Two monks in palace robes came from the corner.

One of the monks wearing a red headband said: "The palace master is in a good mood today, and he actually laughed three times."

The woman beside him answered: "Yes, I think the Palace Master will figure it out soon. What's wrong with cooperating with them?"

Tao Zi and the little fox hid on the beam, watching them go further and further away.

The little fox was shocked and said: "Cooperating with a foreign race? Are these people crazy?"

Tao Zi's eyes were heavy. If she remembered correctly, the monk wearing the red headband was the confidant of the master of Xulan Palace.

Before a man and a fox could jump down from the beam, there was another sound of stumbling.

Lian Qingzhou and the woman who was suspected of being a demon cultivator walked over while supporting each other.

Tao Zi's expression flashed, and he touched the dagger in his hand. He didn't know how injured Lian Qingzhou was.

The two stopped before they reached the beam. Lian Qingzhou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Are you sure the palace master is here?"

The woman said calmly: "The matter has come to this, why should I lie to you?"

She smiled, her tone suddenly softened, and said, "Thank you."

The woman smiled, but before she could respond, a long sword stabbed her in the abdomen.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at Lian Qingzhou, who was smiling across from him, and said in disbelief: "I just saved you."

Lian Qingzhou smiled kindly and broke her heart with a palm: "But you saw that I killed someone, so I'm really sorry."

The woman was exhausted and fell to her knees, pleading: "I, I won't tell anyone."

Her smile became more and more weak and pitiful: "No, if you impulsively say it out and let others know that I killed my uncle and the others, how can I survive? So, you go and die."

Tao Zi looked at the woman who fell to the ground, but her heart stirred up a storm. Even those uncles mentioned by Qingzhou, no matter how bad they were, were in the Jindan stage. How did she kill them?

Lian Qingzhou watched the woman die and turned around to leave. Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly stood up straight, looked at her and said, "Miss Lian, please stay."

The voice was hoarse, not that woman's voice at all.

She clenched the sword in her hand, turned back slowly, and said, "May I ask, what are you doing?"

Lian Qingzhou's tone was very natural, as if this was no big deal.

"This monk is our most successful test subject, why don't you just kill him like this?"

She smiled nonchalantly and said, "If you kill a demon controlled by others, just kill him. What's wrong with it?"

The hoarse voice continued: "I don't care about this person either, but someone does."

Lian Qingzhou put away his sword and said: "Isn't the waste in this palace transformed more successfully? Why should you care about this person?"

"That's different." The woman stepped forward stiffly, "This person is a zombie demon, and those people are Taoist cultivators."

Lian Qingzhou asked nonchalantly: "Isn't it enough to just obey? It doesn't matter if she is a corpse demon or a Taoist cultivator."

"Yue Qiran."

The woman suddenly said these three words. If Tao Zi hadn't been strong enough, she might have thrown the dagger away.

Lian Qingzhou narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Qing Lan also put that thing on her at that time, but he almost didn't hold her down."

The sword in her hand was immediately unsheathed and stretched straight across the woman's neck: "What do you think Yue Qiran was raped?"

Tao Zi looked at Lian Qingzhou's reaction and almost lost control of her breathing.

What's going on with this guy?

The woman's expression did not change and she said: "Of course it was a heart poison. In just one hundred years, Qing Lan was forced to do it seven times before she could control it. It can be seen that this poison is not comprehensive. It is better to transform into a corpse demon.

Well, if you want him to die, he cannot live."

Even Qingzhou's expression was probably uglier than that of Tao Zi. She said word by word: "What did I say back then? I can only deal with Yue Qiran, you are not allowed to do anything!"

"This was Qinglan's idea. If you want to be angry, just go with him and stop yelling in front of me."

Speaking of this, the woman's words were filled with sarcasm that could not be concealed: "Don't put on such a look here. I think the death method you decided for Yue Qiran back then was more cruel than anyone else."

Lian Qingzhou looked uncertain, and slowly withdrew his long sword, saying: "That is the grudge between me and her, why do you have to interfere."

The woman looked at her with a smile and said, "She discovered something she shouldn't have discovered, otherwise Qinglan wouldn't have done anything to her."

She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Did you find out about your cooperation with foreign races?"

"A more accurate statement is that Qing Lan was discovered to be cooperating with a foreign race."

Lian Qingzhou stood there, not knowing what he was thinking.

The woman added: "Even if we cooperate with the alien race now, we will still be enemies in the future. Naturally, these things cannot be spread. It is best not to kill her."

Lian Qingzhou suddenly raised his eyes and asked, "Why are you looking for me? I don't believe that a little experimental subject will make you take action."

The woman stared at her and asked, "What are the aliens looking for?"

Lian Qingzhou said simply: "I don't know."

"You used that demon cultivator as an excuse to rush here so quickly. Don't you know what the aliens are looking for?"

She said lazily: "I just came here to see the excitement of Xulan Palace. I didn't expect the aliens to take action."

The woman looked at her deeply and said: "No matter what, we are only temporarily cooperating with the alien race, and we will be enemies in the end. Don't forget your identity as a human being."

Lian Qingzhou responded simply: "Of course."

The woman asked again: "The foreign tribe needs tribute, what have you prepared?"

She touched the hilt of the sword and said with a smile: "A severe drought is coming in the north, and the three thousand mortals under the Minglan Sect will unfortunately die in the disaster."

The woman frowned: "Aliens have always had a huge appetite. Are three thousand mortals too few?"

Lian Qingzhou said: "Any more will arouse suspicion."

"That's all, then I'll bring in some more monks here. It just so happens that some ignorant sects have been making noise recently."

Lian Qingzhou frowned worriedly and asked: "If you touch the monks, will Tiandao Sect become suspicious?"

"Tiandao Sect? What kind of righteous sect is your Tiandao Sect?" The woman laughed hoarsely, "None of the three sects and four sects is clean. As long as you don't go too far, everyone will turn a blind eye and close the other.

Eye."

Lian Qingzhou looked even more worried: "Will the aliens be fattened?"

"Don't worry, everyone knows what they are doing. When the time comes, they will naturally point their swords at the aliens. But now is not the time."

After the woman fell down, Lian Qingzhou's worried look suddenly disappeared, he sneered and murmured: "Can be controlled by the heart voodoo, this Yue Qiran is really a waste. However, there is no need to sacrifice more.
Chapter completed!