"What's the matter, Xiao Qi?" Zheng Yueting took a sip of tea and asked with concern, "Are you worried?"
"No, no."
Zheng Qiyuan, who was sitting opposite, had evasive eyes and hesitant words. He couldn't hold back a word for a long time. Suddenly he stood up and filled her cup with tea. "Sister, how are you doing in the mountains these days?"
"What's wrong with me?" Zheng Yueting smiled and raised her tea cup again, "I'm just a little worried about Qiqi. Since dad's illness is not serious, I plan to go out for a while to find her whereabouts."
"Isn't Sister Qiqi back yet?" Zheng Qiyuan seemed concerned, but a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
"Yes, I don't know where she is now or whether she is doing well." Zheng Yueting's face was full of worry.
"Sister, don't worry too much." Zheng Qiyuan saw her take a few sips and hurriedly got up to add water.
"That's enough." Zheng Yueting waved her hand to indicate that she was full, and then turned to ask, "I see many people are lining up outside. Are you going on a long trip?"
"Yes, I mobilized all the elites of the 'Tiandao Alliance' to go out and do a big thing." Zheng Qiyuan hesitated for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked directly into his sister's eyes.
"What's the big deal?" Seeing his serious expression, Zheng Yueting's face straightened up, "Do you need my help?"
As she spoke, she suddenly felt that her vision was blurred, her head felt dizzy, and her delicate body shook slightly unconsciously.
What's wrong with me?
Once one's cultivation has reached the level of a Taoist Spirit Master, as long as there is no external force, one can be said to be immune to all diseases. This feeling of weakness and weakness seems distant and unfamiliar to Zheng Yueting.
"Sister, you can't help with this matter." Zheng Qiyuan observed her expression carefully.
"What is so difficult to handle?" Zheng Yueting asked instinctively, her delicate body weak and almost unsteady, "Even I, a Taoist spiritual master, can't help you?"
"Attack Piaohua Palace." Zheng Qiyuan stared into her eyes and said word by word.
"What, you..." Zheng Yueting was startled. When she was about to ask a question, she felt that her whole body was weak. She collapsed on the chair with a thump and could no longer move. She tried all her strength and could only open her eyelids.
, barely letting himself fall asleep.
"After all, he is a Taoist spiritual master." Zheng Qiyuan's voice changed, and there was no trace of emotion. "I drank so much tea, and I can still stay awake."
"You drugged the tea?"
Zheng Yueting's beautiful eyes were so wide that she could hardly believe her ears.
Since Zheng Qiyuan was physically weak since childhood, she took great care of her younger brother. The two siblings had a deep relationship. Even though she felt abnormal in her body just now, she never had the slightest suspicion that it was her younger brother who had done it.
"Sister, don't blame me." Zheng Qiyuan raised his arms, holding a black soul-binding rope in his palm, and walked slowly in the direction of Zheng Yueting, "If you want to blame me, blame Piaohua Palace for bullying others too much.
Miss Tianquan’s brother is dead.”
"God, who is Tianquan?" Zheng Yueting felt her tongue was getting knotted, and she couldn't even speak fluently. "Why have I never heard of it? Have we ever hurt her brother?"
"No need to quibble." Zheng Qiyuan shouted loudly, "Miss Tianquan will never lie."
When Tianquan was mentioned, a look of intoxication appeared on his face unconsciously, and the soul-binding rope in his hand was slowly wrapped around Zheng Yueting's pink neck.
"So, so, who is this Tianquan?" Zheng Yueting opened and closed her lips with difficulty, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, "For her, you, you can actually attack your own sister."
"She is, she is..." Zheng Qiyuan's movements froze, and his expression suddenly became a little confused, as if he couldn't remember who the Tianquan he was talking about was, "Who is she?"
Then, he suddenly squatted down, holding his head in his hands, with a look of pain on his face, and kept mumbling to himself: "Who is she? Who is she..."
Zheng Yueting looked at his strange behavior in surprise. When she wanted to ask, she was so numb that she didn't even have the strength to speak.
After a while, Zheng Qiyuan's eyes regained their firmness, and he murmured to himself: "She is a fairy, a goddess, and the most beautiful woman in the world..."
After saying that, he stood up again and reached out to pull the soul-binding rope wrapped around Zheng Yueting's body.
"Xiao Qi! Wake up!"
At this point, Zheng Yueting still didn't understand why her brother was afraid of being plotted against her, and her mind was no longer under control. In addition to being frightened and angry, she didn't know where the strength came from her body, and she struggled to spit out these five words.
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Zheng Qiyuan was stunned, a trace of hesitation flashed across his face, but it quickly disappeared.
In just such a short moment, his eyes suddenly burst into a bright light, making him unable to see anything at all.
Immediately afterwards, the leader of the Heavenly Sword Alliance felt a heavy blow on the back of his neck, and before he had time to react, he instantly lost consciousness.
When the strong light dissipated, Zheng Qiyuan lay on the ground and fell into a coma.
Beside him, an orange figure appeared at some point, with a beautiful face and graceful curves. The long gown on her body could hardly cover the surging breasts.
"Leng, Master Leng."
Seeing Leng Wushuang's face, Zheng Yueting felt happy, and then nervously looked at Zheng Qiyuan lying on the ground, "He, he..."
"Don't worry, I just knocked him out. There is no danger to his life." Leng Wushuang stretched out his slender hand and handed a white pill to Zheng Yueting's lips, "This is the medicine refined by Ning'er.
Qing Dan' should be able to relieve the medicine on your body."
Zheng Yueting felt relieved, and she opened her mouth to swallow the pill obediently. She felt a fresh feeling spread between her lips and teeth, and her limbs and torso, which were originally numb and weak, gradually began to have spiritual power flowing.
In less than half a moment, she sat up, rubbed her wrists, and asked curiously: "Uncle Leng, why are you here?"
"It was the spiritual master's nephew who asked me to come." Leng Wushuang replied concisely and concisely, "She said you might be in danger."
Can even this be counted?
Is the senior sister a god?
Zheng Yueting was shocked and continued to ask, but she didn't get any useful information from Leng Wushuang. She helplessly looked at Zheng Qiyuan lying on the ground and said: "Uncle Leng, Xiao Qi doesn't know what kind of evil has been possessed."
Fa, is there anything you can do to help him recover?"
"We might as well take him back to Qingfeng Mountain." Leng Wushuang thought for a while and said, "Senior Sister and Ning'er may be able to find a way."
"Okay." Zheng Yueting thought for a moment and couldn't think of a better way, so she could only nod her head.
She knelt down and carried Zheng Qiyuan on her shoulders, her movements extremely gentle, for fear of causing him any harm.
Even though he has advanced to the Heavenly Wheel, in her eyes, Zheng Qiyuan is still the same as the frail young man back then.
The two women touched the ground with their lotus feet, and with a sway under their feet, they disappeared in an instant. From the time Leng Wushuang knocked out Zheng Qiyuan until the two left, they did not alarm the large group of swordsmen outside at all.
"Hey, are these people...?"
Not long after walking, not far from Qingfeng Mountain, a dark figure instantly attracted the attention of the two women.
I saw that the foot of the mountain, which was originally empty, was for some reason densely packed with people. At first glance, there were thousands of people, completely surrounding the narrow entrance to the mountain.
These people all exude powerful spiritual power fluctuations, and there are many cultivators at the level of the Earth Wheel and even the Heavenly Wheel. Their scale is almost comparable to that of an army.
"Qingcheng Sword Sect?"
Leng Wushuang glanced around and found among the huge crowd, the "fat swordsman" Liu Dawei who had expressed his love to him and the white-haired and white-bearded Qingcheng Sword Sect leader Yu Zhenzi, "They surrounded Qingfeng Mountain
What to do?"
Just when she was hesitating whether to land and say hello, she saw several practitioners suddenly charging towards the mountain entrance.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
As soon as these people approached the entrance of Qingfeng Mountain, they seemed to have hit an invisible wall and flew backwards under the huge rebound. They fell to the ground one after another, each one feeling dizzy after falling and seeing stars in their eyes.
"This is... the mountain protection formation?"
Zheng Yueting was startled at first, and then suddenly realized, "Master opened the great formation, could it be for these people who broke into the mountain?"
"It should be." Leng Wushuang glanced at the people below and suddenly said in confusion, "There is not even a spiritual master among these people, so why use a large formation?"
In her words, this team, which was even more powerful than the private army of the Governor's Mansion, was not worth mentioning.
"Master has a gentle temperament and a kind heart." Zheng Yueting speculated, "Maybe you don't want to conflict with them?"
"Let's go, don't worry about them." Leng Wushuang couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it, "I'll just ask senior sister later."
"Uncle Master, now that the formation is open, you and I can come in and out freely." Zheng Yueting glanced at Zheng Qiyuan who was carrying him on her shoulders, "But Xiao Qi..."
"It's simple." Leng Wushuang moved his arm slightly, and a small wound suddenly appeared on Zheng Qiyuan's neck. The speed was so fast that it could not be caught with the naked eye.
She stretched out her slender index finger and gently brushed it over Zheng Qiyuan's wound. An extremely cold air surged from her fingertips, turning the oozing blood directly into ice beads.
"Wait a moment, I'll come back as soon as I go!" Leng Wushuang pinched the red ice bead with two fingers, and his delicate body turned into a dazzling light, and disappeared in an instant.
Uncle Leng’s speed is truly unparalleled in the world!
Staring at the direction in which the swift light was going, Zheng Yueting was amazed and secretly envious.
"Okay, let's go!" After only a few dozen breaths, a white light flashed before her eyes, and Leng Wushuang's proud figure appeared again.
The two women moved their lotus steps in the air, walked on the air, and soon entered Qingfeng Mountain.
From the beginning to the end, the army of cultivators surrounding Qingfeng Mountain below did not notice anyone floating above their heads at all.
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Far away in the ice and snow of northern Xinjiang, Zhong Wen stared into Shangguan Mingyue's eyes in surprise. The two of them stared at each other in silence for a moment.
Miss Shangguan's already fair skin became more and more beautiful under the snowy light. Looking at her, she actually gave him a pleasant feeling.
"Do you want to use the 'Sacred Fire Gun' to deal with the Chi tribe and the army in the Chaos Land?" However, at this time, Zhong Wen had no intention of admiring the beauty, but asked seriously.
"Yes, the situation is now very precarious." Shangguan Mingyue shook the dark pipe in his hand and did not hide his thoughts, "I plan to mass-produce this 'divine fire gun', which may bring about a turn for the Daqian army.
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"Not to mention the cost of forging the 'Sacred Fire Gun'." Zhong Wen pondered for a long time before slowly saying, "Even if it is produced on a large scale, the consumption of spiritual crystals by this weapon is definitely not something any empire can bear.
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"If this kind of weapon can really be used in the army." Shangguan Mingyue said firmly, "Our Shengyu Chamber of Commerce will donate a mine to the empire, and then the other two major chambers of commerce will definitely not do nothing."
"Is this your idea alone?" Zhong Wen couldn't help being surprised when he heard this, "Does my uncle know?"
Shangguan Mingyue's approach was obviously contrary to the businessman's profit-seeking nature, and he couldn't help but suspect that this was just the impulse of the eldest lady's personal emotions.
"Since I came to you, I naturally have the support of my father and Yiru." Shangguan Mingyue pouted and said unhappily, "Could it be that in your mind, our Shangguan family is the kind of businessman who is only interested in profit and has no feelings for family and country?
What?"
"As a businessman, the eldest lady is able to sacrifice her own interests to serve the country and the people. It is really admirable." Zhong Wen's face straightened and he seemed to be touched. However, the next words he said almost made the eldest lady Shangguan jump out of the air.
He fell down and said, "Since you have this awareness, I, Zhong Wen, am not a stingy person. I will bite the bullet and give you a discount on the forging method of the 'God Fire Gun' and sell it to you for one hundred thousand spiritual crystals!"
"One hundred thousand spiritual crystals!" Shangguan Mingyue glared at him fiercely, barely able to control her voice, "Why don't you go and grab it!"
"Why are you so excited?" Zhong Wen had no shame on his face, "To be fair, isn't the 'Shenhuo Gun' worth the price?"
"You..." Shangguan Mingyue was about to retort, but suddenly found that she was at a loss for words.
Deep down, she knew that such a seemingly inconspicuous black pipe had the power to change the world.
Once it is equipped in the army, it only needs one spiritual master to stand in to resist the power of the enemy's spiritual master. Even ordinary people may cause fatal blows to Tianlun and even spiritual masters.
In addition, the divine fire gun is small in size, portable and easy to hide. It is not as bulky and slow as a chariot. Once popularized, it is very likely that low-level practitioners and even ordinary people will launch a counterattack against the strong.
The impact of such a weapon is almost epoch-making.
For the Piaohua Palace, which has a small number of people but all of them have advanced cultivation, this change undoubtedly gives away some vested interests and weakens its ability to withstand risks, which is definitely not a good thing.
Therefore, although the asking price of one hundred thousand spiritual crystals is high, considering the value of the divine fire gun, it is not an exaggeration.
"Do you think it's cheap?" Zhong Wen cleared his throat and said seriously, "Don't think I'm just a cook, but I also have a patriotic heart. With the national crisis at hand, this forging method worth millions of spiritual crystals, I just If you charge a fee casually, it can almost be said to be free of charge. You don’t need to thank me too much. I am just so eager for justice and self-sacrifice for others.”
"Why don't you die?" Shangguan Mingyue had faintly bulging veins on his smooth forehead. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "Our Shengyu Trading Company donated a mine and gave you one hundred thousand spiritual crystals. How can we still have the money to forge it?" weapon?"
"If you sell the manufactured sacred fire gun to the imperial court, won't you get your money back?" Zhong Wen replied lazily.
"Yiru's treasury was not rich to begin with, and now that there are frequent wars, it is even more strapped." Shangguan Mingyue said angrily, "How can we afford so many divine fire guns?"
Zhong Wen kept shaking his head and sighed: "After talking for a long time, do you want to use your free hand to steal my divine fire gun?"
"Is this the kind of person I am?" Shangguan Mingyue's pretty face was slightly red, and there was not much confidence in her delicate voice. "It's just... you, can you sell it cheaper?"
"Miss Shangguan, how much do you think this divine fire gun should be sold for?" Zhong Wen asked.
"Five thousand... one, ten thousand spiritual crystals." Shangguan Mingyue's face turned redder, and her voice became softer and softer, until it was almost inaudible.
"Ten thousand spiritual crystals! Are you serious?" Zhong Wen deliberately pretended to be shocked, as if he had heard the most incredible thing in the world.
Shangguan Mingyue's eyes wandered, not daring to look into his eyes at all, her lips slightly opened, and she uttered an almost inaudible word "um".
"Hey, that's all!" Zhong Wen held his heart with both hands, shook his head, and sighed repeatedly, "For Sister Jun Yi's sake, I can sell it to you for fifty thousand spiritual crystals, and I also agree to let you drag it until the war. I'll pay you back after it's over, but you have to...be my maid for three days, how about that?"
"Girl?" Shangguan Mingyue said confused, "What do you mean?"
"That's what it means literally. In the next three days, you will be responsible for bringing me tea and water, rubbing my shoulders and legs." Zhong Wen said with a smile, "Of course, your temper is too grumpy, so there is no need to warm the bed. I
I still prefer the gentle and considerate sister Jun Yi."
"You..." Shangguan Mingyue was so angry that her face turned red, her chest heaved, and she almost threw her magic skills in his face. However, in a moment, her expression suddenly changed, as if she was a different person, and she smiled cleverly.
Yan Ran said, "It's a deal!"
"Huh?" As a result, it was Zhong Wen's turn to look confused.
Even for Shangguan Junyi's sake, he would not really embarrass Shengyu Trading Company. The reason why he came up with such a funny suggestion was just to tease Shangguan Mingyue.
He didn't know why, but whenever he saw the eldest lady angry, he felt inexplicably happy.
"Fifty thousand spiritual crystals, our Shengyu Trading Company will return them in full after the war, and I will also serve as your maid for three days." There was a sly smile on Shangguan Mingyue's gorgeous face, and her voice was soft and sweet.
, the people's bones were tingling after hearing this, "As for when the payment will be made, I have the final say."
So sloppy!
Looking at Shangguan Mingyue's proud expression, Zhong Wen couldn't help but rub the back of his head and lamented that he was used to quarreling and noisy with her on weekdays, but he forgot that the young lady in front of him was an experienced businessman who had been in the mall for many years.
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If I had known better, I wouldn’t have canceled the “bed warmer” option!