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

Linglong also noticed something was wrong and raised her fingertips. A ray of pure spiritual energy surrounded her fingertips.

"Well, something is definitely wrong."

The moment her consciousness fell, the colorful spiritual elements around Linglong began to riot, especially an element that was almost integrated with the dark color, which rioted the most violently.

Youxue said in a startled voice: "The source of the turbid disaster!"

As the four words fell, the inheritance of the source of turbidity and disaster appeared in Linglong's sea of ​​consciousness.

The source of turbidity and disaster, the desire derived from all living things, the source of disaster, is extremely filthy and drives people crazy.

For those who are born with dark spiritual roots, this element is simply an excellent supplement to enhance their strength. But what comes with it is that this person will be controlled by desire and become a demon, and finally blind the initial goodness, and become a violent and bloodthirsty slaughterer.

Linglong quickly summarized the inheritance, clasped her five fingers together, and the spiritual energy spread from her fingertips, and the surroundings returned to calm again.

"Take this pill, and within two months, develop the light and dark industries of Lousha Palace to the top three richest merchants in the entire mortal realm! Can you do it?"

Shang Qiaoshan fell into deep thought after hearing this.

Taking medicine is a small matter. This life no longer belonged to her from the moment she survived a life-threatening situation and climbed to the Lousha Palace, which she had never heard of.

Industry, although she has the brains, but she has no money and no people!

As if knowing what she was thinking, a clear and cold voice sounded beside her ears: "Money, power, people, I will give them to you, just say it."

Confident, Shang Qiaoshan saluted without hesitation, raised both hands, crossed his fingertips, put his thumbs together, and stretched them towards Linglong.

"Subordinate, take orders."

Linglong stood up with the wine jar, left a medicine bottle on the table, and walked slowly past Shang Qiaoshan: "In seven days, you will get what you want."

The aroma of wine wafted by along with the cool fragrance, and the woman's cold and clear lingering voice was distant but not ethereal.

Shang Qiaoshan was stunned for a long while before she realized that her great revenge was finally going to be taken.

She didn't know why, but she instinctively believed everything Linglong said.

After a while, she laughed bitterly again. The world is so unpredictable. She just climbed to the top of the mountain with all her might, and not only did she get treatment, but she also got a master who promised her revenge.

And when their families fell on hard times, the clan members they had worked so hard to support would wish to eat their flesh and blood.

So she hated them, but she hated them more for taking advantage of her misfortune. If it weren't for their cruelty, her grandmother, mother, and father wouldn't have died trying to protect her.

Linglong returned to the study, went straight to the desk, and started looking at the information left by Zi'an.

The consciousness asked: "Xue'er, can you sense that there are countries that are rioting due to spiritual power?"

The most important point in the introduction of inheritance is that the source of turbidity and disaster will only appear when too many living beings die.

Youxue, who heard the affectionate address, responded happily: "Master, Xue'er has already found out that there are a lot of grievances in the sky above Zhongzhou."

The spiritual herbs come from Zhongzhou, and the source of the turbid disaster also comes from Zhongzhou! This Zhongzhou is really interesting.

"Xue'er, help me count, how many flame grasses are there in the space?"

Youxue responded, "Yes, Master."

It is also thanks to my inheritance that I have more because my master’s strength has increased. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t be able to help my master.

The flaming grass is the nemesis of the source of turbidity.

Linglong put down the information in her hand, and a gentle arc appeared at the corner of her lips.

Guai'an was really well behaved this time and explained his identity clearly.

Spring night joy, the livestock market, the cold piano pavilion, and the master behind the scenes.

What surprised her most was that Guai'an was actually the grandson of the current head of the Rong family, a hidden family in Zhongzhou.

Youxue appeared on the pen holder on the table and responded consciously: "Master, there are only twenty Fiery Grass plants on the mountain."

Linglong: "Well, thank you for your hard work, Xue'er."

She put the information about Zi'an into the space and tapped the table lightly with her delicate fingertips.

There are obviously not enough flame grass!

The air was rippling, and a hollow voice came from outside the door.

"I will take care of the matter that the young palace master is worried about."

Linglong paused her knocking and looked up, and two figures in white appeared in the room.

When she saw the face that looked like her own, Linglong frowned.

The two of them raised their hands at the same time and saluted in tacit understanding, their white clothes fluttering in the wind, and every move was elegant and noble.

"Greetings, Young Palace Master."

This time Linglong's brows furrowed even deeper.

"You don't want your life?"

As soon as the heart blood is integrated, he dares to run around without fear of being rejected by the pure spiritual body.

The cold words showed that Linglong was very angry at the moment.

Kong Qi glanced sideways worriedly. The young palace master's words were obviously directed at the young master.

Ping An bowed his head, pulled his lower lip in self-mockery, and said in a gentle voice: "My health has improved a lot now."

Hearing this, Linglong's frown relaxed, and she leaned back lazily, saying in a distant voice, "Since you're well, leave now."

Ping'an's body stiffened, and he looked up in disbelief, with tears welling up in his eyes.

"Sister, even you don't want me anymore?"

Seeing Ping'an trying hard to hold back tears, Linglong felt suffocated and raised her hand to pinch her eyebrows.

"No, get up."

She found the words poisonous.

Although his voice was still clear and cold, it was less distant.

Ping An, whose eyes were dim, looked up happily for a moment, and her upturned phoenix eyes were full of brilliance: "As you command, Little Palace Master."

The happiness of peace only lasted for a moment. Thinking of Kong Qi who was still kneeling beside him, he looked into Linglong's eyes and became worried again.

Linglong noticed it and said calmly, "Ping An, find a seat and sit down." Looking at Kong Qi who was kneeling on the ground without saying a word, she asked, "Master Sizhu, what do you want to do?"

Kong Qi raised his hand but did not put it down. He lowered his body a little more and said, "My humble servant, I am sorry for the trouble. I beg you to go to Zhongzhou."

Linglong paused while turning the ring. It was Zhongzhou again. Was Zhongzhou more important than the lives of his grandfather and father?

Thinking of this, she asked the question in her heart: "Why?"

Kong Qi closed his eyes, "Because Zhongzhou is the source of the destruction of the Mortal Realm."

The atmosphere suddenly became cold.

"Ah……"

Linglong, who never smiled in front of outsiders, smiled this time.

Youxue was trapped on the pen holder with her body stiff.

The terrifying pressure was directed at Kong Qi, and his cold voice was filled with murderous intent: "What does this have to do with me?"

puff……

Kong Qi spat out a mouthful of blood, his body swayed, but he still tried to maintain the posture of saluting.

Outside, there was a strong wind and the starry night sky was soon covered by dark clouds.

Purple lightning gathered in the dark clouds.

Boom——

There was a loud thunderclap, as if a warning.

Linglong raised her eyelids, a vast starlight passed through her eyes, she looked out the window, the curve of her lips became strange, and her fingertips hooked up the soul-calming bead that emitted a faint glow.

When Ping An saw this, his face turned pale and he took a few steps forward.

Linglong tilted her head, her vast starry eyes were deep and ruthless. Ping'an felt a tightness in his throat when he saw this, and said in a trembling voice with difficulty: "Sister, don't."

Feeling the punishment from heaven, Youxue flashed with white light and transformed back to her original appearance. She turned her head and looked at Linglong worriedly.

But when meeting those exquisite and vast starry eyes, I was speechless.

The Great Sea!!

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