In the Glazed Fairyland, Liu Qingyi came almost in the smoke and dust. As soon as he entered the pavilion, he wanted to turn around and leave immediately...

In the pavilion, there were three people sitting, Su Huanzhen, Jian Zhichu, Murong Qing.[]

"It's Mr. Chu, Su is in a bad mood." Su Huanzhen looked at the person in front of her with a smile, "It happened that Su has something to ask for help from Mr.

"I'm afraid I can't help you." It's unreasonable to leave immediately. Liu Qingyi gritted her teeth and came to the pavilion to sit down, "I have something to do, and it's going to be soon!"

Liu Qingyi has already known about the re-entry man of the Black and White, and he has to recover his true self and let his elder brother stop killing!

"What sir said is this." Liu Qingyi did not say hello to Jian Zhichu, and Jian Zhichu did not react much. He took out the angry relics on his body and placed them on the table, and asked Liu Qingyi.

"I wish... to give up love." With the sound of giving up love, Liu Qingyi said strangely. How can the injustice be settled?

"I just want to exchange a message with me!" Jian Zhichu pushed the angry relics to Liu Qingyi, but Liu Qingyi did not reach out to get them...

"What kind of message do you want?" As soon as Liu Qingyi said, Su Huanzhen and Murong Qing both spoke out at the same time and wanted to leave...

Su Huanzhen doesn't want to interfere with the matter of the Tower of Ci Light now. As for Murong Qing, he promised Jian Zhichu to ignore the relics.

Su Huanzhen threw a look at Liu Qingyi when she left, and Liu Qingyi pointed her head slightly...

The two walked away. Jian Zhichu saw the 'thief' for a while and slowly spoke, "The murderer's name."

Sure enough... Liu Qingyi sighed secretly, without any harm, and continued his fate...

"Can you change one?" Liu Qingyi tried to make his tone less stiff, but when facing Jian Zhichu, he always felt that it was difficult for him to maintain that relaxed and free state.

"Sir, I have a hidden secret?" Jian Zhichu's expression remained unchanged. His hand was on the blood relic, "Jian Zhichu just wanted to seek justice for the deceased."

Liu Qingyi didn't even look at the angry relic, "You can consider everything except two things."

"Two pieces?" Jian Zhichu was a little surprised. Is there anything else he had to do with him?

"There will always be a time to know." Liu Qingyi said as if sighing, "The blood relics are truly not good things. Can you change the conditions?"

"Sword Zhichu has nothing to ask for." Jian Zhichu said lightly, "Since Su Huanzhen said, the gentleman is determined to win this relic, and he also said that this thing will cause great disaster to the martial arts world. Why is the gentleman unwilling to say the name of a murderer to exchange for this evil thing that may cause danger to the world?"

Why didn't I find you talking before? Liu Qingyi still shook her head and said nothing...

Jian Zhichu's brows gradually frowned, "Sir, do you want to cover up the murderer, or...."

Or what? Liu Qingyi lost her skills, but the sword heart was still there. He felt the sword intent on Jian Zhichu's body, and raised his eyebrows. Liu Qingyi's face had already become cold...

“Or what?”

Isn't the fuck scared? When you eat, drink and sleep well in the Tower of Coral Light, my brother is fighting the Ghost King! When he teaches you martial arts and teaches you how to teach you your studies and help you get to power, Xi Mie Tianlai is trying his best to mess with me!

I am really afraid of you!

After a long roar in his heart, the anger that rose in Liu Qingyi's eyes was not actually aimed at Jian Zhichu. That anger was just a regret caused by a palm a thousand years ago.

The biological mother in this life will never be able to see her again in this life! This anger is a resentment and hatred towards her biological father, a regret for her biological mother, a dissatisfaction with Long Su, and a jealousy towards her predecessors.

"I don't want to guess in that direction, because sir is not like the kind of person who tramples on others' lives at will." Jian Zhichu's tone still eased.

Unfortunately, Liu Qingyi couldn't understand the steps in his words. Wushu was killing him indiscriminately. If he was there, he would definitely stop him. However, when others talked about his friends, even if it was a practical matter, Liu Qingyi would still feel unhappy. "This is not accurate."

"Sir, it seems that I have made it clear to me without any intention." Jian Zhichu's hand was still placed on the blood relic, and his eyes looked at Liu Qingyi, as if he wanted to see through this person.

Two branches produce two fruits, but I like both of them...

I thought of Shi Yin for no reason, and Liu Qingyi finally remembered that the only relatives sitting in front of me were the ones who were the ones who were left in this life...

Forget it, just return to Yin Enqing...

"The blood relics are in trouble, I will definitely give you an explanation." Liu Qingyi relaxed, "How?"

"This requires the sir to prove himself." Jian Zhichu said softly, "This is an evil thing, and as far as I know, the sir seems unwilling to explain the origin of this thing and the possible disasters."

Can you not be so smart? Liu Qingyi suppressed her dissatisfaction, "Then how do you want me to prove it?"

"The murderer is the proof!"

"Does the murderer have a penny relationship with the blood relics?"

"Why should a innocent man be concealed by the murderer?"

"You can care whether I'm innocent?"

"Sir, be careful, Jian Zhichu has been tolerant." Jian Zhichu found that he and this person seemed to have changed the wrong bones. For some reason, it was always difficult for him to remain calm when facing this person.

"I am very tolerant, everyone has friends, right? What's the matter if you ask me to sell my friends?" Liu Qingyi sighed, "Give me the relics, I will explain them to you!"

"What is the so-called explanation of sir? Mediation?" Jian Zhichu shook his head and said, "My friend, died innocently!"

"Then the lives of Murong Qing's men are not innocent?" Liu Qingyi was in the wrong, but she was unwilling to bow her head in front of Jian Zhichu. She gradually lost her sense of restraint when speaking. "At worst, I can pay my life to you!"

"Yes!!" A corner of the stone table in the pavilion collapsed, and Jian Zhichu had a lingering intention in his eyes, "This matter has nothing to do with Murong Qing!"

Liu Qingyi knew that she had said too much, and she clasped her fists and apologized, "I've said it!"

How could this person know Murong Qing's past? Jian Zhichu was a little uneasy. He didn't want to involve Murong Qing in trouble...

"Jian Zhichu didn't ask anything else, just ask sir, who is the one who killed my friend?" Jian Zhichu made the words clear, and Liu Qingyi was silent for a while and asked back.

"When your mother was rejected by rumors in the Tower of Ci Light, did your friends come out to speak for your mother?"

Jian Zhichu was stunned when he heard this...

"Is this matter related to who is the real murderer?"

"Yes! Tell me clearly that you don't lie, and I don't lie." Liu Qingyi's eyes were filled with a familiar cold light that Jian Zhichu was...

"The Tower of Ci Guang has its customs, they." Jian Zhichu vaguely knew what Liu Qingyi wanted to say...

"Then I'll ask you again, have anyone said those rumors among your friends?" Liu Qingyi picked up the teapot and poured it into her mouth, drank it in one gulp, and put it down. He still stared at Jian Zhichu, "I am also familiar with the Tower of Ci Light. I know a lot about the things back then, don't lie to me!"

"Hey..." sighed softly, Jian Zhichu was helpless...

Sure enough! I knew! Shi Yin is not a fool, Wushang is not an idiot. How could Shi Yin come up with false things? Perhaps a large part of Jian Zhichu’s friends are innocent, but...

"The murderer, Liu Qingyi!" Liu Qingyi stood up and stopped looking at the relics on the table. "Blood relics, I am determined to win them, you must hide them!"

"You are lying to me!" Jian Zhichu's words were filled with anger...

"So smart!" Liu Qingyi walked out of the pavilion and said as she walked, "Angry relics, are you finally angry? Ha!!"

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Leave the butterfly dreams of the earth, fly butterflies are lost, the snow cliff is not a master, and you have no intention of listening to the flute when you are windy and snow...

The cold treatment left only one sad place, and was in the midst of flowers, but there was no difference in his eyes. Qing Haichao slowly pondered. What was wrong? What was wrong?

Just as I was worried, I suddenly heard a poem coming from outside...

"Huayang first went to Hongmen, and the rain was blowing on the sparse building, and the dragon lint was not reduced; the purple gold flute, white jade zither, and palace lanterns were bright at night. Tanhua was prosperous again, and drunkenly came to sleep freely."

If you carefully sense the breath, you should be a first-class strong man. He flipped his slap in the sea tide, stepped down, and flew forward towards the place where the poem came from...

Leaving the butterfly dreams the entrance of the earth, the Shulou Dragon Scene gently shaking the purple dragon fan, wearing pearls and jade light, he finally made a decision.

"The whale waves are so happy in one step, and the world's waves are in full swing. Who is the best in ancient and modern times? The snow in the future is a dream of a butterfly in half the night."

"Bing Yao is a thousand years old, a hundred acres of smoke mirrors, and a galaxy dances overnight. The misty heart speaks to nowhere, breaking the corals and scattering them into bright moon beads."

The poem that sounded almost at the same time, the sea tide and the coral appeared at the same time, and they still remembered the past years and months.

Shulou Longsu watched the two of them fly over and unexpectedly saw Qing Haichao falling a little behind...

Is it love? Shulou Longsu sighed inwardly, even a peerless master can’t escape the word love!

Jihu was a little surprised, but his eyes were a little sad... What did you choose? Do you really understand what you are looking for?

If you take a step back, you will have a second step. It turns out that after the first step is taken, you don’t feel anything. Qing Haichao stood aside and just nodded slightly at Shulou Longsu. Just now, when he saw Jishu’s eyes, he also saw a little hope. At this moment, he was in a good mood, so he was not stingy with a little kindness. At least, this person is also an outstanding person.

Unlike the legend, Shulou Longsu gave a slight gift, "Shulou Longsu, you took the liberty to disturb him!"

"The Dragon Head of the Confucian Sect..." Jishu knew about Shulou Longsu, and also knew some of his rumors. As a member of the Yi Sect, one should not be too lazy to be a person with a special identity. " Yi Sect Jishu had seen the Dragon Head, but he didn't know what the Dragon Head came here?"

"Come here to return something." Shulou Longsu said lightly, his eyes turned to Qinghaichao...

"Are you here to find me?" Qing Haichao took a step and stood side by side with Killer...

"The thing of an old friend." Shulou Longsu said, and a white jade ring turned into a hand, "Please ask for a request."

This is! How could Qing Haichao not recognize the breath of the blood bead on the white jade ring?

"Where did you get this thing?" I only asked where it came from, and I didn't ask what happened. This reaction made the corals feel strange...
Chapter completed!