The only way

Chapter 472 Dancing with the Devil, Stupid

floating palace.

Chen Jingyi lay lazily on the imperial concubine's couch. The jade-carved imperial concubine's couch was covered with a layer of fiery red fur. The softness and warmth penetrated into the skin little by little through the thin robe.

The censer with golden pattern of birds and animals burning in the hall emits curling green smoke, and the refreshing fragrance lingers in the hall.

The open windows sent gusts of breeze, gently lifting the pink gauze in the hall.

After raising her hands and listening to the news from the sound transmission talisman in her hand, Chen Jingyi showed a satisfied smile on her face.

The disciples of the Qiu family in Yunzhou died, the disciples of the Chiyang Dao Sect died, the disciples of the Four Seas Sect died, and Su Wan, the nephew of the master of the Fuyou Palace, died.

The rest of the disciples are all missing.

This news, like a hurricane, swept across the entire Eastern Continent cultivation world in just a moment.

A movement as big as the Devil's Eye of the Deep Sea cannot be concealed from anyone at all.

In addition, those sects that have lost or lost their disciples are not willing to let it go.

In addition, the escaped Mozun cut off his hand.

All of a sudden, in the Eastern Continent, a storm will rise.

Only a part of the demons suppressed by the deep sea demon eyes escaped, which was beyond Chen Jingyi's expectation.

She originally thought that after entering the deep sea magic eye formation, the magic cultivator of unknown origin would not be able to come out alive.

Unexpectedly, a part of the devil was actually released.

However, it was only part of it. As Chen Jingyi expected, the seal of the Deep Sea Demon Eye was not so easy to break.

When Chen Jingyi knew that the devil had partially escaped, she was not without fear, but it was only for a moment.

After a moment, Chen Jingyi calmed herself down.

No matter how you investigate this matter, it will have nothing to do with her.

Qingyinbei was passive, but from the beginning to the end, she never had any contact with Qingyinbei.

It wasn't her who did anything to Qing Yinbei.

What's more, when the tide of the deep sea came that day, when the magic eye opened, according to the records of the sect, she was in retreat, and she never left the floating palace for half a step.

All of this has nothing to do with her.

Even if you want to check, you can't find her head.

The only one who knew her was the demon cultivator, but that demon cultivator also died in the eyes of the deep sea demon.

When Chen Jingyi heard the news, she immediately relaxed.

In this way, the place where he could finally reach her no longer exists.

Therefore, Chen Jingyi watched the head of the Floating Palace looking for traitors with great fanfare, tossing and turning in the palace, her whole body remained motionless, relaxed and content, and she was almost watching the excitement with a plate of melon seeds.

What was even more gratifying was seeing the head of the sect obviously lost his nephew and the descendants of the Yu family, and faced the accusations from the great immortal sects in the Eastern Continent. Just thinking about it, Chen Jingyi felt that she was in a clear mood.

"Chen Zhenzhen, the master invites you to go over."

Just as Chen Jingyi was thinking about everything that would happen next, a voice suddenly sounded outside the palace where she lived.

Chen Jingyi glanced over with her spiritual sense and immediately recognized that the little boy standing outside her hall was the soul boy who was serving by the head of the Floating Palace.

The head is looking for her?

Chen Jingyi was shocked at first, and then stretched out her hand to press down the scattered hair on her temples, suppressing the momentary panic in her heart.

Her first reaction was to reveal the incident.

However, if something really happened, it would be impossible for the head of the sect to ask her to come and invite her so nicely.

After communicating this, the expression on Chen Jingyi's face instantly calmed down.

Stepping out of the hall, he nodded towards the soul boy, then flew up on the clouds, and flew to the main hall of the Fuyou Palace at low altitude.

When Chen Jingyi saw the head of the sect, there were several elders from the Floating Palace standing beside him.

Most of them were Nascent Soul cultivators, only Chen Jingyi and the disciple who was kneeling in the center of the hall with disheveled hair.

Looking at the kneeling disciple with disheveled hair out of the corner of her eyes, Chen Jingyi's mood that had just been relaxed was raised again.

However, she still maintained a calm expression on her face, as if she didn't know anything.

"I don't know if the head is looking for me, what's the matter?" Chen Jingyi glanced at the Nascent Soul elders standing above, her gaze stayed on Zhenjun Biyuan's face for a moment, and her heart skipped a beat.

Chen Jingyi has been with Zhenjun Biyuan for a long time, and she can be said to be very sensitive to Zhenjun Biyuan's emotions and expressions.

The expression on Zhenjun Biyuan's face right now is absolutely not good.

Even though she raised it in her heart again, Chen Jingyi still showed a smile and asked nonchalantly.

Standing in the middle was a woman with a slender figure and dignified features, who was looking at Chen Jingyi with a dignified expression.

"Chen Zhenren, do you recognize the disciple who is kneeling below?"

The head of Fuyou Palace frowned slightly, looking at Chen Jingyi with a flickering expression.

Hearing this, Chen Jingyi carefully looked at the kneeling disciple with both eyes. Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, and finally said with a smile, "I recognize it, isn't it the younger disciple of your sect leader? What's his name?" Is it coming? Is it Zhan or Zhang?"

"Oh? Really? Chen Zhenzhen, do you think that you can rest easy after tampering with Zhang Run's memory?" The head of Fuyou Palace said coldly, with a stern look in his eyes.

Tampering with memory?

Chen Jingyi suddenly raised her eyes, with a look of astonishment and grievance on her face, and said loudly, "Sect Leader, don't want to push me out to be a scapegoat just to give an explanation to other sects! Tampering with other people's memories, I It’s just a golden core cultivator, where did he get such supernatural powers!”

"You don't have that supernatural power, but Senior Brother Biyuan's Misheng Drum has this ability." The master of Fuyou Palace waved his sleeve robe casually, hung a blue and white jade drum in the center of the hall, and looked at Chen Jingyi His eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

Seeing this jade drum, Chen Jingyi's expression changed, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "Even if Mishenggu has this ability, why should I conclude that I made it."

"I'm too lazy to talk to you! I just want to tell you one thing, dancing with the devil is a stupid thing!" The head of the Fuyou Palace threw out a spiritual force and hit the Misheng drum.

"Boom!"

A blue light curtain floated above the hall.

A woman was chatting with a black shadow, holding a jade drum in her hand, beating lightly in front of a disciple, she didn't know what she was talking about.

In an instant, Chen Jingyi figured out the problem.

That magician!They actually secretly hid the video of their transaction in the drum of confusion!
She was cheated!

As long as someone uses the Misheng Drum, they will be able to detect the strangeness.

Whether the picture is real or not, the people present are all Nascent Soul True Monarchs, so they can naturally tell clearly.

Biyuan Zhenjun's face was gloomy, and he gave Chen Jingyi a cold look.

Chen Jingyi met those eyes, her heart felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured into her heart, she fell to the ground and said nothing again.

She knew that the overall situation was settled.

(End of this chapter)