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After talking about this, Qin Yi calmed down.
Wuxian is right, it seems that he doesn't know what he wants now.
Since he doesn¡¯t want her to get together with another beautiful boy, then he is still entangled with this and that. What should he do in the end? Let people die alone?
Is this what people say?
From a practical political point of view, it is true that Wuxian cannot be alone forever. Over the years, the courtiers have been furious about this matter, and everyone is really not doing this for personal gain, but for the sake of the country.
You can¡¯t blame everyone for not believing in the longevity of immortals This illness has proved that even if you are successful in practice, there is still the possibility of being killed. And the more you are a cultivator, the more messy and strange situations you may encounter. Everyone has no confidence at all and is as guilty as a duckweed without roots.
Wuxianxu is already twenty years old, is this really going to drag on? Someone said just hit the board? Is that true?
Time flies, and for cultivators, ten or twenty years pass by in a blink of an eye. If this time we still act like an ostrich and leave directly, we will see each other again in who knows how many years. Wuxian will be thirty or forty by then. Can we drag it out?
¡°Either I really want to find a royal husband, or
Qin Yi squeezed his palms tightly, feeling that his palms were full of sweat.
Li Wuxian didn't urge him, and just looked at him quietly. His eyes were not the admiration and tenderness that Qin Yi was used to seeing. For the first time, he showed seriousness in front of his master. At this moment, it seemed that he was not a disciple trying to show off his cuteness to his master, nor was it a girl's heartbeat. Jiaoqiao, an emperor is saying, I am waiting for your answer.
It seemed like they had been looking at each other for a long time, but in reality it was just a few breaths. Qin Yi took a deep breath, suddenly bowed his head and kissed her hard on the lips.
Li Wuxian opened his eyes and blinked twice, the awe-inspiring look slowly turned into watery light, and then slowly closed again. The slightly stiff body that was leaning against the tree slowly softened, and he no longer had any strength at all.
No words are needed, Master¡¯s meaning is already clear.
At least it¡¯s stamped.
If the emperor adds a seal, it will be difficult to catch up with him, and even if the world is boiling, he will not be able to take it back.
The compass of Lingxu can be permanently broken.
This kind of kiss is also different from the dream.
There is a moist and hot temperature, his breath, and a soft touch. It also reflected on myself, as if I had lost all my strength. His embrace is more powerful, generous, warm, and strong, just like the feeling of spreading your wings to protect yourself from the wind and rain for so many years, it has become a physical manifestation here.
His condescending kiss was like a conquest.
In fact, Li Wuxian also had a vague feeling of anger and disgust in his heart, just like the subconscious mind that he wanted to push away the master in the previous dream, but she pushed him back.
¡°Probably what I imagined before was correct, because I don¡¯t want to be so conquered by any man, even if it just looks like that and feels like that. There¡¯s nothing wrong with saying he¡¯s afraid of men.
Only Master can, only Master has this qualification.
This is Master, why are you so angry Really, didn't you make it happen with your own efforts? Master finally agreed, so why are you so pretentious?
Li Wuxian suppressed his strange emotions and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the kiss with his master. The silent night in the palace became gentle, and even the distant sounds of eunuchs and maids talking to each other no longer bothered them, but became The catalyst for a better atmosphere between the two.
So extravagant.
Just as the two of them were getting into a good mood, an earth-shattering explosion suddenly came from the distance on the outskirts of the city, accompanied by the light of a gun shooting into the sky.
The drunken night was shattered.
The two of them separated at the same time and looked at the gun light in the distance.
"Qingjun!"
"aunt!"
Both of them had a look of shame in their eyes, but they had no time to say anything. Qin Yi immediately said: "Go back to the palace first to find the little ghost and An An. Don't leave them even half a step. I'll go support your aunt."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Wuxian found that he had been transferred to the door of the palace. She was also a little horrified in her heart. The master's practice was so advanced. How did he achieve this magic that seemed to shift time and space?
" Such a master, carrying him step by step like a mortal, walking slowly in the palace at night, that feeling
She turned her head and saw the little ghost looking up at the sky. The ceiling seemed to be unable to hinder its cognition at all, and its eyes were solemn.
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At about the same time that Li Wuxian's dream was shattered, Li Qingjun and Yu Shang searched every place where the eunuch had been after a night of searching, and finally identified the biggest doubt.
The altar once built by the Wushen Sect was originally used to share the national destiny, so that there would be no mistakes in the process of summoning Taotie. As a result, the altar was destroyed by Xi Yue and Li Duanxuan, which caused the backlash of luck. Taotie's plan failed and he ran away with Qin Yi and became a dog
This altar was later renovated by Li Wuxian, and its connection with the Wushen Sect was severed. It became an altar for ancestor worship and can be regarded as a scene in the capital.
Various investigations by the Ministry of Internal Affairs revealed that this eunuch had been to this area alone.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Why does a palace cleaning eunuch come to the royal altar to worship ancestors?
"There is the aura of magic spells like praying to gods here." Yu Shang, who is used to praying to ancestors and the Phoenix Emperor in the clan, is very sensitive to this kind of aura: "My husband also used his spiritual thoughts to feel it before and said that there are fluctuations in magic here. , but no one paid much attention to it, after all, it is an altar for ancestor worship, and it is normal to have this kind of aura."
The spells of ancestral prayers belong to the same line of witchcraft. It's just that some of these things have become traditions, and some have been integrated into Taoist techniques. Everyone has become accustomed to them, but they have forgotten that they are essentially witchcraft. As soon as you make contact at this moment, it is easy to get some associations from it.
Li Qingjun said: "We do perform ancestor sacrifices here, and there are also Qianlongguan Taoist priests who cast spells. This is true. But this is a big sacrifice ceremony held in early spring every year. It has been several months now If you have any skills, The remaining magic fluctuations should have dissipated long ago, so they won't be sensed by Qin Yi from afar, right?"
The two looked at each other and both thought of the reason.
Someone must have taken advantage of the cover of a similar spell here and hid in it to perform the spell.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain that a witchcraft that has been practiced for a long time would have no signs. The signs are covered up in the fluctuations of everyone's usual cognition, and they don't pay attention to it.
"There must be someone hiding at the bottom of the altar!" Li Qingjun held the silver spear in his hand and stabbed it down suddenly.
With a "boom", the entire altar was overturned.
This is Li Qingjun. No one else would dare to overturn the altar of ancestor worship in Dali. Li Qingjun is too lazy to care about it. The ancestors are still doing tortoises in Penglai sword pavilion. What kind of sacrifices are there!
After the smoke and dust dispersed, a pit appeared at the bottom of the overturned altar. It was deep and unpredictable. It looked like it had been operating here for some time.
Li Qingjun was about to go down, but Yu Shang held her back: "Don't worry, I can force people to come up."
Li Qingjun turned to look at her. She had a really good impression of this feathered man. He was like a taciturn guard with good execution ability. The upright body and temperament are quite similar to hers.
He saw Yu Shang's wings fluttering and the surrounding air swirling around him. Li Qingjun clearly felt that there was a strange pressure on his chest, as if the air inside was being sucked away, and there was some invisible force from the outside that forced it to close. Looking around, you can feel the pressure of being crushed into powder, and it is impossible to survive.
"Whoosh!" A flash of blood rushed up from the bottom of the pit. Sure enough, there was someone inside, and they were forced out!
Li Qingjun¡¯s silver spear was like lightning, heading straight towards the bloody light.
With a muffled sound, Li Qingjun took a few steps back, his hands trembling slightly. The opponent was very strong!
She carries a small fragment given to her by Qin Yi. She has practiced hard over the years and is now a perfect martial artist. She actually suffered a loss in the collision of forces?
Could it be that the other party is Qianyuan.
The blood light dissipated, and the opponent's figure appeared in the smoke.
A tall man with an arrogant face, a beard all over his face, a naked upper body, carrying a wooden stick, and a bone chain hanging around his neck.
A typical image of an ancient wizard.
It is also the mainstream image of many people in the Wushen Sect. Feng Buli, who was killed in the first place, had this image.
The man in front of him was also an acquaintance, and Li Qingjun was even more familiar with him than Feng Buli.
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