The woman in black chuckled softly, "You want to say that they are all just pets you raise?"

The eldest princess shook her head, and her eyes staring at the man in black were like two ripples of ice that had condensed for thousands of years.

"What I stocked was an evil ghost, and they were just bait I prepared in advance."

The woman in black was slightly moved. She recalled the Japanese woman who had left the city first in the intelligence and commented thoughtfully: " Raise ghosts, cannibalism... So that's it. You are indeed a little more terrifying than the rumors. The ruthlessness of emperors in all generations is probably not as good as you."

"If you are afraid of your education, our cooperation can be terminated."

The woman in black snorted, then stretched out a pair of small hands as delicate as jade, and took off the hood that had been covering her head and face.

Surprisingly, the one hidden under the hood was actually a beautiful face like a lotus that emerged from the water.

Her crystal clear face shone with an ivory halo, and she looked so beautiful.

She is Yun Mengli, the saint of the Demon Sect who has been disappearing from the public's sight since the tomb of King You.

Yun Mengli looked down at the eldest princess, and the red and black figures opposed each other, almost becoming a mirror image of each other.

"Although the empress's ruthlessness can make me feel turbulent, there is only one person I, Yunmengli, really afraid of when I go to Baidi City."

The eldest princess said calmly: "Is it the lord of Baidi City, Baidi?"

"No, it is the head of the eight great envoys of the White Lotus Sect, Jiangying."

The eldest princess looked at her with interest, "The one who is invincible in the realm of selflessness? Unfortunately... Since the chaos in the North, everyone knows that there are immortals in this world. Even if the warbler reaches the realm of half-immortality, he still cannot fight against the real immortal, right?"

Yun Mengli knew the meaning of the eldest princess' words. It has always been said that the strongest White Emperor in Baidi City in all dynasties had already broken through the realm of immortals early.

In this 100th birthday party, except for a few people who want to conquer the inheritance of the White Emperor, more forces want to verify the true strength of the White Emperor.

If Baidi really reaches the realm of an immortal, Jiang Ying's strength will probably be suppressed by the other party.

Yun Mengli hesitated for a moment, and sighed as if she was sighing: "It would be great if Baidi could really suppress the head envoy."

The eldest princess raised her eyebrows and asked, "How do you say this?"

Yun Mengli spoke out the biggest secret of the White Lotus Sect so far in an extremely calm tone.

"This is not the first time she has done something like killing the god and killing the immortal... The immortals who died at her hands are no less than five fingers."

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The white clouds are leisurely and the birds are singing.

In the early morning after the rain, a ray of sunlight passed through the rugged cave, shining on the stone wall opposite Qiao Jingrou.

She sat cross-legged with her legs, and on her ivory-like white legs, Liu Ruohuan was sleeping.

She looked at the other person with a little obsession, and her beautiful face was as bright as fire.

Late last night, she almost couldn't help but leave her, but who would have thought that the other party had just lost too much blood. Although the wounds seemed to be intimidating, they were actually very shallow.

After she helped Liu Ruohuan treat the wound, the remaining injuries were naturally restored and controlled by the true energy in an incense stick.

She was worried for nothing.

But because of this, she also understood the true intentions buried in her heart.

Qiao Jingrou looked at the slightly soft face. Compared to the first time they met, this face that looked more like a woman seemed much more resolute.

She slowly reached out to remove the broken hair from his forehead and inadvertently said, "Enemy."

When he withdrew his hand, he found that his white white wrist was tightly held in his hand by the other party.

"You're awake?"

Before Qiao Jingrou could finish her words, she was pushed to the cold stone wall by Liu Ruohuan on her legs.

Slowly, Liu Ruohuan adjusted her figure, lowered her head and leaned over, and kissed the slightly pale corner of the lips of the person in front of her.

Qiao Jingrou did not resist, but just stopped moving, with an expression of indifference or shock on her face.

Her mind was blank, and she just closed her eyes obediently, as if all the progress was taken for granted.

Gradually, she unconsciously reached out to hug the other person and catered to the kiss

She forgot to think, and didn't want to think, but just instinctively wanted to hug him, tighter, tighter.

...

The mountains and fields are silent, and the fresh fragrance of earth after the rain is everywhere.

Liu Ruohuan walked out of the cave, twisted her waist and stretched her arms, and stretched her waist.

But the next second, his lazy face stopped on his face, changing to a look of surprise.

Not far outside the cave, a familiar green ox cart was parked in the forest. Looking at the broken trees around it, it seemed that it was broken by the green ox and opened up a new road.

And since Liu Ruohuan came out of the cave, Qingniu's eyes silently locked on him.

After looking at each other for a moment, Liu Ruohuan asked in confusion: "Isn't this guy crazy? How could he find this place?"

"The Qingniu Cart has been around for thousands of years since it became a car with the first generation of Book Saints, and its life span may be longer than the history of the Qiao family."

Qiao Jingrou, who was neatly dressed, also slowly walked out from behind him. Her eyes were elegant and quiet, as if she had returned to the cheerful expression of the eldest daughter of the Qiao family.

This made Liu Ruohuan unable to associate her with her helpless appearance in the cave.

Qiao Jingrou stepped on her slender legs and walked to the green ox cart. She stretched out her slender white fingers to touch the green ox horns and said, "In such a long time, it has become familiar with the breath of every generation of book saints and will not be lost no matter what."

"According to what you said, wouldn't this green bull have long since broken away from secular common sense and become a divine object?"

It was nothing more than that Liu Ruohuan was a little unbelievable, because he felt that the green ox cart was so frightened by the thunder that it was really different from the sane strange thing he remembered.

Think about the Xuanwu divine beast you encountered in the tomb of King You, which is a shocking and shaking ghosts and gods. Just one move can cause the earth to tremble and the sky to tremble.

"The loyal master of Qingniu only remembers one person in his life, but it remembers the promise of the first saint of calligraphy and protects my Qiao family saint until old age and death. Therefore, every time it succeeds the new master, it will take the initiative to remove all previous memories and live and grow with the new saint of calligraphy with kind nature."

When Qiao Jingrou said this, a hint of sadness appeared in her expression, "The immortals in the Broken Gorge guided the way, and the cranes on the top of the waterfall are auspicious. They are talking about the story of my ancestors of the Qiao family and the green cow. Qing cow couldn't accept the immortals' departure at the beginning, so she wandered on the roadside outside the waterfall until the ancestors appeared."

Liu Ruohuan said in surprise: "I thought it was a legend, but I didn't expect that the green ox cart in the green ox cart was really the same one in the story."

After discussing the allusion of the green ox, the two pulled some flowers by the way, then got on the ox cart and slowly drove back to the direction of the Qiao family camp.
Chapter completed!