Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Wanhua Valley, the largest valley in Northern Xinjiang.

He is in charge of the medicinal herbs in the entire northern border. In addition to supplying the northern border, he also has medicinal material exchanges with Daxin, Qin, Qi and other countries.

The most important point is that the witch clan relies on this valley for the medicinal herbs needed to enhance their witchcraft power and to heal their injuries.

Almost all doctors in Northern Xinjiang come from Wanhua Valley.

Even if he did not teach directly, he would go through many twists and turns to become his disciple.

Therefore, people in the northern border all have respect for the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

Three years ago, due to gambling on stones, the master of Wanhua Valley was so heartless that he took in a closed disciple who never showed up. Unexpectedly, it was her.

Feng Musheng swung his hand, and a black light shot out from the Rakshasa Ring on his finger and soaked into a black bag on the table. "Hang these medicine bags in various places in the city, and they will definitely capture Yu Xiaomo's scent."

"Order!"

Kunya grabbed the black bag and stepped back.

"Master, your disciple is here!" A cold voice came along with a black shadow.

Feng Muchen looked up at the hazy half-moon in the sky, which was yellow and dim as if soaked by tears, and shrouded in wet mist. "You and I are master and disciple, and it's been thirteen years since we last met!" He patted Li Mochen's arm with both hands.

"I am so happy that you can personally celebrate Master's birthday!" A hint of excitement seemed to surge on Li Mochen's calm face.

Feng Musheng's eyes flashed with an inexplicable expression, and his pupils sank slightly, "At this time, he sent you to celebrate the birthday! Is he shrewd or is he old and blind?"

"He has his own intentions! Have Si Wenming and others entered the Northern Frontier?" Li Mochen raised his eyebrows and asked.

Feng Musheng's expression suddenly darkened, "After entering the underground realm, everything disappeared out of thin air!"

"Master, don't worry. They will come to us sooner or later. If... Yu Chuwan goes with me, I also have a way to make Yu Xiaoqiao show up." A trace of ruthlessness appeared on Li Mochen's face.

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"Young Master! Take a breath! The eight horses are so tired!" Wujia shouted while whipping the horsewhip.

Ye Qingyuan ignored him, whipped his horse whip, and stopped after running for a while. "Do you follow me like this on weekdays? How did you get on the list of intelligence masters? Did you pay to get on the list?"

"God swears! I am a normal person, but you treat me like an animal! No matter how capable you are, you still need physical strength! Twenty! Twenty whole days! Non-stop, day and night! The fact that I'm not dying from running is a blessing from my ancestors!" Wujia collapsed to the ground, panting like an ox.

Ye Qingyuan glanced at him, leaned against the tree root, and also panted, "Pretentious!"

After saying this, he secretly tapped his trembling calves.

"You, you are full of love, but what about me? From the day before yesterday until now, I have not rested for more than 25 minutes. I took two bites of the buns, and they were snatched away by the hungry horses! The royal family has been inhumane since ancient times! God has eyes, please give me a good master!

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and prayed incessantly.

Ye Qingyuan glanced at him and threw a roast chicken at him, "If you say another word, I'll break your neck!"

Wujia's eyes sparkled with anger, and he tore off a chicken leg. "No..." he almost blurted out, swallowing it quickly, and started to gobble it up!

Before he had taken two bites, he filled his mouth with chicken and started to grumble again, "I don't have a lover to save me, nor a brother to help me. I have done my duty so faithfully, you should be grateful and burn incense to my heart!"

Veins in Ye Qingyuan's temples were throbbing, a mouthful of licorice appeared at the corner of his lips, and he stared at Wujia with cold eyes.

Wujia's greasy mouth suddenly stopped chewing, and with a greasy hand, he quickly covered the endless chatter from his arched mouth. His Adam's apple twitched slowly, and he swallowed the unchewed piece of meat.

Ye Qingyuan didn't look at him, he covered his head with his robe and fell asleep, "Let's set off in a quarter of an hour!"

"Eat people without leaving any bones!" Wujia secretly glared at him, biting the chicken feet viciously, and muttered under his breath: "The imperial family is the most indifferent!"

Yu Xiaoqiao, Si Wenming and others passed through a very long tunnel and arrived at a courtyard.

There are mountains on all sides.

Its entrance is a mountain that towers into the clouds.

Without high-altitude reconnaissance equipment, it would be impossible to detect it.

Si Fangfang settled her group and left.

Yu Xiaoqiao and others have been staying in Hefengju for three days.

Yu Xiaomo studied witchcraft every day, Yu Xiaoqiao often studied the topography with "Geology of Northern Frontier", Si Wenming and Li Lingyan drank or played chess, Danzhu, Ruman, Qingfeng and others occasionally went out in disguise...

Action, no mention.

On this day, Yu Xiaoqiao sat next to Si Wenming and watched him play chess with Li Lingyan.

"Master, Miss Qing is here." The maid Tan Yun reported in small steps, her voice trembling slightly.

I don't know if he was running in a hurry or was just scared.

Si Wenming raised the corner of his lips slightly and threw a piece lightly, "Tell her to wait in the side hall."

Si Wenming did not stand up, still leisurely concentrating on the chess game. Li Lingyan, on the other hand, felt restless and glanced towards the side hall from time to time.

Yu Xiaoqiao had never seen which woman Li Lingyan was so interested in, and she suddenly became curious about this Miss Qing.

Inadvertently, I caught a glimpse of a slender and graceful figure, and an inexplicable feeling arose in my heart.

Qing Lingping has a cold look, long eyebrows and graceful eyes, and a very pretty appearance.

She smiled faintly, without any warmth, and her eyes flickered slightly when she glanced at Si Wenming.

After finishing a game of chess, Si Wenming slowly stood up, took Yu Xiaoqiao's hand, and walked to the side hall.

"Xiao Qiao, this is Qing Lingping, one of the four guardians of Fanyin Pavilion, and also the tea server of the Northern Frontier royal family." Si Wenming told Yu Xiaoqiao the top secret in a light-hearted manner.

Yu Xiaoqiao glanced at him slightly, put on a polite smile and nodded.

Qing Lingping bowed in return, with a faint smile on her face, like the bright sun above the ice.

Qing Lingping stood in the hall with her eyes lowered. The tiny blue veins on her forehead that were highlighted by shock quietly disappeared under a lock of black hair.

She entered the Fanyin Pavilion at a young age and learned martial arts from Si Wenming himself.

In the past ten years, I have never seen the sect leader bring outsiders with him, let alone introduce them in such an unrestrained manner.

Yu Xiaoqiao smiled, "You have important matters to attend to, so I can't disturb you. Miss Qing, please stay for dinner, I'll ask someone to arrange it."

As Yu Xiaoqiao spoke, she glanced at Si Wenming.

Si Wenming curved his eyebrows and reached out to pull her over. "There is a big battle ahead, Lingping should not stay for long." Si Wenming turned and looked at Qing Lingping. "Before you set off, prepare some specialties of Haojing, all of which are your favorites. Take them with you when you leave."

Qing Lingping smiled slightly, bowed and thanked him.

Si Wenming talked to Qing Lingping for a full hour.

Yu Xiaoqiao was in a daze in the courtyard, her thoughts running wild.

There had never been a woman close to Si Wenming, but suddenly a cold beauty appeared.

If you don't care, it must be fake.

Si Wenming is so considerate of her feelings. If she gets jealous and throws a tantrum, she would be too petty.

However, Si Wenming treated this woman differently.

Yu Xiaoqiao could feel it.

When Qing Lingping came out, she nodded to Li Lingyan and left without saying a word.

Si Wenming placed an extra sachet around her waist.

Yu Xiaoqiao only felt that the sachet on his waist was dazzling. She forced a meaningful smile, looked at him, and left.

Si Wenming raised the corners of his lips slightly and watched her go.

"That girl has grown into a young lady! She had an icy face when she was young, and now she is even colder, but she has a stunning demeanor, making her even more alluring... She belongs to whoever brought her here! Aren't you afraid that Xiao Qiao will be jealous?" Li Lingyan was talking nonsense.

Si Wenming glared at him and walked away.

After dinner, Yu Xiaoqiao was swinging leisurely on the swing when she suddenly felt a pair of large hands pushing on her back.

She swung for a while, then pushed her feet forward and stopped.

Yu Xiaoqiao turned around and said, "Master, do you have something to say?"