After the immortal disappeared

"You guys got things done too early." Bai Ziqi looked at the good wine Yuan Xuan brought to the table, "Is it brewed with the pear blossoms of that old tree demon?"

"That's right. I sent people to dig it out from the ground, and there are only these two jars left." The others were broken.

Yuan Xuan poured a glass of good wine for each of the two people sitting opposite him. It was amber in color and fragrant.

Close your eyes and take a sip, as if you are back in March or April.

That is the taste of spring, warm, sweet, and full of vitality.

Bai Ziqi raised his glass and took a sip, praising it twice: "Good wine, it's worth your efforts."

Qingyang turned the glass and chuckled: "Who said it wasn't?"

She drank this sip of wine with satisfaction, doubly sweet!

Bai Ziqi noticed at a glance that her shoulder was not in good condition: "You are injured, and you didn't touch alcohol in the past."

Qingyang was almost two hundred years old, and she had always been a model of careful maintenance in Lingxu City.

"I'm old, why would I care so much?" Qingyang said slowly, "You seem to be injured, and some people have been killed?"

"I went to Xiaotao Villa to look for clues, and was attacked by Lingshan on the way back, and both sides suffered losses."

The losses were huge, but Bai Ziqi downplayed it. "They seem to be really afraid that I will find the True Man Qianhuan, so they are trying their best to stop him this time. Haha, I thought it would be He Xiao who would stop me, after all, he knows my route."

"During your visit to Xiaotao Villa, He Xiao did not leave Tianshui City." Qingyang asked him, "What did you find out? Is He Xiao the Great Emperor Jiuyou?"

Bai Ziqi took another sip of pear blossom wine: "You know that too?"

"Just a guess. He is the Great Emperor Jiuyou, so many things make sense."

The old rivals smiled at each other, and Bai Ziqi said softly: "Young people are formidable. He tricked me, and he also plotted against you."

Qingyang picked up a piece of meat and tasted it slowly:

"He Xiao slipped away. Several palace guards who stayed behind at Yongquan Villa said that he escaped from Yongquan Villa and ran away before we launched the attack last night."

Bai Ziqi had only four words in his mind, as expected.

"Didn't the palace guards of King Yao keep an eye on him?"

"They did, but when the palace messenger came to summon him into the palace, he and his men disappeared after returning to the house. They must have used some kind of escape technique. His nose is really sharper than a dog's, and he can smell the smell of danger." Qingyang said lightly, "Hehe, why did he leave before I started the action instead of leaving earlier or later!"

She was gnashing her teeth.

Bai Ziqi understood: "Your actions were moved up several days in advance. Wasn't it too hasty?"

"Yes, at that time, several groups of troops had no time to get in place, and my arrangements were not completed. Even the most important thing, the South Gate of the Palace City, had a mistake. It took the goddess Fenghe to appear to help Bai Tan open the gate. The gods were very unhappy." Qingyang was planning a national change! Even if it was implemented at the last minute, there might be problems. Why move it so far in advance?

The gods were most averse to directly intervening in national changes, which would shake the faith of the common people and cause confusion among the believers. It's just that Bai Tan was too weak at the south gate of the palace city, and the gods were in a dilemma, so Feng He appeared.

At that time, many guards were confused and didn't know which side they should support when the gods and the king fought.

"Also, I sent people to Mangzhou to find a notebook written by the person who presided over the reconstruction of Yuquan Palace. It is said that it records some strange phenomena. He died after renovating Yuquan Palace for the previous Yao King, but the palace didn't know that he had a good habit of keeping a diary. If we can get this book, maybe we won't suffer such heavy losses in the battle with Qianhuan Fashang!"

The clone of the goddess Feng He died, and the clone of another god was seriously injured. Before it returned to the world of gods, Qingyang heard its complaints. Now that the spiritual energy of the human world is revived, the supply of nightmare energy in the world of gods is correspondingly tight. Miao Zhantian has to invest more resources to appease these two.

As for Qingyang, thirty or forty Qingwei died. They were all her loyal confidants and disciples of the Qing Palace who had been with her for more than twenty years! Where could she train so many loyal subordinates in the Flashing Gold Continent?

What's worse is that she herself was also seriously injured by Qian Huan's magic. The most important thing to do now is to close herself in seclusion, not see outsiders, and take good care of herself for three to five months. Otherwise, if she delays like this, the hidden injury will soon turn into a chronic disease, and her cultivation will regress.

After all, she is about to be two hundred years old, and her life fire is not as strong as that of young people.

Unfortunately, it won't work.

Once King Yao died, forces from all sides came one after another and would look for her.

Where would she have the opportunity and time to close herself?

As for Bai Tan, huh, she was too lazy to say more. This guy thought that he had all the money, land, and people in his hands, and he was still in high spirits, but he forgot that most of his nephews and confidants died in the palace coup. This major hidden danger will definitely erupt in the situation where there are wolves all around.

Without thinking, Bai Ziqi said, "He Xiao fled before the chaos. If it wasn't for luck, it was... By the way, why did you start the rebellion in advance?"

Just now, when he went to Miaozhan Tianshen Temple, Liang Zhushi only said that Qingyang, the regent, suddenly informed him yesterday afternoon that he should start the rebellion immediately.

Qingyang was the main planner of the action, and everyone else had to obey her schedule.

Last night, Qingyang and Bai Tan completed their mission, but Bai Ziqi had some complaints. Tianshui City was in turmoil ahead of time, and He Xiao took advantage of the chaos to escape. He hurried and hurried, but he was still a step late.

Qingyang told him about the incident yesterday, and then said, "Shi Songwei was arrested, and Bai Tan was in danger of being exposed. King Yao admitted that the informer was He Xiao."

Bai Ziqi subconsciously looked in the direction of Yongquan Villa: "He Xiao knows the risks better than you, otherwise the timing of the retreat would not be just right."

"Just right?" Qingyang chewed on these words repeatedly, with hatred in his heart.

It’s just right!

If He Xiao had reported in advance, Qingyang and Bai Tan would have been ill-prepared and might have failed; if he had reported it too late, King Yao would have been unable to resist, and Qingyang and Bai Tan's coup would have been too easy.

Like now, the two sides are fighting to the death, King Yao, the royal family, nobles, and cronies have been uprooted. As the attackers, Tianshen and Qingyang are victorious but still wounded, so the situation is just right!

Bai Ziqi said warmly: "He Xiao is a person who likes to take chestnuts from the fire."

Then both fell into silence.

If Qingyang's early rebellion was all He Xiao's design, this man would be terrible!

The feud between Qingyang and King Yao was originally within control, and both parties also intended to control the intensity of the conflict.

Since when did the conflict escalate and become unstoppable?

"The road of no return for the Yao Kingdom started with the death of Xue Zongwu. This was the work of Emperor Jiuyou." Qingyang said slowly, "King Yao went crazy. He Xiao took the opportunity to add fuel to the flames, and the situation got out of hand. . Looking back from now on, every step of this man has a trace, and he has pushed the Yao country into the abyss!"

However, everyone involved at that time, including Qingyang himself, could not escape from this whirlpool.