Diji, she holds the crematorium script firmly

Chapter 22
Xie Fuchi didn't take it seriously, "Why do you think this way? There's nothing special about the bones. Couldn't it be that someone admired Mingyao Immortal Official and wanted to steal her bones and bring them back to treasure or have a meal to comfort the pain of lovesickness? "

"...Don't you think your idea is more perverted than mine?"

Xie Fuchi spread his hands, "Although it's abnormal, I don't even know if the Xingxing Jade Box is really Ming Yao's bones or not."

Qing Fan was shocked, "Then you still signed the document?"

Xie Fuchi shrugged, "I can't question my immediate superior, and I can't break Huan Yuan's seal."

"Have you... secretly opened it?"

"Everyone is curious."

Qing Fan was choked up by the brazenness of his boss, "You..."

Xie Fuchi glanced at her, and the expression in his eyes calmed down again, "However, no matter whether it is a human being or a god or a demon, the most urgent task now is to protect Chao Chensi."

"Yes." Qing Fan paused, "It's just that there are too many people coming, and the barrier is almost unstoppable."

Xie Fuchi moved his ears, and suddenly sneered, "Not only can't stop it, some people just ignore it!"

As soon as the words fell, the candlestick in the palm flew out, and the candlestick, which was infused with [-]% of the spiritual power of Sizhu Chaochen, pierced the sky like an arrow at this moment. The secret pavilion was made of indestructible black wood, and it was like paper Breaks easily.

This blow, even in the realm of the gods, it is difficult to say that it can be easily avoided.

In Qingfan's blink of an eye, the candlestick flew back, the spikes were stained with streaks of bright red, and smashed back heavily, Xie Fuchi stretched out his hand to hold it, but he couldn't help taking a step back due to the force.

There was a soft sound on the eaves, and she only felt a very fast and light figure passing by under the moon.

Qing Fan subconsciously wanted to sacrifice the sword, but was held back by Xie Fuchi. She turned around in confusion, and Xie Fuchi stretched out his wrist, which was flushed.

"You can't beat it."

Xie Fuchi looked at the skin that was gradually turning blue thoughtfully, and vaguely felt that although the man was stabbed, the candlestick that came back was not exhausted with all his strength.

She raised her head, her gaze was like a torch, "It seems that my Sanchen Division is really full of talents." After thinking about it, "Tomorrow, go borrow some manpower from the other two divisions, I can't bear you all every day."

"Your Excellency is mighty and considerate of your subordinates."

"Hey, in fact, the main reason is that your overtime pay is higher than that of other companies."

"..."

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It was late at night, and Qi Qing hadn't slept yet. He was ordered by General Lan Ji to make sure that Di Ji was still in Changying Palace.

General Lanji looked solemn, and said that he suspected that the palace was not the emperor's concubine, Qi Qing only smiled and said that he was paranoid, but his heart was actually not at ease.

The lights had already been turned off, and even Wan Sui went back to sleep, but he still knocked on the door of the dormitory, and an indistinct voice came from inside the door for a long time, "Is the priest okay? I'm already asleep."

Qi Qing said softly: "I just want to ask Diji, do you still have bean paste and cloud fruit for breakfast tomorrow?"

Inside said: "I don't eat bean paste."

Qi Qing suddenly said, "I'm confused, then go to bed early."

Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually going away, the maid Yaoyao was relieved in the hall. Fortunately, she still remembered what the little princess said in the morning that Ning Diji didn't like bean paste, otherwise she would be tricked out.

She waited for a while, and found that she could not hear the sound anymore, and then poked her head out from under the quilt, and suddenly faced a face that had been somewhat vicissitudes, and was so serious under the brilliance of the pearl.

"God, priest..."

She was so scared that she almost screamed, Qi Qing walked in at some point and was looking at her.

"You are Miss Yaoyao next to Princess Fuwei." Qi Qing frowned, "Where's Diji?"

Yaoyao was tongue-tied, how did she know where Di Ji had gone, she was still waiting for the little princess to pick her up tomorrow, but now that she was discovered, she didn't know how Qingyang Palace would deal with her.

Qi Qing sternly said: "I ask you where is Di Ji?"

The priest has lived for nearly ten thousand years, and in a fit of rage, Yaoyao's whole body froze due to his majestic aura, and tears flowed from his eyes instantly.Qi Qing stretched out his hand to grab her, and said coldly: "Since you don't say anything, then come with me to see General Lan Ji."

"no, do not want--"

Yaoyao screamed, General Lanji was notoriously ruthless and ruthless.But Qi Qing did not allow her to refuse, and only dragged her all the way to the outside of Changying Hall.

There was silence in the Changying Hall, only the rustling of footsteps on the long corridor, Qi Qing was angry in her heart, and she couldn't care less about how frightened a maid was.

Suddenly, a sweet and soft voice came from the passing study, "Is there really no moon in Xihuang?"

Qi Qing immediately stopped in her tracks, and looked towards the study room in surprise, only to see two figures reflected on the open window, overlapping each other.The slender one seemed to be half-leaning in the arms of another thin figure in an extremely ambiguous posture, reading a book under the window.

Another person replied: "The West Wasteland is far away, and Goddess Wangshu can't reach it even if she drives the divine chariot."

Wan Sui came out from nowhere, rubbing his eyes, and smiled when he saw Qi Qing, "Where is the priest dragging Miss Yaoyao to go? The princess left her here today, and will come to pick her up tomorrow."

After all, come and hold Yaoyao's hand, "Let's go, girl, our place is no less shabby than your Jiuchongtian Palace, don't treat Di Ji's room as a guest room."

Qi Qing let go of her hand, and let her lead Yaoyao away, only staring at the study room, and knocked on the window for a while, "Emperor Ji."

The inside seemed to be shocked, separated slightly, and laughed when they heard the sound.Raising her hand to open the half-mountain moon window, Huan Ning revealed half of her face. She had just showered, her hair was still wet, and her eyes were also wet, "Qi Qing, why are you still awake so late?"

Qi Qing looked at her, "Is Diji sleeping here tonight?"

Huan Ning propped his chin, and looked behind him thoughtfully.Qi Qing also followed her to look over, Jun Yu was leaning on the couch reading a book, only wearing a snow-white undershirt, the neckline was a little messy, revealing a small section of delicate collarbone.

His eyes drooped slightly, and the crow's hair seemed to be loosely torn apart by someone, and only half of Shu Ya's cold side face could be seen under the candlelight.

Huan Ning was playing with Shark Lord's headband, the moonlight silk ribbon was wrapped around her green and jade-white fingertips, gently touched by the wind, touching the back of her hand, dancing lightly, indescribable If you are close and far away, the way is endlessly lingering and ambiguous.

Qi Qing's ears turned red.

Huan Ning said in a low voice, "You don't want Ah Ying to laugh at me either."

Qi Qing naturally understood what she meant, if it was true... Cough, then His Highness Huan Ying would naturally laugh at her.

So Qi Qing could only cover his old face and run away.

As soon as Qi Qing left, she suddenly tightened her hands, and the suppressed energy and blood suddenly surged up, and the body that was being supported by force staggered involuntarily.

Xie Fuchi, No.1 under the God of God, really deserves his reputation.

Sang Yan raised his hand, barely supporting her figure who was about to fall.

Huan Ning was agitated, subconsciously pushed him away, glanced at him lightly, "Don't touch me."

Out of the corner of his eye, the unconcealable disgust flashed across, and then vanished in an instant, turning into a scene of bewilderment and innocence.

Sliding her wet long hair with her fingertips, little Di Ji staggered to the door, then stopped suddenly, her fingers holding the door turned white.

As if taking a deep breath, she said softly, "I'm sorry, I'm in too much pain, and I lost my composure."

After that, she covered the wound on her shoulder and walked out slowly.

(End of this chapter)