As soon as Yu Zhengzong finished speaking, several other people raised their eyes and cast doubtful glances on her.

What is the relationship between Xiao Yuqing and An Ning?

This kind of question is so confusing and confusing.

Only Rong Shang narrowed his long eyes with a lazy expression and glanced at Yu Zongzong.

She is not stupid, and she still suspects Xiao Yuqing.

But since she knew that Xiao Yuqing had a ghost, why did she go to Xiao Yuqing for help last night?

As expected, a woman's heart is like a needle in the sea. He can see through the greed and evil in the world, but he can't understand her thoughts at all.

He moved his eyes away from her and slowly moved towards Xiao Yuqing.

His disgusting sickly brother was only tens of thousands of years younger than him, and Xiao Yuqing's cultivation was only as high as Nascent Soul. A monk in the Nascent Soul stage could only live for a maximum of eighteen hundred years.

From this point of view, it is extremely unlikely that Xiao Yuqing is his younger brother.

However, An Ning is inseparable from the Xiao family, this is something that can be determined.

There isn't much time left for him. His brother is extremely cunning and insidious, and will run away without a trace at the slightest movement.

He was not in a hurry, since the sick man had already taken action against him, there would naturally be other actions to follow.

Nothing can be perfect, and as long as the sick man takes action, there will always be a moment where the flaw is exposed.

Yu Zhengtong blinked, with an innocent smile on his lips: "Why doesn't Brother Xiao speak?"

Xiao Yuqing slowly raised her head, looking puzzled: "Why would Miss Yu ask such a strange question? What relationship can I have with Miss An Ning?"

This is doing Tai Chi with Yu Zhengzheng.

Yu Zhengzong raised his eyebrows: "Brother Xiao should answer my question first. Don't forget what Immortal Lord Hengwu just said. Only with sincerity can the queen be awakened."

After that, she added with a smile: "Didn't Master Xian say that you want to ask the simplest question? I just had a sudden thought and thought that this question couldn't be simpler. Brother Xiao won't mind, right?"

Xiao Yuqing had a warm smile on her face: "Of course not, Miss Yu also wants to leave here as soon as possible."

His smile remained unchanged and his voice was steady: "I have gone through all kinds of difficulties along the way, and we finally got to know each other. Just like Miss Yu and I, we can be called companions."

The word "companion" can be said to have a wide range of meanings, and it is no different from her not answering.

Yu Zhengzong felt a little regretful. If he had known earlier, she should have asked him directly if An Ning was a puppet.

If he answered yes, it would be enough to prove the relationship between him and An Ning, saving him and her from going around in circles.

Seeing that there was no change in the room, Xiao Yuqing was about to stand up, but was pushed back by Immortal Lord Hengwu: "What's going on with you, you're just acting recklessly without even understanding the rules?"

"It's not that whoever wants to ask questions can ask questions, it's the respondent who chooses who can ask the questions." He pointed at the mountains and rivers and explained slowly: "Just like I just asked the mountains and rivers to ask me questions, you should do the same."

Xiao Yuqing nodded slightly and said with a warm smile: "In that case, let Miss Yu ask the question."

Yu Zhengtong was stunned for a moment, thinking he was talking about her. It wasn't until she saw Yu Jiangjiang taking two steps forward excitedly that she realized that 'Miss Yu' meant Yu Jiangjiang.

She curled her lips and heard Yu Jiangjiang ask shyly: "Does Mr. Xiao have a woman he likes now?"

Last night, Yu Jiangjiang wanted to make rice with Xiao Yuqing. If the formation came out, she would send a message to her father, and he would have to marry her even if he didn't marry her.

Who knows that the toxicity happened again in the middle of the night, and the painful she died, and when she had been stingy, Xiao Yuqing had finished it.

If she missed such a good opportunity, she was in a hurry to grab the liver and scratch her lungs, but she couldn't catch him hard. In the end, she had to force it, so she had to sneak and solve her needs by herself.

She always felt that Xiao Yuqing had a feeling of her. She finally got a chance. Naturally, she had to ask euphemistically.

Xiao Yuqing didn't seem to be surprised to her question. He didn't think too long, and replied casually: "Xiao Mou concentrated on cultivation, and did not put his eyes until his children's affection.

He answered simply, where is it like to fight Tai Chi, which has only been bent, as if on Taobao's after -sales customer service.

Yu steaming has no intention of the other. When Xiao Yuqing got up, she pressed her hand.

"Yu Jiangjiang, come to ask." She even blends even her sister, and even shouted directly with her name.

Originally, she wanted to ask the landscape, but she was afraid that the mountains and rivers would suddenly come out of the world, so she had to ask Yu Jiangjiang to ask.

Yu Jiangjiang did not have any brains. She froze for a moment, and asked inadvertently: "What kind of person is am I in my sister's mind?"

She wanted to let Yu Steame expose the original shape in front of Xiao Yuqing, so as not to do a drama in front of his eyes, making him mistakenly think that Yu Steame is a pure woman.

She and her mother treated the steaming like that, and the steaming would definitely hate her. As long as Yu steamed to tell the truth, Xiao Yuqing would change his view.

Yu steaming seemed to look at an idiot and glanced at her: "You are a well -limited person."

Yu Jiangjiang: "..."

She couldn't help but explain: "No, I mean asking you ..."

Yu Steame interrupted her: "You have already asked a question, it's time for the next person."

Yu Jiangjiang's face was ugly, but she couldn't refute her. She could only close her mouth.

Next, everyone asked some questions that had nothing to do with itching. Soon they rolled around, leaving only the last person did not answer.

The eyes of the crowd fell on Rong's body, and Heng Wu Xianjun smiled and said: "Who do the ghost king want to ask?"

In fact, no matter who asked, the tolerance is very dangerous.

Several people here are unknown, especially Heng Wu Xianjun is jealous of his Yuanshen. This is a good opportunity for a thousand years.

Others have no benefit to involve, and naturally they will not be embarrassed, but they are not the same. There are too many things worth acquiring on him.

To be upright and understand his situation, but he didn't care, it was nothing more than asking where his Yuanshen hid, or how he could kill him.

He is a descendant of the priests. Even if he loses his divine power, the ordinary sword can't help him.

Except for his Yuan Shen, he only knew how he could kill him.

Lazy to lift his eyelids: "Do you have to touch her eyebrows?"

This is asking Heng Wuxianjun.

Heng Wu Xianjun froze for a moment, and suddenly remembered something: "Your hand can't touch the living body, it can be done across the cloth."

As soon as his words fell, the steamed calf belly was soft.

Hengwu Xianjun shrugged: "The priests all have divine power, and the power of divine power is condensed in the double palm. If it is encountered by the palm of the priests, you will be dismissed by gray and smoke. Do you know it many times?" Don't you know? "

Of course Yu Zhengzong didn't know. If she had known about this, she would have had to run away on horseback overnight as soon as she arrived in the human world.

She couldn't help but recall the bald patch on her head and his previous behavior of asking her to give him medicine. Did he actually want to kill her?

Rong Shang lazily narrowed his long eyes and said in a slightly cold voice: "What are you thinking about?"

His tone was a little vain, but in fact, what she thought was correct. He had thought about killing her several times.

But it's not his fault. She couldn't do something as simple as applying medicine without using her brain. It was a waste of his dragon spinal cord.

It was something he used to extend his life. He could only refine one by peeling off three dragon tendons. Moreover, Xue Xi, who made the medicine for him, was dead, so it was impossible for him to use the dragon tendons to refine it again.

Rong Shang said without conscience: "I want to kill you, but you can still live till now?"

Yu Zhengzong thought about it and felt that what he said seemed to make sense.

All he had to do was touch her with his hand, and she would turn into a handful of ashes. If he really wanted to kill her, how could she survive until now?

Seeing that her expression softened, Rong Shang raised his hand slowly and pulled up the queen's quilt, covering the queen's face.

He found the direction between his brows, lazily raised his eyes to look at Yu Zongzong, and said bluntly: "Ask."

Immortal Lord Hengwu had already expected that Rong Shang would look for her, so he handed Yu Zhengzong a land deed: "You ask where his soul is, and I will divide the thirteen cities in the demon world into one for you, and let you make one city.

Lord."

Rong Shang was not surprised, and he didn't care at all.

It doesn't matter who he chooses, there is no one who doesn't want his life anyway.

Even Yu Zhanzong is no exception.

A city in the demon world is equivalent to a country in the human world, how could she not be moved?

It's just that they are too naive, so what if they find out where his soul is?

If he is still alive, no one can take his soul away from him.

Seeing that she was silent and seemed very embarrassed, she opened her thin lips lightly and said in a cold voice without any emotion: "Ask whatever you want to ask."

Yu Zhengtang hesitated for a moment: "Well, if your hands can't touch living things...then will you hold them with your hands when you pee?"

Rong Shang: "..."

Misstep.

He should have thought long ago that her mind was not normal.

If it was such an unspeakable question, it would be better for Immortal Lord Hengwu to ask him directly where his soul was.

His fingertips resting on the brocade mattress trembled twice, his thin lips pursed into a line, and after a long while, he struggled to utter one word between his teeth: "Yes."

Immortal Lord Hengwu held the land deed in his hand, and his chest trembled with laughter: "It's so dirty, but there are still people holding it up..."

Before he finished speaking, his smile suddenly froze on his lips, and an ice edge glowing with cold light formed on his face, and the edge had already poked into his neck.

Rong Shang looked at him expressionlessly: "Oh? What did the Immortal Lord want to say."
To be continued...