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Concubine Shixuan panted slightly, looked at Mrs. Ye, and said, "Can I stay by your side?"

Mrs. Ye clapped her hands, looked at Wanwan and said, "Go get some wine, and give your senior sister a welcome."

Wanwan didn't say much this time, and went straight to fetch two large tanks of wine, put them on the stone table, and said, "The demon emperor accepted the certificate of honor from my younger sister, let's drink a hundred cups Bar."

Concubine Shixuan looked at her indifferently, and said, "I am older than you, and I want to be your older sister."

Wanwan choked.

Ye Tai said: "Whoever is older is right."

Wanwan looked aggrievedly at Shi Feixuan who had nothing but pity and bewildered temperament, and said very unwillingly, "But the Demon King, our Demon Sect respects strength, and you are also older than the Queen of Yin and the Demon King and the others." Young?"

Concubine Shixuan said coldly: "Master, before he died, he instilled all his kung fu into me with a secret method, sister Wanwan, do you want to try it?"

But Wanwan didn't budge an inch and said, "Just try it."

Ye Tai opened her mouth to stop the two people who were at war, patted the stone table, and said, "Sit down and talk, Wanwan, call me sister."

"Hmph! Sister!"

Wanwan yelled insincerely, and sat on the stone bench.

Mrs. Ye looked at Fan Qinghui's head, sent the waiter outside the door to come in through sound transmission, and said, "Find a place to bury it."

195. Countless Masters Will Be Burried

Fan Qinghui's head was removed outside the small courtyard by the trembling waiter.

But Shi Feixuan, who was supposed to be heartbroken, showed no disturbance on the surface, and didn't even show the slightest curiosity about where her master would be buried.

This gave Mrs. Ye a new understanding of the temperament and tolerance of Cihang Jingzhai women.

Wanwan was still obsessed with the "sister" she called out just now, she kept pouring wine for Concubine Shixuan on the wine table, and slandered Cihang Jingzhai in different ways.

And Concubine Shixuan took them one by one with no expression on her face. She drank like drinking water. She couldn't tell that she was a holy and elegant Buddhist saint a few days ago, who did not disturb the public, and regarded the rules and precepts as her creed.

Wanwan poured her a bowl again, playing with the taste: "Sister is so refreshing, Jianghu Yemang doesn't drink wine as much as you drink water, so it seems that sister, a Buddhist saint, is more refreshing than Jianghu Yemang." , even more reckless~"

Shi Feixuan looked at her, and said coldly: "Didn't you never like twists and turns? Since you want to slander me, laugh at me, and humiliate me, why do you have to change your ways? Just say it out." .”

Wanwan thought to herself, if the Demon Emperor wasn't here, I still need to be polite to you, and I would have fought you for [-] rounds already.

But on the surface, he still looked at Mrs. Ye aggrieved, and said: "Demon King, look at Senior Sister, she has just been accepted by you, and she has started to put on airs. Wanwan poured wine for her kindly, and she still insults me like this, no If you give her to my male disciples of the Yin Gui Sect for a day, it will also let her know what is a demon sect and what is inferior."

Mrs. Ye glanced at Wanwan and said, "Shut up, you're making a fuss, it's disturbing my thoughts."

"Oh……"

Wanwan responded aggrievedly, and stopped talking.

Mrs. Ye looked at Shi Feixuan, and said: "The application form has been handed in, and it is also counted in my magic door. After today, what is your identity?"

Concubine Shi Xuan pondered for a while, and said: "Cihang Jingzhai is a sinner, a person who deceives teachers and destroys ancestors, a person who rebels from scriptures and Taoism, and a person who is playing with the devil emperor."

Mrs. Ye was noncommittal on the surface, but in her heart she was powerful. In less than a day, such a big change can occur. After such a major change, she can still remember her mission and enter the drama in an instant. The women in Jingzhai are hindered by the influence, and it is difficult to extricate themselves.

If this kind of woman is really infected and not dealt with properly, then it will really be a big trouble.

He said: "Since this is the case, don't be discovered by me again. You have secretly contacted people in the Buddhist sect. The demon sect treats its own people cruelly, let alone traitors."

Shi Feixuan nodded and said: "Feixuan understands."

The night is deep.

There were two big jars of wine, three women and one man drank cleanly, and most of them were drunk by Shi Feixuan, who had never drunk alcohol before.

Mrs. Ye drank half of the altar, and Wanwan and Xiao Meiniang drank the rest.

Xiao Meiniang didn't know martial arts, but she was a little drunk, so Mrs. Ye asked her to go back to rest first.

Although Concubine Shixuan has the skills to protect her body, she never drank alcohol in the past, but now she is a little drunk after eating a big pot.

"Mohuang, the night is late, the wine is dry, Feixuan serves you to rest."

Shi Feixuan said lightly.

Wan Wan, who had kept her mouth shut for a long time, couldn't help poking her mouth and said: "Our fairy teacher is so naive, we didn't even get the chance for the Queen of Yin, did you want to be ahead of others when you joined the Demon Sect in the first day of junior high school?"

Shi Feixuan ignored her, but looked at Mrs. Ye.

Mrs. Ye looked up at the night sky, and answered the wrong question: "Tonight, three great masters have shown hostility to me. The four great monks of Buddhism, Zen master Liao Kong, and the novice arhat of the northern city, are not weaker than the combined efforts of the two great masters. Concubine Shixuan, your master played a good game of chess, in this case, you should find a room and pray that the Buddha will come to help you, otherwise countless masters will be buried in Chang'an City."

After saying that, he got up and walked into the house, waved his hand behind him casually, and this time smashed the Boundless Saber Intent that struck again with his own hands.

……

Day two.

Fu Cailin stood on the eaves of the inn for a full two hours, watching all directions from a distance, feeling the majestic aura everywhere in Chang'an City.

Behind him, Fu Junmao remained silent.

The master came back at dawn. I don't know how the secret talk with Li Yuan ended.

However, judging by the master's expression, it was not the expected result.

Fu Cailin looked at the Yuema Bridge not far away, and said, "Jun Chuo, why do you think the Demon Emperor knows that Yang Gong's treasure house is under the Yuema Bridge?"

"what?!"

Fu Junmao suddenly opened his eyes wide, and said, "How could he know, my younger brother? This secret should only be known by the master."

Fu Cailin didn't turn his head, and said calmly: "No, besides me, there should be someone else who knows."

Fu Junmao looked back, her face changed drastically, and said: "Master, no matter what, Junchuo will never betray you and Gao Li! You have to believe me!"

Fu Cailin was silent.

In the end, he weighed it several times in his heart, but he sighed.

Just like what Fu Junmao said, she could not betray her master and the country because of her feelings and reason.

Based on Fu Cailin's understanding of her eldest disciple, it is impossible for her to be the kind of person who betrays the country and seeks glory.

But just last night, Fu Cailin's biggest bargaining chip was vetoed by Li Yuan.

That is, besides Fu Cailin, the Demon Emperor actually knew the exact location of Duke Yang's treasury.