Diji, she holds the crematorium script firmly

Chapter 16 The Scale of the Candle Dragon
Everyone in Chaochen Division was shocked.

With Huan Ning's status, although he is a colleague of them, Huan Ning is not for salary, but for merit, without merit, he cannot continue to ascend.Therefore, for hundreds of years, even though she has been in the demon war department, she is also known as the "demon-killing sword", and she acts resolutely, but in the eyes of many people, Di Ji is always Di Ji, and her cowardly appearance can be killed No big monster.

Now seeing this thin wound, I feel that she is in a dangerous situation. Compared with the power of this soul-binding silk, it is frightening. She actually survived the experience.

Xie Fuchi reacted first, and let go of her, "I'm sorry... But I still want to ask, if you didn't die, what about the remaining magic bone?"

Huan Ning didn't change his expression, "Fly away."

Xie Fuchi scratched his head, and asked again: "Then you went to look around the city, you couldn't be looking for the corpse of Immortal Official Mingyao, right?"

Huan Ning was startled, then smiled and said: "No, although I am a colleague of Immortal Official Mingyao, the areas under our jurisdiction do not intersect. I am here for a promise from my brother."

Xie Fuchi raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Ask him to help you pay off the 290-year debt?"

"Exactly!"

"That's close to 180 million spirit stones. I'm not questioning the strength of your Qingyang Palace..." When talking about money, Xie Fuchi couldn't help rubbing his hands excitedly, "It's just that these are worth three thousand soldiers of the Yu clan for half a year. Is the emperor really so generous with his salary?"

Huan Ning's smile froze slightly, "It's not important."

Xie Fuchi patted her on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "How can it be unimportant? You must know that when you owe 300 years, you will be suspended for investigation, and you will never be hired if you are seriously responsible."

The smile that Huan Ning tried so hard to maintain was completely crotch, "Is it considered overtime for my marriage leave this time? Should there be overtime pay?"

With a swipe of his pen, Xie Fuchi said, "You are volunteering. I will personally issue a small red flag to Jiuwei Mountain some other day. Come and send Di Ji back."

"Thank you Fuchi!"

When Huan Ning was "invited" to go out, he could still hear the Yin Yin instructions from the head of the Chaochen Division, "Emperor Ji is injured, be careful."

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"One thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven, one thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight..."

Huan Ning climbed up step by step along the three thousand long steps, counting each step.It was late at night, and the grass and trees were covered with dew, which wet her skirt.

Few people would choose to climb up step by step, and the humblest immortals also know how to control the wind, so even if Qi Qing cleaned it frequently, some moss grew on the steps.

Probably no one would have thought that Huan Ning would step up like this step by step.But she often counts over and over again in no one's place, never tired of it.

The long and endless bluestone steps, the lonely and lonely mountainside Luotang, the precipitous moon has hung behind the majestic and solemn palace.And this place belongs to Emperor Ji Huanning's own world, without sound or moonlight.

But at the end of the long steps, there was a ray of soft light, which seemed to be an illusion.

Like a solitary lamp lit up in the endless sea of ​​night, that softness is enough to illuminate the world.

Huan Ning looked at it curiously, and when he got closer, he realized that it was not an illusion.The lantern bearer was tall and tall, and the night breeze was gentle. His clean body was wrapped in soft white clothes, like a god walking out of a dream.

If it's really a god... that's fine.

Huan Ning stood at the bottom of the steps, holding up the hem of his skirt, looking up at him, with a decent smile on his face, "Why are you here?"

"Waiting for Di Ji." Sang Yan replied.

"Wait for me?" Huan Ning was surprised, and slowly walked up to him, "What are you waiting for?"

Sang Yan turned around with the ever-burning lamp and led her in. The burning inside was turpentine mixed with cloud frankincense. Even if the night wind hit his clothes like flying, it couldn't blow the candle flame.

"Dijun is looking for you everywhere." He raised his hand, and the light illuminated the threshold in front of Huan Ning, "Priest Qi Qing told me that you will come back like this."

Even in the middle of the night, Mr. Yu's clothes were meticulous, but this night the wind was disturbing, and a few wisps of hair fell on his cheeks like jade.

Huan Ning's heart moved, and he stepped forward, "What do you want me to do, brother?"

Sang Yan said softly, "I don't know."

Passing through the unnamed lake and the bamboo grove, and came to the Changying Hall, there were already guards waiting there, taking Huan Ning to the main hall.Sang Yan didn't look back either, as if he just picked up Huan Ning on the way, didn't mean to wait, and went straight into Changying Hall.

As soon as Huan Ning entered the main hall, he smelled a faint smell of medicine, and looked at Huan Yuan who was sitting on the main seat, his pale face couldn't be suppressed even in a long black robe.

"Huan Ning." He frowned tightly, "Do you know your mistake?"

Huan Ning was puzzled, "What did I do wrong?"

A red flag was thrown from the chief seat and landed at her feet. When she picked it up and looked at it, it was written profusely: Emperor Ji Huanning, for her brave deeds, skillful hands and benevolent heart, hereby commend her.Signed: Xie Fuchi.

Huan Ning: "..." What are you doing so efficiently!
"As the sword envoy of the Demon Slayer, he went down to the realm privately for his own selfish desires, and as the Empress of the Yu Clan, she stepped into dangerous situations regardless of danger, Huan Ning, what else do you want to argue?"

Huan Ning curled his lips, "I have killed countless monsters, and I have encountered many dangers."

"Every mission of yours has been estimated by the Sanchen Division, but you have made your own decisions about the Taotie." Huan Yuan coughed a few times, and his face became more and more ugly, "Since the Chaochen Division has given you three years of marriage leave, From now on, you will concentrate on cultivating in Qingyang Palace, and you are not allowed to meddle in this matter."

Huan Ning's eyes widened in disbelief, "Three years! I'm going to be grounded for three years?"

On the seat is the emperor who is said to be indistinguishable from the Yu clan, and she is also her immediate boss.Then she softened her tone, "Even if elder brother agrees, as an emperor, I must not accept these three years of care for nothing."

Huan Yuan's eyebrows were long, "The blood of the Feng Clan is weak. Since you are the only red-feathered female phoenix in the world, if you take a good rest and give birth to offspring, you can also be considered as a dedication to the Yu Clan."

Huan Ning choked, "What if I disagree?"

Huan Yuan's expression was calm, "Three days later, Sanchen will usher in a once-in-a-century liquidation. At that time, someone will come to liquidate your 290-year debt, and I will write it off for you."

"Three years for 290 years, sounds good."

Huan Yuan raised his long and narrow eyes, "This is a good deal."

"What if I refuse?"

"Also." Huan Yuan stood up in a huff, "You can find a way to solve it yourself."

Huan Ning, who was caught by the economic lifeline, silently rolled his eyes behind his back.

Huan Yuan stopped, Huan Ning immediately acted cutely, unexpectedly a dark black wooden box was stuffed in his arms, Huan Yuan's indifferent voice drifted over, "Congratulations."

Huan Ning was stunned, and was about to speak, but Qi Qing stopped her, "Dijun met Taotie last night and was seriously injured. Now it is not easy to hold on to finish talking with Diji, Diji should wait for two days Go and beg for mercy."

Huan Ning lowered his head to open the box, and there lay a piece of dragon scale with complicated patterns, the color was dark and dull, the tentacles were slightly heavy, and his body felt cold.

"The Scale of the Candle Dragon!" Qi Qing, who was well-informed, couldn't help being surprised, "It looks like it's the God of God."

(End of this chapter)