"Old Chen Wang?" Su Qingli seemed to hear something funny and couldn''t help bending her eyes. "How can she save me, an old, sick, weak and disabled person?"


    In fact, she doesn''t know who saved her.


    Even if she used all her strength, she hasn''t found it yet.


    She thought it was probably just a little effort for others.


    At that time, she was too hurt and her consciousness was not clear. In the realization of vagueness, she could only see a pair of slender white fingers, delicate as jade.


    It was such a pair of elegant hands that cleaned up all the rotten meat on her body.


    "It''s just a rumor from the outside world." Jun Mu Qian also smiled, and she spread her hand. "The outside world said that you indulged the Lord Chen''s house so much because the old king Chen saved your life, but unfortunately, you spread yourself."


    "Oh, it''s this." Su Qingli frowned and thought for a while before saying, "this is not a rumor. Lao Chen Wang did save my life ten years ago."


    Jun Muqian looked at her.


    "However, the man who chased me was originally sent by King Chen''s house." Su Qingli''s voice was faint. "King Chen thought he was hiding well, and it was just a bitter meat trick."


    The turmoil of Shengyuan was caused by a royal family of the same generation as her mother emperor and Lao Chen Wang.


    Therefore, at that time, she also thought that the royal family wanted her life.


    Her mother emperor also fell out with her sister because of this matter.


    That''s why there was a move to send her to wanlingfeng''s house later.


    However, later, after she succeeded to the throne of Queen Shengyuan, she checked the events of that year again and again, and found that the events of that year had the handwriting of Wang Chen''s house.


    "So, you always know?" Jun Mu said with a smile, holding his arms. "But you have to look like you''re in the dark?"


    "That''s the truth." Su Qingli hooked his lips. "Lao Chen Wang thought she had changed my life with her own life, but he didn''t know. Even if she hadn''t planned the chase, I would give her such a chance."


    "In this way, Wang Chen''s residence will be completely out of climate."


    Hearing this sentence, Jun Mu Qian narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "if you want to destroy it, you must first make it crazy?"


    If Su Qingli had just inherited the throne at that time, with her ability, she could not shake Wang Chen''s house.


    Moreover, even if she wanted to cure the crime of Prince Chen''s house, it might cause the dissatisfaction of other female officials.


    But now, Su Qing''s paintings have developed such a temperament. They are cruel and easy to kill, which has directly attracted everyone''s anger.


    The old Chen king also wanted to protect his daughter and even forced Su Qingli to die, which made the balance in other people''s hearts move successfully.


    As long as Su Qingli spoke, there was absolutely no room for Prince Chen''s house to turn over again.


    "Eh?" Su Qingli was surprised. "Can you see that?"


    After a pause, he suddenly smiled: "young master, you really know me. How can I know you now? If I knew you earlier, I would have a confidant."


    Although Jun Muqian had already recovered her daughter, she still felt that this title was more suitable.


    "Understanding is not enough." Jun Mu smiled and replied, "but I have used this method to treat the enemy before."


    Get used to him first and let him go crazy.


    When things reach their extremes, they will eventually perish.


    If heaven does evil, it can still be violated. If he does evil himself, he cannot live.


    If you don''t have the ability to stand high all the time, it will be particularly painful when you fall.


    Crazy can, but have capital.


    "Oh?" Su Qingli was surprised. "I thought the little childe would say that my move would be very despicable."


    She is holding Prince Chen''s residence and conniving at Su Qing''s paintings in everything according to the meaning of old king Chen.


    However, all the people she could save from Su Qinghua were saved, but Su Qinghua didn''t know it yet.


    Lao Chen Wang was wise all his life and was defeated by his daughter after all.


    Too much doting will bring trouble sooner or later.


    Now Su Qingli''s paintings are crazy. Even if Su Qingli doesn''t do it, it will die sooner or later.


    "Despicable? No." Jun Mu glanced at her and smiled gently, "people don''t offend me, I don''t offend, how can I be despicable?"


    She shook her head and thought deeply: "besides, you just provided a point for Prince Chen''s house. The real murderer is still themselves."


    If Su Qingli''s painting had not been spoiled by Lao Chen Wang, she would not be like this even if Su Qingli indulged her.


    It is sometimes you who push yourself to death.


    After hearing this, Su Qingli laughed: "young master, young master, every word has really been said in my heart. I haven''t been so happy for a long time."


    She smiled and looked regretful: "it''s a pity for me now. Why isn''t the little childe a real man? If so, I will be right and wrong. You won''t marry."


    With such wonderful people, you won''t feel boring for the rest of your life.


    "Yes, it''s a pity." Jun Muqian also smiled. "If I were a man, I would like a strange woman like her majesty."


    Su Qingli is sober and sees things too thoroughly.


    Even if there was no reservation of love at that time, she still left a way back for herself.


    Once there were insurmountable mountains and rivers ahead, she would turn and leave without hesitation.


    How can such a woman not be exciting?


    After laughing, Su Qingli blinked: "even if the husband and wife can''t do it, sisters can still do it. Young master, you shouldn''t be 18 yet?"


    Don''t wait for Jun Mu shallow to answer, she then said, "why don''t you and I become sworn sisters?"


    Hearing the speech, Jun Muqian was silent and said decisively, "then I want to be my sister."


    Her real age can be su Qingli''s great grandparents.


    If you become a sister, you are really incompetent.


    "You''re a sister?" Su Qingli looked at her coolly. "Not as big as me. Do you want to climb on my head?"


    It''s strange that she can''t afford to be angry with this man for many times.


    "Then don''t do it." Jun Mu''s eyes were cold and hummed, "don''t think about it. You don''t want to take advantage of me. There''s no door."


    "Diao Min!" Su Qingli was angry. "What''s taking advantage of this? You''re just a yellow haired girl."


    She is the queen of Shengyuan. She doesn''t even have the strength to be a sister?


    Don''t say, the girl doesn''t look big, but she can''t compare the bearing of her whole body.


    For a moment, Su Qingli thought that the woman in purple was the real monarch.


    "Don''t forget who was flirting with the Yellow haired girl just now." Jun Mu glanced at her with a slow voice, "Your Majesty, recognize it. It''s already clear who''s big and who''s small."


    "Shut up!" Su Qingli was a little embarrassed. "I said it early. Your angry Kung Fu is not small."


    Sooner or later, I will be angry to death.


    "Go, go." Jun Mu Qian yawned and raised his feet. "Since the deal between me and your majesty has been reached, I should go back."


    Because of the coffin lamp, it took a lot of time. While the blood domain leader didn''t launch the second attack, he had to go to the tomb of the God of war as soon as possible.


    "Hurry, hurry." Su Qingli waved his hand, "I don''t want to see you again."


    Hearing this, Jun Muqian suddenly stopped and looked back at Su Qingli.


    The eyes were too focused and deep. Even Su Qingli''s face couldn''t help getting hot. She vigilantly said, "look what I''m doing?"


    "Your Majesty is so beautiful." you suddenly raised your eyebrows and smiled. The peach blossom eyes were filled with shallow fog, and Fei''s lips drew a radian, "but your majesty, sometimes don''t say it too absolutely."


    She raised her eyebrows and smiled deeper: "we will meet again."


    With that, Jun Muqian left the basement first.


    Su Qingli was stunned there for a few seconds before he reacted. His face was as black as the bottom of the pot: "they are all women. How can they hook people so much."


    That''s terrible.


    Su Qingli pressed the center of her eyebrows. She really hasn''t seen such a person. Just a simple smile can shake people''s hearts.


    It''s a pity. Why aren''t you a man?


    After standing for a while, Su Qingli also left.


    **


    Jun Mu Qian took advantage of the earth hiding technique, went out of the palace directly, and soon returned to the inn.


    She opened the door gently without making a sound.


    Rong Qing is still lying on the bed, his eyes are closed, and his breath is light and can''t be heard.


    In Chuang hundred years, next to him was Mu Lin, who looked attentive. He was holding a sword and looking around warily.


    "How''s it going?" Jun Muqian went forward. "I''ve been walking for a while, haven''t you come back?"


    Obviously, it''s not easy to stop at night.


    Her accomplishments are not as high as her. Alas, she can''t break through her spiritual barrier.


    "Mu, Mu girl!" Mu Lin was startled and immediately stood up straight. "Back to Mu girl, no one bothered."


    As soon as Hua finished speaking, he was a little confused.


    What''s the matter? Why did he feel like seeing the master when he saw Miss mu?


    "That''s good." Jun Mu nodded and took the coffin lamp out of the mixed yuan bell, "is it this one?"


    Mu Lin took a closer look: "yes, this one."


    "Brother Mu Lin, you are not reliable." Jun Mu Qian was a little helpless. "He only told me it was a lamp, but he didn''t tell me it was the coffin lamp in the congenital treasure."


    "First... Congenital Lingbao?" hearing this sentence, Mu Lin was obviously surprised. "Coffin lamp?"


    "Why?" Jun Mu looked at him and was a little surprised, "don''t you know?"


    "I don''t know." Mu Lin shook his head honestly. "I only heard the master mention the congenital Lingbao, but I really don''t know what the congenital Lingbao is and what it has."


    "I see." Jun Mu nodded.


    I thought that as Rong Qing''s subordinate, Mu Lin naturally knew the innate Lingbao.


    However, it is also expected that not everyone, even the residents of the illusory thousand, has heard of the innate Lingbao.


    Only when the strength reaches a certain level can we know.


    Thinking of this, Jun Mu frowned and felt as if he had caught something, but when he thought about it carefully, he forgot again.


    However, counting the coffin lamp, she has seen four congenital Lingbao in lingxuan world, which is really unreasonable.


    What''s special about this lower plane?


    Thinking fruitlessly, Jun Mu Qian asked, "you should know how the coffin lamp can help the light beauty?"


    Unexpectedly, Mu Lin shook his head: "I don''t know."


    Jun Mu Qian: "


    Well, one question and three don''t know.


    She glanced at the light face on the bed and said patiently, "what do you know?"


    "After you get the lamp, you will go to the tomb of the God of war in the deep night." Mu Lin scratched his head, "there should be other tips at that time."


    Jun Muqian was silent for a moment, and then sighed: "when your childe wakes up, I''ll let him fire you."


    Mu Lin: "


    He''s so innocent. How can I blame him for such a thing? The master didn''t tell him.


    Oh, no, maybe the master only said one or two words, but he didn''t realize it.


    Thinking of this, Mu Lin leaned sadly against the window and began to count the stars.


    Jun Mu Qian held the lamp in one hand and poked Rong Qing in the other. He whispered, "light beauty, light beauty, wake up."


    When Xu heard the call, the man''s long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if resisting something, and finally opened.


    At the moment when the eyes opened, a strange light suddenly appeared, and the blood color filled the air, like the golden pattern on the datura flower.


    Jun Mu took a slight breath and avoided the eyes that were too evil and beautiful.


    Because of a sleep, Rong Qing is in a good state at the moment. His breath is stable and his bloodthirsty meaning is very weak.


    But for the first time, he still couldn''t recognize who the person in front of him was, and his eyes were a little confused.


    For a long time, the scarlet thin lips moved: "Mu Mu..."


    The voice is dull and low after waking up.


    "Yes." Jun Mu rubbed his chest and thought that this seat was teased by the voice of the beauty again.


    She pulled him up with her right hand. "We''re leaving. Can we walk?"


    Hearing this, the twilight rain, who was still counting the stars by the window, took a breath from the corner of his mouth.


    He remembered clearly that the last time the master had such a situation, although it was slight, he also killed him on the battlefield for a full day.


    But why is it so heavy that even my self memory is lost this time, and can it be so quiet?


    Although Mu Lin didn''t want to admit it, he still felt that the current master was too good to hold in his arms.


    When the idea first emerged, he immediately looked at the bed with lingering fear, and sincerely hoped that when the master woke up, he would not kill him.


    "Hmm..." Rong answered softly and vaguely, his voice was lazy, just said, "Mu Mu."


    He stood up slowly, his ink hair scattered disorderly on his shoulders, adding a bit of charm.


    After a long time, Jun Mu quietly took out the wooden mask: "good, put it on."


    This face is really too evil.


    **


    The three men left the inn quietly. At this time, Shengyuan King City was terribly quiet.


    No lights, no people.


    Jun Mu looked at it and whispered, "go out of the city first, and then I''ll contact my brother Baili to see where he is now."


    It is reasonable to say that it has been seven or eight days. Baili Changsheng should have arrived at Shengyuan.


    Did something happen on the way and delay it?


    Mu Lin shut his mouth and dared not speak. He could only nod.


    He was afraid that his master would hit someone as soon as he spoke.


    While Rong Qingli stood beside Jun Muqian, her slender fingers played with her hair, and a little smile floated on her lips.


    He stood there with grace.


    The light moonlight scattered down and dyed his demon Li''s eyebrows and eyes bright white, just like a picture rolling open and unfolding slowly.


    It is unique in the world.


    No one is around you.


    Jun Mu took a look at Rong Qing and felt deeply that the mask didn''t matter. He still put a sack on him and covered his body shape.


    She took out a messenger and lit a fire with the tip of her finger.


    Soon, the talisman came into play and connected another piece of talisman paper.


    "Chang Sheng, you are now..."


    When the words were finished, Jun Mu shallow suddenly stopped.


    Even the evening rain was surprised.


    Because that sentence came out directly from them and was particularly obvious outside the empty city gate.


    Almost at the same time, Jun Mu looked back.


    There is a shadow of a leaf hanging down, just enough to accommodate a person.


    And the sound came from that direction.


    Jun Mu''s shallow eyes narrowed without hesitation. As soon as his sleeve was raised, the seven stars pulled the whip of the moon and came out in an instant.


    "Pa --" broke away.


    The speed was so fast that a little spark was rubbed out in the air and made a "stabbing" sound.


    It is like a silver snake flying and surrounded by streamers.


    Sharp and urgent, straight to the opposite.


    But the next second!


    The purple whip stopped in the air and was held in his hand!


    But it was like being stabbed and soon released.


    Although it was only a moment, Jun Muqian saw the hand clearly.


    Her eyes changed and her voice was slightly cold: "who are you?"


    How could she pass notes to a hundred Li Long Sheng on others?


    Even though she was still a long way away, she could feel the terrible pressure on her.


    The shadow of the tree is still silent, swaying with the night wind.


    For a long time, in a cold flow, finally, a slender figure came out slowly.


    A digression


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