Sword Emperor of the Astonishing Sky

At dawn, the sun rises in the east.

The sky is filled with red clouds and the sea is filled with golden waves.

A ray of warm sunshine shone through the window lattice in the house, and Lin Bai sat cross-legged on the bed to regain his strength.

In the past few days, Lin Bai had taken many healing elixirs, and his injuries had almost recovered.

"Squeak." The door opened, and Qiao Mo walked in with a bowl of spiritual liquid, "Senior Brother Shengzi, this is a spiritual liquid specially made from hundreds of kinds of spiritual medicine. It is good for your injury. .”

"Senior Sister Qiao Mo, my injury is no longer serious." Lin Bai smiled and reached out to take the spiritual fluid.

While Lin Bai was recovering from his injuries, Qiao Mo stayed by his side all day long and took care of Lin Bai while he was recovering from his injuries.

Lin Bai was a little flattered.

Qiao Mo said seriously: "How can the injury be improved so easily after being slapped by a Daluo Daoguo realm warrior? If you don't pay attention to healing now, you will fall into the root of the disease and hurt Daoji in the future, and you will regret it later."

"Drink soon."

Under Qiao Mo's sharp eyes, Lin Bai was about to cry but had no tears, so he had to drink the spiritual fluid obediently.

"I'm really fine, Senior Sister Qiao Mo. There is no need to send any more spiritual liquid tomorrow." After Lin Bai drank the spiritual liquid, he handed the medicine bowl to Qiao Mo and said with a smile.

This elixir is made from hundreds of rare elixirs, so it must be worth a lot of money.

During the few days that Lin Bai was recovering from his injuries, Qiao Mo sent him a bowl every day, wasting a lot of money.

"Don't worry about it. As long as your injury is not serious, it's fine. A little money is nothing."

Qiao Mo took the medicine bowl, her pretty face turned red, she said something shyly, and then walked out of the room.

Seeing Qiao Mo's back, Lin Bai had a complicated expression, shook his head and sighed.

How could he not understand Qiao Mo's thoughts?

When he was in Tianshui Sect, Lin Bai wanted to recover his five million contribution points, and also to help Qiao Mo regain his position as the owner of Yum Sheng Tower.

He had no choice but to agree to a marriage contract with Qiao Mo under the coercion and inducement of Wu Xiu and Qi Kun.

It was just a stop-gap measure at the time, but now it seems that Senior Sister Qiao Mo is really tempted.

But right now, Lin Bai just wants to help His Highness King Chen ascend the throne as soon as possible, and then find his way to the world of Tianquan and return to his relatives and friends.

As for other emotional matters, Lin Bai never considered it.

Lin Bai sighed, fearing that he would let down Senior Sister Qiao Mo's affection.

"Why."

Lin Bai sat in the room and sighed repeatedly.

"It's the hardest to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman!"

Suddenly, a gentle man's voice came from outside the door.

Lin Bai frowned when he heard this, and then a bitter smile appeared on his face, "Ancestor Pan Qing, when did you arrive?"

A figure appeared at the door and walked towards Lin Bai.

This man looks young, tall and dressed in green clothes. He is clearly one of the three ancestors of the Tianshui Sect.

Pan Qing.

After Lin Bai encountered a sneak attack by Daluo Daoguo realm warriors in the imperial capital, Pan Qing learned the news and set off from Tianshui Sect at night.

Working day and night without rest, we rushed to the imperial capital.

"I just arrived." Pan Qing walked to the bedside and looked at Lin Bai with a smile, "I feel relieved to see that you are fine."

"How is it? Is the imperial capital hiding dragons and crouching tigers?"

Lin Bai bowed his head and smiled bitterly, "I have been in Chu State and the Imperial Capital for too little time. I don't know much about them, and I have incurred certain taboos."

Pan Qing raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who did it?"

Lin Bai said: "His Royal Highness Chen, it should be that my visit to Miss Shen Xian aroused the dissatisfaction of the old staff of Prince Hong's Mansion, so they blocked me at the exit of Mingyuefang and taught me a lesson. Don’t get close to Miss Chen Xian.”

Pan Qing's eyes flashed brightly and his face was gloomy, "It turns out they are the old people from Prince Hong's Mansion. You don't have to worry about this matter. I will solve it myself."

Lin Bai heard that Pan Qing seemed unwilling to let go of the matter, so he said eagerly, "Ancestor, that senior just wanted to give me a warning, and he didn't kill me. I think it's better to just leave it like this. forget it."

Pan Qing smiled softly, "Holy Son, I know what you are worried about. You are worried that if this matter gets too big, it will make it difficult for His Highness King Chen. The current situation is not good for His Highness King Chen. If things continue to happen in the imperial capital, Chu The Emperor will become increasingly dissatisfied with His Highness Prince Chen."

"But if you are bullied and my Tianshui Sect doesn't respond at all, wouldn't that make the Chu warriors laugh at my Tianshui Sect's incompetence?"

"Where does this put the face of my Tianshui Sect?"

"Besides, we are helping His Highness King Chen. If His Highness Chen sees that the Tianshui Sect refuses to fight back and scolds him, what will he think?"

"Does he think that Tianshui Sect is weak and incompetent? Not useful?"

Lin Bai lowered his eyebrows in thought, what Pan Qing said was not unreasonable.

Blindly retreating and forbearing will only make others more rampant.

Tianshui Sect currently wants to make a comeback with the help of His Highness King Chen, so it must show its own methods and determination.

At least His Highness King Chen should feel that Tianshui Sect is someone he can rely on.

Now that His Highness King Chen has ascended to the throne of God relying on Tianshui Sect, only in the future can Tianshui Sect rely on His Highness King Chen to make a comeback.

Lin Bai took a deep breath with a cold look in his eyes, "What do you plan to do, ancestor?"

Pan Qing chuckled and said, "I'm going to meet the old department of Prince Huihong's Mansion."

Lin Bai nodded, "If the ancestor is willing to take action and promote the power of Tianshui Sect, then it is naturally possible, but... it is best not to make too much noise."

Pan Qing smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."

"Heal your wounds well and stop thinking nonsense."

After saying that, Pan Qing turned around and left the Tianshui Sect palace.

When Pan Qing arrived in the imperial capital, he immediately came to visit Lin Bai. Even the second elder, Qiao Mo and others did not know that Pan Qing had arrived in the imperial capital.

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Not far from Mingyuefang, there is a restaurant.

The birthday of Emperor Chu was approaching, and warriors from all walks of life arrived in the imperial capital.

Restaurants inside and outside the imperial capital are full of customers every day, especially the restaurants closer to Mingyuefang, the business is getting better and better.

In this restaurant, an old man in black robe was sitting at a table by the window.

He ordered a plate of peanuts and a pot of strong wine, sat by the window, and drank by himself.

"The restaurant is full, can I sit at the same table with you?"

A man in green clothes came over with a smile, cupped his hands and said.

The old man in black robe had a stern look on his face, looking at the crowd outside the window. He didn't even look at the person speaking, and said coldly: "It's inconvenient."

"I think...it's very convenient!" The man in green chuckled and sat directly opposite the old man in black robe.

When the old man in black robe felt that the other party had sat down, his face suddenly darkened, the corners of his eyes twitched, and a look of anger appeared on his face.

"I told you...it's inconvenient, please don't ask for trouble!"

The old man in black robe turned his head and glared at the person in front of him.

When he saw the person in front of him, his expression changed with shock, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

"Pan Qing!" the old man in black robe whispered.

"Zhang Linghu, you're fine." Pan Qing raised his eyebrows with a kind smile on his face.