The border of Hualuo, the mountains around the mountains, Fengqi Mountain House.

The doors and windows were all closed, and the room was filled with mist. Behind the kingfisher screen, there was a woman in the wooden barrel with half-exposed shoulders, her skin was as white as snow, her hair was dyed with ink, and she was wet and scattered on her shoulders, forming a sharp contrast with her snow-white skin, which made her look even more beautiful.

Qingzhu stood at the door, wanting to speak but he stopped. Through the doors and windows, he could smell the faint fragrance that penetrated from the gaps in the door panel. The fragrance was so sensuous that it made people unable to control themselves.

"Is there anything wrong?"

A cold sound came from the room, and the ice and snow were quiet.

Qingzhu said to the inside through the door and window: "Meng Kezhi has been sent over from the Demon Sect. Should we send someone there too?"

The woman in the room suddenly became interested and said, "Oh? I thought Meng Zong would let that boy Xue Dongyi come over, but I didn't expect that Meng Kezhi would come. This is not true."

Qingzhu understood what she meant, and Meng Kezhi's strength was unquestionable. When he came to Zhouyoushan, he would not completely obey his own arrangements, let alone control it in his hands. Instead, Meng Kezhi would become a nail embedded in his team. When doing things, he should be more cautious.

But it is undeniable that Meng Kezhi is a double-edged sword. His strength is better than a thousand troops. He can do something that others cannot do.

The wooden barrel was covered with petals, and some petals were stuck to the woman's collarbone, like kiss marks from her lover.

She sighed quietly, picked the petal, and said to the outsider: "Then I'll go to the Demon Sect to see what their sect is separated into? How come it has been operating for more than two years and has not been completely stabilized."

Qingzhu said in a deep voice: "It's not because Miao Li has been entrenched in Yanjing for many years. He doesn't let go. Who can steal food from his mouth? Meng Zong is just a villain. Why don't we just help Miao Li eradicate Meng Zong's guy?"

Indeed, if Miao Li had not been to ensure the overall strength of the Demon Sect, Meng Zong would not have survived until now, nor could he have cultivated the Apocalypse. It was just one mistake, one step was wrong, and it was already a waste of time. It would have been too late to say anything now.

The woman in the room continued to pull the water curtain, and the clattering sound was crisp and pleasant. She did not answer Qingzhu's question, but suddenly said sadly: "I heard that Miaoli has not been out of Yanjing for 17 years. Do you know why this is?"

Qingzhu said in confusion: "Because the Demon Sect cannot live without him?"

The woman sighed and said, "It is easy to separate people, and there is no need to do anything. Who really can't live without whom?"

She continued: "Yanjing has one missing Miao Calendar, and the next Miao Calendar will be filled. Yancheng remains unchanged and the Demon Sect has not changed. The reason why he really cannot live without Yanjing is in my opinion because of the past."

The woman in Qingzhujing also remembered it and frowned and asked, "Seventeen years ago, Bai Fangyun's death in Tongtian Tower?"

The woman's voice was a little higher: "Miao Li and Xiao Banshan each had their own opinions on Bai Fangyun's death, but Xiao Banshan was Bai Fangyun's junior brother. Miao Li had only known Bai Fangyun for a year and was not a fellow disciple. If it were you, who would you believe?"

Qingzhu said without thinking: "I naturally believe in Xiao Banshan. The friendship between my classmates and the righteousness of brothers can naturally stand the test."

The woman sneered: "For these days, you have known Miao Li's character. Even if he was seventeen years ago, a young boy, do you think people like Miao Li would lie?"

Will he lie?

This sentence echoed in Qingzhu's heart for a long time. For Qingzhu, Taixu Temple means a lot of things. He has always been unwilling to speculate on the disciples of Taixu Temple with malicious intentions. But at this moment, when the woman asked him this moment, he thought of the things Miao Li had done, and he couldn't help but start to doubt it.

Can people like Miao Li lie? How could he be lying?

Don’t forget that Xiao Banshan had almost no sense of existence under the cover of Bai Fangyun’s thousands of light. Who can be sure that Xiao Banshan did not lie!

Qingzhu wanted to argue for Xiao Banshan, but when he said that, he swallowed it back, because Qingzhu didn't believe it, Miao Li was the kind of person who could lie.

If Miao Li really killed Bai Fangyun, then even if he admitted this matter back then, so what? In the final analysis, this matter was all depended on Miao Li, and after so many years, he was still safe and sound.

After washing a bucket of water until now, there was no warm or comfortable feeling at the beginning. The woman in the room got out of the bath and brought out a sparse sound of water. She said lazily: "You go back, I want to rest, I will set off to Yanjing tonight."

Qingzhu clearly heard this, but he still stood at the door and did not leave.

The woman also knew that Qingzhu had not left. She wiped the water stains on her body unconsciously, put on a gauze dress, pushed open the window, sat in front of the dressing table, and gently combed her black hair with a wooden comb in front of the bronze mirror.

She seemed to be in a good mood, and while combing, she sang a song in front of the mirror:

"I looked at the spring mirrors on the left and right, and I sighed softly. How many times did I try the spring clothes? How many times did the poem turn? Who picked up the fallen flowers? Who looked at the makeup?"

"It would be better to follow the sky and open the leaves, send the lonely boat straight into the lotus flower roll, and weave the flowers back and forth, and eat them all with sweet and clear mouth!"

"The flowers are everywhere, the butterflies are hidden, and you can look under the moon through the window, and stop before the flowers for a while."

"Looking alone for a long time."

"Who knows about the worries of Youyou every time? I heard that he married Mingzhu and she married Jade, and it is not too late to vow!"

...

The woman's singing style was graceful, but there was a sense of sorrow in it. Qingzhu listened for a long time and finally couldn't help but speak, "Miss, is Changxi still saved?"

Speaking of his poor cat, Qingzhu looked anxious and restless like an innocent young man who encountered a difficult problem that he could not solve for the first time.

A voice came from inside, saying, "Doesn't you just stop doing anything to me if I don't save her?"

Qingzhu's face looked a little ugly and said in a deep voice: "If Feng Yueling hadn't helped block a thunder, I would have killed my enemy with my hands. Even if Chang Xi could not survive, I wouldn't feel too guilty."

Qingzhu clenched her fists and said, "But now Changxi is still sealed in the ice, but her enemy is still alive. How can you swallow this?"

The woman in the room sighed and said, "I know your feelings. Since you have chosen to believe me, you have to give me some time. Once you finish this period of work, I will immediately find a way to save Changxi."

Seeing Qingzhu silent, the woman said again: "Do you think I was pushing Changxi to force you to work hard for us?"

Qingzhu said: "Since I have followed my boss, I will do whatever the boss asks me to do."

Qingzhu paused and said dejectedly: "And I am fighting toward Taixu, what else do you want me?"

The woman laughed like a silver bell in the room, and she said, "You are fighting against Taixu? Haven't you figured it out yet? It's already been my last life to be a Taoist priest of Taixu Temple!"

This sentence was like a thunder that exploded in Qingzhu's heart. The scenes that once on Mo Yuan Mountain kept flashing in Qingzhu's mind. He closed his eyes and concentrated, and in a trance, he was really like dreaming of his previous life.

The woman continued, "So what if you still think about Taixu, so what if you know those Taoisms? Go back to Moyuan Mountain and try it. Do you think you can still walk alive? How can your elders and younger generations tolerate you?"

Qingzhu's face showed a look of pain, and every word of the woman stuck Qingzhu's heart, reopening the broken scar on her heart, and oozing fresh blood.

After a long time, Qingzhu finally calmed down and said, "Isn't he an exception, and Taixu Temple is not a completely unacceptable person to the alien spirit."

The woman in the room said, "Qingzhu, Qingzhu, don't you understand? Before his identity was exposed, he was like a fish in Taixu Temple. But once others knew that he was a strange spirit, he would not even have the chance to be made into a pot of soup. Since you have reached my hands, you must know that there is no way anyone in this world that will be willing to take you in except me."

Qingzhu was feeling a little depressed, and finally he nodded and said, "I know, Miss."

The woman in the room nodded lightly, and her tone softened, "Don't worry, I really don't have time to do this during this period. Everything should be the overall situation first. If I don't say it, you should know that my father is waiting for our good news on the other side. After the dust settles, I will definitely give you a complete Changxi."

After receiving the woman's promise, Qingzhu felt a little confident and said, "Thank you, Miss, I understand."

The woman yawned and said, "You go back, I need to sleep for a while, and I will set out north tonight."

Qingzhu said hesitantly: "Miss, Canglang has also broken through the realm of breaking through the void."

The woman said strangely: "Is it so fast? He seems unwilling to do things for us anymore."

Qingzhu replied: "Canglang did say so, and his strength is really terrible. Once he is out of our control..."

Qingzhu didn't continue to say it, but the meaning was obvious and could no longer be obvious. Canglang did not have the sword spirit energy, and Bai Shu could fight at the same level without any power to fight back. But now, this man is broken!

The woman thought for a while before saying, "With the help of the Demon Sect, we can't use him anymore. To be on the safe side, when Meng Kezhi arrives, he will ask him to send Canglang on the way."

After saying this, the woman felt a little uneasy, because if you can't kill someone like Canglang, then the consequences will probably be endless. But if you don't kill him, he might come out to disrupt the situation, and things will be even more difficult to deal with.

Qingzhu wanted to persuade the woman, but after thinking for a while, she gave up. She responded and stepped back.

The woman was lying on the bed, kicking her delicate jade feet randomly, looking playful, and she lost the mature atmosphere just now.

She put her chin on the jade pillow, staring at the gray beads in her hand for a moment, and she kept playing with it.

I have to say that Chen Ci rode alone and broke into Lengjia Town in a daze. His cold and resolute look was indeed too lethal!
Chapter completed!