Vol 2 Chapter 1809: No regrets

"Why don't you recuperate quietly?" Xia Qingchen asked.
Su Xin was ashamed: "I didn't notice it for a while and almost let the landlord be assassinated, but the landlord didn't blame me. I can only work hard to repay the landlord's kindness."
Xia Qingchen waved his hand and said, "Everything is gone, look forward to everything."
If he doesn't choose to forgive, Su Xin will have difficulty in forgiving herself all his life.
"Thank you, the landlord." Su Xin said.
Xia Qingchen said his intention: "After half a month, I will leave the mainland, there are a few things I need to explain to you."
"First, you must not participate in the hegemony of the dynasty."
"Second, cooperate with the expeditionary army and open up the realm of the devil at any time!"
"Third, treat the Huang family kindly, and if they have something to ask for, try to be satisfied."
The third request is full of Xia Qingchen's apology for the Xia Yuan couple.
Before saving them, Xia Qingchen's heart will always have a thorn that cannot be pulled out.
"I have written it down, the landlord." Su Xin said.
"Also, send a strong man to occupy the main hall of the shrine." Xia Qingchen's eyes were far-reaching: "I will do two things later."
"First, protect all the property of the main hall from being destroyed."
There is a silver coffin in the main hall, where Xia Qingchen needs to be opened, but he has to wait until his day.
"Second, destroy the idol of King Ningshuang. In the future, all temples will be dedicated to King Light Dust!"
Su Xin is a little surprised, why Xia Qingchen cares which is enshrined in the temple.
Does this have anything to do with listening to Xuelou?
However, since Xia Qingchen said so, she certainly had to follow suit.
"Understood!" Su Xin said: "Within at most one year, let the God of Ningshuang disappear from all the temples in Lu Shen's legacy!"
Hearing the power of Xuelou can do it completely.
"Finally, does Yue Mingzhu have any news?" Xia Qingchen's eyes raised anxiety.
She is Xia Qingchen's last and most important concern.
Su Xin was ashamed: "It is a pity that we have tried our best and have never heard of Yue Mingzhu."
"No trace at all?" Xia Qingchen asked.
On the eve of the war between man and the demon, Su Xin sent a message, and East Xinjiang was shocked to see Yue Mingzhu.
Now, nine days have passed since the end of the war between man and demon, but there is still no whereabouts.
"The last time, where did you find her trace?" Xia Qingchen asked.
Su Xin said: "Hongjiang Terminal in East Xinjiang."
There?
Xia Qingchen thought about it. The Hongyun Terminal is one of the many terminals in East Xinjiang, but it is not well-known, because the departing commercial shipping routes are very rare, and there are only a few places.
Suddenly, Xia Qingchen realized what it was and suddenly dropped Su Xin, saying, "Do as I told!"
"Moon Girl, do you want to send more people to find it?"
"No, I know where she is."
Tianyueling, Nanling.
One of the one hundred principalities under the administration of the former Nebula Sect, Shenxiu.
Three years have passed.
The prosperity of the imperial capital is better than ever, and the traffic is full of traffic, and the crowd is endless.
The lively street market, the atmosphere of ordinary dust, rushed face to face.
At this moment, in the misty drizzle, a quiet little bridge, freehand picturesque.
Two children in the rain, running and chasing each other, very cold, one child stepped on the wet moss, fell under his feet.
Seeing that she was going to roll down the stairs, she followed Ziyi Qianying and walked with a blue umbrella.
She lifted her hand and gently supported the child and lifted it up.
"Thank you elder sister." The child looked up and was a veiled sister with a hair like a waterfall.
The other party smiled, two bright eyes as crescent moon.
A pair of lilac eye pupils, with a faint glory.
"Little guy, don't fall down." My sister smiled slightly, touched their heads, climbed the stairs, and came to the stone bridge.
She raised her umbrella and stared.
The thin rain silk, like the sadness in my heart, covered the girl's eyes.
It is also like a flower blooming in a dream, with a halo of happiness blooming on the cheeks.
She, standing quietly on the stone bridge, looked at the hazy scenery of smoke and rain.
She stared at the scenery.
The scenery, watching her.
The people are picturesque, the pictures are like the wind, and the wind is like the memory cotton that is constantly cut, entangled with the years of worry, and the time is long.
She gently pursed her lips and smiled like a breeze in March: "You are still here."
At the other end of Xiaoqiao, a fairy in white Sheng Xue, holding the broken sword around her waist, came slowly.
She has no expression on her face and no emotions in her eyes.
"Why don't you run away?" she said lightly.
The woman with lilac pupils is none other than the purple pupil demon.
And a white dress, floating like a fairy, is the White Lotus Saint.
Why did Yue Mingzhu escape from the Xijiang military camp?
With her strength and the many strong men in the Terran League, she didn't need to escape.
The only one who can let her escape is only one person!
Saint White Lotus.
"Tired, tired, and no regrets anymore." Yue Mingzhu smiled with a smile, and she looked relieved.
Jiang Xue looked at the bridge with his heart, and looked at the scenery in front of him: "Is this special?"
Yue Mingzhu just smiled and didn't answer.
Jiang Xuexin came repeatedly, his eyes firm and persistent: "When I was in Liang Wang Mansion, I warned you to stay away from my husband."
"You will only cause trouble to him, and will only damage his reputation, but if you don't listen, you must be entangled with him!" Jiang Xue said heartily: "Don't blame me for fulfilling the original warning!"
She had warned that if she was seen next to Xia Qingchen, she would be killed.
Jiang Xuexin, who had returned from the practice in the secret realm, learned that the Purple Pupil demon appeared in the barracks in West Xinjiang.
Xia Qingchen also broke into the Demon Realm to find the antidote for the purple pupil demon girl.
Therefore, she is determined to move!
Yue Mingzhu smiled lightly and didn't mean to resist, saying: "Can you tell me before death, who are you?"
"Jiang Xuexin." Saint Bai Lian answered blankly.
Yue Mingzhu shook her head: "I have found out that the real Jiang Xuexin was a fast catcher 20 years ago. She had already died in a deserted mountain village."
Creak--
Bai Lian Sheng Nu's footsteps stopped abruptly, and there was a change in her eyes: "You investigate me?"
Yue Mingzhu turned and stared at Saint Bailian: "Answer me, who are you?"
On the star-gazing platform, Yue Mingzhu exhibited the magical techniques of the magic path, which caused Yue Mingzhu to question his identity.
Will a chivalrous woman with a heart of justice practice such evil magic magic?
Bai Lian Sheng Nu looks indifferently: "There is no need to answer you!
Yue Mingzhu's lilac eyes gradually cooled down: "You are, witch, right?"
The pupil of Saint White Lotus shrank fiercely, staring at her in disbelief: "How do you know?"
Yue Mingzhu's indifferent face showed a smile: "What else can't be detected by the dark moon in the Six Fan Palaces with so many holes?"
Every catcher in the Six Fan Palaces has data to keep.
When the last leader of the Six Fan Palace was sitting in town, the management was strict, and it was not easy to spy on intelligence. Later, it was much easier to change a term.