Chapter 2689 Pig Head Is Depressed
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"Not bad." Ling Chuxi nodded. The authorities are fascinated by the bystanders, but Ling Chuxi has not thought about this issue carefully. After Huangfu Qingjue mentioned it, he suddenly felt a sense of relief.
With Xia Yintianqi's behavior, if he knew the secret of the Chaos Heavenly Fire of the Yue Family, he would definitely try his best to grab it. After all, it is not the ordinary fire of heaven and earth, but the chaotic sky fire known as the source of spiritual fire.
"If I'm not mistaken, that person didn't report the Chaos Heavenly Fire to Xia Yintianqi, but wanted to take it for himself, so for a while, Xia Yintianqi couldn't trace Qingyuan City." Selfish, as a cultivator, who doesn't want to climb to the top, even a cheap man like Zhuo Fanglin is no exception, not to mention a person from the Tao of Heaven? Huangfu Qingjue's guess is not without reason.
"Based on my past experience in the temple, although the divine envoy obeys the order of the temple, the degree of freedom is still quite large. As long as it is not the hand of the saint, no one interferes in what he usually does, so Xia Yintianqi simply does not I don't know where he is this year, we don't need to bother ourselves." Huangfu Qingjue added.
Since that person wants to steal the Chaos Heavenly Fire, he will definitely not leak the slightest rumor in front of Xia Yin Tianqi.
Ling Chuxi finally calmed down completely. Don't forget that Huangfu Qingjue used to be the envoy of the temple. Although he was an impostor, he was very clear about Shengao's behavior. Xia Yintian came to Tianyu to create six realms and changed its name, but it was not much different from the previous temple, the same pretending to be mysterious and deceiving.
"Okay, you can rest for a while. Your consciousness still needs to be cultivated. When the Wandan event is over, maybe we can find a spiritual pill or an elixir to repair the consciousness, and then it will be fine." Huangfu Qingjue embraced Ling Chuxi, patted Ling Chuxi's back lightly, said with concern and worry.
"Yeah." The carriage was galloping, and it was a little bumpy, but lying on Huangfu's very broad arms, Ling Chuxi felt an unprecedented steadfastness and stability, and fell asleep.
Huangfu Qingjue imposed a ban. Although the sound of hoofs was crisp outside the car, the inside of the car was peaceful and peaceful, full of warmth.
Looking at Ling Chuxi's beautiful face and comfortable eyebrows, Huangfu Qingjue leaned down and kissed quietly, his smile full of pity.
In her sleep, Ling Chuxi also had a faint smile on her face.
At the same time, Fan Xingran and the others also left Qingyuan City and rushed in the other direction.
"Lord Deacon, how is your injury, do you want your subordinate to take a look at it for you?" a subordinate said to Fan Xingran.
"Can you not see how my injury is? What else do you want to see?" Fan Xingran pointed to his pig head and cursed angrily, "Just now, they stood there like wooden stakes, and didn't move. I was beaten, but this time I acted as a good guy."
"My lord, it's not that we don't want to do it. In fact, her Ling Chuxi's strength is too strong, and even Lord Wu can't resist the might of her sword. Isn't it also a death sentence for us to go up?" said one of his men with a bitter face. He felt a little ashamed, but he was ashamed. If he was asked to choose again, he still wouldn't do it.
"So you just watched me die, didn't you?" Fan Xingran glared at the man and said.
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