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Chapter 265
Liu Shuangyue had a vague guess.

When His Majesty absorbed the devilish energy that devoured her, what was poured into her body was also devilish energy.

Only the magic energy can refine the evil lotus into a magic weapon of the same attribute.

But she didn't dare to tell Qing Chuan directly about this guess.

After all, how could there be magic energy in His Majesty's body?
She couldn't feel any devilish aura from him at all, all she could feel was the trembling and fear that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and soul.

So Liu Shuangyue was just guessing, and didn't express her guess.

After hearing her explanation, Qing Kuo didn't think too much, but just widened her eyes in surprise, "Is there such a good thing?"

Liu Shuangyue: "...is it?"

"Hahaha~" Qingzhi laughed loudly: "That smelly monk is probably going to die of anger! Losing his wife and losing his army."

Chang Li didn't die of anger, but Qi Mingyue was really angry enough.

A carriage with a plain appearance was speeding along the official road.

Inside the carriage, Master Changli kept his eyes closed as usual, twirling the beads with his fingers.

On the other side of the carriage, Qi Mingyue's face was covered with bloodstains, her hair was disheveled, and she was extremely embarrassed. Apart from the blood, there was no blood left on her face.

The moment the hairpin pierced her chest yesterday, she knew that Master Changli must have a way to save her.

She was indeed rescued, but before she could catch her breath, she was taken into a carriage and left the capital as if fleeing for her life.

From yesterday to now, Qi Mingyue didn't drink a drop of water for a day and a night.

The whole person seems to have been emptied of the soul.

It wasn't until the carriage ran over a stone and shook violently, and her body uncontrollably hit the floor of the carriage, that she finally regained her senses, hugged her head and screamed, "Ah——"

She screamed like crazy for a while, but the carriage continued to move forward, and Master Changli was still twirling the prayer beads.

"Why? Why? Why did we leave the capital? You are so powerful, you killed her, you killed Qingzhi, why didn't you kill her! You just left? What about your plan in the capital? You Why did you just leave like this!" Qi Mingyue shouted unwillingly.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has long warned you that you should enjoy yourself when you can. It's your greed and self-indulgence." Chang Li closed his eyes, and his voice was clear and pleasant, but it pierced Qi Mingyue's lungs as always.

"Shut up! Shut up!" Qi Mingyue glared at Master Changli viciously: "Avenge me, avenge me! Otherwise, I will die for you, I know you keep me, this heart in my body , if I die, you will get nothing!"

"Amitabha, since the benefactor wants to die so much, he should die." Chang Li opened his eyes, took out a dagger from his sleeve, and put it aside.

Qi Mingyue was stunned.

Chang Li's evil eyes were full of mockery and playfulness: "The poor monk will give you another [-] choices, and you won't die. Why bother to pretend?"

Qi Mingyue's terrified eyes were bloodshot, and she shouted sharply: "Yes, I don't want to die, but look at what I look like now? My face is ruined! When you dig out my heart, I'm still going to die! You Promised me, taught me skills, let me survive, let me survive forever! You made an oath!"

"Look at what I look like now!!" Qi Mingyue was really going crazy.

Her appearance is not stunning at all, it is just beautiful and soft, and now her appearance is disfigured, how can she face it!

(End of this chapter)