace maids eating in the distance became no longer annoying, but became a catalyst for a better atmosphere between the two.

So glamorous.

Just as the two of them were getting better, an earth-shattering explosion suddenly sounded in the distance on the outskirts of the city, accompanied by gunfire that pierced through the sky.

Shattered the drunken night.

The two parted at the same time, looking at the guns in the distance.

"Qingjun!"

"Auntie!"

Shame flashed in the eyes of both of them, but they didn't have time to say more, Qin Yi immediately said: "You go back to the palace first, go to find the little ghost and An An, don't leave them for half a step, I'll go to support your aunt." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Wuxian had already found himself transferred to the door of the dormitory. She was also a little shocked in her heart, Master's cultivation was so high, how did this technique like time and space shift be achieved?

Such a master, like a mortal, carrying himself step by step, slowly walking in the night in the palace, that feeling......

She turned her head and saw the little ghost looking up at the sky, the ceiling as if it couldn't hinder its cognition at all, and its eyes were solemn.

............

At about the time when Li Wuxian's dream was shattered, Li Qingjun and Yu Sheng searched every place that the eunuch had been to after a night of pursuit, and finally locked down the biggest suspicion.

The altar built by the Witch God Sect was originally used to share the fortune of the country, so that the process of summoning gluttony would not go wrong. As a result, the altar was destroyed by Xiyue and Li Duanxuan, which led to a backlash of luck, and the gluttonous plan fell short, but he ran away with Qin Yi and became a dog......

This altar was later renovated by Li Wuxian, and the connection with the Wushen Sect has been severed, and it has become an altar for worshipping ancestors, which can also be regarded as a scene of the Jingshi.

After various investigations by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, it was revealed that this eunuch had come to this vicinity alone.

A eunuch cleaning in the palace, what is he doing at the royal altar of worship?

"There's the smell of prayer and god-like magic. Yu Shang, who is used to praying to the ancestors and the Phoenix Emperor in the clan, is very sensitive to this kind of breath: "Before, the husband also felt the divine thoughts, saying that there are spell fluctuations here, but everyone didn't care, after all, it is an altar to worship ancestors, and it is normal to have this kind of breath." ”

The ancestral prayer techniques belong to the lineage of witchcraft. It's just that this kind of thing, some of which have become traditions, and some of which have become Taoist arts, are commonplace, but they forget that this is essentially witchcraft. As soon as you get in touch at this moment, it's easy to get some associations from it.

Li Qingjun said: "We will indeed do ancestor sacrifices here, and there are also Taoist priests of the Qianlong Temple to cast spells, which is true." But it's been a few months since the festival was held in early spring...... If there is any remnant of spell fluctuations, it should have dispersed long ago, so that it would not be perceived by Qin Yi from afar, right?"

The two of them looked at each other, and they both thought of the reason.

Someone must have taken advantage of the fact that there was a similar spell in this place to hide and cast a spell inside.

Otherwise, it is difficult to explain that a witchcraft that has been practiced for a long time has no signs, and the signs are masked in the fluctuations that everyone is accustomed to, and they do not care.

"There must be someone hiding at the bottom of the altar!" Li Qingjun had a silver spear in his hand, and suddenly stabbed down.

With a "boom", the entire altar was overturned.

This is Li Qingjun, if he changed someone, he didn't dare to overturn the altar of worshipping his ancestors, Li Qingjun didn't bother to care so much, his ancestors were still making turtles in Penglai Sword Pavilion, what sacrifice!

The smoke cleared, and a hole appeared at the bottom of the overturned altar, which was unfathomably deep, and it looked like it had been operating here for some time.

Li Qingjun was about to go down, but Yu Sheng grabbed her: "Don't worry, I can force people to come up." ”

Li Qingjun turned her head to look at her, her impression of this feather man was really good, like a silent guard, and her execution was very good. 's straight body and temperament are quite similar to her.

Seeing that the wings of the feather clothes fluttered, and the air around him was rolling, Li Qingjun clearly felt that the ** part of the ground began to have a strange coercion, as if the internal qi was sucked away, and there was some invisible force in the outside world that caused it to close, and he could feel the pressure as if it was about to be crushed into powder, and he couldn't survive at all.

"Whoosh!" A touch of blood rushed up from the bottom of the pit, and there were really people inside, who were forced out!

Li Qingjun's silver spear was like lightning, and he went straight to the blood light.

With a muffled sound, Li Qingjun took a few steps back, his hands trembled slightly, the other party was very strong!

She came with a small fragment given by Qin Yi, her cultivation has not been slow over the years, and now she is a martial arts cultivator who has returned to her heart, and she actually suffered a loss in the collision of power?

The other party is not Qianyuan.

The blood light dissipated, and the figure of the other party appeared in the smoke.

A Tibetan man, with a bearded face, a red upper body, a wooden staff in his hand, and a bone chain around his neck.

Typical ancient wizard image.

It is also the mainstream image of many people in the Wushen Sect, and the Feng Bu who was killed at the beginning is this image.

The person in front of him was also an acquaintance, and Li Qingjun was even more familiar with him than Feng Buyi.

The ancestor of the Western Wilderness, the Venerable of the Mountain.