Vol 2 Chapter 147: Relocation

　　 "咚咚......"
　　 There was a knock on the door twice, and there was no response in the room. Xu Qian listened to it for a while and caught a slight and even breathing.
　　 The sun has been basking in the sun and she is still sleeping. This woman is so careless... Xu Qi'an murmured, pressing the door of the house with his palm, and under the push of the air machine, the door bolt bounced automatically.
　　 stepped into the room, in a clean and tidy room, the windows were closed tightly, four tea cups were clasped upside down on the round table, one of which was placed upright, and there was still tea left in the cup.
　　 On the screen facing the room door hung a skirt, a shirt and a bellyband embroidered with plum blossoms in pale pink.
　　 She should have washed it early last night. After washing, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep. The clothes and small personal objects had not been collected in time.
This is the original underwear of Dafeng’s No. 1 Beauty. If it were in my time, I would definitely be able to buy a lot of silver on the Internet. No, it’s a soft sister coin... Xu Qi’an looked around in the room. I didn't see the fragments of the ground book. Following the induction with the magic weapon, I finally found that it was used to cushion the corner of the table.
　　 suddenly wanted to let her know what a whip technique is... Xu Qi'an took the fragments of the ground book into his arms distressedly.
　　 This woman didn't realize the preciousness of this little jade mirror, but Xu Qi'an's life savings are hidden in it.
　　 Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked at the sleeping woman on his side. The sleeping posture was quite quiet, with a certain princess temperament.
When 　　 woke up, it was hard to say a word.
　　 Time passed by, and there was a water leak on the dressing table. The woman on the bed grumbled sometimes, twisted her body restlessly, or didn't know what she was dreaming, frowning, resisting kicking her feet.
　　I didn't sleep well.
　　 Time ticked to the beginning of Shishichu (9:00), she finally whispered and slowly opened her eyes.
　　 Then, Xu Qi'an saw the princess's beautiful body suddenly stiff, and then slowly relaxed. He took a sip from the teacup and smiled at her: "Wake up?"
　　 Seeing him, the princess had a vague surprise in her eyes, and stood up, pretending to be careless:
　　 "Why are you back, heh, I want to understand, right? Zhenbei King is a third-rank, and no one in the whole Dafeng is better than him. It's good that you can seek advantages and avoid disadvantages."
　　 paused, and his tone softened slightly: "This matter is left to the court to deal with, there is no need for you to be prestigious."
　　The princess tossed and turned last night and couldn't sleep. Of course, all of this had nothing to do with her worry that Xu Qi'an would be killed by King Zhenbei...
　　 Xu Qi'an said lightly: "The King of Zhenbei is dead."
　　 The princess stayed there, like a sculpture.
　　 "I, I don't believe..." She stared at Xu Qi'an.
　　 "This is not something to be joking about," Xu Qi'an said in a huff: "The dignified prince was killed. I lied to you for such a big thing."
　　The princess looked at him blankly, and tremblingly said: "Dang, really?"
　　 Xu Qi'an nodded.
　　 He saw the princess's long eyelashes trembled, one teardrop rolled down, two, three, and four... The teardrops fell like broken pearls.
　　 She cried for freedom.
　　 Xu Qi'an thought, and she didn't know her so well, so she watched Dafeng's first beauty crying.
　　 After she finished crying, Xu Qi'an said in conclusive comfort: "You are free, Kyushu is so big, you can go wherever you want, just like Mundo."
　　 She was weeping and wiping tears, not forgetting to ask: "Who is Mundo."
　　 Such a boring question, Xu Qi'an didn't bother to take care of her.
　　While eating breakfast, the princess who recovered his emotions, in a room with only two people, said sneakily: "Did you kill it?"
　　 Xu Qi'an shook his head: "The Zhenbei King is so strong, how did I beat him? It was because a mysterious master appeared and killed him on the spot. Everyone in the mission can testify on this matter, and you will know in the future."
　　 The princess said "Oh", and she felt that it was unlikely that Xu Qi'an did it. She is a smart and rational woman, and not the ignorant girls in the capital who blindly worship Xu Yinluo.
　　 Zhenbei Wang said that his temperament was unforgiving and ruthless, but his cultivation was not compromised. It was much better than Xu Qi'an now.
　　 She was holding the scallion pancakes and nibbling, her little hands were oily, her bright eyes hovering on Xu Qi'an's head: "How did your hair grow back?"
　　 "I already have hair."
"you have not."
"I have got."
"you......."
Princess 　　 was tapped by Xu Qi'an with chopsticks, and changed her words with interest: "You have."
　　 Thanks to the strength of the gods, Xu Qi'an's hair finally regenerates, and the third-rank martial artist can be reborn with severed limbs, let alone hair.
　　 This is something that makes Xu Qi'an very gratified. What's more gratifying is that he has always protected his bald head very well. Wearing a mink hat, others don't know the hair growth.
　　 In the future, I will still wear a mink cap outside, and after a while, I can take it off...I am still the young man with long hair. Xu Qi'an thought happily.
　　 After eating breakfast, he sat in front of the dressing table. In the mirror, Xu Qi'an was restored, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, nose straight, thin lips, and tough cheeks. The overall appearance of the man was handsome and masculine.
　　Xu Erlang with red lips and white teeth and Nangong Qianrou with picturesque brows are completely different types of handsome guys.
Princess 　　 sat on the edge of the bed, dangling her feet, watching him knot her hair, and asked: "What shall I do from now on."
　　 Xu Qi'an with her hair curled up, in a non-self-regarding tone: "You have said that you can go wherever you want."
　　 Realizing that Xu Qi'an doesn't want to care about herself, she angrily said: "Lend me another ten taels of silver. I want to go back to Jiangnan Mu's house. I have money in the future. I will trust someone to pay you back."
"Snapped!"
　　 Xu Qi'an put an ingot of silver on the table.
It was so simple... The princess bit her lip, her face was stern, and she collected the silver, and then she silently packed up some dirty underwear and put a small package on her shoulders. Back and announced:
"I am leaving."
　　 "Go!" Xu Qi'an nodded.
Princess 　　 took a deep look at him, turned around sharply, and ran out of the room.
After 　　 ran out of the inn, she walked out of the city alone, through the bustling flow of people, through the busy city and the long street, the city is not big, and she quickly walked to the gate of the city.
　　 But, looking at the spacious city gate, the princess suddenly became timid. It seemed that it was not a way to freedom. The outside world was so dangerous and people's hearts were so complicated.
　　 When she was thirteen years old, she was sent to the palace by her family in exchange for high-ranking officials.
　　 She lived in layers of palaces for many years, and then was donated by Emperor Yuan Jing to the king of Zhenbei. She lived in the palace for 20 years.
　　 She desires to be free and unrestrained, but when freedom is at her fingertips, she suddenly realizes that she cannot survive outside.
　　 She is like a canary in a cage. More than 20 years of rich clothing and food has made her lose the ability to fly to the free sky.
　　 Although she can go back to her "natal home", it was just being sold again by her parents. No, there is a high probability that she will be sent back to the palace by her family the next day after returning home.
　　 She stuck in place blankly. After a long time, she was no longer at a loss, but the light in her eyes went out a little bit.
Princess 　　 lowered her head, looking at her toes, her shoulders were thin, her back was thin, like a little homeless girl.
　　 At this time, a man sighed from behind: "Auntie, I think about it, I think I still want to take you along."
　　 Princess Wang did not turn around in anger.
　　 Xu Qi'an walked to her and squatted down without speaking.
　　 Hearing the words, the princess glared at him hard, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, opened her arms, and fell on his back.
　　 After leaving the city, Xu Qi'an ran along the official road with her back on his back. At this time, he missed his beloved little mare a bit.
　　 "I'm in trouble." The princess whispered in his ear.
　　 The warm breath sprayed on Xu Qi'an's earlobe, making him frown. The earlobe is Xu Baixuan's sensitive area. Only Fuxiang knows this secret.
　　 You know yourself... Xu Qi'an asked, "Does Emperor Yuanjing know what you look like?"
　　 The princess shook her head: "But he knows that I have a magic weapon to change my appearance. I have sneaked away several times, and he must have known it. But he has never seen me like this."
　　 She thought for a while, and added: "The guards of the palace have seen me like this."
　　 Xu Qi'an didn't answer, and started thinking.
　　 Although the king of Zhenbei died, the princess was still a sweet potato, and Emperor Yuan Jing would never leave her alone, although the whole mission agreed that the princess was taken away by the barbarians.
　　 But those maids knew that I finally found them. Of course, they didn't know that I defeated the strong barbarian and rescued the princess. But they can survive and return to Beijing smoothly, which in itself is a doubt.
　　 Although it cannot be used as evidence for my rescue of the princess, as long as there are doubts, Emperor Yuan Jing will definitely send people to investigate, without monitoring, directly and honestly.
　　 So the princess can't follow me back home. But it can be kept outside.
　　 With a population of 3 million in the capital, it is impossible to find it from house to house, and there is no clue that I brought the princess back to the capital.
　　 The best way is to raise her outside, not far from Xu Mansion, but not too close.
　　 After considering the details, Xu Qi'an nodded in satisfaction, feeling very safe.
　　 Then, he was inevitably at a loss, why should I do this for an old aunt?
　　 When did I get her poison?
　　 Xu Qi'an didn't go to the direction of Chuzhou City, but planned to meet Zheng Xinghuai first and take him to Chuzhou City.
　　 Now the city of Chuzhou is ruined. He is the chief ambassador of Chuzhou. He has to clean up the mess. By the way, he tells him that the king of Zhenbei is dead, and he is no better to hide.
　　 On the way, he deliberately asked Taoist Jin Lian to block the members of the Heaven and Earth Society, and started a private chat with Li Miaozhen, asking her where she was.
　　 Unsurprisingly, he was scolded by the Heavenly Sect Saintess, and then the defendant told the news of the death of the King of the North of Zhenzhen.
　　 Xu Qi'an was "surprised" and said that it was impossible. Fully demonstrate the qualities that a "shocked party" should have.
　　 This made Li Miaozhen feel slightly proud, so he was no longer so angry that he let go.
　　 Then, Xu Qi'an asked her to leave Chuzhou City and meet in the valley on the grounds of finding "Xu Yinluo on the way here".
　　 At noon, Xu Qi'an came to the valley and said goodbye to Zheng Xinghuai that day. He found an inn in the nearby county to settle the princess, which was not far away.
　　...........
　　 In the cave, there is a blazing bonfire. Li Han and Zhao Jin are grilling pheasants, hares, fresh fish and other prey.
　　 The tall and thin Shentu Baili closed his eyes and vomited cross-legged.
　　The fat and strong Wei Youlong wiped the machete, and said in a deep voice:
"I don’t know what happened to Xu Yinluo and Feiyan Swordswoman. Que Yongxiu and King Zhenbei were brutal and vicious. If they found out, they would probably be murdered. If they had an accident, then we would most likely be touched by Shun Teng. ."
　　 Army-born spearman Tang Youshen swept sharply toward the entrance of the cave, then withdrew his gaze, holding his spear, closing his eyes and rested.
　　 Zheng Xinghuai waved his hand, his voice was soft, but his tone was sure: "No, even if the two of them get nothing, they will not be targeted by the king of Zhenbei and Que Yongxiu."
　　The beautiful young woman asked, "Why is Master Zheng so sure?"
Zheng Xinghuai said: "The Feiyan female heroine is nosy. She is able to gain such a reputation and is safe. She is not a reckless person. As for Xu Yinluo, it may be luck to solve a big case. But this pile of things. Piece by piece, it is enough to show his ability."
　　 Everyone nodded slowly.
　　Whether it is the Feiyan Swordswoman or Xu Yinluo, they are the dragon and phoenix among the people who make people feel at ease. They are the kind of people who will feel at ease when they leave things to them and don't have to worry about fear all day.
　　 At this time, Shentu Baili opened his eyes sharply, his voice low and hurried: "Someone is coming."
　　 Li Han and Zhao Jin dropped their prey subconsciously, grabbed their weapons, and rushed out of the cave with the crowd.
　　 A man and a woman came together.
　　 The man is masculine and handsome, with extraordinary bearing, it is the silver gong Xu Qi'an. As for the women, they just glanced at them and ignored them. There was no way to walk on foot, and they followed Xu Yinluo.
　　 mediocre appearance, panting slightly while walking, she is an ordinary woman.
　　 The political envoy Zheng from the back came up and said, "Xu Yinluo."
　　 The martial artists behind him were surprised. Xu Yinluo had promised to go to Chuzhou City to investigate the case the night before, but he returned today.
　　 This place is hundreds of miles away from Chuzhou City. At this point, there is not enough time to go back and forth.
　　 Xu Qi'an didn't talk nonsense, and said straightforwardly: "I have received the news that the King of North Zhen has fallen in Chuzhou City. I am here to pick you up."
a bolt from the blue!
　　Pozheng Zheng made his face suddenly stiff, his eyes slowly widened, and his mouth slowly grew, letting Xu Qi'an understand that this was the true quality that shocked the party.
　　 The knights looked at each other silently, and they all could see the word "unbelief" in each other's eyes.
　　 "Yes, is the message received wrong..."
　　 Chief Minister Zheng took a few steps forward with a complicated expression on his face. While hoping that the news was true, he believed that Xu Qi'an had received the wrong message.
　　Shentu Baili and others did not speak, but they also believed that the chief minister was reasonable.
　　 It’s true that I killed King Zhenbei by myself... Xu Qi'an smiled and nodded: "It's true, it's true."
　　 bang bang, bang bang... Chief Minister Zheng heard his frantic and fierce heartbeat.
　　 "The Feiyan Swordswoman will come soon, she knows what happened." Xu Qi'an threw the pot out.
　　 Everyone then returned to the cave, waiting in a nervous mood.
The princess 　　 sat beside Xu Qi'an obediently, nibbling on the drumsticks, and the first beauty of Dafeng is trying to act as an insignificant passerby.
On the way 　　 came, she learned the identity of Zheng Xinghuai from Xu Qi'an, and understood that his family died in the massacre.
　　 Although he and King Zhenbei have no feelings, they are well-known couples after all, and the princess feels guilty to Master Zheng.
　　 Half an hour later, Li Miaozhen came to the valley, lowered his flying sword, and fell into the valley lightly.
　　 She looked around at the people who had been waiting at the entrance of the cave, nodded slightly, and then paused on the mediocre princess.
　　 "The Feiyan heroine, Xu Yinluo said, saying.........The Zhenbei Wang fell in Chuzhou City?"
　　 Chief Minister Zheng walked a few steps and stared at her straightly.
　　 Li Miaozhen gave a positive answer: "Yes, his body is still in Chuzhou City."
　　 immediately said briefly about the battle in Chuzhou City.
　　 Chief Minister Zheng, after listening, slowly nodded, his bloodshot eyes swept across the crowd, and whispered: "My official, I want to be alone for a while."
　　 arched his hands, turned around, and walked slowly back to the cave.
　　 A few seconds later, there was a heart-piercing cry.
　　 Xu Qi'an sighed, and Li Miaozhen's voice sounded in his ear: "Who is she?"
"A person with a hard life, just because I have something to ask you, the case of the Three Thousand Miles of Blood has been settled, and you don’t have to worry about the aftermath. Can you help me take her back to Beijing? Remember not to be ostentatious. An inn rests and waits for me to return to Beijing."
　　 Xu Qi'an replied.
　　 Li Miaozhen didn’t answer, he looked at the princess for a moment, curled his lips, and said:
　　 "Those who have a hard life, so I want to bring them back to Beijing for resettlement? This woman looks like a good man, but when did you become so hungry?"
　　Miaozhen, it’s not that I belittle you, she who took off the bracelet, can confidently say: everyone here is rubbish!
　　 Xu Qi'an noticed that Li Miaozhen was a little unhappy, so he did not respond, just bowed his hands.
　　 then turned around and whispered to the princess: "She is my concubine's maiden family. You can trust it. You can go back to Beijing with her first and listen to her arrangements."
　　 The princess heard the words, Liu Mei frowned. It was the first time she heard that Xu Qi'an had a concubine, but thinking of his status and status, thinking of him as a regular visitor to the workshop, wouldn't it be normal to have a concubine.
　　 "Huh!" She nodded coldly.
　　............
　　 Three days later, day and night, the non-stop political envoy Zheng, finally returned to Chuzhou City after more than a month.
　　 Zheng Xinghuai, with gray hair, stepped up to the top of the city. He saw that the former prosperous city of Chuzhou had been turned into ruins, with ruins everywhere, and the earth devastated.
　　 The city wall to the north collapsed in half, and the city gate to the west was also knocked down.
　　 More than 20,000 soldiers were scattered in the city. They were busy searching for food, rice, noodles and other food. Although the city was severely damaged, the materials hidden in the cellar were well preserved, and many materials could be found in the collapsed ruins.
　　Some soldiers are building houses to serve as temporary military camps, providing temporary shelters for more than 20,000 soldiers.
　　Some soldiers are mending the walls.
　　Some soldiers are burying corpses, some are in the same robe, some are from the people in the city, and some are from barbarians and monsters.
　　 These tasks have been carried out in an orderly manner for three days.
　　 "Historical books will definitely write down this incident to alert future generations. At the same time, they will also write down the crimes of King Zhenbei, leaving him stinking for thousands of years."
　　 Liu Yushi appeared next to him, and the delegation had learned from Li Miaozhen that Zheng Xinghuai had escaped from the dead, and understood that the Zheng Xinghuai they saw in the city was a fake.
　　 is mostly the handwriting of the third-rank wizard, otherwise it is impossible to hide it from the fourth-rank Yang Yan.
　　 "The court, will it really condemn the Northern King?" Zheng Buzheng envoy said in a low voice.
　　 "Victory depends on fighting for." Liu Yushi said every word.
At this time, Xu Qi'an, Yang Yan, Chen Butou and others boarded the city wall, and the organizer Xu Yinluo said solemnly: "Next, we are going to return to Beijing. We will return to Beijing to settle the crimes of the North King. Conclusive.
　　 "But before that, Chief Minister Zheng should want to offer a few glasses of thin wine to the dead souls in the city."
　　 Centurion Chen Xiao took a hip flask in his hand and stepped forward.
　　 Chief Minister Zheng took the jug and looked at the city below again. Before the worship, he wanted to spare some time to remember his first half of his life.
　　.........
　　Zheng Xinghuai was born in Zhangzhou, which is known as one of the two big granaries of Dafeng, but his family was very poor when he was young. He relied on his mother to wash clothes and do embroidery work for the rich family, and survived hard.
　　 The young Zheng Xinghuai is looking forward to the autumn harvest. He can go to other people’s fields to pick up wheat ears.
　　 Picking up a basket of wheat ears, he and his widowed mother can drink porridge for three days. Don't pick too much, or you will be beaten severely.
　　 After the autumn harvest, the hardest thing to endure is winter. Every winter, his hands and feet are frozen and cracked. And her mother, even in winter, had to wash clothes for people by the freezing river for a few copper plates.
　　 The widow mother just saved him enough for her husband's repairs and enough money to enter the Imperial College.
　　 Zheng Xinghuai entered the Imperial College at the age of 16 and studied hard for ten years. In Yuanjing's 19th year, he was named on the gold list and was awarded the second-class scholar.
　　 He hurried back to his hometown non-stop, wanted to give his mother the joy, wanted to take her mother to settle in the capital, wanted to glorify the lintel, so that everyone who had spoken cold words would look at him with admiration.
　　 But what he saw was his mother's short tomb.
　　The widow mother passed away for many years, and never told him that the family letter was written by the clansman, because the ordinary woman who had worked hard all her life did not want to affect her son's studies.
　　 Zheng Xinghuai knelt in front of his mother's grave all day and night.
　　 Zheng Xinghuai's official career was not smooth, because he was too rigid and unwilling to be in the same way. He offended the first assistant at the time, was demoted to Chuzhou in the northern part of the country, and became the county magistrate of the eight products.
　　 At first he didn't like Chuzhou because of the bitter cold of Saibei and the sturdy folk customs. He was so rigid that he finally got the hang of it, exhausted his savings to find acquaintances to manage relationships, hoping to be transferred back to the capital.
　　 Until one year, the barbarian cavalry came to fight the grass valley and looted dozens of miles.
After the incident, Zheng Xinghuai was sent to condolences the people and inspected the situation. He walked on the ridge and looked at the young crops trampled by iron horses; he walked on the official road and looked at the corpses left behind by the barbarians; he walked into the mountains, I saw the people who had escaped by chance, and looked at their poor and vicissitudes of life.
　　 Zheng Xinghuai remembered his mother who had passed away for many years.
　　 Later, the first assistant, his classmates and friends were operating in the court, planning to transfer him back to the capital.
　　 But at that time Zheng Xinghuai didn't want to leave Chuzhou anymore, because he poured all his energy and effort into this land.
　　 He is so desperate, often handling government affairs awake all night, it seems that this way, he can make up for his debt to his mother.
　　 Time flies. Eighteen years have passed. Most of his life has been handed over to Chuzhou, but now he is alone.
　　 "Fame, fame and fortune are a paper book, but the dust is thrown into the dust..." Zheng Buzheng made sadness come from it, and burst into tears.
　　 The wine poured down, splashing dust.
　　...........
　　 No one spoke for a long time, until Zheng Xinghuai became emotionally stable and Dali Si Cheng cleared his throat and said:
"Que Yongxiu has escaped in fear of crime, and the king of Zhenbei has committed suicide, but their crimes have not yet been announced to the world. Chief Minister Zheng is the main witness and must follow us back to Beijing. But the scene of Yunzhou City, today's northern border, Someone is needed to stay in charge of the overall situation..."
　　 Liu Yushi frowned, and analyzed: "The tragic death of 380,000 people in Chuzhou City, the aftermath is simple, and it only needs to arrange more than 20,000 soldiers.
"As for other states, counties, and counties, you can keep them as they are and don't need special attention. But the barbarians and monsters have just gone through this battle and have been scared. They are afraid that the mysterious master will not invade the border again in the short term. Not even for many years."
Zheng Xinghuai pondered for a moment and looked at Yang Yan: "The talented person is not in charge of the army, the official is good at handling government affairs, and the management of the army is a layman. Yang Jinluo, you have the highest cultivation level and have more experience in the army. You can manage and deter the soldiers. ."
　　 Yang Yan nodded and said lightly: "Yes."
　　 The boss is actually an upgraded version of Zhu Guangxiao, taciturn, but practical and reliable... Xu Qi'an didn't interrupt from start to finish.
　　 Because of what he wanted to say, these civilians finished.
　　 "That's right," he suddenly remembered something: "Bring the corpse of the Zhenbei king back to Beijing. He is the protagonist of this case. He will also be brought back to Beijing if he died."
　　 "This is natural." Chief Minister Zheng nodded.
　　 The corpse of the Northern King of Zhenzhen must be brought back to the capital anyway.
　　 In this case, the killing of King Zhenbei is only a preliminary conclusion. It is a perfect ending to characterize the case.
　　 Seeing that the matter has been discussed, Yang Yan looked at Xu Qi'an and said in a deep voice, "Come with me."
　　 Boss, your serious look and arrogant tone are just like my class teacher in middle school......... Xu Qi'an still obediently left with him.
　　 The two of them walked along the city wall for a certain distance, Yang Yan stopped, turned around and said:
　　 "When the king of Zhenbei offered sacrifices to the people in the city, I once saw the souls of the people in the city sink into the ground, and there seemed to be a formation under the ground. But when I went to dig afterwards, I dug the ground three feet and found nothing."
　　The soul sinks into the ground? What kind of operation is this? Isn't Zhenbei King Massacre for the purpose of refining blood pills... After hearing this, Xu Qi'an's first reaction was:
　　Miaozhen, I need you!
　　 There is a blind spot in the knowledge of the soul, so it's the right thing to find Li Miaozhen. If Li Miaozhen is not good at learning skills, it doesn't matter. There is also the old silver coin of Taoist Jinlian.
　　 Yang Yan stared at him and asked, "Do you have any clues."
The benefits of a wide network of contacts are very obvious. I will continue to develop the fish pond in the future. By the way, the small sword carved with butter jade has not been given to the army lady..........Xu Qi'an was thinking nonchalantly. , Shen said:
　　 "Boss, wait a moment, I'll go to the latrine."
　　 Yang Yan knew that he was holding the fragments of the earth book. The Daoist Zilian was killed by Yang Yan single-handedly.
　　 Xu Qi'an walked down the city, found a quiet corner, took out the fragments of the ground book, and passed the book as the number three: [Dao Jinlian, I have something to discuss with you alone. 】
　　 At night, seeing the members of the Heaven and Earth Society who passed the book, I felt very uncomfortable.
　　 I don’t know what happened recently, Li Miaozhen’s women’s crown, asked to block everyone in three days, and now the number three is doing the same.
　　 A few seconds later, the Taoist Jinlian preached the calligraphy: [What is it? 】
　　 [3: Miaozhen, Miaozhen can participate in the topic. 】
　　...... Jin Lian Dao long sighed, preaching: [Miaozhen, you can pass the book. 】
　　【Two: What do you want me to do, just say if you have something to say, and let it go if you have a fart. 】
　　 What's wrong, so angry? Xu Qi'an preached: [You don't seem to be happy, what's wrong. 】
　　 Li Miaozhen: [Oh, what's the matter with you woman, she is about to use me as a maid, and people who don’t know think she is the princess. The posture of peace of mind is very annoying. 】
　　 You are also a big prophet like Zhong Li? Xu Qi'an's biography comforts the saint: 【Don't care about her, she is used to it. 】
　　 The stupid princess, the princess, is not necessarily deliberate. She has been a princess for half a lifetime, a maid serving in beautiful clothes, and a lot of habits in her life.
　　 Unless Li Miaozhen is like him, keep beating the princess.
　　 Li Miaozhen: [If you have something to say, don't disturb me meditating. 】
　　 Obviously, the anger has not disappeared, so I am still coaxing her... Xu Qi'an preaches:
　　 [I think you don’t have to work so hard. With our Feiyan Swordsman’s talent, you only need to devote part of your energy to practice and you can be proud of your peers. 】
　　 Li Miaozhen's biography: [Hmph, I think you are lying to me. 】
　　 She feels slightly better.
　　 Xu Qi'an: [What do you think of Taoist Jin Lian? 】
　　 Jinlian Taoist: [I think you don’t respect me at all. 】
　　 It was like a noisy classroom welcoming the head teacher, Xu Qi'an and Li Miaozhen did not dare to continue chatting, the former pulled the topic back, and the book explained the situation:
　　 [That's it. When the Zhenbei King sacrificed the people of Chuzhou City, Yang Yan saw the people's souls sink into the ground with his own eyes, but he couldn't find any clues afterwards. 】
　　 Li Miaozhen replied: [Is there any formation remaining? 】
　　 Yang Yan did not say, that is no.........Xu Qi'an replied: [No. 】
　　 Li Miaozhen stopped talking.
　　 In silence, the Taoist Jin Lian preached the calligraphy: [Listening to what Miaozhen said a few days ago, the masters involved in it are Dao Shou and the Sorcerer Sect. Oh, they are all powerhouses in the primordial spirit domain, and formations are optional.
　　 [Well, although Dao Sect and Witch God Sect cultivate ghosts and raise ghosts, they don't collect so many souls. Unless you want to refine the soul pill. 】
　　 An old family is like a treasure, but Taoist Jin Lian is indeed rich in experience... Xu Qi'an preached: [Soul pill? What is the soul pill and what is its function. 】
　　 Jin Lian Dao Chang Chuan Shu Dao: [It has more functions, such as strengthening the soul, serving as alchemy materials, refining magic weapons, repairing unsound souls, nurturing device spirits, etc. It may be that the Daoist Master needs a soul pill. In addition, the grievances and hostility generated by Tucheng, this great evil in the world is a great tonic for him. 】
　　 So, the first of the Dao Zong Dao is for the soul pill to cooperate with the Zhenbei King? Xu Qi'an nodded suddenly.
　　 [Three: In this case, will he continue to slaughter the city? The first of Dizong Dao is the second grade. 】
　　 Xu Qi'an asked worriedly.
　　 [Nine: Oh, he dare not, because he is only a short distance from the catastrophe, in... his state, he does not dare to overcome the catastrophe. So you don't have to worry about him slaughtering creatures, unless he doesn't want to live anymore. 】
　　 Xu Qi'an was relieved immediately.
　　 After passing the book, he returned to the city.
　　 Yang Yan looked over immediately.
　　 Xu Qi'an groaned: "I suddenly remembered that those souls should be refined into soul pills. It is most likely the reward for the cooperation between the Dao Sect Leader and the King of the North."
　　 Soul Pill is the "biggest evil" in the first mouth of Dizong Dao? Yang Yan nodded slowly ~EbookFREE.me~ He was on the scene at the time, far away, but he heard clearly.
　　 The next step is to characterize the Chuzhou massacre case, and let Zhenbei Wang and Que Yongxiu bear their due charges. This will surely be hindered... Yang Yan said:
　　 "If you have something to ask Wei Gong, listen to his opinions more, stop being rash, understand."
　　 After a pause, he whispered: "If Wei Gong feels that this matter cannot be violated, you must not act aggressively."
　　 Xu Qi'an looked at him and said nothing.
　　..........
　　 Early May, early summer.
　　 An official ship from Chuzhou came through the waves, slowly entered the boundary of the capital, and finally anchored at the pier in the capital.
　　 The people of the mission stood on the deck, looking at the weaving and enthusiastic wharf, with emotion in their hearts.
　　 When they went to Chuzhou, it was early summer when they returned to the capital in late spring.
　　 What happened during this time, resting on ordinary people, can brag for a lifetime.
　　 All the members of the mission breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes burned with faith.
　　 They will bring a blockbuster news to the capital.
　　 There is no more King North in Dafeng.
　　...........
　　PS: This chapter is two-in-one, and one chapter is to make up for yesterday. Last night, the Hundred Mengzhang was delayed for a while. Although I often postpone the changes due to work reasons, I have not missed the number of words I should have unless I ask for leave.
　　 Thanks to the leader of "the length of time, nine snow monsters, too difficult to Chen, immortal reincarnation, I promise you one life, turbid life, and surviving" for their rewards. Your thank you words, I have added to the chapter of the Hundred Leagues.