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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

 When Qiao Mian woke up, it was already noon the next day.

He was lying on a bluestone under the ancient Bodhi tree.

The bluestone was specially moved by Zhong Jiuchi from the Huashan Sect.

Under the soft sunlight, he felt warm and comfortable.

Opening his eyes and looking at the lush leaves, he immediately saw the looming little bear doll among the leaves.

"Tibbers." He called softly.

The Shadow Bear's eyes lit up in response.

Qiao Mian smiled with satisfaction, straightened up, and took the tea brought by Liu Xiangjun.

After rinsing his mouth, he stood up and asked the time.

When he learned that it would be the next day, Qiao Mian was secretly relieved.

Silently feeling the surging mana in his body and the pure lotus demon fire that was perfectly integrated with him, he felt satisfied.

His current cultivation level is still close to 800 years, and it won't take long for him to reach the innate realm, and he can fight against the demon king head-on without relying on magical treasures.

In the innate realm, his lifespan will increase a lot, and at that time he will be able to use many more methods.

The power he can now exert with this Pure Lotus Demonic Fire is comparable to his own. When using the Heaven and Earth, he can reach the quasi-immortal realm, but the duration is limited.

Even so, it is more than enough to deal with some tough opponents.

Combined with Thor's hammer, he has few opponents in the world.

The method of dreaming in Qingyun Temple is indeed powerful, but the Pure Lotus demon fire can burn even the soul into nothingness, so it is enough to protect yourself.

"Qingyun Temple!"

Qiao Mian silently recited these words in his heart, murderous intent flashed across his face.

There was movement outside the door.

Qiao Mian looked around and saw the door of the house was opened.

Zhong Jiuchia came back carrying several food boxes.

Beside her, there was a cat and a weasel.

After seeing Qiao Mian, the three of them greeted him warmly.

Qiao Mian ate something and wanted to buy another mysterious blind box, but the door was knocked one after another.

The first person to knock on the door was Li Kaisheng.

Qiao Mian had a particularly deep memory of this staff officer who had fought alongside him.

He originally thought that Li Kaisheng came to get close to him, but unexpectedly the other party came to give gifts.

Five big boxes, filled with strange things.

"We collected these from the Huashan Sect and specially selected them for you, sir." Li Kaisheng said in a kind tone.

Of course Qiao Mian would not refuse.

Although the other party sent troops this time in the name of rescuing him, he had done a great job in eradicating the Huashan Cult, so he should get some share of the capture.

Qiao Mian was about to open the box to see the value of these things when the door was knocked again.

This time it was also an acquaintance.

Yellow among the guards.

Compared with Li Kaisheng, the guard's attitude was more modest, and there was an unabashed attempt to win over him in his words.

"Governor Huang often mentioned Mr. Qiao. He said that he played a great role in eradicating the Huashan Cult this time, so he asked me to bring some gifts to express my condolences."

As the guard spoke, he opened the three boxes he had brought.

In the first box is shining gold.

In the second box is ginseng that grows into a baby shape.

In the last box is a set of armor.

The armor was dark gold in color, with some fine red cracks on the surface. As soon as he looked at Qiao Mian, he felt a surge of evil aura.

Qiao Mian's eyes were slightly sharp.

The guard smiled and said: "This armor is Governor Huang's most precious collection. Mr. Zhang had been begging for it for a long time, but the Governor never gave it to him."

"What's the origin?" Qiao Mian asked.

The guard held his head high and his chest high, with a proud look on his face: "At this time, the armor of Xu Huai, the former general of Dingbei. The general has spent his entire life in the military and has made great military achievements. He defeated the barbarians in the north..."

Qiao Mian nodded slightly.

He had certainly heard of General Xu. There were sculptures of him in many places in Xijing.

His status in the previous dynasty was equivalent to that of Wei Qing and Huo Qubing in the Han Dynasty.

The other party has been dead for hundreds of years.

The guard sighed as he spoke: "Speaking of which, the Emperor of Xijing is the great-grandson of General Xu."

Qiao Mian looked confused, not knowing what he meant.

The city emperor was an official of the previous dynasty, and there were no gods canonized under the Northwest Army.

Today, the Chenghuang Temple has become a place for folk recreation, and all the statues of gods have been destroyed.

Even the statue of the City Emperor has no head.

A few days ago, when Qiao Mian passed by, he heard some strange noises, but he didn't want to get into trouble, so he didn't get involved.

Noticing his gaze, the guard smiled and said: "The Xu and Huang families are family friends, and Governor Huang's father and the city emperor were close friends during his lifetime."

"How did the City Emperor Temple become like this?" Qiao Mian asked.

Is it possible that Huang Zhongzhong has a bad relationship with his father?

Or is it that Father Huang and the City Emperor are superficial brothers?

The guard smiled bitterly: "That was not Governor Huang's doing. It was Ma Yuan who entered Xijing first. He teamed up with the Huashan Sect to demolish the City Emperor Temple in an attempt to support his people to become the City Emperor. However, the previous City Emperor would rather die than surrender and destroyed

Official seal..."

"Rebirth of the Great Era of Fighting Waves"

Qiao Mian was silent.

The guard cupped his hands at Qiao Mian and said, "Governor Huang asked me to bring a message to you, sir."

"What?" Qiao Mian asked.

The guard said seriously: "Governor Huang said that he is old, conservative and self-contained. I hope you understand."

Qiao Mian was unconvinced.

The guard took out an invitation and handed it to Qiao Mian. He smiled and said, "Governor Huang's birthday will be in two days. I hope you can attend."

Qiao Mian glanced at the invitation in his hand, nodded and said, "I will come over."

Seeing that he agreed, the guard beamed with joy.

He and Huang Zhongzhi share weal and woe.

After hearing what Qiao Mian had done in Huashan, he really did not dare to offend this man with unpredictable strength.

Rumor has it that the other party also raised a dragon!

Thinking of Huang Zhongzhong's disappointed look when he first woke up, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

This man who dominates the sky in the northwest is actually fascinated by his niece!

Could it be that the extremely elegant Miss Jiang also fell in love with him?

And Mr. Zhang actually led 20,000 new soldiers to eradicate the Huashan Sect, a large spiritual sect entrenched in the northwest!

He didn't know what Huang Zhongzhi was thinking. Judging from his words and deeds, he probably felt lonely like a hero in his twilight years.

After watching the other party leave, Qiao Mian turned around and returned to the courtyard.

Huang Ying, who was hiding behind the tree, suddenly turned into a human form and said to him: "Sir, these people have given you a lot of gifts!"

Qiao Mian glanced at this yellow-haired weasel spirit with animal ears and asked, "Why, do you like him?"

Huang Ying nodded "Yeah".

Qiao Mian waved his hand and said to Liu Xiangjun who was behind Huang Ying and Zhong Jiuzhi who lazily walked out of the room: "Take a look and take what you like!"

Now that he is wealthy, these boxes of treasures are not in his eyes.

Glancing at Mao Jiu who was squatting on the ground, he said, "You too."

Mao Jiu shook his head: "I don't need it."

Accidentally taking away the Supreme Bone greatly increased its strength and potential, but it was filled with guilt.

Qiao Mian bent down and picked it up.

He reached out and rubbed Mao Jiu's soft head. Seeing the little black cat narrowing his eyes, Qiao Mian smiled and said, "If you want to be so open to others, don't treat us as a family."

Mao Jiu's voice was low and his expression was aggrieved: "But I..."

Before it could say anything, Qiao Mian interrupted: "If you feel guilty, then practice hard and become stronger as soon as possible so that you can help me in the future."

Mao Jiu nodded solemnly: "I will!"

"Go." Qiao Mian put it on the ground.


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