Chapter 235 Yu Qing: Where did I go to such a big hall? (Please subscribe)

"No, the student has advanced to marrow cleaning now, and he still has the power to protect himself. I think of my sister," Qi Ping said worriedly: "If someone hurts her, come to take revenge on me... I can't always protect you."

Qiping has two solutions to how to ensure Qi Shu's safety.

The first is to find a way to ask her to study in academy or Taoist yard or live in it. But I asked Qi Shu just now that the girl was not happy, and after obtaining the practice method, Qi Ping also asked her to try it, and it turns out that

, there is indeed no talent for cultivation.

So, the second method he thought was to seek treasure protection.

As for himself, it's okay. Unless the enemy in the secret sends supernatural powers to kill him, he will be completely fearless.

"Well, I can give you another one, but you need to pay enough for it." Mr. Grandpa said calmly.

Qi Ping nodded: "It is natural that the student is now shallow in his cultivation, has no body and only has some money."

The eldest gentleman shook his head: "You will be spared from the vulgar things. Now your cultivation is still shallow, so I owe you first. When you have achieved success in your cultivation, I want you a promise."

Qi Ping was stunned: "What promise?"

The eldest gentleman stroked his beard and said, "Kill someone."

kill?

Qi Ping was surprised and thought to himself, how can I do it if you are an enemy that even a great monk in the hidden realm of Gods?

Seeing him hesitated, the eldest gentleman said lightly: "Don't worry, you should kill someone, you will know in the future."

Qi Ping thought about it and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."

I promise first. If it really doesn’t work, I will use the “no” divine talisman that is pressed on the academy to pay off the debt. Anyway, it will definitely be more precious than a life-saving talisman.

The eldest gentleman spread his palms, and a familiar talisman floated up and fell into Qi Ping's hand.

He stood up and bowed to thank him, took two steps, suddenly he thought of one thing, turned around, and stopped talking:

"Sir...that..."

"What else?"

Qi Ping tentatively said: "I have nothing else to say, just ask, the place where your divine talisman is teleported will not be the enemy's nest, right? I..."

"..." The eldest gentleman waved his sleeves and swept Qi Ping out of the lecture hall, and the two doors closed with a bang.

Outside the door, Qi Ping was helpless, and the old man was still angry.

...

...

Grassland, the area where the golden tent royal court is located.

The sun is shining in autumn, and on the vast land, white tents are as continuous as the sea.

Herds of cattle and sheep.

At the core of the royal court, the tent turned golden, which was the place where the barbarian royal family lived.

Suddenly, a light blue bird appeared in the sky out of thin air, coiled around twice, and suddenly plunged into one of the golden tents.

Inside the account.

The floor was covered with heavy carpets embroidered with complex patterns, and a white-haired wizard in a robe knelt on the ground, silently looking at the shrine on the table to pray.

Suddenly, the white-haired wizard's old face opened his closed eyes. He raised his hand and caught the blue bird, glanced at the secret letter hidden in the bamboo tube, but did not take it out.

He just stood up hunched over, leaned on a peach wood staff in one hand and the bird in the other, and left the gold tent.

Walk towards the most majestic and huge tent nearby, like a palace.

Along the way, everyone saw him and saluted: "High Priest."

The high priest seemed to have not seen everyone, and slowly walked into the "king tent" with no hunchback, and the guards guarded outside did not stop him.

"What happened?"

When the white-haired wizard walked through the overlapping curtains and entered the huge palace, he saw the women dancing naked on the carpet, and the voice of the Barbarian King sounded in his ears.

The singing and dancing pause.

As if someone had issued an order, a barbarian woman stood up and lined up in two rows to go to the side tent. The barbarian king who was sitting behind the long table with wine jars and barbecue stood up.

It was like a mountain rising from the ground.

This barbarian king is tall, more than two meters tall.

He was covered in bronze-colored skin, wearing unique clothes of "barbarians", his hair was black, and tied up with ropes woven with colorful ribbons, as if he was in his prime.

At this moment, the majestic and cold face fell on the blue bird.

"His letter." The high priest threw out the secret letter concisely.

The Barbarian King unfolded, glanced at the eyes, suddenly showed a strange smile, turned around and opened a copper pot on the table.

With a "bang", Xiahou Yuanqing's soul crawled out: "Is there a reply?"

The Man King smiled and said, "Yes, my friend, what do you think is written in the letter?"

Xiahou Yuanqing had a blank expression on his face: "Speak straight away if you have something to say."

The Barbarian King laughed: "General Xiahou is still straightforward, it's okay. Let me tell you good news and bad news. Your family has been rescued."

Xiahou Yuanqing was overjoyed, and the haze that had been gone for several days.

However, the next sentence was like a basin of cold water: "Then unfortunately I was discovered and had to be killed."

Xiahou Yuanqing couldn't believe it: "What did you say? How could he..."

The Barbarian King said mercifully: "In addition, the letter also said that if you lose your concern, you will definitely feel hatred. In order to avoid trouble, you don't have to think about going back."

Xiahou Yuanqing's face suddenly changed and he staggered back: "No..."

Immediately, he turned into green smoke and fled outside the tent. The Barbarian King sucked his mouth and ate the soul of this top magical power in a desperate roar:

"You should have thought of today."

...

Leaving from the lecture hall, Qi Ping took Qi Shu with satisfaction, and told him to place the talisman paper close to his body. The two of them rode their horses and returned to Kyoto.

On the way, Qi Ping told her about the emperor. The poor girl's eyes widened as she heard it and stuttered:

"That...that Jin...sir, is the Emperor...Emperor?"

She felt like she was in a dream.

Suddenly, he twisted his thighs hard, and the latter caught him off guard and shivered in pain: "You have to pinch it, pinch the horse."

The yellow horse under the seat suddenly sniffed unhappily.

Qi Shu sat in front of her elder brother, in a daze, unbelievable:

"So Mr. Yun is the emperor's teacher?"

"Yes, I just said that this old man talks very well, and it turns out that he is hidden in the city." Qi Ping shook the reins.

What Qi Shu thought was that if this was the case, Shu Xiu would be worth it.

Then he thought again that Yun Qing'er was the granddaughter of the Grand Tutor, and she was worthy of her elder brother.

...

When he returned to Liujiao Lane, Qiping noticed that the bookstore had already opened and asked Qi Shu to go back first. Qiping immediately found Fan Er.

The latter had already received the news and knew that Qi Ping was safe and sound. He was overjoyed and had already begun to call on the worker.

Qi Ping found him and only issued an order to write an in-depth report on the front page of the next newspaper.

"There are a lot of rumors in Kyoto during this period. Although there are results in the court, people in the market may not know it. Haha, spreading rumors and breaking them off, so I need the newspaper to justify me." Qi Ping said.

Fan Er took the order and left.

After leaving the book shop, Qi Ping went to the Yun family courtyard again and knocked on the door familiarly: "Dongdongdongdong."

"Who?" Yun Qing'er's voice was as crisp as a yellow oriole.

Flush: "Check the water meter."

The door opened, wearing a lotus leaf-colored silk skirt, a plain face and a bold look, a girl named Qing'er glared at him angrily:

"What a water bitch... come in, grandpa is waiting for you."

Qi Ping smiled and saw the old cadre with gray temples sitting in a rattan chair reading a book. He heard the sound and put down the book and said with a smile:

"Come back?"

"I'm back." Qi Ping walked over casually, sat down and said resentfully:

"You're hiding this so hard for me."

Old Yun smiled and said, "What did you talk about when you meet His Majesty this time?"

Qi Ping poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip on his own, and said:
To be continued...