If you enter the previous chapter, you will come out, don’t worry.

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After saying this, Qin Yi calmed down instead.

Wuxian is right, now it seems that he doesn't know what he wants.

Since I don’t want her to get together with other beautiful boys, then I am struggling with this and that, what do I do in the end? Let me live alone forever?

Is it someone's words?

In a practical political sense, Wuxian really cannot be alone forever. Over the years, the court officials have been in a rebellious manner for this matter, and everyone is not for the sake of self-interest, but for the sake of the country.

You can't blame everyone for not believing in the life of immortals... This time the disease has been proven that even if you have achieved success in your practice, there is a possibility of being killed. Moreover, the more you are a cultivator, the more messy and strange situations you encounter. Everyone has no confidence and feels guilty as if you have rootless duckweed.

Wuxian Xu is twenty years old, so he really just drags on like this? Some people say he just beats the board? Is it reasonable?

Time flies, and for the immortal cultivator, ten or twenty years passes by in the blink of an eye. If he still wins into an ostrich this time and leaves directly, I don’t know how many years will it take to see you next time. At that time, Wuxian is thirty or forty, can he drag on it?

Either you really have to find a husband, or just...

Qin Yi held his palm tightly, feeling sweat all over his palm.

Li Wuxian didn't urge him, but looked at him quietly. His eyes were not the admiration and gentleness that Qin Yi was used to. For the first time, he showed seriousness and awe in front of his master. At this moment, it seemed that it was not the apprentice who was cute to his master, nor the cuteness that the girl was moved by, but the emperor was saying, I'm waiting for you to have an answer.

It seemed that he had looked at each other for a long time, but in fact he was just a few breaths. Qin Yi took a deep breath, suddenly bowed his head, and kissed her lips hard.

Li Wuxian blinked twice with his eyes open, and the awe-inspiring look slowly turned into water and slowly closed. His slightly stiff body leaned against the tree slowly softened, and he no longer had any strength.

No words are needed, the master's meaning is clear.

At least it was stamped.

If the emperor adds a seal, it will be hard to chase after it, and the world will be in full swing.

Lingxu's compass can be broken forever.

This kind of kiss is also different from dreams.

There is a warm and humid temperature, his breath, and a soft touch. It also reflects itself, as if he has lost all his strength. His arms are stronger, wide, warm, and strong, just like the feeling of spreading his wings to shelter from the wind and rain for so many years, it has become a real manifestation here.

His condescending kiss was as if he was conquering.

In fact, Li Wuxian also had a faint feeling of anger and disgust in his heart, just like when he wanted to push away his master's subconscious in his dream, he was just pressed back by her.

Maybe it was correct that I imagined before, because I didn’t want to be conquered like this by any man, even if it just looked like that, I didn’t want to. It would be fine to say that I was afraid of a man.

Only the master can do it, only the master has this qualification.

This is the master, why are you angry... It's true, wasn't it caused by yourself? After finally letting the master agree, why are you pretending to be emotional?

Li Wuxian suppressed his strange emotions and devoted himself to the kiss with his master. The quiet palace night became gentle, and the sounds of eunuchs and palace maids in the distance became no longer annoyed, and became a catalyst for a better atmosphere between the two.

So debauchery.

Just as the two of them were getting better, a shocking explosion suddenly came from the far side of the city, accompanied by the light of the sky-storming gun, penetrated through the sky.

The intoxicating night was shocked.

The two separated at the same time and looked at the gunshots in the distance.

"Qingjun!"

"aunt!"

Both of them had a look of shame, but there was no time to say more. Qin Yi immediately said, "You go back to the palace first and find the little ghost and An An. Don't leave them a little, I'll support your aunt."

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Wuxian had already found that she had been transferred to the door of the bedroom. She was also a little shocked. Master's practice was so high. How could this magic method like time and space transfer be done?

Such a master, like a mortal, carried himself step by step, walking slowly in the palace at night, that feeling...

She turned her head and saw the little ghost looking up at the sky. The ceiling seemed to be unable to hinder its cognition at all, and her eyes were full of solemnity.

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At about the time when Li Wuxian's dream was broken, Li Qingjun and Yu Shang searched overnight and searched every place the eunuch had visited, and finally locked in the biggest doubt.

The altar built by the Wushen Sect was originally used to share the national fortune, so that the process of summoning Taotie was not in any way. As a result, the altar was destroyed by Xiyue and Li Duanxuan, causing luck to retaliate. Taotie's plan failed, but instead ran away with Qin Yi and became a dog...

This altar was later renovated by Li Wuxian, and its connection with the Wushen Sect was cut off, becoming an altar for ancestor worship, which is also considered a scene in the capital.

After various investigations by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, it was found that the eunuch had come to this neighborhood alone.

What are you doing when a eunuch cleansing in the palace? If you have nothing to do, why do you come to the royal altar for ancestor worship?

"There is a breath of magical methods such as prayer and god." Yu Shang, who is used to praying to ancestors and the Phoenix Emperor in the clan, is very sensitive to this breath: "My husband has also released his divine thoughts before, saying that there are fluctuations in magic here, but everyone doesn't care. After all, it is an altar for ancestor worship, so it is normal to have such breath."

The prayer techniques of ancestors belong to the lineage of witchcraft. However, some of these things have become traditions and some are integrated into Taoist techniques. Everyone is accustomed to them, but they forget that they are essentially witchcraft. At this moment, it is easy to get some associations from them.

Li Qingjun said: "We do serve as ancestor sacrifices here, and there are also Taoist priests in Qianlongguan casting spells. This is right. But this is the ritual of the great sacrifice held in early spring every year. Now several months have passed... If there are any residual magic fluctuations, they should have dispersed long ago, so they would not be perceived by Qin Yi from afar, right?"

The two looked at each other and thought of the reason.

Someone must have used this place to cover up similar magic and hide inside to cast art.

Otherwise, it is difficult to explain that a long-term practice of witchcraft will show no signs, and the signs are hidden in the fluctuations of people's usual cognition, so I don't care.

"There must be someone hiding at the bottom of the altar!" Li Qingjun's silver spear was in his hand and suddenly stabbed.

With a "boom", the entire altar was overturned.

This is Li Qingjun. If he didn't dare to overturn the altar of Dali's ancestor worship, Li Qingjun was too lazy to care about so many things. His ancestors were still working as turtles in Penglai Jiange, so what kind of sacrifices are there!

The smoke and dust dissipated, and a hole appeared at the bottom of the overturned altar. It was unfathomable and it seemed that it had been operating here for a while.

Li Qingjun was about to go down, and Yu Shang grabbed her: "Don't worry, I can force someone to come up."

Li Qingjun turned her head and looked at her. She had a good impression of this feather man. She looked like a taciturn guard with good execution. Her straight body and temperament were also quite similar to her.

Just as Yu Shang wings flapped, the air around him was rolling, Li Qingjun clearly felt that the earth's upper body began to have a strange pressure, as if the internal air was sucked away, and there was an invisible force outside to make it close. When you look at it, you could feel the pressure that seemed to be crushed into powder and could not survive at all.

"Swoosh!" A bloody color rushed up from the bottom of the pit, and someone inside was forced out!

Li Qingjun's silver spear was like lightning, and he headed straight for the blood.

With a dull sound, Li Qingjun took a few steps back, his hands trembling slightly, and the other party was very strong!

She was carrying a small piece given by Qin Yi. She has not been slow in practicing over the years. Now she is a martial arts practitioner who has been perfect in her heart. She has suffered a loss in the collision of power?

Is the other party Qian Yuan?

The blood dissipated, and the other person's figure appeared in the smoke.

A big man with a snail face and beard, a red body, a wooden stick in his hand, and a bone chain hanging around his neck.

Typical image of an ancient wizard.

It is also the mainstream image of many people in the Wushen Sect. Feng Buli, who was killed at the beginning, is this image.

The person in front of him is also an acquaintance, and Li Qingjun is even more familiar with him than Feng Buli.
Chapter completed!