Qin Muqing looked at the man in front of him who handed over the broken leaves that exuded a strange black aura. They were covered with holes that looked like they had been eaten by silkworms, giving off an aura of decay, ancient mystery.

She frowned, her eyes were still wet and red from crying, and her expression was wary and unbelieving:

"You said that this leaf is the continuous branch of Burning Heart Fruit. After eating it, you can make a wish to the True Ancestor Evil God? And the wish you make will definitely be realized through common sense conditions?"

Standing in Miss Qin Si's room is a puppet mecha dressed as a hidden warrior. In appearance, it is no different from a human being.

But Qin Muqing knew that the hidden warrior was the city lord's puppet secret guard, a being that even Fang Geyu could not mobilize.

But at this moment, the hidden warrior came to her and gave her such a strange leaf.

"Lord City Lord...what does this mean?"

"The master didn't tell you too much. The fourth lady only needs to know that if you take this leaf, you can communicate with the evil god.

As long as you make a wish to the evil god, you can achieve what you want in your heart. Miss Fourth just needs to know that the evil god will fulfill your wish in a reasonable way."

Logically speaking, this is an extremely critical point.

Qin Muqing's heart suddenly became hot.

My mother made a big mistake and offended the Lord of the City. She got her hands on something she shouldn't have. According to the rules of Shifang City, she should be punished.

But Qin Muqing never thought that this punishment would be the Fu Gu Cave.

She knew what kind of place Fu Gu Cave was, and how her mother would be worse off than dead in that kind of place.

Qin Muqing wrote several times asking for help from her nominal uncle, but she never received a reply.

She did not dare to plead with the city lord because she knew clearly that she was not the young master of Shifang City, and she had no blood relationship with Fang You.

At this moment, people in the city could still call her Miss Qin Si respectfully, but she knew it clearly.

Without her mother, she is nothing.

In the days to come, not to mention fighting with Fang Geyu, she might not even have a foothold in Shifang City.

If the mother cannot come back, she will be forcibly recalled by the Qin family, and the ancestor is even more eyeing on her.

If she returns to the Qin family, even if Qin Yi wants to protect her, she will never escape the terrible fate of becoming a furnace.

What does the city lord’s move mean now?

Ever since her mother was imprisoned in the Talisman Gu Cave, Qin Muqing cried in her room for several days without leaving the house.

Just when she had no choice but to accept her fate, the city lord sent someone to deliver such a thing.

The uncertain situation gave Qin Muqing hope again in her despairing heart.

Sure enough, a couple's love lasts for a night and a hundred days.

The city lord still can't let go of his mother.

It's just that the matter has reached a forbidden area like the Soul Killing Tomb. Not to mention Fang Geyu, it's hard to explain. Even the two young masters of the Fang family will definitely not let the mother and son go easily.

City Lord Moyo is doing protection in the name of 'punishment'.

But because of his status, he didn't come forward to release his mother, so he used this cruel method...

Qin Muqing only knew that Shifang City had guarded the Shifang Sword for generations, but he did not know that the one suppressed by the Shifang Sword was the True Ancestor Evil God.

Naturally, a young disciple like her would not be able to touch the forbidden secrets of the True Ancestor Evil God.

Just out of her own feeling, she vaguely felt that the evil god didn't sound like a good thing.

Qin Muqing inherited her mother's cautious temperament. She looked at the hidden warrior and couldn't help but ask:

"Did the Lord of the City tell you what price you would pay for making a wish?"

"If you just make a wish once, you won't pay any price. Only if you make a third wish, you will pay a terrible price."

The hidden warrior twitched the corners of his lips and seemed to be smiling, but the doll had no heart and no soul. Without the control of the master's instructions, its expression usually did not change much.

For some reason, seeing the male doll in front of her smiling made her feel uncomfortable.

But the answer he gave made her feel relieved.

"I know, go back and take my place...Thank you, Lord City Lord."

"You're welcome, Miss Fourth." The Hidden Warrior nodded and bowed, making a farewell ceremony.

Qin Muqing narrowed her eyes, but inadvertently caught a hint of purple crystal behind the hidden warrior's ears.

She was about to take a closer look, but the hidden warrior had already stood up straight and left her house.

The strange feeling in Qin Muqing's heart became more and more serious.

I always feel that the hidden warrior today seems a little different from the one I saw in the past.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at the black leaves in her hands.

Out of caution, she took the poison-testing talisman and carefully examined the black leaf. After confirming that it was not poisonous, she safely swallowed the leaf.

…

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Under the huge dark blue crystal, bright blue runes flow like ocean water all over this vast alien space.

The abundant blue runes like mountains and seas flowed across the land to form an extremely magnificent outline of hundreds of river tributaries.

In this vast and boundless symbolic space, Jiujiu sits comfortably on a stone chair with his legs crossed, holding a book in his hand, lazily leaning his head and looking down at the book in his hand.

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The huge blue crystal standing majestically behind him decomposed the blue runic light gathered and scattered in the space into a handful of bright illusions.

The cold blue light hit the side of her face and neck, like clear jade.

Her long black hair hung loosely from the sides of her ears, and the cold-toned light made her eyebrows darker and colder.

From a distance, it looks like the delicate outlines drawn with fine brush strokes, vaguely showing the cold white and warm skin color, revealing an indescribable secret beauty.

Perhaps it's because in Shifang City, the ominous aura is gradually awakening from the abyss of human hearts.

Under the influence of that breath.

The doll's six senses sleeping in the crystal were rarely temporarily freed from the long cold sleep. Her eyes were calmly staring at the woman outside the crystal.

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"Your plan has been successfully implemented. The Silver Gate has been shattered, all the immortals have gathered together, and the True Ancestor Evil God is about to awaken. Why are you still in the mood to read here leisurely?"

Jiujiu turned the page of the book slowly and said, "Where are we now? It's not chaotic enough. It's not time for me to appear."

Liu Shi's voice echoed in this space: "What else do you want to do? Do you really think that Ying Ji's son will return to Shifang City to die because his parents were detained?

Not to mention that Bailiyu is the master of swordsmen in the world, and he is responsible for the important task of the son of heaven to protect the common people. Zhu Zhan has high hopes for him and will not really touch his life at all.

As for the Zhongyou Empress, the person behind her is the Taiyin Emperor, unless Zhu Zhan wants to completely abandon the path of reincarnation.

Otherwise, if something happens to Ying Ji in the human world, the chaos she causes will be enough to cause headaches in the immortal world."

Regarding the question of Six Senses, Jiujiu hummed and said, "Mu Yunye is a little clever, but in the end he is still not smart enough. He is naive to think that Ying Ji and Baili Yu can make that kid throw a trap.

So what if Zhu Zhan captured two people? He wouldn't really touch the lives of those two people. At most, he would just give them some suffering.

That kid died once two hundred years ago, and he knew that the person who suffered the most was the one who stayed behind. His character was much more stable than ordinary people.

If he really valued Ying Ji, he would not have thrown himself into a trap for her and wasted his life, and then made Ying Ji blame herself for the rest of her life.

He is a smart man, and the more times like these come, the less likely he is to show up and die.

If you don’t want to hurt the people closest to you, you should protect yourself as much as possible.”

Jiujiu probably heard the condemnation hidden in the words of Six Senses. She raised her head and looked at the other person with a smile, and said with a slight smile:

"I have no intention of tampering with the Zhongyou Dynasty. After all, I am also an old friend of the master. If there is no direct conflict of interest, I will not plot against Ying Ji.

It's just that kid, he has to come back eventually, otherwise how can he be worthy of the situation I worked so hard to set up."

Liu Sense's expression was complicated: "Why are you like this?"

Jiujiu said calmly: "Who made him the one chosen by Fang Geyu?"

The six senses know that once she sets a game, the pieces on the chess board will definitely move according to her arrangements. I would like to advise you.

She sighed inwardly and did not want to continue this topic. She cast her eyes on the book on Jiujiu's lap and asked curiously: "What book are you reading?"

No matter how curious she is, 'Yinghuo' is the most perfect puppet mecha created by the former city lord. It not only has a soul core, but also has independent consciousness. The amount of knowledge stored in the core can be said to be huge.

Throughout the ages, books and records from the fairy world to the demon world have been recorded in the heart of the furnace.

Ninety-nine can be said to be a walking library of thousands of families. It knows everything about astronomy and geography.

There are countless collections of miscellaneous books in the human world. Whether it is the Six Senses or the Ninety-nine, they have not read a book for many years.

Moreover, looking at the book cover, the texture is mediocre, and it is regarded as a common object in the market. It is really strange that Jiujiu can read it so seriously and fascinated.

"Oh? Are you talking about this book?" Jiujiu touched his chin and turned another page casually, reading very seriously:

"I bought it at Xinghua Alley 18 in Tianquan City. The boss said that this book "Happy Making Agarwood" is the most popular sage book this year, written by Xuan Shuijun. I bought it for two cents.

It’s not a loss at all.”
To be continued...