Seeing the resentful look in his eyes, Qin Yi wanted to pat him on the shoulder and say: I will take care of your wife, so don't worry about it.
But thinking about whether his wife was a Miss Wang who weighed 300 pounds, he just swallowed the high and couldn't get high.
Of course, it is impossible for him to ignore Han Clan's life and death, but at this moment, the effect of saying such words can protect Han Clan more than showing loyalty.
If you really want to show any kind of loyalty, the poor family will definitely be used as a breakthrough, and you will be tortured to death.
It shows that she is completely heartless, but nothing happens. A witch also needs to analyze the pros and cons of killing people, and she is not a madman, so why bother provoking an unrelated force for nothing.
On the way to the palace, Qin Yi was still thinking.
Protecting Daqian Longqi is of no interest to him at all. If it weren't for the mission of senior sister, who would want to get involved in such nonsense? Besides, senior sister herself doesn't take this task too seriously, and neither does Daqian. It doesn't matter what kind of benefits it brings to the Immortal Palace, it doesn't matter if the task is not completed. To put it bluntly, even if the roster is used to make a deal with Meng Qingying, it's not a big deal.
On the contrary, he and Liusu were more interested in the situation of the dragon's energy transformation and wanted to find out the ins and outs. This was the main reason why he was interested in investigating the matter, rather than doing something big.
Therefore, it is impossible for him to be like a loyal minister and filial son, and to present a list of names to the emperor and give earnest advice. We have to look at the situation before deciding.
First of all, it depends on whether the emperor is on the road and whether he is pleasing to the eye. If he dares to show off to him, Qin Yi will dare to immediately turn around and cooperate with Meng Qingying.
Qin Yi himself didn't realize that when he had this kind of mentality, it was almost the same as Minghe's mentality when he was watching Nanli. Xuankong looked at you indifferently. What does the entanglement in the world of mortals and the rise of dynasties have to do with me?
What he didn't expect was that before he saw the emperor, he was stopped at the palace gate.
"This young boy who is not even older than me is the immortal chief invited by the Imperial Master?"
A young man in a yellow robe blocked the outside of the palace while waving a folding fan. He looked Qin Yi up and down with his drunken eyes, sneered, and said to Lingxu: "Is it possible that the Imperial Master has been deceived..."
Lingxu said calmly: "Immortal cultivators have an ageless appearance. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sees immortals with ordinary eyes, so naturally he doesn't know."
"Then how does the Imperial Master know whether he is immortal or really young?" The prince smiled and said: "As far as I know, this man named Qin Yi is Nanli's Imperial Master. He is really seventeen or eighteen years old, and he deceived Nanli. If you can’t stay any longer, are you trying to trick me again?”
Qin Yi smiled slightly and his eyes fell on the monk behind the prince.
This is a very majestic monk, with a face full of flesh and a curly beard. The muscles on his body are extremely hard. You can tell at a glance that he is a martial artist... The level of martial arts is exactly the same as that of Qin Yi. He is at the sixth level of Yijin and is stuck in the late stage of breakthrough. on the level.
What is extremely interesting is that he also practices immortality, and is exactly the same as Qin Yi, at the fourth level of Qinxin.
The monk was also looking at him, his face a little solemn.
Both sides were a little surprised by the other's practice.
For Qin Yi, this is the first opponent he has encountered who is on the same level as him in both immortality and martial arts. It can be said that he is the best person to prove himself in actual combat, and has a better reference than Meng Qingying's pure immortality cultivation. Sex. He even felt itchy and wanted to fight with the monk now, and didn't even bother to care about what the prince was saying.
Lingxu was still arguing with the prince: "Pindao-certified immortal, the prince is trying to say that your mortal eyes can see more clearly than Pindao?"
The prince laughed and said: "This is common sense, rather than relying on vain identity verification. If I remember correctly, this Qin Yi has not resigned from the post of Nanli Imperial Advisor, then he is just an official of a vassal state. Why not be polite when he sees me?
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Lingxu looked solemn: "Prince, be careful what you say!"
I was so anxious that if I really pissed off the messenger from the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, that would be the end of it!
Qin Yi finally moved his eyes from the monk to the prince, and smiled slightly: "The prince is right, Qin is still the master of Nanli. It's just that the prince seems to have forgotten a very important issue... Your Majesty has just conquered
In the near future of Southern Xinjiang, this great cause of the Holy Emperor probably does not want to see anyone making the envoy from Nanli feel wronged."
The prince was startled, his eyes a little surprised.
What's going on? How could this guy who cultivates immortality understand the intrigues of such state affairs? Don't most people think that Nanli should be fawning over the suzerain? How did he know that it was actually the suzerain who gave way to Nanli?
"So..." Qin Yi came closer and flicked a wisp of catkins on the prince's chest with a smile: "The prince should reward his subordinates with some good things, otherwise it would be inappropriate for them to cry and complain about being bullied by the prince when they meet with your majesty this time.
Too beautiful."
Damn it... the prince's entire face changed. You still said you were an immortal cultivator! How could there be such a cheap immortal?
His cheeks twitched several times, and finally he showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Um, I'm just joking with Qin Guoshi, don't take offense..."
At this time, the monk spoke: "Prince, this young monk is very interested in the cultivation of the Immortal family. I wonder if this Qin Guoshi can take the time to give me some advice?"
The prince hurriedly said: "It is your blessing to have the guidance of a master of the country..."
In and out of these words, I wanted to give the "advice" directly to Qin Yi, and it goes without saying that this "advice" was also intended to make Qin Yi suffer a big defeat at the palace gate. Someone in the palace informed the emperor,
Then Qin Yi naturally lost his place in the emperor's heart.
Even if there is a stalemate regardless of victory or defeat, Qin Yi's status will be lost.
"Oh, please give me some advice." Qin Yi smiled warmly and patted the monk's shoulder: "As the master of a country, I can't just give you advice on just any cat or dog. But for the sake of the prince,
Well... please step down and stand by the doorway first, and I will give you some advice after I see His Majesty and feel better."
The monk clenched his fists as big as sand bowls, and his face turned purple from holding back.
"I'll give you a little bit first." Qin Yi walked straight past him: "Where's Mr. Mian? It's such an important thing. You have been here for so long. A son these days is too ignorant.
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He didn't know whose son he was mocking, so the monk finally couldn't hold it in any longer and blocked Qin Yi with his arms crossed.
But he saw a breeze blowing by, and Qin Yi had already appeared a few feet away in front of him.
Qin Yi created his own footwork. Although it was temporarily named "Feng Lei Dong" and was criticized by Liusu, the nature is indeed very similar. When the wind person avoids it, it will be like a breeze blowing willows, and when it moves, it will be like a strong wind. The former is due to his personal temperament.
, the latter is due to Liusu's burst of luck skills, coupled with the violent outpouring of force from his martial arts, like thunder, the combination of the two is Feng Lei.
Before it is combined with other properties, this name that has been complained about will have to stand for a long time.
At this time, the breeze was blowing in the willows, and with a little bit of chess prediction, I had already found the gap and reached the front before the monk crossed his arms.
Qin Yi took out the "Bonus of Drink", raised his head and took a big sip, then laughed and said, "Monk, please solve a problem first, and we will discuss it later."
The monk stretched the veins on his arms and resisted the urge to pursue him. He only heard the prince scream: "Master, my nose..."
The monk turned around and looked dumbfounded.
The prince's originally elegant nose turned into a pig's nose.
"Solve a question first"... When the monk went to see Qin Yi again, he and Lingxu Shi Shiran had already turned the corner of the palace gate and were no longer visible.