Chapter 816 Three-party game(1/2)
In the Ji Family Temple, the sect leader of the two pavilions and one lineage gathered together, and the entire hall was filled with extremely powerful aura, which was shocking.
"I would like to ask the two of you to come here. You should be able to guess some of the things. The Ming Palace is revived. I hope that Qilin Pavilion and Butian Pavilion can join the Wu Ji family to conquer the Ming Palace again."
Ji Yuechu looked at the two illusory figures floating in the void and spoke.
"Oh? Confronting the Palace of the Underworld, the Holy Lord joked. Over the years, there has been no conflict between the Palace of the Qilin Pavilion and the Palace of the Underworld. Why do you take the initiative to provoke this sleeping lion?" In the void, the Lord of the Qilin Pavilion said lightly.
"What the Lord of Qilin Pavilion said even"
On the side, the Lord of Butian Pavilion spoke in a cold tone, "The Palace of the Underworld still retains its strength at the beginning, no one knows why provoke it on its own initiative, let alone the Palace of the Underworld is in Lingxu, and my Butian Pavilion is in the Hongluan Star Domain. If the well water does not interfere with the river, it will not flow into this muddy water."
"Do you two pavilions really think that the Palace of the Underworld will always be at peace? Since the Palace of the Underworld has recovered, Butian Pavilion and Qilin Pavilion are likely to be the next Ji family. You will not be unaware of the Palace of the Underworld. Lingxu and Hongluan Star Domain are adjacent to each other, and the Palace of the Underworld is here. The best choice is to join forces to control people first," Ji Yuechu said seriously.
"The Holy Lord is so bad. Although the strength of the Nether Palace was once the strongest, it is definitely no longer the peak now. It is impossible to provoke us at the same time. We feel deeply regretful that the Ji family was robbed this time. However, let’s not talk about the joint efforts again," said the Lord of Qilin Pavilion.
"Forgive me, the Holy Lord, I can't help me," said the Lord of Butian Pavilion.
"Xiling Ling Mine, the Ji family is willing to give up 10% of the benefits," Ji Yuechu said lightly.
"oh?"
When the two pavilions of Qilin and Butian heard this, a strange color flashed in their eyes. Xiling Spirit Mine, this is the most important spiritual ore resource of the Ji family.
"One late stage of the True Realm, two early stages of the True Realm, there can be no more," the Qilin Pavilion Master thought for a moment and spoke.
"The same is true for me Butian Pavilion." The Lord of Butian Pavilion replied.
"The two realm late stages, and two realm early stages added," Ji Yuechu said in a voice.
"impossible"
The Lord of Qilin Pavilion directly refused, "The Holy Lord's requirements are too high, and there are two other realms in the early stage of the True Realm, and the maximum number of one in the late stage of the True Realm"
On the side, the Lord of Butian Pavilion nodded and said, "The Holy Lord should understand what precious resources are in the late stage of the True Realm. Even if we cannot say please, please. One is already the limit. I can add two more realm early stages of the True Realm. This is the bottom line, the Lord of the Holy Lord will consider it yourself."
Ji Yuechu's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "Trade!"
"My Pavilion will be sent soon, and I hope the Holy Lord can also abide by the agreement."
As he spoke, the figure of the Lord of Qilin Pavilion gradually faded away, and in a flash, he disappeared.
After the Lord of Qilin Pavilion left, Lord of Butian Pavilion looked at the person in front of him and said, "Saint Lord, I have something to ask about, please inform me."
"Please ask for a message," Ji Yuechu replied.
"Not long ago, three women entered the Lingxu Star Realm. One of them was a traitor from Yin Gui Sect. He had surrendered the Huangquan Pill and had all his cultivation level. The other two, one was in the real realm and the other was in the virtual realm. In addition, they also brought a coma young man. I wonder if the Holy Lord had heard of it?" The Lord of Butian Pavilion said lightly.
Hearing this, Ji Yuechu flashed a strange color in her eyes, and then she shook her head gently and said, "I haven't heard of it."
The Lord of Butian Pavilion nodded and said, "Then please help me pay attention. If you can find it, I will definitely thank you very much."
"You are polite, I should do my best," Ji Yuechu said with a smile.
“Thank you”
After saying that, the figure of the Lord of Butian Pavilion gradually faded away and disappeared from the Ji Family Temple.
"Traitor of Yin Guizong, haha"
A smile flashed across Ji Yuechu's lips. It turned out that there were still these things in between.
"Come"
"What command does the Holy Lord have?"
A child of the Ji family walked into the hall and saluted.
Ji Yuechu waved his hand, and a prayer letter flew over on the table in the hall and fell into the hands of the former.
"Send this prayer letter to Fengming Palace tomorrow morning"
"yes"
The children of the Ji family respectfully accepted the order and stood up and retreated.
In Fengming City, in the palace, King Qi went into seclusion and healed his wounds with all his strength.
In the West Courtyard, Ning Chen sat in the pavilion to play chess with Murong. On the side, Yin'er nervously helped the game. The game was about to end, and the situation in Heizi was in a mess.
"Young Master, you lost again"
One son fell down, Murong Fu looked at the person in front of him and said with a smile.
"Ning Chen, you are too stupid. You didn't win in one of the next three games," Yin'er muttered from the side.
"Didn't you help me leave a lot of children? You're so embarrassed to say I'm stupid," Ning Chen said angrily.
"I won't help you, you will lose faster," Yin'er argued.
"Why, the young master lost again?"
Outside the pavilion, Ruoxi walked over and saw the two of them quarreling again, and chuckled.
"I lost three games in a row," Yin'er complained.
Ruoxi smiled and said, "Young master is not very good at playing chess, and Murong is so powerful, of course he will lose."
"It's the young master who didn't take it seriously with me."
Murong chuckled. Playing chess tests eyesight and mind very much. These are the strengths of the young master, but the young master is not willing to be serious. Of course, there is also the girl Yin'er who is randomly advised, and it is difficult not to lose.
As soon as the words fell, Murong's face suddenly turned pale, without any warning, and he vomited blood and dyed the ink chessboard.
Ning Chen's eyes shrank slightly, raised his hand to grab the former's arm, and the vast phoenix Yuan poured into his body, suppressing the toxicity of the Huangquan that exploded again.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Murong opened his eyes tiredly and smiled weakly, "I'm fine."
"I'll help you go back to rest"
Ning Chen walked forward, helped him up, and then walked towards the room not far away.
In the room, Ning Chen held Murong and lay on the bed, covered the quilt, with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "Sleep for a while, maybe I'm too tired."
"Um"
Murong nodded slightly, then closed his eyes and prepared to rest.
Ning Chen sat by the bed, watching the woman in front of him breathing gradually stabilized, fell asleep, and waited for another quarter of an hour, got up and walked out of the room.
"How is Murong?" Outside the room, Ruoxi waited anxiously, and when he saw the former walking out, he asked anxiously.
Ning Chen sighed softly and said, "There is only ten days left at most."
Ruoxi's expression shook, and a sad look flashed in his eyes.
Not far away, Yin'er heard the cheerful little face, which had always been very cheerful, became sad.
"Young Master Ning, Miss Yun Ji is invited"
At this moment, outside the courtyard, a maid came and said respectfully.
Ning Chen came to his senses, nodded, and said, "I'll go there now."
"Is there anything wrong?" Ruo Xi said worriedly.
"It should be the business of the Ji family. You take care of Murong, and I will go back."
Ning Chen reminded him and then walked out of the yard.
In Fengming Palace, Yun Ji looked at the prayer letters on the table, with a hint of worry in her eyes.
"Miss Yunji"
Ning Chen entered the hall and said politely, "I'm calling you down and coming, I don't know what's going on?"
Yun Ji handed over the prayer post on the table and said, "The Lord of Ji Family is here."
Ning Chen took the reply letter and frowned slightly after reading it.
"Young Master Ning, before your highness went into seclusion, Yun Ji could discuss the matters about the Ji family and Qilin Pavilion. I wonder what your master thinks about the prayer letter sent by the Holy Lord of the Ji family?" Yun Ji said in a narrow voice.
“It’s very troublesome”
Ning Chen said truthfully, "I have told the Holy Lord of the Ji family that King Qi will not interfere in the dispute between the Ji family and the Ming Palace, but he did not expect that he would still have to go there in person."
"Your Highness's injury cannot be exposed. Please hide it for your son." Yun Ji bowed and asked.
"I understand, Miss Yun Ji is trying to hide it from the fact that King Qi is not here. The Holy Lord of the Ji family is not an ordinary person and is not easy to deceive," Ning Chen said.
Yun Ji nodded and said, "Don't worry, young master, I will do this."
"Miss Yun Ji is busy first. Murong is in good health. I have to go back."
Ning Chen said, and did not stay any longer, and turned around and left.
In the Xiyuan, Murong was sleeping in the room, and Huangquan was toxic, torturing this poor woman again and again. If it weren't for the hard-won warmth, he might have been unable to hold on.
Outside the room, the sky gradually darkened, Ning Chen stood in the yard, looking at the cold moon in the sky, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
"It's not your fault, don't blame yourself"
At some point, Qing Ning appeared behind him and spoke.
"She saved me, but I can't save her." Ning Chen sighed deeply, feeling powerless.
To be continued...