The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

"It's rare that the Sizhu, who is not tainted by worldly affairs, can also get angry." Looking at the other party's frozen face, he said leisurely: "The blood in the heart cannot regenerate?"

Kong Qi took a deep breath, faced Linglong, and bowed his head: "Yes."

The spiritual power is strong and one drop can be produced in one year.

"If I take too much blood from my heart, will I die?"

Kong Qi said expressionlessly: "No."

No, it will just fall asleep until the blood that nourishes its heart flows through its body and it will wake up.

Linglong knew these consequences when her blood was drawn, and she didn't want to say more.

He looked at Kong Qi coldly for a while, took out a bottle of pills, uncorked the bottle with one hand, tilted his head slightly, and poured the pills in the bottle into his mouth.

He closed his eyes, "If that's the case, what are you worried about?"

Empty prayer...

Okay, he's meddling in other people's business.

However, he had to take care of his identity.

He took a deep breath, his tone respectful but with a hint of gritted teeth: "You, holding the Emperor Phoenix Sword, represent restraint and balance."

Linglong didn't open her eyes, she sneered inwardly and said childishly: "Then, I'll give it to you?"

Kong Qi choked. He, who would not be affected by the outside world, had ceased to exist when he realized that the man in front of him had returned.

"You are joking. The Emperor Phoenix Sword's chosen owner is not someone you can replace."

Linglong pinched her brows and said in a cold voice: "What does the common people have to do with me? I will protect my father until he is well again."

As the wide sleeves slid down, a flash of white caught Kong Qi's eyes. His pupils shrank and the tips of his ears turned red. When he was about to look away, a flash of red passed by.

Kong Qi took two steps forward and just as he was about to see it clearly, a blood-red sword stopped an inch in front of his face.

A clear voice sounded in my ears: "Sorry, I don't like people getting too close to me."

Kong Qi, whose expression did not change much, could not help but twitch the corners of his lips when he heard this.

Let’s not talk about the distance when handing over the soul-suppressing bead! If you didn’t hold a man in your arms when you first met, he would really believe it.

However, seeing the other party's serious expression, he chose to compromise, took a step back, raised his hand and saluted, "Kong Qi, I'm sorry."

The long sword disappeared. Linglong straightened her sleeves and looked up at Kong Qi: "What did you want to do just now?"

If he hadn't been so emotional, she wouldn't have drawn her sword.

Kong Qi lowered his head and closed his eyes, speaking calmly and respectfully: "Young Palace Master, why is there a lifeline on your arm?"

So that's how it is. Linglong, who had recovered a little, stood up and said three words indifferently: "Heart knot." Before she could speak, she said, "I am happy with this."

Same heart, same mind but different fates, wireless determines life and death.

The one without a lifeline on his arm is the master of life and death. If he dies, the contractor must die! On the contrary, if the contractor dies, he has nothing to worry about.

Kong Qi was stunned, and his desire to become an immortal began to retreat.

He was really afraid that he would be so angry that he ascended to heaven before he became an immortal.

Inhale, grit your teeth: "Can I see him?"

What can he do now that it has happened? If the fate threatens the 'supply master', just kidnap him and keep him.

As if he could sense people's hearts, his cold words rang in his ears: "He is my Achilles' heel."

This simple sentence made Kong Qi put his mind at ease.

He looked up at Linglong's departing back and sighed.

This Palace Master is becoming more and more difficult to deal with.

I returned to the palace where Zi'an was and looked at the young man who was still sleeping soundly.

Linglong used her spiritual power to check the boy's pulse and discovered that there was an extra pure white element in his body.

Mental element.

Okay, the spiritual element is also good. (Purely fictional)

She withdrew her hand, picked up Zi'an and walked out. She had to go deal with those scum in Qingshan Town.

——??——

Qingshan Town.

In the dark, Chen Bei, wearing a black jade mask, looked coldly at the person sitting in the main seat.

"Owner, aren't you going to do anything yet?"

Chen Bei tilted his head, and a faint light shone on the mask, revealing a blooming sugar-colored rose flower on the black jade, looking vivid and lifelike.

"Did the soldiers damage anything in the bookstore?"

The woman with the silver mask on her face replied respectfully, "No."

Chen Bei retracted his gaze and said, "Watch carefully, and take action if you see anything strange."

"Yes."

At the same time, the sound of uniform footsteps came from the door of the bookstore.

A woman in armor strode in.

"Li Xidai, Wen Shanchu just left and you dare to come here and make trouble. Do you think this general can't do anything to you?"

Li Xidai, who was sitting in the main seat, saw the visitor and a look of disdain flashed in his triangular eyes.

He sat there calmly, slowly raised the cup beside him, took a sip of tea, and then said slowly: "General Yan misunderstood, I am also here to investigate the case."

Yan Yan sneered, "You, investigating a case? I'm afraid there will be more unjust cases." Looking at Li Xidai, whose face changed, Yan Yan continued, "Li Xidai, you didn't investigate the owner of this place before you came here. What is his identity?"

Li Xidai's ugly expression became even uglier when he heard this.

Could it be that the person behind the bookstore has some other noble identity? But can he be as noble as Feng Jun?

Thinking of this, Li Xidai laughed sarcastically: "General Yan, let us useless scholars handle these cases."

What I mean is that you warriors who only know how to carry guns and fight should just do what you are supposed to do.

Yan Yan was not annoyed, he found a seat and sat down with his arms and legs folded. Looking at Li Xidai, he was worried about her IQ.

"I really doubt whether you bought your official position?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xidai's face turned pale, he stood up quickly, pointed his finger at Yan Yan and was about to curse.

Fortunately, there was a perceptive official behind her who stopped her from committing suicide.

"Sir, General Yan is the general guarding the border."

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Li Xidai's head.

Yes, a dignified general guarding a place cannot leave the place he is guarding without an order.

And there is only one person who can mobilize the army, Your Majesty.

Li Xidai, who had figured it out, stumbled. She received news that His Majesty was going on a secret visit, could it be possible?

No, she had to go back and write a letter to ask Feng Jun how to deal with it.

Li Xidai took a deep look at Yan Yan and waved: "Go back."

Upon hearing what was said, the yamen runners who came with Li Xida left the bookstore in an orderly manner.

Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that this idiot would make things worse.

He stood up and looked at Mu Nian who was waiting not far away, "Excuse me."

Mu Nian bowed expressionlessly: "Goodbye, General."

"Lord, do we need to deal with the five secret guards in the dark?"

Chen Bei, who was leaning against the wall with his arms around him, tapped his arm lightly with his right index finger. The black jade ring on his knuckles looked mysterious and strange.

"Need not."

A powerful pressure came from the sky. Chen Bei stood up straight and tilted his head to look towards the window, a solemn look in his eyes.

Before he could react, a familiar cold voice sounded in his ears: "Mingsha."

Chen Bei breathed a sigh of relief, and inwardly sighed that his master's inner energy was becoming increasingly powerful.

"Spread out and guard everywhere."

After he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot in a flash.