Qiao Luo.

female.

Sixteen years old.

The illegitimate daughter of the Beiheng Dynasty.

"Dynasty?

How could it be a dynasty?

Shouldn't you be from the Star Continent?"

Jiang Qiu questioned and asked questions.

Mu Zhiyi swept all the information back and forth, and finally shattered the letter paper with confidence.

"Fake it! This is obviously not her true identity!"

The content is unclear and empty. With years of experience as the head of the family and the dynasty, he can conclude that this is a fake information.

His confidant could only investigate a fake information to explain the people behind her who helped her hide her identity, their methods and abilities.

"Is it true?"

Jiang Qiu covered his mouth in surprise, "What should I do now?"

I felt uneasy and panic, and Qiao Qingyan's appearance and changes were completely out of their control.

"At least now that I know that she is in Liuxian Sect, that's enough. Send her portrait to the killers, so that they must find the right target and eliminate the roots!"

Mu Zhiyi narrowed his eyes ruthlessly, "Of course, the premise is to wait for the Lord of the Temple to leave Liuxian Sect."

This time, be sure to kill her and it will be settled! As long as she dies, what if the information about life is true or false? It will not affect his and the Mu family, Mu Xinghan's dragon fortune, and the position of the Lord of the Tianji Dynasty.

The conspiracy here is strange, and the Liuxian Sect welcomes the new meeting on the other side lasts until noon.

Ji Wuchen couldn't stand it anymore and left Liuxian Sect early, so the popularity subsided.

Before leaving, Ji Wuchen specially found a secluded place where no one was born, and after a few words of concern, Fang Yiyi reluctantly said goodbye to Qiao Qingyan.

Looking at his back as he gradually moved away, Qiao Qingyan touched her chest, feeling a faint premonition.

Her heart was uneasy, which made her feel uneasy.

An impulse surged into her mind. She caught up with Ji Wuchen and hugged him from behind, her eyebrows frowned tightly.

On the other hand, he told him with concern.

"It's not just me, but you, in a high position and more people staring at you than me, so you should pay more attention to your side. When I'm not here, be sure to take good care of yourself."

Ji Wuchen's majestic face, which had just been raised, has softened again now.

She wrapped her hands that were entangled in front of her abdomen, and her voice was magnetic.

"Aren't you just thinking that I'm verbally talking?

Now I'm nagging me again?"

"Then do you listen?"

Qiao Qingyan threatened directly.

Ji Wuchen's chest was shaking slightly, and he smiled happily.

"Listen, I only listen to my wife's words."

He took her hand and put it on his lips and kissed her.

"Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of myself. You said, I still owe you a grand wedding. You have to pester me all your life. If you haven't done this, how dare I have something to do?"

With these words, Qiao Qingyan calmed down a little, but her frown eyebrows still did not release.

Ji Wuchen turned around, hugged her and coaxed her, and kissed her forehead again.

The gentle and patient ones are not bad. The two are always so sweet and lingering, and their relationship is getting warmer after reunion.

But I fed Mu Che, Lion Lion, Ye Lei and Ye Shui a handful of dog food.

After getting tired of it for a moment, Ji Wuchen finally left this "death-hearted" place.

I let out a long breath, and my heart was filled with traces of reluctance, sweet and astringent.

If possible, I really hope to be surrounded by her every day and be a veritable fool.

"Your Highness, didn't you say you wanted to move to Liuxian Sect?

Why did you leave now?"

Yeshui was curious about this.

Ji Wuchen closed his eyes, and his eyes swept towards the sky, as if he could see the clouds rolling in the sky.

"It's going to change."

Yeshui's expression tightened and he became alert in all aspects.

Your Highness’s premonition will never go wrong! Ji Wuchen’s eyebrows and eyes are sharp, but the corners of his lips are smiling.

The little girl's premonition was correct. To some extent, the two of them had a good relationship again.

But he naturally could not admit it, and he could not make her worry about him.

Let him solve his troubles by a man.

One master and one servant set out on his way home, and he really encountered a roadblock halfway.

The visitor was the confidant general of Emperor Tianshu Xuanyuan Jinsong. He was in a fierce and confident manner, and was obviously ready.

"Oh, isn't this the Lord of the Temple?

What a coincidence, I met it here.”

The person in the head is sarcastic.

Ji Wuchen's words were cold and cold, "If you want to fight, just beat me, what are you talking about?"

After the two sides had no three conversations, they started fighting fiercely.

Seeing that Ji Wuchen and Yeshui crushed a large group of them with just the power of the two, Tianshu people could no longer bear it.

Every time I fight, I can feel that he is stronger than the last time, and he is growing almost every day.

Such growth rate and terrible transformation are daunting.

The leader endured the pain and shouted with a distorted face.

"The master said that I have a big gift to you today."

"Bad gift, get out!"

Yeshui angrily scolded and blocked Ji Wuchen alone, becoming more alert.

What kind of good intentions can Xuanyuan Jinsong have when he is a traitor? It will only cause harm to Your Highness every time.

The man smiled grimly and his voice became gloomy and hoarse.

"You will know soon."

He clapped his hands, and the two in the crowd took off the masks on their faces, and their bodies were filled with dangerous dark air.

This familiar aura made Ji Wuchen narrow his eyes and thick scarlet flushed on his eyes.

It was a magician! Yeshui's pupils suddenly shrank and he hurriedly urged him to leave.

"Your Highness, it's a spell!"

Didn’t the magician become extinct long ago?

They searched for so long, hoping to find the successor of the magician and remove the spell on His Highness.

However, after so many years, there is no news. How could Xuanyuan Jinsong still be found?

Now there is a speller sent. I wonder what impact it will have on Your Highness's spell and whether it will cause more terrifying things.

unknown.

Ye Lei, who was responsible for protecting Qiao Qingyan, came at the same time and protected Ji Wuchen behind him with Yeshui.

"Your Highness, leave here, leave it to us. I will definitely take them to the temple to help You clear the spell!"

"Why are you here?"

Ji Wuchen frowned.

Ye Lei came, and no one was protecting Qingyan.

Yeshui was anxious, "Your Highness, when is it time? You still don't care about yourself?

Go quickly! After solving the problem here, Ye Lei will go back!"

Ye Lei nodded. Miss Qiao was in Liuxian Sect, and there were two weapon refining masters guarding her, so there would be no danger.

It is obvious at the moment that you need to pay more attention to your safety.

Ji Wuchen glanced at the people in front of him and spoke slowly.

"Strange magic, if you have the ability to let me see what other moves can you use."

Xuanyuan Jinsong wants to use this to scare him?

The magician calmed down by his eyes and momentum before making a sound.

"Young man, the curse in your body cannot be eradicated. There is only one way to die for you! With your cultivation level, life for thousands of years is no problem. Unfortunately, under the spell, you can only live for another ten years at most."

Ten years, in the world of cultivation, it was just a blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!