Get Lost, You Witch! Don’t Even Think About Letting Me Have A Baby With You Again!

In the past twenty years, Li Qingming has actually lived a wonderful life, but he has encountered countless crises along the way.

Since he was picked up from Ziyun Peak, he has become the envy of many disciples in the sect.

Counting the ups and downs that Jiuzhou Palace has experienced for thousands of years, every time when there is a crisis, the first ones to step forward are always the Ziyunfeng lineage. In a sense, this lineage is also the Jiuzhou Palace. Spiritual totem.

The special historical status does not bring much good luck to this lineage.

A disaster more than a thousand years ago caused the lineage to wither quickly and gradually decline. Even if the foundation is still there, it is no longer as prosperous as before. Later, there was a rule of only accepting one person per generation.

But this person is a rare genius.

Correspondingly, all the privileges, privileges and resources of this lineage are also exclusive to this person.

Li Qingming's master, who was only more than ten years older than him, was even more amazing and talented, both in terms of talent, appearance and figure!

Before he appeared, no one wanted to join Ziyun Peak, and no one wanted to become the disciple of the new peak master of Ziyun Peak. But who could have imagined that such a coveted position would be lost to a mortal? Take away the abandoned baby in time.

It is no exaggeration to say that when Li Qingming was still an infant, he offended many people.

Not to mention the people he had intentionally or unintentionally made grudges against when he was rising to prominence. As long as there is a conflict of interest, he will inevitably be hated by others.

But under Li Qingming's light at that time, those many thoughts could only be hidden one by one.

But now, he has gone from being the lofty No. 1 True Inheritor to a mortal who has lost all his cultivation, and his extremely protective master is no longer around... After more than two years, someone finally lost his temper.

"It's a little more bearable than I thought."

Across a street, Li Qingming saw from a distance a tall male monk who stood out like a flock of chickens in the shop under his name. He was dressed in white and holding a folding fan. He looked very elegant.

"Senior Brother Qingming, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing?"

When he came closer, the male monk in white took the initiative to speak first and saluted Li Qingming.

Li Qingming nodded, but frowned.

Seeing this, monk Wen Yuan in white clothes couldn't help but feel a little more joyful in his eyes. The once arrogant Li Qingming felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy when he saw him.

It’s so cool, I can’t even describe how happy it is!

With this thought in his mind, Wen Yuan was polite on his face, "Junior brother came here to discuss something, not to cause trouble for senior brother. Senior brother Qingming does not need to look like trouble is imminent."

But what Li Qingming said was this: "Who is the junior brother?"

The smile on Wen Yuan's face instantly solidified, then he smiled again and said, "Senior Brother Qingming, is this out of character? My surname is Wen, and my given name is Yuan."

"I'm sorry," Li Qingming thought carefully and returned the same sincere smile: "I really can't remember knowing Junior Brother."

It's not that he has any bad taste. To use such means to retaliate, it's because he really doesn't recognize Wen Yuan.

Li Qingming's tone was not serious, but his words were extremely humiliating!

For a moment, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

The melon-eaters who were joining in the fun all held their breaths, but couldn't stop looking over here. They were all from the Jiuzhou Palace. They were usually very curious about these core disciples of the Shenlong, but now they could see two of them. They are facing each other here, how can they be willing to move their eyes?

"Master Qingming, this young master of the Wen family has a good relationship with the true heir of the Zhang family." Uncle Fu saw that the situation was a little out of control and whispered a little reminder.

"Zhang family? Zhang Xiuming?"

Seeing Uncle Fu nodding, Li Qingming felt relieved.

In that intra-door competition many years ago, he stepped on the face of Zhang Xiuming, who was quite famous at the time, and became famous in one fell swoop!

Afterwards, both of them were true disciples, and the two of them also fought openly and secretly, but Li Qingming never lost a single time. It can be said that the resentment has been deep.

Hearing them discuss this name, Wen Yuan's face also became a little arrogant, "It doesn't matter if Senior Brother Qingming doesn't remember a small role like me. Now that Senior Brother Xiu Ming has entered the Nascent Soul Realm, he will be out to entertain his friends in a few days. I came here specifically to bring an invitation to Senior Brother Qingming.”

"Put the invitation aside in advance." Li Qingming squinted slightly. It was quite clear what the other party's calculation was. That was not the important thing now. He asked in a light tone: "You smashed my shop and hurt my shop again." People here, what kind of thing is this?"

Wen Yuan slapped his fan and said indifferently: "I just taught a few mortals a lesson, why do you think that senior brother still blames junior brother?"

Li Qingming was used to seeing the arrogance of the children of these aristocratic families, so he just found it funny, "Does the junior brother know that the sect rules prohibit disciples from taking action against mortals without any reason?"

The reason why the city in Jiuzhou Palace is so desirable to mortals is that a series of rules for mortals and monks also play a considerable role.

But for the children of these aristocratic families, it is in vain.

"So what?" Wen Yuan challenged, "Don't just hurt them, so what if I take their lives?"

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to waste words with an idiot like you," Li Qingming smiled slightly, took out a completely black token from the storage ring, and engraved the ghost face on it. Mortals have an eerie feeling of their souls being frozen.

Wen Yuan's expression was slightly unnatural when he saw this token. In the Law Enforcement Hall, which frightened ordinary disciples in the sect, disciples from aristocratic families like them actually didn't want to see it.

A few years ago, Li Qingming led his group of lunatics to punish countless disciples from aristocratic families.

But fortunately, while they have many privileges, they must also abide by more and stricter rules.

Coupled with Li Qingming's silence in recent years, the Law Enforcement Hall has gradually faded out of sight. If he hadn't seen this token, Wen Yuan would have really forgotten its existence.

He even forgot that Li Qingming still had this card in his hand. Although he had lost all his cultivation and was no longer listed as a true successor, he was still one of the three leaders of the Law Enforcement Hall. All the members of the Ke Xue Group under his command were him. It is not an exaggeration to say that the disciples who were personally selected are personal guards.

"Senior Brother Qingming, this little thing doesn't need to be so serious..." Wen Yuan took a step back, thinking that it would be better to do less than to do more.

But his gesture didn't make Li Qingming hesitate at all. He input a spiritual energy into the token, and then, the ghost face on the token actually emerged and turned into a black smoke that instantly dissipated like a snake.

In just over ten breaths, a group of disciples in black robes appeared out of thin air.

The leader was a tall monk wearing a grimace mask. When he saw Li Qingming, he knelt down on one knee and said, "Law Enforcement Hall Ke Xue Group meets the leader."

A row of men in black behind him also knelt down to see him, their voices filled with uncontrollable excitement.

"Ke, Ke Xue..."

Seeing these black-robed disciples, the atmosphere in the venue became a bit colder.

Wen Yuan's fair face was a little green. The most unprovoked person in Jiuzhou Palace was the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall. They were all unruly lunatics!

But the sect has given them such rights.

Although this group of names is just Li Qingming's bad taste, in the eyes of others, they want to retreat when they see it.

Going out means someone wants to kill someone, isn't that Ke Xue?

"Senior Brother Qingming, don't be serious. Junior brother is just joking with me." Wen Yuan is not a fool, and he doesn't want to make a fuss. "I will naturally compensate him for the spiritual stones and elixirs... "

"Inner disciple Wen Yuan wants to harm the people, which is already a violation of the sect's rules." Li Qingming said the final word without wasting any words.

Seeing that Li Qingming was serious, Wen Yuan completely lost his noble manner at the beginning, "Senior Brother Qingming, don't be slanderous! When did I say..."

Ding dong.

"So what if I take their lives?"

Li Qingming casually threw a photo stone, which showed the scene when Wen Yuan just said those words.

Wen Yuan's expression changed again, "I was just talking nonsense, and I didn't actually do it. Aren't your law enforcement agencies the most particular about evidence?"

He knew very well that as long as what he had just said was nonsense, there would still be room for change.

He attacked the people of the city in public, but the Law Enforcement Hall was not allowed to use some methods on ordinary people. As long as he said this to death, his family would naturally be able to make the matter a trivial matter.

After all, this is not the past.

Li Qingming only found Wen Yuan's attitude funny. These practitioners did not have the slightest bit of "immortality" in the novels he had read. On the contrary, some of them were not as mentally sound as ordinary people.

Everything is good in cultivation, but some people’s brains cannot be cultivated well.

"Evidence?" Li Qingming turned to Uncle Forbes and said, "Uncle Forbes, go get the photo stone from the photo recorder in the store."

With so many industries to manage, Li Qingming naturally found a way to figure out all the tricks from his previous life. The efficiency of using the image stone is not worse than monitoring.

"Li Qingming, you are abusing your power! You are avenging a public vendetta!"

Seeing the burly body of the ghost-faced monk standing in front of him, Wen Yuan's legs began to tremble. The people in the Law Enforcement Hall were not only lunatics, but also monsters whose bodies were beaten to the point of being like treasures.

In desperation, Wen Yuan even lost the last trace of sense. He took out a magic weapon with lingering spiritual energy and protected it in front of him. He waved it twice in a fierce and inward tone, "Li Qingming, don't force me!"

Li Qingming was too lazy to pay attention to Wen Yuan who kept screaming. He directly covered his chest, his face instantly turned pale, and he shouted: "Axiong!"

The next moment, Wen Yuan, who was still fierce and awe-inspiring just now, was held in the hand of the burly man with a ghostly face as if squeezing a chicken, and said in a loud voice: "Chief, the enemy has been subdued!"

Li Qingming smiled. He hadn't used this method in several years. This Xiong's business ability was very familiar. "Then let's add another crime to him for trying to harm his fellow disciples."

"yes!"

"Li Qingming, are you crazy! When did I kill my fellow disciples! I just want to embarrass you, Li Qingming!" Seeing the two of them committing crimes for himself under his nose, Wen Yuanzhen was really panicked.

The sect intends to allow disciples to compete with each other, but it is intolerable to harm fellow disciples. At worst, they will be punished with death, and at worst, they will lose their cultivation.

"Why don't you count it?"

Li Qingming blinked at him and pointed at himself, with a hint of weakness in his voice, "Now that I have lost all my cultivation, any Qi Refining monk can take my life?"

"You've already taken out the spiritual treasure, doesn't that count?"