Chapter 1878

When Yemi returned to Heizi Mansion, it was already late at night.

She met the two sisters as she wished, but she checked them secretly, and felt heavy after watching them.

With the loss of two powerful companions, the Tinker and the Whisperer, her two older sisters are not faring well.

They were sent to Beijing to contact some bigwigs who were not weak in the dynasty, and exchanged their youthful looks for information, and even had to pay any price in order to complete the mission.

Ye Mi saw with his own eyes a middle-aged man with a big belly and a greasy face hugging his fourth sister Ye Jia, and she forced a smile on her face and expressed her flattery.

Later, a middle-aged woman came in and found her, and she just slapped her across the face, but she could only swallow her anger in silence, and even the man who talked sweetly just now didn't speak for her.

How sad, not so long ago, her sisters didn't need to perform this kind of task of humiliating themselves, but now, they can't even compare to the freedom of an ordinary killer.

Yemi knew very well that the reason for such a change was because the men of the two sisters died in Zeguo's mission.

They have no backing, no bargaining chips that can bring benefits to Wuwang Pavilion, and only their beauty can be used as capital.

No, from the beginning their capital was only the skin, and now they are just making the best use of everything after losing their greatest value...

The more Yemi thinks about it, the more pathetic she becomes, and the more confused she becomes. If it was Chen Yi who died in the mission of Zeguo, would it be her who has fallen into this fate now?

Did the adoptive father really regard them as daughters?

Or, it's just a tool from beginning to end.

Ye Mi entered the courtyard of his residence in a daze, and under the bright moonlight in front of him stood a figure.

"Why are you here?"

She came back to her senses a little and asked softly.

"Your sisters may choose to take revenge on you because they have a grudge against me, so I came to see if you came back."

Under the moonlight, Gu Chen, who was dressed in white, turned his head. For some reason, the face in Ye Mi's eyes was more beautiful than usual.

"Then what would you do if I didn't come back?" Ye Mi couldn't help asking.

"However, you are also mine, no one can touch you at will." Gu Chen said flatly.

"Is it your man?"

Ye Mi was dazed for a while, she knew that the other party's meaning was different from what she thought, and that the other party regarded herself as her subordinate.

However, even so, he was waiting for her here, but he genuinely cared about her.

He may not fool her with sweet words, but he never restricts her, let alone force her to do anything.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

Ye Mi smiled, suddenly feeling better.

"It's fine, we will enter the ancestral land of the Lieyang Clan in two days, then you will leave the Heizi Mansion and hide temporarily until you are sure that we return safely and reappear." Gu Chen ordered.

"Are Zudi and his party so dangerous?"

Ye Mi heard the fear and precaution in Gu Chen's words, and was quite worried for a while.

"It's all about being prepared." Gu Chen smiled.

"Then what can I help?" Ye Mi pursed her lips.

"Help me keep an eye on the movements of the various forces in Beijing. No matter who is the final winner this time, once they leave the ancestral land of the Lieyang Clan, there will definitely be a series of actions."

Gu Chen thought for a while and said.

In fact, he felt that it didn't make much sense to talk to Ye Mi, because even if Ye Wunian didn't show up in Beijing, he would definitely keep an eye on what's going on here.

Gu Chen just said it casually, but Ye Mi really took it to heart, nodded and said: "Okay, I will help you keep an eye on the movement in the city, and be ready to meet you at any time."

"Okay, it's late, go to bed early."

Gu Chen walked by Yemi's side, patted her on the shoulder encouragingly, and left.

"be careful……"

Ye Mi looked at his leaving back, and couldn't help but add another sentence, but her voice became smaller and smaller, and only she could hear it in the end.

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The day of the old Emperor Sheng's test has arrived.

Early in the morning, eleven people from Heizi Mansion, headed by Wu Lie, entered the palace together.

The entrance to the ancestral land of the Lieyang Clan is said to be located within the Dasheng Palace. Under the palace, there is a huge sealing circle.

The magic circle sealed the ancestral land and became the place of Dasheng's imperial vein. It was rumored that just the vitality escaping from the ancestral land made Beijing, especially the area of ​​the imperial palace, a blessed place.

In the eleven-member team, Gu Chen and Nurse Bodhisattva were naturally members. Not only were they just members, but besides Wulie, Nurse Bodhisattva had the greatest commanding authority.

There is no way, the "fixing body technique" that day was too bluffing, even without Wu Lie's explanation, the other monks who participated decided to take the mud bodhisattva as the head, so as to increase the survival rate in the ancestral land of the Lieyang clan.

In the main hall of the imperial palace, a group of people from Heizi's Mansion arrived for a long time, but the talents from the Prince's Mansion were long in coming.

It was also a team of eleven people, led by Prince Yanyang, followed by Sangyan and Old God Mingshou.

When entering the main hall, he caught a glimpse of Gu Chen among the crowd in Heizi Mansion, Sang Yan's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a cruel arc.

He held his breath in Longzhai a few days ago and never let it out, and Sang Yan will never forget it.

He always did what he said, and he must let the other party taste the most desperate taste, and then die of humiliation.

Gu Chen turned a blind eye to the mournful gaze. When the people from the Prince's Mansion came in, he first scanned around to make sure that there were no other hidden unknown masters, and then focused most of his attention on Ming Shou.

Ming hunting is the biggest obstacle in his plan. With him, it would be difficult for him to attack Sang Yan.

In the past few days, it's not that he didn't think about diverting the tiger away from the mountain, so that Mingshou could not enter the ancestral land smoothly.

However, Mingshou and Sangyan can be said to be inseparable, and he can't think of a perfect way to transfer each other away.

Hastily designed, may leave other loopholes, it is better to look for opportunities in the ancestral land.

Both teams had arrived, and the atmosphere was quiet and tense as they waited for Old Shenghuang to arrive.

Gu Chen was curious about the old Sheng Huang, not only because this test was unexpected, but also because he had heard some legends about him.

It is said that the reason why the old Emperor Sheng was ill for a long time was because he failed when he attacked the holy land, so the root of the disease fell.

Otherwise, a monk has always lived a long life, and as an emperor, he has countless medicinal resources to supply, so how could he become a sick child?

The so-called holy realm refers to the eight-carriage realm, with a power of 100 million.

Although there is only one difference between the Eight Vehicles and the Seven Vehicles, they cannot be compared at all.

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A saint needs to go through the holy calamity, and there may not be one out of 10,000 monks in the seven realms who can survive the calamity and be promoted to the holy realm smoothly.

Therefore, the number of saints is very rare, no matter in which area of ​​the Taoist world, they are all powerful figures.

The old emperor Sheng had once attacked the holy realm, which shows that he is a peak-level figure among the monks in the Qicheng realm, which is not considered weak among the rulers of the major dynasties.

If he had successfully become a saint at that time, he could even have led the Dasheng Dynasty to glory.

It's a pity that he failed, not only permanently lost the possibility of becoming a saint, but also lost his own body, and fell to the point where his life is about to go out.