Even in the wild, one has heard more or less rumors about the ghost doctor with a thousand faces.
Especially the upper-middle-class families, who are always paying attention to the political situation in the interior, have naturally heard of this legendary figure.
No one in the wilderness expected that one day they would see this famous man with their own eyes.
"Is this Shuangsha Dongming?"
King Tianqu's purple jade fan pointed in the direction of Qingwu. After finishing his words, he heard a gasping sound.
"Is he one of the two evil spirits from the north and the south?"
Maitreya was surprised.
Thinking of the terrifying pressure just now, now there is finally an explanation.
"It is rumored that the Shuangsha Dongming is the personal guard of the Thousand-Faced Ghost Doctor. His cultivation is unfathomable and his weapon is 'frost'. It is known as the most powerful ice weapon in the God Realm. With a single swing, he can cut off a hundred-meter mountain peak."
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Maitreya's eyes fell on Ling Xuewei, "It seems right."
This woman is the ghost doctor with a thousand faces.
Because only the Ghost Doctor with a Thousand Faces is qualified to be protected by those evil eyes like this.
Oh, what a surprise.
The two famous people actually appeared in this wild wilderness, and even came to the bloody city.
"Master, we cannot keep these two people, they know our secrets."
Maitreya's eyes showed murderous intent.
Their plan was discovered, and the person who discovered it happened to be the Thousand-faced Ghost Doctor from the Eastern Region. If they were allowed to leave alive, the entire God Realm would probably know about it! By then, their plan would be completely finished!
What's even more troublesome is that if the superiors learn about this, they will definitely investigate! Maybe they will even anger the master!
"No hurries."
King Tianqu said lazily, "When a distinguished guest comes to visit, he should be treated hospitably."
As he said this, he suddenly walked over. Qingwu stepped out of the way to block him, his eyes wary.
"Qingwu."
Ling Xuewei's voice came from behind, Qingwu paused and backed away.
King Tianqu walked over and didn't stop until he was one meter away from her.
The two people's eyes met like this.
A lazy one.
A cool one.
The air is full of depression.
Everyone's hearts were tense, and Qingwu and Xun Ai had placed their hands beside their bodies...
Time passed by and no one spoke.
They seem to be considering each other.
It seems like he is exploring something.
Suddenly, King Tianqu took the lead.
He suddenly stretched out his hand towards Ling Xuewei.
There was a snap.
But before that hand was about to touch Ling Xuewei, it was grabbed by another hand!
Qingwu arrived in an instant and stopped him!
Beside King Tianqu, Maitreya was pointing his sword at Qingwu!
The atmosphere is tense again!
"Maitreya."
King Tianqu glanced at him, Maitreya's eyes were slightly cold, and he put away his sword.
"Qingwu, it's okay."
Ling Xuewei also greeted.
Qingwu also stepped back slightly, and King Tianqu smiled, "It's rare for the ghost doctor to come in person, why don't we talk somewhere else?"
Ling Xuewei raised her eyebrows, "What if I don't want to?"
King Tianqu raised his eyebrows, "Why?"
Ling Xuewei said coldly, "I'm afraid I'll die if I leave, but I won't die of returning."
He suddenly laughed.
The laughter was deep and full of joy.
Even Maitreya looked at him a few times, because it was rare to see his master smile like this.
"It is said that the Thousand-Faced Ghost Doctor has an incredible talent. He can "travel through space" and can come and go freely even through mountains of swords and seas of fire."
King Tianqu seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "In that case, what are you still afraid of?"
Ling Xuewei frowned and realized that although Di Qianjue had lost his memory, he knew these things very clearly.
It seems that these things about her are no longer a secret.
I'm afraid the other party has already analyzed her information thoroughly.
"Then just be there."
Ling Xuewei pointed at a pavilion not far away.
Although the pavilion at this moment was shattered by the previous impact.
The original appearance cannot be seen.
King Tianqu raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay."
After a while.
Inside the pavilion.
The two sat facing each other, and they were the only two people in the pavilion.
Everyone else was outside the pavilion.
The Shence Army was ordered by King Tianqu to retreat a hundred meters away and were not allowed to take a step forward without orders.
Qingwu and Xun Ao were standing three meters away from the pavilion, ready to respond at any time if anything happened.
Maitreya stared at them with extremely unfriendly eyes.
If Liu Fang hadn't still been in their hands, he might have pounced on them and cut them into pieces!
Although I don’t know why my master wants to talk, as a subordinate, my years of obeying orders are engraved in my bones.
Therefore, Maitreya didn't ask any more questions.
But I do have some doubts in my heart...
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but it seems that the master seems a little different after this woman appeared...
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Inside the pavilion.
"Good disguise, Yi Rong Dan?"
King Tianqu poured a cup of "Nine Thousand Years Old" and handed it to Ling Xuewei. White smoke was steaming, and the aroma of tea filled the air.
The smell is refreshing.
"What do you want to talk about?"
Ling Xuewei didn't answer the question, as if she didn't have time to chat with him.
"Want to make a deal with you?"
"I don't think there is a deal to be negotiated between us."
"Don't refuse in a hurry. It's not too late to make a decision after listening to what I have to say."
Tianqu Wang leisurely took a sip of tea. The lazy temperament around him and the indescribable evil spirit made Ling Xuewei feel a little dizzy.
Di Qianjue...is really different from before.
Completely different temperament.
Even though she was so close, she couldn't feel any warmth from Di Qianjue's body.
It's like... a dead person.
Yes, they are dead people.
Cold and dead silence.
Her white, bloodless skin looked like a vampire from a Western fantasy novel... cold and oozing.
When Ling Xuewei came back to her senses, she found that King Tianqu was staring at her with a smile.
It's a laugh.
But that look was full of inquiry.
It was as sharp as a knife, as if it wanted to cut her open inch by inch and look into the depths of her heart.
Ling Xuewei's heart tightened.
She reminded herself that just because King Tianqu was Emperor Qianjue, she couldn't just relax again and again.
This man is no longer the Buddha Emperor she knew before, but an enemy.
However, even in the past, they were enemies.
Unexpectedly, time has passed and their identities have changed, but they still remain the same.
"You really know me."
King Tianqu suddenly spoke.
Ling Xuewei glanced at him and said, "The King of Tianqu is famous, who wouldn't recognize him?"
"No, it's me from before."
King Tianqu held his chin, his movements showing a bit of laziness, "My memory only stops at two and a half years ago. I don't have any previous memories."
Ling Xuewei paused.
"so?"
"So, I want to know my past."
"Why don't you ask the people around you?"
"Liu Fang and the others haven't been with me long."
In other words, even they don't know.
Ling Xuewei glanced outside the pavilion, where Maitreya was looking at her with a wary expression. She lowered her eyes, and her broad cloak only revealed a section of her fair chin.
"Even if I know, what can I do?"
Ling Xuewei said slowly, "What if your past has caused earth-shaking changes in your present? Or, everything you thought you had, including rights and status, is nothing but a bubble...or even completely subverting your cognition.
