"Ah? Teacher, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" Hu Liena said confused.

Bibi Dong did not hide it from her: "We have our own intelligence sources in the Tiandou Empire. Five years ago, the Qibao Glazed Sect began to establish emergency escape channels at Qin Jian's suggestion to deal with crisis situations."

"Originally, if this matter had not been detected, our soul hunting operation might really have failed. After all, it would be meaningless to us to capture an empty Seven Treasures Glazed Sect..."

A weird smile appeared at the corner of Bibi Dong's mouth: "But it's a pity that Ning Fengzhi couldn't discuss it with anyone, so he had to discuss it with her, so we know all about these channels, and it can even be said that they were established under our noses..."

Hu Liena looked happy, but even more confused: "Such a hidden thing was specially planned by Qin Jian. They will be very careful, right? How could we find out everything clearly?"

Bibi Dong's hand holding the scepter suddenly tightened slightly, and a complex look flashed through her eyes: "We have been hiding in the Tiandou Empire for nearly twenty years, and even Ning Fengzhi can't tell the difference.

…”

Hu Liena was surprised: "It lasted twenty years?"

The next moment, she suddenly became vigilant: "Teacher, you cannot trust such a person 100%. No one knows what has happened in the past twenty years. How can we be sure whether he is still loyal?"

"She can still be trusted..."

Bibi Dong closed her eyes slightly.

Although she only has her Bibi Dong's genetic factors, she was not born or raised by her, but in any case, she can still be regarded as half a daughter...

Even if the closeness is not even close to that of Hu Liena, there is still some relationship after all, and she will still trust her subconsciously, even if she hates the inheritance of the other half of her daughter...

The sleeping chamber of the Pope's Palace, on the left side of the hall.

"Welcome to the Empress!"

Qin Jian walked in with a group of maids kneeling to greet him.

He is now completely immune to their names, so he can do whatever he likes...

"Chichi!"

The silver stream flew out of the body and once again turned into a small silver dragon on Qin Jian's shoulder.

"Na'er, you seem to like appearing in this body?"

Qin Jian glanced at the little silver dragon again and again, almost unable to contain his desire to hold her over.

This is... too cute...

"Don't you know that I haven't been able to move freely for countless thousands of years?"

The little silver dragon rolled his eyes: "I have been recovering from my injuries in the dark. Now I can finally come out. Of course I don't want to stay in the silver dragon gun anymore."

"Will this be discovered?" Qin Jian asked.

Little Silver Dragon shook his head: "No, unless I completely explode my power. For example, when the two of us merge, if Gu Qing'er's personality is the main character, and I completely burn my soul and send out a physical blow, that will be

It will be discovered."

"That's it..."

Qin Jian breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, we won't fall into that kind of predicament..."

"hope so…"

Na'er was noncommittal.

"By the way, I seem to remember that the escape mechanism you established for the Qibao Glazed Sect was actually detected by Wuhun Palace. This cannot be used as a trump card to win a bet. What do you think?" Na'er asked.

Qin Jian crossed his arms: "Of course I know this, but what Wuhun Palace thinks it knows is what we deliberately let them know. Except for me, Uncle Ning and three teachers, no one else is hiding secretly.

I don’t know…”

"And you know, I have asked my mistress to help me send a message back... The original soul hunting operation actually relied heavily on surprise attacks, because my Seven Treasures Glazed Sect is not a vegetarian..."

He let go of his hand and shrugged: "But now, for Uncle Ning, he is basically fighting an open battle. If he can lose, he might as well stop being a boss and give me the position of the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

."

"You mean that you deliberately created a false passage knowing that it had been detected, and then quietly built a real one?"

Little Silver Dragon tilted his head and looked at him: "How did you think of starting the arrangement so many years in advance?"

"This is hard to explain..."

Qin Jian scratched his head: "Anyway, this kind of calculation is like a matryoshka doll. You count me, I count you count me, you count me again, you count me again, and then I count again

I’ll count on you…”

"Stop, stop, stop..."

There are little stars on the little silver dragon's head: "Human thinking is too complicated, wouldn't it be wrong to just pierce it all with one shot?"

"You're right…"

Qin Jian walked towards the bedroom: "This kind of matryoshka-like calculation usually happens when the strength is insufficient. Who cares about the conspiracy if you really want to be the best in the world? With one slap, the whole world will be quiet..."

"That is the realm we should pursue. If you spend all your time thinking about these gloomy calculations, you will lose your motivation." Na'er said.

"Uh-huh."

Qin Jian nodded repeatedly.

He now felt like he was carrying a teacher with him, listening to her teachings all the time, but he didn't realize that she had this attribute...

He glanced at the little silver dragon on his shoulder again and prepared to plan a counterattack.

If their relationship is really pushed towards the master-disciple relationship, he will be depressed to death...

Finally reaching the bed, Qin Jian kicked off his boots in an instant and threw himself into the soft bed.

"Ah...comfortable..."

He couldn't help but let out a moan of comfort.

"Hey, hey, you didn't say a word when you lay down. Don't you know I'm still standing on your shoulders?"

The little silver dragon flapped its little wings chaotically, thus avoiding the fate of being crushed by him.

Seeing her flying down on his chest, Qin Jian rolled his eyes and suddenly hugged her.

"You...what are you doing?"

The voice that came directly to Na'er's mind was obviously a little confused.

"I'm not doing anything, I'm just giving you a hug..."

Qin Jian said with a smile: "You don't even know how cute you look now."

"Cute...cute?"

The little silver dragon instantly exploded with hair and scales: "Is that kind of thing used to describe me? Boring!"

"Isn't it cute? I like it the most."

Qin Jian grabbed her little wings with both hands and held her up in front of his eyes: "How about you yell at me again?"

"Hoar...hoar someone?"

Na'er was confused again: "Did you awaken to some strange hobby? Do you like being yelled at?"

"No, no, I just like to hear you roar." Qin Jian said repeatedly.

"What a strange preference..."

The little silver dragon was lifted up by him, then he closed his mouth, slowly brewing his emotions, and finally pointed it at Qin Jian's head, opened his mouth and roared...

"rua~"

One person and one dragon looked at each other silently, and the bed suddenly became quiet.

"Ah hahaha, Na'er, you are so cute!"

Qin Jian suddenly held the little silver dragon and laughed loudly: "Hurry up... roar at me two more times!"

"boom!"
Chapter completed!