Things on the northern suburbs are really changing rapidly.

Everyone showed strong evidence. Luo Sangong smiled and said, "The Eastern Emperor is a good king. She recognized Xiao Richen's ability and did not forget the favor of the Lord of God. Therefore, even if Xiao Richen was guilty, she did not want to act openly, so that she would not embarrass the Zong Mansion. Xiao Richen once surrendered.

The Zong Mansion. When I learned about this, I immediately went to the Sanqing Ruins of the Nine Realms to prepare a case and sentenced Xiao Richen to death. Now the body is still in the Nine Realms, and there is a birthmark in the dragon pattern on the right arm, which can be identified." Luo Sangong spread his hand and pointed to the Mo Pan and the National Seal held by a guardian of the Nine Realms: "I also know about the theft of the National Seal, so it took several days to create a new National Seal, which was issued by the Nine Realms. Only I knew Dingbei

In the suburbs, I have brought the Heavenly Realm before the national seal was issued from the Nine Realms. From beginning to end, Zhang Gong of the Nine Realms can testify with me. Everyone knows that Mr. Zhang and I have been incompatible for many years and will never conspire with me.”

Senior Gu Long was stunned.

Linked together, one game is tied to another. When I went to the Nine Realms, the fundamental reason why Qingge wanted to treat Mr. Zhang's son's illness was definitely not to stimulate Mr. Luo, but to have already thought about it today and plotted every step, which seemed to be out of order. Only when I reached the end would I find out

Everything is a detailed net.

And Ye Qingge is the net weaving person standing outside the world!

Ye Qingge chose Zhang Gong as the most correct way.

Mr. Zhang had only one only son, and if he didn't give up for many years, he might have lost his son and grandson. Because he was hostile, he could stimulate Mr. Luo at that time. But today, the relationship between hostility and disagreement for many years has made these things more powerful evidence!

In addition, the fire Qilin's butt poke hair seems to be impeccable!

The Lord of God felt cold on his back and looked at Ye Qingge in shock.

This woman...

Too scary, too scary.

Her references to tricks are much more wise than prison.

After counting carefully, she changed her previous military battles and achieved victory without spending a single soldier.

She calculated all the possibilities and made corresponding countermeasures. At the critical moment, she turned against the army. Luo Sangong said again: "The Eastern Emperor is a wine lover. That day in the Nine Realms, I and the Eastern Emperor were drinking and chatting with each other. The Eastern Emperor said that he never dared to forget the grace of the Lord of God, but the Lord of God seemed to be unable to tolerate her. She wanted to survive, but she was unwilling to be an enemy of the Lord of God. She learned that God was that God.

The Lord has always loved to collect famous wines, and specially asked me for the Luo family wine from me, and wanted to offer it to the Lord of God to eliminate grudges with a smile. Unfortunately..."

The disciples of the three sects in the giant pit heard Luo Sangong's words and saw the evidence that Luo Sangong showed, no longer doubted or hesitated, and all looked at Qingge frantically.

Their senior sister!

"How is it possible? It's impossible." Ye Qingyi shook his head suddenly and pointed at the detained prisoner: "This is Xiao Richen, how could Xiao Richen die in the Nine Realms."

"Why is Ye so sure that he is Xiao Richen so sure that he is Xiao Richen. He only relies on an unrecognizable face and a birthmark of dragon patterns, which is nothing more sloppy?" Qingge walked forward, his left hand stretched out, and the burned broken letter from the soldiers of the Zongfu fell into Qingge's hands: "Can this piece of paper also become evidence? It's ridiculous. The imperial seal of this emperor has long been stolen, and the handwriting on it was not written by this emperor. This doctor Zhang is a fish-eyed creature, and he is also worthy of identifying the handwriting? Just a glance is nothing more sloppy? If you really want to identify it, you can use the Shenyue Eighteenth Palace to identify it. I have had a personal grudge with Qinglian Xianji, so let her people come.

The identification is really ridiculous.”

"Emperor Dong, I have been sincere in Qinglian for many years. How can you overturn your past achievements with just one word? What qualifications do you have to say that I am a fish-eye-like pearl?" Dr. Zhang said angrily.

"What qualifications do you think you have?"

A figure walked out, and the old man wearing a gray robe holding a whisk in his hands looked at Dr. Zhang with great displeasure, his gray eyes were filled with chills.

This person—

Ye Ge frowned, not sure why.

Dr. Zhang's face was full of fear, and even his legs were trembling, like a sieve, and he was almost making a joke about incontinence.

Dongfang Po stood on the slope, and saw the old man, he was delighted and ran over leaping over, hugging the old man like an octopus.

"Master, you are still alive, Apo is so happy." Dongfang Po said with red eyes.

The Medicine King swept away the Dongfang Po with disgust. He was still wandering around the world with the girl in the building. If it weren't for this stupid disciple, how could he come to the northern suburbs?

"Is this..." the Grand Master said in surprise.

The body of the Medicine King has a medicinal fragrance that has been soaked for many years.

Every alchemist takes pride in this taste.

Ye Qingyi, the Lord of God and others gradually became desperate.

They could already guess the identity of the old man from Dr. Zhang's eyes and expressions.

I thought I had won a great victory, but I knew that the fruits of victory were at my fingertips, so I was wiped out and lost.

The Medicine King walked to Dr. Zhang, and the whisk moved, his spine stopped, and his voice was majestic: "Kneel down!"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what the purpose was.

Who is this sacred old man who suddenly arrived? He was so arrogant that he dared to let Dr. Zhang, the Qinglian clan, kneel down.

That is not only the imperial physician of the Qinglian clan, but also the person from the Medicine Temple!

What was even more surprising was that Dr. Zhang not only did not resist, but actually bent his legs and knees on the ground.

Dr. Zhang lowered his head, his face turned pale, and his body was covered in cold sweat.

"My disciple is a fake. I wonder if Dr. Zhang, is this medicine king also pretending to be a fake?"

As soon as the Medicine King said this, it suddenly caused a storm, and there was an uproar around him. When everyone heard this, they sighed and swallowed their saliva. They were so shocked that their eyes seemed to fall to the ground, and they looked at the old man thud.

This old man with an extraordinary temperament is...the King of Medicine...

They looked at Dongfang Po again, and Dongfang Po looked at the old man with admiration.

"Po'er!" The Medicine King shouted coldly.

"Po'er is here." Dongfang Po's walked over happily and smiled foolishly.

"If you are not in the Ren clan, what are you doing in the Heavenly Realm?" The Medicine King said angrily: "As an alchemist, you are not in the Ren clan to study the art of alchemy. You are idle in the Heavenly Realm of the Gods. You are such a disobedient disciple, you are really disappointed!"

The Medicine King's voice was filled with resentment that he could not make a strong man.

Dongfang Po was so scared that he knelt on the ground with a thud, looking at the Medicine King in a daze, and opened his mouth, and found that he didn't know what he said.

The Medicine King glared at Dongfang Po. When the master and apprentice stood and knelt at each other, Dongfang Po woke up something as if he had opened the Ren and Du meridians.

"Master, Po'er thought you were dead. I heard that you had traveled in the Gods Realm and went through a lot of hardships to find Master." Dongfang Po was a very knowledgeable person, and immediately cried bitterly, pinching his thighs and squeezed out tears: "The disciple passed by Dongzhou Night God Palace and found that the Eastern Emperor and his disciple Xiong Batian were both super talented alchemists, and I also wanted to use the power of the Eastern Emperor to find Master. Unfortunately, the Master did not find it and happened in the northern suburbs. The Eastern Emperor and Batian learned that the disciples of the three sects had contracted a half-demon disease and felt that they could not do anything, so they cried all day long. Especially the Eastern Emperor, who had found a short-lived look and said that she had a heartache.

As the senior sister of the Three Sects, I can’t help my brothers, so I really have no face to live.”

Dongfang burst into tears and his expression was vivid and wonderful.

Qingge heard the short-sighted words, "the tiger's body shook", and the corners of his mouth twitched suddenly, looking at Dongfang Po speechlessly.

I have to say that Dongfang Po's improvisation is really touching.

Jiuci wrapped his hands around his chest, pulled his face, shook his eyebrows, and looked speechless.

He didn't know that Dongfang Po had this ability. Dongfang Po wiped his tears, sucked his nose, and cried and said, "The disciple is the king of medicine, and he always remembers the teachings of his master. Master is the one who saves the world and saves people. So the disciple let go of the matter of looking for his master for the time being, refines medicine with the Eastern Emperor and Batian, and boils several times.

At night, I finally found a cure strategy, and my hard work pays off. Master, look, the Eastern Emperor made her hair white…”

Qingge: "..." She just wants to know now whether it is illegal to kill the pharmacy king.

She also understood where Dongfang Po's inappropriateness came from.

It turns out that a famous teacher produces a good disciple...

Countless bystanders looked at the Eastern Emperor with Dongfang's fingers.

The young girl has silver hair.

He is truly a good king for his country and the people.

It just...it seems something is wrong...?

Isn’t the hair of the Eastern Emperor always the same color? However, this is not important. Dongfang sniffed and said, “The cure for half-demon disease is extremely difficult to refine. In order to refine the elixir, the Eastern Emperor almost walked out of the gate of hell. His body could not bear it anymore. The Eastern Emperor’s parents asked him to rest, but she ignored the obstacles and insisted on refining the elixir.

He said that she could save one more person by refining one more pill. For a few nights, the Eastern Emperor vomited blood and refining the elixir. He vomited and refined the elixir. Whenever he couldn't hold on, he would think about the brothers and brothers who were in deep suffering and held on to the past."

Qingge: "..." Even he himself was moved by Dongfang Po.

The brothers and brothers in the giant pit, many seniors from the three sects, and practitioners from afar, all looked at Qingge in complexity.

The eyes were filled with various emotions, and there were also feelings of distress, admiration, and ashamed.

Especially the disciple who had mistakenly blamed Qingge before, his expression was even more complicated.

The two disciples of the three sects who were not poisoned suddenly walked to Qingge, knelt down without hesitation, and looked up at Qingge.

"Senior Sister, we blamed you wrongly. Please punish me!" The disciple kowtowed to the ground.

Not only did they blame Qingge for it, but they also attacked Qingge. If Qingge had not appeared in time, Jiuci would have killed them.

What a good person to repay grievances with kindness.

The Eastern Emperor did his best to make the three sects. Even though he was criticized by thousands of people at that moment, he did not blame anyone, and he was even trying hard to save these disciples.

Who can compare this kind of courage and mood?

There have been rumors that the Eastern Emperor loved the people, but now it can be seen that the rumors do not deceive me!

Qingge's face was filled with a smile like spring breeze and autumn rain, as gentle as water, and his movements gently helped the two of them up.

"If my three disciples and brothers can live a long life, I will be criticized and misunderstood by others, so what if I am?"

What a saying that retreats to advance makes people even more ashamed. Some disciples were moved and tears were shed on their faces.

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