The first thousand two hundred and fourteen chapters are missed in this life
Xia Qingchen shook his head: "No."
He was equally curious, who was the date?
Um?
The White Lotus Saint came to her senses. As a detective, she felt that things were not that simple.
"I'm looking for clues." She started to patrol around.
Half an hour later, she stood behind an ancient tree, holding the gift that the purple-eyed demon girl had never given her in her hands, and looked around: "It seems that the other party has been here."
Xia Qingchen was also surprised: "Who could it be? Since I've been here before, why didn't you show up?"
The White Lotus Saint thought for a while, then opened the gift box, and a small object made of unknown silk came into view.
Exquisitely compiled and meticulous.
The color is bright, like a red rose.
At first glance, you can tell that it is a very special and precious object.
"What is this?" Even though Xia Qingchen is well-informed, there are still things he doesn't know about in the world, especially the mortal world.
The White Lotus Saint held the wooden box with a faint look in her eyes: "This is a peace talisman made of heart-to-heart silk stained with blood."
"Oh." Xia Qingchen's expression was dull, which was not surprising.
Until the Holy Lady White Lotus added: "The Lianxin silk is so sharp that anyone who touches it will inevitably cut their fingers. This peace talisman was made by the weaver who spent at least half a year, soaking it in blood every day and every night."
"It is more appropriate to say that it is a labor of love."
oh?
Xia Qingchen became a little solemn, this thing is really precious.
Regardless of its function, the thought contained in it is extremely heavy.
"The function of this thing is to resolve disasters and bless peace." The White Lotus Saint picked up the peace charm meaningfully, and there was a piece of paper at the bottom of the box.
There is a line of small characters written like "Juan Xiu" on it, which is exactly the same as the font of Goshawk's letter of appointment.
"There is no fate in the future, no share in the future, life is long and long, I send you amulets to accompany you, I wish you peace."
Xia Qingchen took the note and couldn't help but think: "Is this peace charm given to me?"
He didn't know that there was any other woman in his life who would give him such a heavy gift.
"Yes." The White Lotus Saint Goddess had a complicated expression: "Moreover, the person who gave the gift is a member of Dark Moon."
Dark moon?
The White Lotus Saint groped for the Peace Talisman: "This is the Moon Blood Concentric Talisman unique to Dark Moon. Only the core members of Dark Moon know how to make this talisman."
Xia Qingchen thought of a person, but shook his head slightly.
White Lotus Saint also said: "If the purple-eyed demon girl is not dead, maybe I also think it was her doing."
In the world, the only person in the world who can treat Xia Qingchen so sincerely and so devotedly is the purple-eyed demon girl.
However, she had already died.
When mentioning the death of the purple-eyed demon girl, the White Lotus Saint's eyes showed no emotion, as if she was telling a story about a stranger.
There is an extra hint of indifference in her humanity.
"Accept it. No matter who the gift is, it's all hard work. Don't let it down." The White Lotus Saint put the peace talisman into Xia Qingchen's arms and said calmly.
Xia Qingchen rubbed it, and for some reason, he remembered the past of the purple-eyed witch who transformed into the Moon Pearl on Demon Suppressing Island, fighting for him to get the secret room No. 1 even though she was injured.
How similar is the Peace Talisman, which carries deep and deep feelings, to the secret room back then?
"The time has come, I have to leave." The White Lotus Saint said softly.
Xia Qingchen nodded: "Take care."
The White Lotus Saint smiled slightly and disappeared into the lush forest like a fairy.
Xia Qingchen felt like he was dreaming. The White Lotus Saint came and went in a hurry. Last night's company was just like a dream, which made him feel unreal.
Shaking his head slightly, Xia Qingchen returned to Liangzhou City.
To avoid exposing his identity, he took Lianxing and Qiuqiu to find another house and waited silently for it to arrive in ten days.
Ten days later, he will visit Prince Liang's Mansion in person to look for an opportunity to kill Feiran.
That will be his only chance.
From now on, there may not be another chance to step into Prince Liang's Mansion!
At that time.
The sky above Prince Liang's Mansion was covered with dark clouds, and from time to time a streak of thunder and lightning flashed across, illuminating Prince Liang's Mansion in a terrible light.
In the study, Prince Liang's expression was gloomier than the clouds in the sky.
"Say it again!" King Liang in the golden sedan suppressed his anger.
In front of him, kneeling on one knee was a guard in messy clothes. He was once one of the guards who followed Cicada Daozi on an envoy to southern Xinjiang.
Cicada Daozi was detained by Bai Zhantian and examined, including his guards.
I knew that in the past few days, he had received special permission and was released to inform King Liang about what happened to Cicada Daozi in southern Xinjiang.
"Prince Liang, Cicada Daozi was suspected of harboring the traitorous Wu family and was imprisoned by Bai Zhantian." He said truthfully.
King Liang's voice was extremely dull: "Bai Zhantian! Do you really think that this king dare not do anything to you?"
He once killed his prince, and openly arrested his envoy.
The former made him heartbroken, and the latter made him lose face!
If word spreads, the whole country will be in an uproar. The special envoy of King Liang has become a prisoner for harboring a traitor. Isn't that a slap in the face of King Liang?
"Why didn't Cicada Daozi show me my royal dragon sword?" King Liang asked again.
Even if Bai Zhantian holds his own troops and respects himself, he must be cautious.
The guard hesitated and said: "Cicada Daozi... there is no sword to use."
"Why?" King Liang was puzzled.
The guard hesitated and said: "Cicada Daozi fought with Xia Qingchen with the Royal Dragon Sword, but was cut off by Xia Qingchen with one sword."
Cut off?
King Liang said flatly: "Impossible! The Royal Dragon Sword is forged by me, who gathered all the gold in the world, and asked the strongest spiritual master in the world to use the best furnace."
"When it comes to hardness, it says it's second, but no one can recognize the first."
The guard anxiously took out a space nirvana and offered it with both hands: "King Liang, please take a look."
Prince Liang took it and swept it across, shocked: "How is this possible?"
In the space nirvana, there is the Royal Dragon Sword broken into two parts, and the cut is as smooth as a mirror, it can be seen that it was cut open by a sword.
King Liang held two broken swords, his expression becoming increasingly gloomy.
"Throughout the ages, the weapon of inheritance cannot be broken. Those who break the weapon can break the fate of the country." King Liang remembered the last entrustment of the late king.
The inherited weapon of the previous generation of King Liang was interrupted by Ya Wushen.
And Ya Wu Shen does have the ability to end the fate of the country in Liang Realm!
Now, Xia Qingchen has cut off the contemporary inheritance weapon, doesn't it mean that Xia Qingchen has the possibility of subverting the royal family?
"Let me ask you, is it true or false that Xia Qingchen was worshiped as a true god by the people in southern Xinjiang?" King Liang asked again.
This is what he cares about most.
The guard nodded deeply: "After detailed investigation by Cicada Daozi, it is indeed true. Moreover, there are more and more people who believe that Xia Qingchen is the true god in the world, and even..."
"Even what?"
"In fact, Southern Xinjiang only worships Xia Qingchen, the God of War, and does not recognize King Liang."
King Liang slapped the armrest heavily and said in a deep voice: "Are they all the voices of the people?"
"No! The Southern Xinjiang Legion also has voices, even more so than the people."
Suddenly, the golden sedan shuddered, and it was obviously King Liang who suddenly stood up.
"Does the Southern Xinjiang Army want to rebel?" What King Liang was most worried about happened. (Brothers, the outbreak will continue tomorrow!)