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Chapter 212 Shock

Meng Qingying left in confusion. She didn't understand why Qin Yi didn't respond to the deal. She thought the terms were very good... Could it be that Qin Yi didn't value Li Qingjun as much as she thought?

It's not like that either... His anger at being touched was definitely not fake.

I can't understand.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't understand it. Without making a deal with Qin Yi, she can slowly obtain dragon energy by herself.

The treasure of suppressing luck is not omnipotent. When the movement of qi reaches a certain level, why do you keep suppressing it?

In Shanhe Yongzhen, such an awesome treasure does not exist, at least it cannot exist in the secular palace.

Besides, with the roster in hand, Guan Ji will probably have a little more scruples. If he wants to steal treasure from the palace, they may not stop him, so why bother to cause trouble for a sperm? It's enough to complete the cooperation properly.

Meng Qingying returned to her station in a good mood.

Qin Yi couldn't guess where she was stationed... Then she would be a "palace maid" in the palace of Daqian, in the womb of a certain concubine.

Of course, this concubine is the goddess of Dahuanxi Temple. A low-level goddess who was used to seduce the emperor certainly has no room to speak in front of her. This palace has become the territory of the palace maid Meng Qingying. She stood up and leaned on the soft chair. , let the emperor's concubine massage her feet and feel happy.

But as soon as she entered the door this time, her good mood was completely ruined. That kind of voice came from inside... If Emperor Daqian was visiting this palace, there would be nothing to say. The problem is that she knew that there was not an emperor inside. But contemplate silence.

The concubine was originally Guan Ji's own furnace, not to mention the emperor. Meng Qingying didn't know what kind of nature they were... If Qin Yi was to evaluate it, maybe it was called shared bicycles?

In short, although it was someone who was harmonizing with the furnace, Meng Qingying still felt depressed that her territory was being invaded. At least she did not respect the gender of her allies at all. Perhaps in Guanji's eyes, she, Meng Qingying, had already Just a Chinese meal?

Beautiful thought!

She snapped her fingers lightly.

The two people who were sweating profusely inside saw the shadows all around them standing up at the same time, turning into countless ferocious faces.

"Fuck!" Both of them broke out in a cold sweat. Guan Ji almost softened the object and cursed: "Meng Qingying, do you really think that I don't dare to cure you?"

Meng Qingying leaned against the tree in a good mood, folded her arms and said leisurely: "Kill me if you dare. Anyway, with a thought in my mind, the spell will resolve itself and the dragon energy will return. Your plan will be delayed for at least ten more Year."

This is Meng Qingying's own bargaining chip. Let alone killing her, even if he wants to control her, Guan Ji is too scrupulous to do anything. The two sides are originally a game that requires sincere cooperation, but in their respective demonic ways In my mind, I seem to be inseparable from each other.

After a while, the palace door opened and Guanji walked out.

This is a monk who looks like a young man, with a very handsome appearance. Meng Qingying curled her lips, knowing that this man's real age is at least nearly a thousand years old... and his Tengyun only broke through when he was old. Originally, It was a wrinkled old face, but it was the combination of heavenly beings and beings from Dahuanxi Temple that slowly restored his youthful appearance.

This is indeed the beneficial aspect of practicing in Dahuanxi Temple. If there is no benefit, who would practice other people’s methods?

But in the eyes of knowledgeable people, what they actually see is the decrepit appearance of the Dharma, and the decay radiating from the bones - Guanji's lifespan is running out, only a few decades, so the reason why he reaches out to the secular world The dynasty also had a lot to do with his eagerness to make breakthroughs and increase longevity.

Qin Yi's handsomeness and the vitality emanating from his bones flashed in Meng Qingying's mind.

He also looks young and handsome, but in fact he is one day at a time.

"What?" She mocked lazily: "The people we sent out were tortured by Qin Yi, and they came back to torture their own furnaces? How good is that?"

Guan Ji said calmly: "I noticed your aura at the scene, why didn't you take action?"

"Are you kidding?" Meng Qingying laughed: "When did our cooperation include helping you deal with your enemies?"

Guan Ji was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "If you help me kill Qin Yi, you can take away the so-called treasure that suppresses luck."

Meng Qingying smiled slightly: "You don't dare to touch him, why should I provoke Ju Yunxiu?"

"You can plot it so that Ju Yunxiu doesn't even know who did it."

"If that's the case, you can also plot against him. Why would Ju Yunxiu know that you took action?"

Guanji was silent again.

Meng Qingying sneered.

Ju Yunxiu must have retained her spiritual thoughts in Qin Yi, just for this kind of prevention. Once Qin Yi makes a mistake, she will definitely be able to recall the situation at that time, and no one can escape it. Guan Ji also wants to trick her into being a gun and treating her as a Meng.

Is Qingying stupid?

Of course, if she killed Qin Yi, it would make sense - because it was also her personal enmity with Qin Yi, and it was Qin Yi who "first" provoked her in the ancient tomb.

But Avalokitesvara doesn't know this.

Guanji finally said: "In that case, you want to get the luck-suppressing treasure. I still said the same thing as before. Are you ready? Are you jealous when you interrupt me and the goddess?"

"Ha..." Meng Qingying said with a smile: "Qin Yi has the official list left by your useless outer sect. With his 'immortal' persuasiveness, he might be able to destroy your layout. You

Do you still have time to think about me? How about this? Just kill Qin Yi and I can help you get the roster. You will no longer stop me from destroying the treasure of luck. This is already an extra part of our cooperation.

dedication.”

Guan Ji looked at Meng Qingying's delicate body greedily. She knew that Meng Qingying's proposal was very good, but she was really reluctant to agree to it.

Because Meng Qingying is really beautiful, she is very attractive to the lewd monk of Dahuanxi Temple.

What's more, she is still a Tengyun monk and still has Yuan Yin, so the benefits she can get from this supplement are simply endless.

While she is seeking something from this Dragon of Luck, it is very promising to find ways to induce her to have sex with her once. A witch is a witch after all, and for a goal that has a huge impact on oneself, one should not place too much emphasis on chastity.

...It is easy for her to recover from just one supplement. Logically speaking, she should not insist on it so much, but Meng Qingying was unexpected and persisted beyond his imagination.

As for you, a witch who uses the common people as a chess piece, your calculations have reached the last step, why do you still build a chastity memorial?

Meng Qingying saw his hesitation and smiled contemptuously: "It's a matter of putting the cart before the horse. The head of the Pudu Hall of Dahuanxi Temple is such a short-sighted person. It's really disappointing."

Guan Ji said calmly: "How can you not distinguish between the important and the important? What is more important between a mere chastity and the fate of such a great country?"

Meng Qingying sneered: "Because you don't deserve it."

Anger finally flashed through Guanji's eyes: "Then let's keep spending it and see who can afford it."

Meng Qingying sighed. She knew that her body's temptation to the obscene monks of Dahuanxi Temple was really no worse than that of the entire country.

The gap between people is really huge.

"Just think that I was tricked by you once. How can I win in everything? How tiring is it to care about me?"

Qin Yi's words flashed through her mind, and Meng Qingying still recalled it a little bit. This was the most free and easy one among the countless ulterior interactions she had experienced in her life.

She put her finger on the ring, hesitating whether to take out the roster and threaten a showdown. This move could easily cause the two sides to break up, and she couldn't decide casually.

When he was hesitating, a palace maid hurriedly came in from outside and said to Guanji: "First of all, there are guests from Pudu Hall, and they have some messages to send."

Guanji ignored Meng Qingying and turned around to enter the palace: "Come in and explain in detail."

Following the words, the perception of the main hall was blocked, and the guard against Meng Qingying, an "ally", was no different than guarding against thieves.

Meng Qingying smiled mockingly, turned and left.

She wanted to find Qin Yi again.

At this time, Qin Yi was lying in the Qianlong Temple with pain in his balls. He had to leave this matter, or he had to cooperate with Meng Qingying, but everyone couldn't think of anything, so cooperation was difficult to establish.

In a moment of real pain, Lingxu knocked on the door twice and said, "Brother Dao, there is an urgent report."

Qin Yi said casually: "What urgent report do you need to tell me?"

"Nanli urgently reports that there is chaos in Nanli. The regent is protecting the young king and is fleeing to Daqian."

"boom!"

The door of the guest house was in pieces. Qin Yi appeared in front of him instantly and grabbed Lingxu: "What is the situation? Please explain it clearly!"


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