When the people were dawn, Qingge rode a sedan chair again to Luogong Mansion.
"What you said is true?" Uncle Luo San asked again uncertainly: "There are Yuanjing ore veins underground in the entire East China?"
"Uncle San, it will be a burden to get such wealth for ordinary people. And this wealth is in my hands, and I can maximize its effect!" Qingge sat on the chair, folded his legs, and smiled slightly.
road.
"You also know that the affairs of the disciples of the three sects are related to the Qinglian King. If I take action, I will be unable to come from a family and will be unable to protect myself at that time, but I will lose more than I will have a fortune. Even if I have a wealth of thousands of dollars, it will be useless if I have no life.
"Uncle Luo San expressed his concerns.
Qingge said lightly: "Uncle San, ask yourself, can you really not care about the life and death of those tens of thousands of people? I have a secret connection with the Qinglian King and the goddess. Even if you make a move, no one will touch you.
It means exposing yourself. Uncle San, you only need to replace the Nine Realms and maintain justice. Leave the rest of the matter to me. As for Yuanjing, I can admit that if Uncle San helps me mine Yuanjing
Whenever I mine Yuan crystals, there will inevitably be a continuous stream of Yuan crystals that flow into Luogong’s Mansion to help Luogong thrive.”
After being excited, Uncle Luo San fell into deep thoughts, almost hesitated, and never answered definitely.
Qingge was not in a hurry, and savored the fragrant tea and waited patiently for Uncle Luo San's answer.
It is of great importance, and it is inevitable that Luo Sanshu will think about it before and after, so Qingge wants to go to Zhang Gong’s Mansion.
Uncle Luo San should understand the principle of people dying for money. If Mr. Zhang knew about Yuan Jing’s affairs, he would definitely help Qingge.
That is to say, except for Uncle Luo San, there are still many people in the Nine Realms who are willing to help.
It’s not about morality, it’s just about greed for money.
As the saying goes, wealth and honor are sought in danger, there must be many people who sacrifice themselves for them.
Uncle Luo San is quietly weighing the interests—
"Uncle San, cooperation is something you want and I will not force you." Qingge stood up again and said frankly: "I admit that going to Mr. Zhang's mansion is also to let Uncle San let go of his burden. Everything I have done by me
, It's not to fight against someone from Qinglian, nor to the opposite of the lead singer of the god. But I am also the senior sister of the Yaozong and a righteous practitioner. Even though I have the ability to save each other, how can I bear to see tens of thousands of lives die?
Under the loess? Uncle San, I will give you a day to consider it. Tomorrow, I will set off for the heavenly realm."
Uncle Luo San was surprised.
Qingge went to Zhang Gong’s Mansion, obviously because he was provoking the general, and Uncle Luo San naturally understood.
But what he didn't expect was that the girl in front of him would meet with each other honestly.
Uncle Luo San looked at Qingge carefully. The woman's eyebrows and eyes were slightly dyed like flowers, and even more firm as iron.
In those eyes, there was only a lot of sincerity.
At this time, she was not the Eastern Emperor or the Qinglian Emperor Princess, but just an ordinary practitioner who saved innocent people from water and fire.
"Don't worry, even if I don't agree to my request, I will not look for others. Birds die for food, and people are greedy, except for Uncle San, I will never trust others!" Qinggewan
He bowed his waist and walked out of Luogong Mansion with his slender legs.
Xi Ziyan put on a velvet shirt for Qingge, Qingge closed her clothes, felt the cold wind in the morning, and smiled slightly when facing Xi Ziyan.
Qingge rode on the chariot and left Luogong Mansion.
In Luo Gong’s Mansion, Uncle Luo San was alone in the hall, sitting silently, not knowing what he was thinking.
Suddenly, Uncle Luo San picked up the wine pot on the table and poured a glass of wine. The spirits were in the mouth, which was heartbreaking.
After taking a sip of wine, Uncle Luo San took out the prescription given by Qingge and handed it to the servant: "Try picking up the medicinal materials and boiling medicine."
The waiter took the prescription, grabbed the medicine and boiled the medicine. Soon, he brought a bowl of medicine soup and placed it on the cabinet next to Uncle Luo San's bed.
Uncle Luo San sat on the bed and remembered his father's teachings when he was young.
——Being a father does not ask you to be a great hero, but you cannot live a coward.
"Uncle San, the medicine is ready." The servant said softly with a huge bag on his forehead.
"Um."
The little servant bowed and left, Uncle Luo San picked up the medicine soup and took a sip.
The taste is slightly astringent, and after passing through the throat, there is a faint medicinal fragrance on the lips and teeth.
The medicine bowl was at its bottom, and Uncle Luo San was lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully.
After he closed his eyes, a bloody and cruel scene appeared.
The loess was scattered and the shovel was twisted. The innocent young people were buried alive.
Uncle Luo San suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the empty room, and then closed his eyes and rested.
He thought he would not be able to sleep, or would be plagued by nightmares as usual.
Who knew that this sleep will be the second day.
When Uncle Luo San woke up, he was a little confused and had a bit of headache, but until now he slept, he felt unspeakable.
"Uncle San, are you awake?" The little servant came to hear the sound.
“When is it now?”
"It's noon when I go back to Uncle San."
"Have you only slept for half a day?" Uncle Luo San said to himself.
The little servant shook his head quickly: "Yes, Uncle San, you have been sleeping for more than a day."
"So long?" Uncle Luo San sat up suddenly, lifted the quilt off the bed, and asked while tidying up his clothes, "Where is Miss Ye?"
"Miss should go back to the Heavenly Realm."
"Go and prepare ten jars of wine."
After saying that, Uncle Luo flew out and headed straight for Xiziyan's residence.
In the shabby and dilapidated house, Qingge finished practicing and moved his muscles and looked at Xi Ziyan with a smile: "It's getting late, it's time to leave."
"Where is the third uncle..." Xiziyan wanted to speak but stopped: "Are you still not able to talk to him?"
Qingge smiled with a full smile: "No, he will come." She said confidently.
Xi Ziyan's eyebrows were confused and confused. He opened his mouth but still did not ask. He stood up and took Qingge to the Gods Heavenly Realm.
"Girl, Miss Ye, wait..." Uncle Luo San's voice came from afar.
Xi Ziyan's eyes lit up and looked at Qingge again. Qingge seemed to smile but not smile, not surprising at all.
"I have met Lord Luo Gong of the Nine Realms." Qingge stood gracefully and bowed.
"Miss, is you going to the Heavenly Realm?" Uncle Luo San asked.
Qingge nodded: "That's right, Uncle San came here for...?"
Uncle Luo San gasped and smiled: "Girl, I promise you."
Xi Ziyan's eyes were slightly condensed, full of surprise.
Uncle Luo San is the hardest person to talk to in the Nine Realms. Why did Qingge tell him so easily? Xi Ziyan couldn't understand it.
However, Xi Ziyan knew that there were few things that surprised him in the past few years?
Qingge bowed his waist: "I thanked Mr. Luo for saving his life for tens of thousands of disciples of the three sects. This kind of kindness will surely flow, and I will never forget it."
"Why do you have to say this? There is no such thing as kindness. I won't speak out loud, but what you promised should be counted. The mined Yuan crystals must be diverted to Luogong Mansion." Uncle Luo San said.
"I can assure you that Uncle San, but there is one more thing, I need Uncle San..."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Luo San suddenly had a bad premonition.
"I heard that there is a frost barrier left by the royal family in Luo Gong's mansion. Uncle San should know that mining Yuanjing and mobilizing troops. If there is no high-quality barrier to help and isolate the outside world's inquiries, people will know." Qingge
He showed a look of annoyance.
Gu Long glanced at Uncle Luo San with sympathy.
stupid.
I don't know if I've been cheated.
How could such a good thing happen if the Yuan Jing is diverted to Uncle Luo San?
Ye Qingge's real purpose is not the disciples of the three sects, but the frost barrier of Luo Gong's Mansion.
If there is a barrier in hand, mining the Yuan crystal is like God's help, and there is no need to worry about it anymore. (To be continued)