"Thank you, Lord Territory Lord." The Jing family leader said happily.
If it were in the past, he would certainly be happy if Ling Chuxi was willing to help them refine elixirs for the Jing family, but when it came to instructing Jing Ziyu to practice, he was still a little disapproving. After all, his strength was much higher than that of Ling Chuxi.
But now he doesn't think so at all. The domain master who can be named by the Zhengzun Domain is a peerless genius who comes out every tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of years. Can he compare? And dare he compare?
Let's not talk about how much benefit Jing Ziyu can get from Ling Chuxi. When her identity as the Territory Master is announced to the public in the future, as long as this news spreads, no one knows how many people will be envious of her.
He was so happy that he didn't notice that Ling Chuxi was suddenly stunned.
Xingyang City, Ling Chuxi suddenly remembered, why did she feel so familiar when Huangfu Qingjue mentioned Xingyang City?
When he and Lan Xinyu left Tianshui Village together, Mr. Hao asked her to help find out if there were any descendants of the Hao family who survived.
And Haojiacun, isn’t it near Xingyang City?
Haojia Village suddenly suffered a disaster, and Mr. Hao and others had to leave their homes and move away from home. At first, they thought it was an epidemic, but in Ling Chuxi's view, the situation was more like the soul-eating technique of the phantom spirit insect.
. Could it be that what the former head of the Jing family was really worried about was not Xingyang City, but Haojia Village. It was just because Haojia Village was too small that no one knew where it was, so it was called Xingyang City, and it was set to have a radius of ten thousand miles.
range.
The more Ling Chuxi thought about it, the more it seemed possible, and she became a little more curious. Anyway, whether it was for the Golden Lingzhu or for Mr. Hao's instructions, Ling Chuxi had to go and have a look. She also wanted to help the Jing family do some research.
However, these matters all involve Haojia Village, so Ling Chuxi does not dare to be as careless as before.
"Young Master Ling, you are tired too. Go to bed early today. No one will disturb you here. We will talk about anything tomorrow." The head of the Jing family looked at the fatigue on Ling Chuxi's eyebrows and said, although there is still something to do.
He wanted to discuss it with Ling Chuxi, but Ling Chuxi had just come back and he was embarrassed to make her worry too much.
"That's okay, we'll talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to do." Ling Chuxi nodded. A lot of things happened recently, and she was indeed a little tired. It would be good to take a little rest.
The head of the Jing family left with Jing Ziyu, leaving Huangfu Qingjue and Ling Chuxi alone.
"Chu Xi, what did you think of just now? There's something wrong with your face?" Of course Huangfu Qingjue noticed that Ling Chuxi was suddenly startled when she heard about Xingyang City.
"I thought of something that happened before, which may be related to this matter." Ling Chuxi told Huangfu Qingjue everything that Mr. Hao asked him to do before, and finally frowned and said, "I don't think it's possible.
The plague is probably caused by someone practicing evil martial arts. But there is no evidence now, so we can’t be sure what happened.”
"Don't be careless, this matter is a bit strange." Huangfu Qingjue frowned, and his face became a little solemn.
"Well, I know, don't worry." Ling Chuxi nodded and smiled at Huangfu Qingjue.
Huangfu Qingjue smiled back gently, and was about to take further action, such as holding his little hand, kissing his forehead, etc., when there was an inappropriate knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Huangfu Qingjue's voice was obviously impatient. Who could be so ignorant to disturb him and Chu Xi's alone time together?