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At the flower court meeting once in a hundred years, she showed her love to him in public, which attracted countless laughter.

She was angry: "I just want to be the queen of gods."

He smiled: "Then cultivate immortals."

Since then, she has devoted herself to practice.

Five hundred years later, at the Yaochi Meeting, she quietly asked, "When can I be your god queen?"

He smiled: "Wait until you are loaded into the Immortal Book."

Elaborate arrangements could never escape God's will, and just when the calamity was about to succeed, she finally understood the meaning of the words, turned around resolutely, and chose the "promise with one's body" in the red dust, abandoning the immortal way and falling into reincarnation forever.

She exchanged thousands of years of cultivation for a lifetime of love, and he changed his life because of thousands of years of guilt.

Thousands of years in the world, the oath is forgotten, is her persistence still the same?

How will he repay the debt he owes?

The above temporary writing, Lei De's hair stands on end, the following text:

Back at the barren mansion, it was not yet dawn, but the yard was much more lively. Zhao Xing and others guarded the hospital door with their swords in their hands. They were surprised when they saw Hong Ning, and no one dared to speak up.

The door of Yang Zhen's room was closed, and there was faint light.

Hong Ning has already guessed a few points. This person has a prominent status and acts, and it is inevitable that he has better face than others. Now that he is almost taken advantage of by the peach demon, and it falls in his own eyes, he must be very angry. Hong Ning is not in a good mood at the moment, she is not interested in serving this young master, and is ready to go back to her room to rest and refresh herself.

The sound transmission suddenly moved.

Hong Ning suddenly felt helpless, sighed, turned and walked towards the light.

Pushing the door open, the room was very quiet, the bed tent, table and chairs were still the same, but the sword was no longer hung on the wall, but was placed on the table, within reach.

Yang Zhen stood by the table with his hands behind his back, facing the door.

The woman's words and deeds were suspicious. Seeing her approaching her master, Zhao Xing and other guards surrounded her, vigilant: "Master, she..."

"Retreat." Yang Zhen said coldly.

People have to obey.

Hong Ning calmly closed the door: "One step late, I didn't catch up."

Yang Zhen turned around, his eyes sharp: "Who is that monster?"

Hong Ning pretended not to know: "Don't Young Master Yang recognize him, why are you asking about me?"

Yang Zhen walked slowly in front of her, and after a while, he said, "This person calls himself Bi, and his name is Bi Qin. As for his origin, I don't know."

Hong Ning was stunned for a moment: "Bi Qin, where can I avoid Qin?" Before Yang Zhen could answer, she smiled again: "I found Taoyuan to avoid Qin, and a good name."

She remembered this poem before she crossed over. Yang Zhen had never heard it before, so she was puzzled: "What is Taoyuan?"

Hong Ning said: "Do you think his beauty is comparable to a peach blossom?"

The speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. Yang Zhen thought she was alluding to what happened last night, his face changed slightly, and he said lightly: "Girls must know the four words 'calamity comes out of your mouth', it is better to be cautious in your words and actions."

Seeing that he was sensitive, Hong Ning secretly laughed, and no longer concealed: "The thousand-year-old peach demon, cannibalize brains, likes beauty, does Young Master Yang believe it or not?"

To experience such oddities in person is simply incredible and inexplicable. After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Zhen has already begun to waver. Now hearing her say this, he can't help but wonder: "Is there really any monsters and ghosts in the world?"

His reaction was the same as his own, Hong Ning smiled: "Young Master Yang saw it with his own eyes, why ask me."

Yang Zhen walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, suddenly turned to stare at her, and snorted coldly, "You can also do magic arts, knowing that this has nothing to do with you?"

Being suspected, Hong Ning is not angry: "There are really a lot of things to do with kindness and vengeance."

"Well said," Yang Zhen ignored her ridicule, instead smiled, raised his hand and threw a talisman, "Girl is so kind, how dare you forget it next time."

Hong Ning took it in his hand, his face did not change: "Is there something wrong with this sound transmission?"

"There's nothing wrong with this talisman," Yang Zhen took out another yellow talisman from his sleeve, with a calm tone, "The strange thing is that Yang found another talisman in the room just now, and seeing the ups and downs of the pen, it must have come from the girl's hand. I don't know how the girl explained it?"

He never imagined that he would notice, Hong Ning was really surprised this time.

Yang Zhen was very satisfied with her reaction: "I threw it under the window when I was not prepared, the girl was too interested in Yang."

Hong Ning said calmly: "Young Master Yang's identity is extraordinary. If you want to kill someone, you are afraid that there is no excuse? I am kind enough to save the wrong person."

"Save people?" Yang Zhen approached her, lowered his head to her ear, and said softly, "I think it looks like the girl took me as bait."

There was a smile in his voice, but those who listened knew that he was extremely angry.

Yang Zhen sat back in the chair: "To frame others by means of magic, this thing alone can put you to death."

Hong Ning said: "If you want to add a crime, why don't you worry."

Yang Zhen squinted at her: "I have sent a letter to the capital to ask Liu Zhenren. Sooner or later, the truth will be known. How can Yang wrong the benefactor?"

Hong Ning said nothing.

There was no expected panic on that face, and Yang Zhen was surprised: "What else do you have to say?"

Hong Ning said: "If I were you, I would take them out of here immediately, and wait for the truth at the village next to me. Anyway, I won't run away for the time being."

Yang Zhen's face sank, and he patted the table: "You're not too timid."

Hong Ning said: "Boldness is not necessarily useful. Some things are not something that mortals can deal with, and if you insist on doing it, it will hurt others."

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Yang Zhen was not angry this time: "You are also a mortal."

Hong Ning said: "So I'm not sure."

Yang Zhen pondered for a moment: "Since the peach tree has matured, why not find the root and burn it?"

"The thousand-year-old peach demon, the soul shape has been separated, and there is no need to rely on the shape of vegetation to survive. Even if the forest is burned, he can still escape elsewhere..." After speaking here, Hong Ning suddenly stopped, thoughtful.

Yang Zhen asked, "How?"

Hong Ning returned to her senses: "Do you really want to take it?"

Yang Zhen said: "If you can hold it, you will be spared the death penalty."

Hong Ning was thinking about this, and she smiled when she heard the words: "I was about to ask Young Master Yang for help, but I was afraid that you would refuse."

Yang Zhen motioned for her to speak.

Hong Ning took out another talisman and placed it on the table, silently chanting the tactic, and at the same time stroking his right hand from above, but seeing several green qi quickly condensing, flowing into the talisman from mid-air, and soon disappeared. She slowly pushed the talisman in front of Yang Zhen: "The thousand-year-old peach demon likes beauty, has noticed you, and will definitely come again. Then you will put this talisman into the wine and coax him to drink..."

"Presumptuous!" Yang Zhen was furious.

Hong Ning said: "Those who achieve big things are not careful, there is a good opportunity in front of them. Young Master Yang has the heart to eliminate evil, why should he care so much about his identity?"

Yang Zhen held back his anger: "I call someone..."

"Ask someone to do it for you?" Hong Ning interrupted him, "Young Master Yang has a noble status, and it should be done by those despicable people who are in danger, but sending someone like Zhao Xing to persuade him to drink, I am afraid it will not be effective. "

There were thorns in the words, and Yang Zhen pursed his lips tightly, his face extremely ugly.

Hong Ning said: "Young Master Yang doesn't want it, just don't know when he will come back. At that time, the people may not be able to take care of so many people..."

Yang Zhen said, "Are you threatening?"

Hong Ning shook her head and left: "Don't dare, you can leave as soon as possible."

Yang Zhen drank lowly: "Stop."

Hong Ning really stopped: "What advice does Young Master Yang have?"

Yang Zhen didn't answer.

Hong Ning understood what he meant: "Tonight's incident will never be spread. If you don't worry about it, it's okay to kill me."

This woman seems indifferent, but her smile is very clear, and her words are unacceptable, but it is not unreasonable, she is a strange woman have never seen in life. Yang Zhen looked at her for a long time, then raised his hand to signal that she could leave.

Hong Ning made her last effort: "I hope Young Master Yang thinks twice about cooperation."

Yang Zhen's face was cold and silent.

After three consecutive days, Bi Qin didn't show up again, Zhao Xing and others were relieved, but Hong Ning was very anxious. Did he really drive him away? After thinking about it, Hong Ning denied the answer again. Human beings are known as the master of all spirits. The whole body, such as heart, liver, vitality, brain, blood, and blood, is an excellent material for evil spirits to cultivate. Bi Qin can come and go freely, but he has only done evil in the house for so many years, and he has not hurt the surrounding villages. It can be seen that his The purpose is not simple, could it be... is he guarding this yard? Is there anything important here that makes him reluctant to leave?

The more Hong Ning thought about it, the more she felt that this speculation was reasonable.

He has been here for many years, and now he will definitely not leave easily, maybe hiding in a secret place. As for where the secret place is, Hong Ning looked around, but she couldn't figure it out after breaking her head.

The rainy weather made the deserted house even more lonely, and no one was in a good mood.

"Do you have?"

"Look under the sun."

"..."

He had smelled the fishy smell from the moment he entered the door, and then heard the whispering sound, Hong Ning sighed, suddenly stopped and turned around.

The man behind her didn't expect her to do this, but was taken aback by surprise. In the end, she felt guilty, hesitantly did not dare to make a move, and stepped back with a look of alertness. At the same time, Zhao Xing and others next to him put their hands on their weapons and were nervous.

Hong Ning said: "Take it out."

Zhao Xing winked, the man really daring to dry the things behind his back, and forced his calm: "Don't come here..."

There was a large bowl of red viscous liquid in the bowl, and Hong Ning didn't ask much. She went forward and stretched out her index finger to dip it, rubbed it lightly on the fingertips, and smiled: "Dog blood."

Everyone was blushing. It turned out that something happened in Yang Zhen's room that night, and there was no explanation. Everyone was suspicious of this woman. In addition, Wang Hu was raped before her death. Now they are afraid that she will confuse Yang Zhen again. He specially sent someone to the village to find a dog to slaughter. He wanted to use this recipe to control her, but she found out.

Red stared blankly, took out the silk and wiped his hands: "This is useless."

The man was embarrassed: "Since the girl said it's useless, then... that's all." He turned around and poured it out.

Hong Ning said: "Don't break the talisman on the door, otherwise I can't blame me for the accident."

The crowd dispersed.

Yang Zhen sat in front of the window and saw her from a distance. He didn't say hello or said anything. His expression was calm and elusive. Of course, he wouldn't mention that night, and his subordinates didn't dare to ask more.

Hong Ning thought about whether to go up the stairs, and asked through the window: "This house has been abandoned for many years, and the weather has been bad recently, and the popularity is not very strong. Does Young Master Yang plan to live forever?"

Yang Zhen said lightly: "Do you like to stand and talk outside?"

Hong Ning smiled, walked in and sat across from him: "Young Master Yang's status is precious, and the people's daughters dare not take the liberty to climb high."

Yang Zhen suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

There are more smiles in the indifferent eyes, like a person. Except that the outline of the face is slightly stiff, the nose, the eyebrows...

For a time, Hong Ning was a little ecstatic.

Yang Zhen's eyes flickered.

The face in front of her gradually enlarged, and Hong Ning was taken aback. Seeing him stand up straight to meet him, she laughed dryly and lowered her eyes. It's different, it's still different... Raising her eyes again, Hong Ning calmly meets his gaze: "People's girl Hong Ning."

Yang Zhen just stared at her with no intention of speaking.

Hong Ning changed the subject: "Should Young Master Yang explain to your subordinates, I don't like being drenched in dog blood again."

Yang Zhen hummed lightly, "A bunch of trash."

Hong Ning probed: "Maybe that Bi Qin won't come back, you still have to wait?"

Yang Zhen didn't answer: "I have already ordered people to go to the Three Saints Temple in Dingzhou City to ask Liu Zhenren for advice, and I will find out in two days."

Hong Ning smiled: "Yang Gongzi insists on arguing with the people, which is a loss of identity."

Yang Zhen raised his eyebrows: "Miss Hong Ning framed me like this, taking people's lives as a joke, how can I not care?"

Hong Ning said calmly: "This is just to lead the snake out of the hole. If I don't do this, you will not be able to escape sooner or later."

"Let the snake out of the hole, is it an admission?" Yang Zhen paused, and said lightly, "I have asked someone to check it out. In recent years, except for those who entered this yard, no one has been spared, and the nearby villages are safe and sound, but it is Baili. Outside of Dingzhou and Mingzhou, there have been many murders, and several of them have similar modus operandi to Bi Qin.

The two actually thought of it together. Hong Ning smiled and said, "The rabbit doesn't eat the grass around the nest, he doesn't like changing nests."

There is a village nearby, but he made a special trip a hundred miles away to commit the crime, and kept changing locations. No doubt, he didn't want the rumors here to spread and cause unnecessary trouble. It seemed that he was really reluctant to leave the yard.

Yang Zhen said, "You are very smart."

To be able to uncover so many cases in such a short period of time, and to see the key points, Hong Ning also sincerely admired: "Young Master Yang is not easy."

Yang Zhen said: "You are willing to mention that group of trash, it seems that your heart is not bad."

Hong Ning shook her head, got up and walked to the door, and stopped again: "I gave them the talisman, just to make it easier to detect, this Bi Qin is very important to me."

"Oh?" Yang Zhen chuckled lightly.

Hong Ning turned to look at him: "How did Young Master Yang think about what I said last time?"

Yang Zhen's face sank immediately.

Hong Ning smiled and walked quickly.

Since he is targeted, Bi Qin will come back sooner or later, and cooperation is the best choice. Yang Zhen is a smart person, but it is indeed a bit unacceptable for him to condescend and sacrifice his color.

The Huachao Festival is approaching, the palace city of Huachao is full of joy, the streamers are fragrant, and the warmth is like spring. Inside the palace wall, fairy servants came and went to set up the venue, holding cups and plates of various shapes and shapes. Although they knew a lot, the flower fairy and flower demons from all directions would gather to worship the flower god, many of whom were heads. Once saw such a grand occasion, couldn't be too sloppy in front of the newcomers, not to mention the boring years of immortality, and it was rare to have such a chance to have fun.

Jinxiu stood on the stage with her hands behind her back, looking into the distance.

Mei Xian stayed by the side, holding a flower book in hand, and reported to him while reading: "In the past 100 years, there have been 957 new people in the clan who have entered the book of demons, and a total of 15,600 people participated in this conference. Eighty-one."

Jinxiu frowned: "Last time there were 16,873 people."

Mei Xian bowed her head: "It's always inevitable."

Splendid is silent.

Mei Xian hurriedly closed the flower book: "Sir Shenzun, don't worry, because this clan is limited by body, it is not easy to practice, everyone knows about it." There are three more Xiaoxians than last time."

Jinxiu was surprised: "Three?"

Mei Xian was stunned: "The two are from the Mei clan."

Jinxiu smiled: "It's the fact that your disciples are successful in practice."

Mei Xian hesitated, and said, "There is another Camellia. The Camellia family has always withered away. I don't want to have one this time."

Jinxiu was silent for a long time before nodding: "Very good."

In the distance, two women walked slowly. The one in front was particularly beautiful. She was able to wear white clothes so brightly and vividly. Apart from the goddess Lu Yao, there was no one else.

Xingxian accompanied him, gave Meixian a cold look, and then bowed to Jinxiu: "Sir Shenzun, the goddess is here."

Jinxiu asked with a smile, "Is there something wrong with the goddess?"

"You can't come if you have nothing to do?" Lu Yao lightly lifted the hem of her clothes and walked slowly up the stone level. "The Huachao meeting is about to be held. You must be very busy these few months. I have nothing to do with you, or I can help you."

The speaker had already arrived on the stage, and Mei Xian hurriedly bowed and bowed.

Lu Yao stepped forward to support Mei Xian, holding on to her hand and smiling: "I said earlier that you should act cautiously, and you will take on important tasks in the future. I also made a special trip to congratulate you this time."

Mei Xian bowed her head and replied in a normal manner: "The immortals are not talented, they are promoted by the Lord God, how dare you work the goddess."

"You don't have to be too modest, how could his eyesight be wrong?" Lu Yao let go of her and turned to Jinxiu, "I really have something to discuss with you."

Mei Xian Xing Xian hurriedly left for excuses.

Looking at Xingxian who was far away, Jinxiu frowned: "The emperor gave me a volume of "Tonghai" the day before yesterday, and I may have to retreat and learn."

"Tonghai" and "Ji Tian", the authentic art of Yushen?" Lu Yao was half surprised and half happy, "I heard that the art of Yushen is divided into two volumes, the first volume is "Tonghai", and the second volume is "Ji Tian" , when the ancestors personally taught it to the emperor, the emperor has always relied on you and bestowed the heavenly book, presumably because he was worried about your calamity."

Jinxiu smiled and said, "I'm just afraid that I will fail his cultivation in the future."

Lu Yao's complexion changed slightly, and he said, "The calamity is imminent, why did you say such ominous words?"

Jinxiu was stunned when she regained her senses, and shook her head: "What is destined by God, how can it be changed by just one or two sentences."

Lu Yao was still uneasy, bit her lip lightly: "Nevertheless, it always makes people...worry."

Jinxiu looked at her for a long time and said, "Thank you goddess."

Lu Yao looked at him sideways: "Since you were banished to this Huachao Palace, I wanted to see you several times, but I didn't dare to violate the rules. Now that you are here, you are more polite to me." Speaking of which, she "Pu Chi" smiled: "Could it be that they are scared of being entangled by these flower fairy flower demons? Back then, the most affectionate King of Heaven in Heaven became like this, and I don't know how they were disappointed."

Jinxiu smiled lightly: "I've been away from Zhongtian for too long, I'm used to it."

"So, I'm thinking too much. Since I have been loved by the emperor, and I have to give "Tong Hai", what should I be afraid of?" Lu Yao pursed her lips and took out a volume of books from her sleeve, "I also have something for you, this is Although our Northern Immortal Realm's "Hundred Heart Technique" is not as good as the Emperor's Book of Heaven, it may be of some help to you."

Jinxiu said: "The Northern Realm Immortal Art, how can it be spread."

Lu Yao was slightly annoyed: "When has it been rumored?"

The jade face was flushed, she leaned against his arm, not as dignified as usual, and she had a lot of coquettish expressions, and the affection in her eyes was no less than 20,000 years ago.

Jinxiu was silent for a moment, and no longer refused: "Thank you."

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