The evil concubine who confuses the world, the spirit master who defies the sky

Chapter 132 The Crazy Qian Limo
But it is only 'extremely difficult', not impossible.

This is a simple, rude, but extremely risky move. If it fails...

"Brat, did you just say that the Qin family would come to trouble our Ji family?" Ji Mingwu couldn't believe his ears.

That's what the brat said just now, right?The alliance of several big families is to attack the Ji family, not for some damn qualifying match? !

Ji Yehuan glanced at him: "I attacked the Feng family first, and then resisted the decree. Do you think the emperor will let the Ji family go?"

"Family affairs must naturally be resolved with family disputes. Qi Yunlin can conquer the Ji family without losing a single soldier, and even take this opportunity to conquer other families as well. Why not?"

Seeing her understatement, Ji Mingwu almost couldn't help wanting to bite her to death.

"This is the great opportunity you mentioned?!" Ji Mingwu gritted his teeth.

Ji Yehuan said, "What else? If they don't come to Ji's house, what reason would I have to take their spirit stones and treasures for myself?"

How can alchemy be made without spirit stone medicinal materials?

Ji Mingwu stared: "You kid, you've been planning on them early in the morning!"

Ji Yehuan lightly changed the topic: "The people behind Caixia are quite calm, and they haven't looked for her for so many days."

This method of making a fuss about women is quite familiar.

"But it doesn't matter, if you want to come, 'he' will come soon."

She waved her hand and said, "The situation is urgent, why don't you hurry up and prepare?"

Ji Mingwu snorted through his nostrils, stood up awkwardly and walked out.

After walking a few steps, Ji Mingwu suddenly remembered, what did he want to say to the brat just now?

Forget it, if you can't think about it, don't think about it, and if you go back again, I'm afraid you will be spit out blood by the brat again.

……

The night was dark, with a full moon hanging in the middle of the sky, but thick dark clouds covered half of the moon.

With a cold wind blowing, on the empty and dark street, the watchman yawned and rubbed his arms.

It's really cold.

He raised his head, yawned again, and then suddenly froze.

On the roof of a tall building far away from the street, there seemed to be a man standing. The man was wearing a dark purple or black brocade robe, almost blending into the night.

The watchman rubbed his eyes and looked again. There was no one on the roof.

He shook his head, and muttered a sentence silently. He was about to walk forward, but almost bumped into a ghost face.

The watchman's heart skipped a beat, and he looked intently.

The ghostly face was extremely realistic, covering half of the visitor's face above the bridge of the nose, the exposed half of the face was slightly curved, with deep contours and extremely thin lips, it should be a person with a fickle heart.

Before the watchman finished sorting out the thoughts in his mind, he felt a trance, his soul seemed to be pulled out, his face was distorted, but he couldn't feel the pain.

It was as if even the pain had been taken away.

The clapper fell to the ground and made a 'crack' sound, which was especially loud in the silent night.

The watchman's eyes were blank, the ghost-masked man held his forehead with his index finger, and after a silver thread like light smoke was drawn out of the watchman's mind, the ghost-masked man pressed his finger on his forehead.

After a while, the ghost-masked man left here, and the watchman fell silently to the ground as if his bones had been pulled out.

The long street was silent, and no one saw this weird scene.

Soon, the ghost-masked man came back again, seeing that the watchman was completely dead, his eyes flashed with shock and anger.

Afterwards, he checked the memories of several people in various places in Kyoto, and ran to several places, but found nothing.

The joy cooled down a little bit, and the ghost-masked man was furious at this moment.

No, there is no such person!

How could it not be!

It's been 20 years!He was still avoiding him!
Would he rather die than show himself? !

The ghost-faced man exuded a violent aura from all over his body. He flew up to the tallest building in the city with his arms stretched out.

It was as if a silent wind had blown by.

The powerful but invisible air current is like water waves, centered on the ghost-faced man, radiating in all directions, covering the entire capital in an instant.

His aura didn't hold back at all, like a mountain, pressing heavily on a person.

The people who were sleeping soundly sat up suddenly, no matter the big families, other forces, or even the palace, they all forcibly woke up from their deep sleep, and the lights everywhere were lit up one by one.

In the dark night, the sky and the earth are brightly illuminated by thousands of lights.

In the palace, Qi Yunlin wore a cloak and left the bedroom. He looked up at the people on the roof not far away, and frowned to give instructions to the people beside him.

The guard nodded, then jumped up and flew towards the ghost-masked man.

The ghost-masked man hooked his thin lips, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the man from a distance.

……

Ji Yehuan sat on the bed.

The room was not lit, and it was very dark. The light outside the room shone in through the window lattice, hitting her face, casting mottled and dim shadows.

She lowered her head slightly, and her dark and thick eyelashes covered her entire pupils.

She miscalculated.

He underestimated the extent of Qian Limo's insanity.

Temporarily rewriting the memories of ordinary people did not stop Qian Limo, but made him even crazier.

After a few breaths, Ji Yehuan got up and got out of bed, adjusted her clothes, and Shi Qi came out of the shadows and silently followed behind her.

(End of this chapter)