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Chapter 1964 still too busy

Chu Yao became even more confused when she heard this and asked in confusion: "What does it mean?"

"There is no intention of danger for the time being." Yue Qingya replied with a smile.

Chu Yao said "Oh" and didn't ask again. But Yue Qingya and Empress Ji said, "Sister Yue, Sister Ji, I just subdued the Tietou Gang today. Now the underground forces in Lanjing's South City and North City are under my control. What should I do next?"

Ji Qingying said lightly: "Then continue to expand, and don't leave Dongcheng and Xicheng."

Chu Yao joked like a joke: "Sister Ji, if you unify the underground forces, will you have to rebel? Compete with you for the position of the queen?"

"If you have this ability, you might as well give it a try." Ji Qingying responded faintly without expression on her face.

"Oh, just kidding." Chu Yao stepped forward and hugged Ji Qingying, stuck out her tongue, "Sister Ji, you won't be angry anymore."

Ji Qingying looked calm: "Don't worry, I'm not angry, I won't take such a small thing to heart."

"That's fine." Chu Yao is actually still a girlish personality. No matter what emotions come and go quickly, he quickly stopped thinking about this question when he heard Ji Qingying's words, and asked another thing again: "Is there any news from the earth? Sister Yu Ji and Sister Yu Mei have been there for a long time."

As he said that, he lowered his head embarrassedly: "I miss my husband a little too."

"There are some?" Ye Mengying couldn't help but jokingly said: "I think there are many."

Chu Yao used to be a bad girl, but now she is mostly shy. When she heard Ye Mengying's words, she confessed: "Yes, I miss him very much, I miss him very much, what's wrong? He is my husband, can't you think about it."

"Of course I can think, and no one stops you from thinking, and no one laughs at you for thinking." Ye Mengying's smile even more.

Chu Yao curled her lips and looked at Ye Mengying with her arms: "Hmph, I don't believe you don't want your husband."

"I think about it." Ye Mengying nodded and admitted, "But it's useless for you to think about it."

"Ah, I miss the little villain too." Chu Yao's words immediately aroused Liu Meng's thoughts. She lay on the ground, rolling around, and looked like she was acting coquettish: "When did he learn the eighth needle against the sky? Why didn't he come yet?"

"We are all immortal cultivators, and our lifespan is almost endless." Yue Qingya, who had not spoken for a long time, had a faint smile on her face, and she watched them laugh and make fun of each other: "It's only been a few months since we parted, and you're missing you to cause disaster. What should we do in the future?"

Liu Meng pouted and said in confusion: "When the little villain comes, we can stay together on the Immortal Island forever, so there is no need to miss you."

"That's not necessarily." Ji Qingying shook her head. She remembered the way Xia Tian used to make trouble. "If he came to Xianyun Continent, he would definitely not be able to remain calm. I guess he would not be able to stay on Shenxian Island by then, and he would definitely cause trouble everywhere."

"It's only a few months, so don't let yourself be too let go. Just think about it properly." Ye Mengying smiled and smoothed out, saying casually: "However, my husband really can't let go too much. He needs to do something."

Yue Qingya smiled and said, "Don't worry, Yu Ji and Xiao Mei are responsible for supervision and urging their husbands to practice, and they will not let him ignore it."

"That's right." Chu Yao nodded, and chose Zhao Yuji and Ye Yumei over because he trusted them. "Then let's wait obediently."

Ye Mengying looked at Chu Yao and smiled, "It seems that you and Sister Liu Meng are still too idle."

"You are not idle." Chu Yao asked back.

"I feel pretty good now." Ye Mengying showed a complacent smile on her face. "In addition to thinking of her husband, I have plenty of work to do every day, which is quite fulfilling."

Chu Yao has never been a workaholic. She used to run Truman because there was no one else in the sect. Now she runs Truman because Yue Qingya assigned tasks. She herself wants to play more, and she missed the carefree time she was having on Earth with the summer.

Soon, Leng Bingbing came back.

"Sister Bingbing, how about it? Have you asked something?" Chu Yao saw Leng Bingbing coming in, poured her a cup of hot tea, and asked with the flow.

Leng Bingbing took the teacup and said lightly: "That man has nothing to do with Wen Tianjun's remnant. He is just a prince who has lost his country and wants to take advantage of the opportunity of An Tianhui to make some trouble."

"But I think he is indeed an immortal cultivator, but his cultivation level is not high." Chu Yao asked a little strangely.

"I happened to get some opportunities." Leng Bingbing found a seat, sat down slowly, and then said: "However, I knew from him that the princes and nobles who lost their country had already joined forces secretly and hid in the area around Lanjing."

Ji Qingying frowned coldly and said unhappily: "A group of rats, I will send troops to suppress them now."

Leng Bingbing said with concern: "Their contacts are all one-way, and they are scattered in different places. If they cannot be uprooted, they will be afraid of alerting the enemy."

"It was shocked." Ji Qingying was the queen of a country after all, and she acted quite generously. The level of consideration was different from Leng Bingbing, who was a criminal policeman: "Only by pulling them out of the hole, you can catch them all in one go."

Yue Qingya said: "During the Antian Meeting, there is no need to mobilize all the troops. Let Xiaoyao do this."

"No problem, I will definitely catch all these mice." Chu Yao patted her chest and said confidently.

Several people talked about some irrelevant things again, and the whole day was almost gone.

...

A few days ago, Feilai Temple in Beiyun County.

There were about ten guests gathered in Lingyun Pavilion, but none of the monks in the temple were seen. I guess they didn't want to participate in such mundane things.

"Young Master Leng, why are you here so late?" Kong Qingsong was joking with the guests. He turned around and saw Xia Leng who followed Xiao Sha Miyu into the pavilion, and then he called out, "Hurry up and take your seat, everyone is waiting for you."

Xia Leng was speechless and thought to himself: Do I know you very well? What does it mean to be waiting for me?

Kong Qingsong grabbed Xia Leng's hand and said to the young masters sitting in the same seat: "Let me introduce you to you. This young master Leng is the noble prince of the king of Lanjing. Although he is not old, his martial arts skills are not low. Now he is traveling around with his maids."

Xia Leng stood still and glanced at these people with a faint look, and said nothing.

"Sit." Kong Qingsong was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he saw Xia Leng's eyes circulating on the other people, and he couldn't help but slapped his forehead: "Look at me, the host, is really incompetent. Come on, Mr. Leng, let me introduce these people to you. They are all famous scholars from all over the world..."

"No need." Xia Leng said, "It's just some dead people. I don't have any interest or time to get to know them. It's better to go straight to the point."

Kong Qingsong's eyes turned cold: "Young Master Leng, what do you mean?"

"This person has been dead for at least seven days." Xia Leng pointed to a thin boy wearing a Confucian crown, "The smell is almost spreading to the entire temple."

He pointed to a young man with a robe with sword-browed eyebrows and star-eyed eyes: "This person has been dead for at least a year."

He pointed to a charming singer: "This woman died here ten years ago because she was terrifying."

He pointed to a hero in the martial arts world carrying a long sword: "This hero's sword is so rusted that he has only the hilt left. He has been dead for more than a hundred years."

again……

"Enough." Kong Qingsong's face gradually changed from the anger he had seen before to the anger, and then changed from the anger to the expressionless face he is now.

Xia Leng did not shut up, and continued, "From the moment I entered Beiyun County, you have been carefully planning and thinking that I would get into the trap. The arrangements along the way were pretty good, but why did it suddenly become so rough today, it doesn't look like your style."

"Because there was an irreversible accident." Kong Qingsong sighed leisurely, "I originally wanted to attract you and a group of masters to come here to enjoy the rain, and then take your flesh and blood, and energy to pave my path to immortality. Unfortunately, I miscalculated something, which led to the loss of the whole game and became someone else's pawn."

Xia Leng was a little surprised: "I'm less than a day apart from you, why did such a big variable appear?"

"Things in the world are changing rapidly." Kong Qingsong raised his hand and waved his hand. The happy rain-watching scene in Lingyun Pavilion instantly dissipated, leaving only dead bodies everywhere. "Some of these people were killed by me, and some of them were killed by my ancestors. The purpose was to make the appearance of real immortals in the Kong clan, immortals who are completely eliminated and immortal."

"Then what are you wrong?" Xia Leng asked.

Without waiting for Kong Qingsong to answer, a figure fell in the air, blocking Xia Leng's face and said coldly: "It's not that he has calculated something wrong, but that he overestimated himself."

Xia Leng turned his head and saw that the person coming was Ji Jiu: "What did you find?"

"Young Master, didn't you ask me to investigate this temple secretly?" Ji Jiu said slowly with a serious expression: "I really found something. You must not know why this temple was built."

"Don't keep it a secret, just say it." Xia Leng was dissatisfied.

Ji Jiu replied: "This temple was actually built to suppress the monster Rain Girl. Thousands of years ago, the monster Rain Girl suddenly appeared in Yunzhou and started a massacre. It was the ancestor of Gongzi Kong who sealed the rain girl. The Kong family gained supreme reputation and gradually became a major clan in Yunzhou. Now, the rain girl is almost unable to be sealed, but Kong Songzi wants to sacrifice the young master and others to the rain girl, gain her demonic power, and pave the way for his own immortality."

"Yes, the original plan is indeed like this." Kong Qingsong did not deny it and sneered at Xia, "Young Master Leng has excellent qualifications. I chose you early in the morning. You are the most critical part of my plan. But I never expected that you were actually a cultivator. As a result, when you forcibly activate the formation under the temple, you were backfired by [Extreme Rain and Eternal Life Art]."

Xia Leng couldn't help asking, "Then what do you want to do in this situation now?"
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