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Chapter 37 I'm gone, he's here(2/2)

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Xia Xiaoxiao looked at Li Qiubei's retreating back and subconsciously stepped out, wanting to catch up. However, as soon as he took half a step, he quickly realized and took it back.

After staying in the same place for a long time, she finally sighed, put away all the feminine emotions on her face, revealed a completely different majesty and coldness when she was getting along with Li Qiubei, and regained the dignity and sternness that only belongs to the Great Xia Lord.

attitude.

The war between the two realms is about to break out. The demons begin to make noise on the battlefield outside the realm, and clowns continue to surface in the human realm.

These were truly eventful times, and she had a lot to do.

For example, the incident of Prince Qing's liaison with the demon clan was a headache for her at the moment.

Just like Li Qiubai.

A monk in the Eighth Realm can live an extra 20,000 years if he survives one calamity. Li Qiubai has completed the Eighth Realm and has a lifespan of more than 100,000 years. Why is he so seizing the day and not even willing to stay in Chang'an longer?

Not because of internal and external troubles, the human race was facing a life and death crisis. Li Qiubei did not dare to waste any time. He wanted to go to the Sword Fairyland again before the war broke out, so that he could face the demons.

Their monks have a long life span. As long as they can get through this hurdle, what does the temporary separation mean?

If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?

Xia Xiaoxiao convinced herself again in her heart, floated up, and turned back to Chang'an City

The distant sound of drums echoed, the majestic Xuanwu Gate of Chang'an City was wide open, and crowds of people were constantly coming in and out like a tide. It seemed calm and everything was normal.

But today, among the tidal wave of people, there was an extraordinary person.

It was the seventh year of Tianyuan, early summer, because King Qing of Great Xia had lax control, which led to appalling "guarding and stealing" among his heirs, and connected with the demon clan.

Under the supervision of the Chang'an Sword Immortal, King Qing personally escorted all the "rebels" who participated in colluding with the demons into Chang'an, and stayed in Chang'an to plead guilty and voluntarily accept the investigation of the Great Xia Lord.

Afraid of having too much impact, this matter was not widely circulated and announced to the world. Only a few powerful monks knew about it.

But there is no airtight wall in the world, so gossip can always spread to every corner at an alarming speed. Soon the news that King Qing entered Chang'an caused a huge shock.

Because the significance of this matter is really too great, too terrifying, and too terrifying.

However, no one knows that the truly terrible things have just begun to happen.

As the new Emperor Qing of Great Xia entered the city, some characters hidden in the shadows that no one had ever thought of began to quietly move.

Just like a shark with red eyes in the sea, ready to bite anyone at any time.

Qingluomen.

The mountain gate is majestic, towering, and shrouded in clouds and mist, giving it a fairy-like atmosphere.

This is one of the top sects in Xingzhou.

But at this moment, in the core of Qingluo Gate, in a secret room.

The black mist enveloped her, forming dark chains. In the center of the chain, there was a woman whose figure was extremely blurry because of the black mist. Her face could not be seen clearly, but her figure could be seen.

Her body was trembling, as if she was suffering some kind of pain.

Because, these black mist are clearly demonic energy!

The demonic energy is constantly eroding her flesh and blood and refining her blood. No wonder she is in such pain.

"You have persisted for so long. You are worthy of being a monk in Xiuchun." There was an old man in the secret room, sitting cross-legged. His appearance was vicissitudes of life and his face was ferocious.

He is one of the elders of the Qingluo Sect, and is called Elder Murong by his disciples. He is a monk who has perfected the cultivation of gods.

But this is only his superficial identity. He also has an identity as an underworld monk that is not enough for outsiders.

"You, Brother Xiuchun, have been tyrannizing over us monks in the underworld all day long, causing us no peace. I never thought that one day you would fall into my hands."

Elder Murong's eyes were extremely gloomy, "Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, things have really changed!"

He is using a secret method to torture the woman in front of him. Only in this way can he satisfy his vicious and vicious thoughts.

At this time, the demonic energy surrounding the entire secret room suddenly swayed, and the black mist moved, revealing the face of the woman in the black mist.

It was an extremely beautiful and heroic face, with sharp and delicate eyebrows. Even though he was suffering tremendous pain, there was still lingering perseverance hidden in his eyes.

Tantai is clear and moist.

She was gritting her teeth to support herself, her consciousness gradually blurring.

But compared to the physical torture, her heart was more painful.

She received information from the building and came to Qingluo Sect to investigate the situation.

As a result, before reaching Qingluo Sect, hundreds of miles away from Qingluo Sect, they encountered a long-awaited sneak attack.

With a huge disparity in strength between her and the enemy, she quickly missed and was captured.

At first, she only thought that she was a monk from the underworld, and she was already prepared to die a tragic death.

But he didn't expect that after the enemy captured her, he didn't kill her immediately. Instead, he searched her storage ring until he found the communication token she used to communicate with Lu Qingshan.

Only then did she realize that the whole thing was not as simple as she thought.

Although she had damaged her roots and used her methods to take advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, she was freed from her restraints at that moment and sent a "danger" warning to Lu Qingshan through the summons token, but other than that, she could not do anything else.

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The subsequent experiences also made Tantai Qingrun understand that he had fallen into a big conspiracy, and the spearhead of this conspiracy

Point directly at Lu Qingshan!

She felt pain in her heart, not wanting to harm Lu Qingshan because of herself, but after all, she was a clay Buddha crossing the river, and she could not protect herself.

"If the superiors hadn't told me to keep you alive in a short period of time, I would have refined you long ago!" Elder Murong threatened Tantai Qingrun fiercely as he looked at Tantai Qingrun who was still insisting.

at this time.

A huge roar sounded, like an earthquake, shaking the entire secret room.

"What's going on?" Elder Murong was stunned and didn't react.

Outside the Qingluo Gate Formation.

The sky roared, and when there was a loud explosion that surpassed thunder, there was a blazing red sword light, carrying overwhelming divine power and might, and crashed into Qingluo Sect's sect-protecting formation.

The formation that this top sect had spent countless financial resources and manpower building, began to tremble and shake under the power of this sword, and the aura shook off.

After the sword light.

A proud figure emerged.

Lu Qingshan.
Chapter completed!
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