A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 927 Who is in the game?who is on the outside

night time.

The entire Taoyuan was peaceful, and even the bustling market seemed extraordinarily quiet tonight.

The lights in the alchemy room were brightly lit and remained on all night.

Standing or leaning around the courtyard, there are countless people on display.Everyone looked up at the door of the alchemy room, expecting good news from inside.The good news of Lang Mo's return was overwhelmed by Jiang Qing's serious injury, and everyone in the tribe watched Jiang Qing with worry.In their view, Jiang Qing is the envoy bestowed upon them by the Beast God. Jiang Qing's serious injury means that they failed to take good care of her. Will the Beast God punish them?All kinds of complicated thoughts flooded into the depressed hearts of the clansmen.

"bump--"

Another explosion sounded, and the familiar roar made everyone's hearts sink in their throats.

Qing tightly clenched the corner of Lang Lie's clothes, and said anxiously: "Lang Lie, how many roars is this?" When asking, he did not forget to turn around and look into the depths of the living room.Jiang Qing is resting in the bedroom at the moment, the roar probably won't alarm her!
"68 times." Lang Lie said flatly.Sitting as immobile as a mountain, ignoring Qing's uneasy expression, sitting beside him with wolfish eyes, nose, mouth and heart, his expression was neither sad nor happy, if it wasn't for the tight hands holding his hands, the bruised tendons would reveal his true inner thoughts.Outsiders really thought that he didn't feel the slightest of these roaring sounds.

"What's the matter with this roar? Did Didison succeed?" Qing murmured.

These words were exactly what everyone gathered in and outside the courtyard wanted to know.

However, Didison did not push open the door.

No one dared to rush in through the door, did you see that even Lang Mo was sitting on the steps and staring at the closed door of the alchemy room.At this point, they naturally dare not make any changes, for fear of disturbing Didison's refining of Shiquan Dabu Wan.

And at this moment, in a hidden courtyard somewhere outside Taoyuan.

"How's the situation?" Qingli asked.A head of silver hair was scattered freely, and the candlelight reflected a little bit of cold luster under the dark night sky.Against Qingli's sinister face, an indescribably creepy aura came quietly.The face that was originally as cold as a chrysanthemum had already been enchanted and looked particularly eerie and terrifying. Under the gray pupils, the cinnabar-like lips were three points more coquettish than fresh blood.

"My lord, after Lang Mo returned to Taoyuan, Taoyuan was under a high level of martial law and we couldn't know anything about it." The half-kneeling person on the ground lowered his head and did not dare to look up at Qingli's face.The voice trembled slightly, with a slight hint of fear.

"Trash!" Qing Li's eyes froze, and with a wave of his left hand, a suction force drew the man kneeling on the ground in front of him.Five fingers formed into claws, instantly submerged into the man's skull, and a faint smell of blood immediately permeated, filling the entire room.With a gloomy face, Qingli cursed: "It's been so many days, but I haven't been able to find out any news. What's the use of keeping this kind of waste?"

"Miss, please calm down." Sandy said softly.The soft voice soothed Qingli's out-of-control heart like spring wind and rain, and there was no slight disobedience on her handsome cheeks.Holding a sachet in his hand, he handed it under Qingli's nose to let her take a few deep breaths.

Qingli greedily sniffed the breath in the sachet, and gradually recovered her sinister expression.Sandy waved his hands towards the darkness, and soon two people came out from both sides and dragged the man who was dying on the ground out.The movements are neat and familiar, as if they have been done thousands of times.While dragging the corpse, no one dared to raise their hands and take a deep breath, for fear of angering the demon sitting on it.

"Sandy, I haven't slept well recently, prepare me more incense. Last time, the apricot incense you prepared was very good. In order to celebrate the success that is about to be achieved, I need to sleep well." Qingli said coldly.Sandy was the only one left by her side, and Holt and Feng Luan's choice made her very angry.Knowing what kind of place Heavenly Prison is?They completely disregarded the blood and family relationship, so she moved her hand to Holt the first time she escaped from trouble, but it was a pity that Feng Luan was not in the Hive City.Otherwise, she doesn't mind giving Feng Luan a ride.

"Okay, miss. Tonight, I will light apricot incense for miss to sleep." Sandy said calmly.Watching Qingli take the life of her father Holt without mercy, Sandy knew that Qingli in front of him was completely crazy.And all of this was exactly what she had been looking forward to all this time. Seeing Holt fell to the ground stained with blood and died, Sandy couldn't tell whether it was gratification or the same at that moment.Back then, the tribe she was born in was so innocent, but was slaughtered by Qingli overnight...

However, Qingli, who was an executioner, was safe and sound, enjoying the protection of the Tianshi clan, and was not punished in the slightest.In this continent, the weak and the strong prey on the strong, even if she commits a heinous crime, as long as she is a strong person, she has the right to be exonerated from all crimes.She will never forget the scene of seeing her parents lying in a pool of blood, therefore, she swore in her heart that she would make all enemies pay in blood.The Beast God showed pity, he never thought that the opportunity would come so quickly.

Soon, she was selected as Qingli's personal maid.

Everything seems to have been preordained in the dark.For the blood feud of the tribe, for the deep revenge of the dead sister, she has come to today step by step, and soon she will get her wish.With his head lowered, his hand was quietly stroking the already damaged grasshopper in his sleeve.

A gentle smile slowly spread across her handsome face.

"Yicheng, is there any news over there?" Qingli said indifferently.

Sandy shook his head slightly, hid a letter in his sleeve, and said coldly: "No, there is no news from Chief Yicheng. Presumably, the matter between him and the Great Elder has not been dealt with in time." Pious and Respectful expression, not a trace of lying.Assuming, of course, that no one knows about her stash of letters.

Qing Li frowned when she heard the words.

"Trash, a mere Yifeng can't handle it. No wonder he has lived in the shadow of Yixuan all his life, write to him and tell him to act faster. I can't wait to see Jiang Qing die in front of me, if it wasn't for Yixuan and Sylvan Thinking about the things in Yubei, how could the clown Zhufeng tribe have been playing around in Qingnan for so many years..." Qingli said angrily, she never took the Fengzhu tribe seriously.In her opinion, the Wind Chasing Tribe is still the weak tribe that was vulnerable to a single blow decades ago, and there is nothing to fear at all.

Sandy turned a deaf ear and listened to Qingli's curses.

The expression on his face remained unchanged from beginning to end.In the eyes of outsiders, not only Qingli is terrifying, but Sandy, who has been with Qingli for decades, is also terrifying.They never saw an expression on Sandy's face other than a slight smile.How can a person have only one expression?
Unless, that person is not a person.

Therefore, even if Sandy has never done anything, the fear of Sandy in the eyes of these guards around Qingli is no less than that of Qingli.

(End of this chapter)