It was the first time Wu Qi was awarded the incense of the Demonic Coach.

The incense that a demon general can provide is forty years of cultivation, and the demon coach is five times that of him.

Considering that not all demons will appreciate it and many matters are trivial, it is more cost-effective to obtain incense from higher-level practitioners.

Previously, Wu Qi almost gave up collecting incense on Qing Qiang.

Until yesterday, Qing Qiang suddenly came to ask for advice and said that most of the abnormal symptoms on his face were eliminated. He treated him according to Wu Qi's advice, and his face was no longer tight and dry, and became moist and shiny, and his complexion was also improved.

Wu Qi felt that there was a chance for a moment.

So based on his memory and cognition, he taught Qingqiang some methods to moisturize and modify Qingqiang's wrong concepts.

As a result, after two days of busyness, Qing Qiang did improve his attitude towards him greatly. The two began to call each other brothers, but there was no sign of incense.

I didn't expect that the Dragon Girl came to take accountable, but I just followed the situation and gave him a way out, but it turned out.

It can be seen that to collect incense from high-level practitioners, you not only need to cater to the other party’s needs, but also need to find the right time. Both are indispensable.

Wu Qi came back to his senses and noticed that Qing Qiang's face looked ugly.

"That Xie Ba is difficult to deal with?"

He thought that Qing Qiang was the demon coach of Qingyi River after all, and the leader of the river. Even if there were thorns under his jurisdiction, it would not be difficult to deal with it seriously.

Qing Qiang looked at the Dragon Girl in the Shui River, looking reluctant but stopped.

"Three days later, Xie Ba can no longer exist in Qingyi River."

The Dragon Girl of the Shui Shui said in an unquestionable tone: "I can't do it, change to Qingyijiang to a demon handsome guy."

She suddenly turned her head and looked back.

Elder Yan was bringing a pottery pot over. He said as he walked, "It's so hot today. Everyone has a cup of sour plum soup. I made it completely according to Wu Qi's method."

Elder Yan saw the Dragon Girl, his eyes flashed and stared at the other party: "This one is..."

Wu Qi was shocked.

Now is not the time to enjoy the eyes. The dragon girl is tall and cold, but she has a bad temper.

He hurried over and took the pottery: "This is the current commander of the Yizhou Department and Lord Jishuilongnu."

"This is Elder Yan of this view."

The Dragon Girl of the Water Dragon seemed to remember something and frowned: "Yan Zichang? You are really different from before."

Elder Yan laughed and said, "It's all the names of the past. It's inevitable that people will get fat when they are middle-aged... Hey, Lord Si Duwei, have we ever met?"

The Dragon Girl of the Shui Shui didn't care at all: "See."

"Have you seen it?"

Elder Yan looked puzzled: "But I don't remember."

"Outside Wudang Wulong Palace, you fought with Duan Xuan's sword mountain. I was there to watch. I am still impressed by your "Seeing Dragon Like a Sword"."

The Dragon Girl of the Shui Shui looked up and down and sighed: "Thirty years have passed, and the Wudang Swordsman who had high hopes in the past..."

Elder Yan slapped his forehead: "It turns out it was a past thirty years ago. No wonder I can't remember it. Hey, when people get old, their memory is just poor."

He bowed: "Senior, I still remember that Yan was young and energetic at that time, and I thought he was very ashamed."

The Dragon Girl of the Shui Shui glanced at Wu Qi and thoughtfully: "A Jin, come back."

"Yes, sir."

A Jin followed her obediently.

"Sir Si Duwei, I have another question to ask for."

Wu Qi quickly followed.

Seeing that Elder Yan was getting farther and farther away from behind, he asked: "Sir, Elder Yan was a Wudang monk in the past?"

"Don't waste my time, ask Yan Zichang to go."

The girl with water dragon didn't look back.

"Lord Dragon Girl."

Wu Qi gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "The cause of death of the Dragon Girl in Fengcao is suspicious."

The dragon girl in front suddenly stopped.

She slowly turned her face, her pupils were cold: "You know how to do it?"

Wu Qi felt a suffocating feeling of oppression. This pressure came from all directions, as if the spiritual energy was frozen.

She is definitely not an ordinary Nascent Soul monk!

Wu Qi tried his best to resist the spiritual suppression brought by this high-level monk and tried to stabilize his voice: "It is said that the dragon girl of Shizuo left Shizuo for too long... and died because she was not suitable for the land and water... But all the water demons knew... that's not the case. Hu, Hu."

The Dragon Girl of the Shui Shui was a little surprised: "I can't tell, my body is quite strong."

Wu Qi squeezed out a smile: "Thank you for the praise..."

He exhaled and continued: "Before the accident in the ghost market, Chengdu Prefecture had not been implicated by Dayou for hundreds of years, so the death of the Dragon Girl of the Dragon must have nothing to do with the ghost. Since there are no external troubles, it can only appear inside."

"The Dragon Girl of the Northern Zhou Dynasty married Li Qing, Sima of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and had a daughter, Li Mi."

Wu Qi said while observing the other person's expression.

Unfortunately, the Shuilong Girl showed a hint of murderous intent at the beginning, and then calmed down again.

"Miss Li Mi had an accident... but by chance, I saw her while chasing the crow ghost."

The Dragon Girl of the Water Shui was finally moved, and she immediately said, "Li Mi is in the underworld? Has she become a demon?"

“As the Lord said.”

The dragon girl's face was dull.

"But Miss Li Mi's situation is special. She and the Paper Harrier are in the same way, and there is still a glimmer of hope..."

Wu Qi put his fingers gently on the hilt of the sword.

A white mist floated out between the hilt of the sword and the fingers, and then a girl appeared.

Li Mi, holding a paper hog, looked confused: "Are you taking a vacation today? Isn't it tomorrow, right?"

Seeing Li Mi, the pupils of the Shuilong Girl expanded slightly.

The dragon tribes can recognize each other, and the closer the bloodlines are, the more violent the reaction will be.

Li Mi also noticed the woman in front of her, and she also stared at the other party: "You... Why do you feel so familiar..."

She looked at the other person's appearance and whispered in a tentative manner: "Auntie Jishui?"

The Dragon Girl looked at Li Mi with complicated eyes.

She could tell at a glance that Li Mi had merged with the paper kite, which was the essence, and Li Mi's demonic spirit had been destroyed. Strictly speaking, only a wisp of residual soul was left.

"You are exactly the same as your mother when she was a child."

The Shuilongnu said softly, she stretched out her hand and touched Li Mi's cheek.

"Is it really... it's my aunt?"

Li Mi asked timidly, tears oozing out of her eyes. The throbbing resonance of the dragon soul is the best proof.

The Dragon Girl of the Shui Shui wiped the tears of her niece and tried to ease the sound, but it was still a little cold: "Remember, the Dragon Clan of Minshui cannot cry."

"Tell me what happened."

Li Mi was immediately happy. She said that she had fallen into the water many years ago until now, omitting the matter related to the Impermanence Picture, and only said that she was rescued by Wu Qi with a secret technique at the critical moment and became his Taoist soldier.

"Master Wu is very nice to me. He never scolds me. He even makes fried snails for me to eat. His cooking is super delicious!"

The dragon girl said vividly: "He is a good person."

The Dragon Girl looked at Wu Qi next to her and refused to comment.

She turned and warned: "Since you have this opportunity, you should seize it and not slack off. Even if you lose the demon spirit, your dragon soul is still there. I hope you can practice well and awaken the bloodline of the dragon clan as soon as possible. Then I will take you to see the Dragon King and be listed in the family tree."

"If you cannot improve your cultivation in Wu Qi's place, I will personally train you."

Li Mi shrank her neck: "Niece understands..."

My aunt is as strict as my mother said.

They are also sisters, why is my mother so gentle and gentle, and my aunt so imposing... No wonder my aunt is still alone.

The Dragon Girl of the Shui River turned around and also reciprocate Wu Qi: "Yan Zichang was originally a Wudang sword cultivator. When I followed the Dragon King to Wudang to watch the ceremony, it happened to be a competition for the sword cultivator. Yan Zichang broke the "sword gate" of the genius disciple Duan Xuan at that time by "seeing the dragon like a sword", which attracted the attention of the sword mountain and became famous in one battle."

"But after that time he disappeared. Later, he heard that he and Wu Daoji arrived in Chengdu and established the Yujian Pavilion."

“That’s all I know.”

Wu Qi asked, "What kind of cultivation was Elder Yan at the beginning?"

"In the late stage of the Killing Pill... However, sword cultivators cannot attribute it according to common sense. They are somewhat similar to the Confucian sect and attach great importance to enlightenment. If they can realize the sword heart, the fighting method will be sparse and ordinary."

"I don't ask about the past and the origin. Since you saved Li Mi and she is a soldier for you, then you will share honor and disgrace. I hope you will treat her well and not let her down."
To be continued...