Chapter 405

"Ah? Teacher, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" hulina was confused.

Bibidong didn't hide it from her: "we have our own intelligence sources in Tiandou empire. Five years ago, Qibao Liuli sect began to establish an emergency escape route under the suggestion of Qin Jian to deal with the crisis."

"Originally, if this matter had not been detected, our soul hunting operation might have really failed. After all, laying an empty Qibao Liuli sect means nothing to us..."

Bibidong showed a strange smile at the corner of his mouth: "but it's a pity that Ning Fengzhi can't negotiate with anyone, so we have to negotiate with her, so we know these channels clearly, and we can even say that they were established under our eyes..."

Hulina looked happy, but more confused: "such a hidden thing is specially planned by Qin Jian. Will they be very careful? How can we find it clearly?"

Bibidong's hand holding the scepter suddenly tightened slightly, and an imperceptible complex color crossed his eyes: "we have been buried in the dark line of Tiandou empire for nearly 20 years, and even Ning Fengzhi can't tell..."

Hulina said in surprise, "how long has it been for twenty years?"

The next moment, she suddenly became vigilant: "teacher, such a person can't be 100% trusted. No one knows what has happened in the past 20 years. How can we be sure whether he is still loyal?"

"She can still be trusted..."

Bidon closed his eyes slightly.

Although she only has her bidong genetic factor, she was not born or raised, but anyway, she is half a daughter

Even if the closeness is not even comparable to that of hulina, there are still some relationships. She will still give trust subconsciously, even if she hates the inheritance of the other half of her daughter

The Pope's bedroom, in the left side hall.

"Welcome the queen!"

Qin Jian knelt down on the knees of a group of maids and went in.

He is now completely immune to their names. Whatever you like

"Chi Chi!"

Silver flow flew out of his body and turned into a small silver dragon on Qin Jian's shoulder again.

"Na'er, you seem to like to appear with this body?"

Qin Jian glanced at the little silver dragon again and again. He could hardly contain his desire to hold her.

That's... that's cute

"Don't you know I haven't been free for millions of years?"

The little silver dragon turned his eyes: "it's dark to heal the wound. Now he can finally come out. Of course, he doesn't want to stay in the silver dragon gun."

"Will this be found?" Qin Jian asked.

Xiaoyinlong shook his head: "no, unless I completely burst out my power. For example, when we integrate, if Gu qinger's personality is the main character, and I completely burn my soul and send out a noumenon blow, it will be found."

"Well..."

Qin Jian was slightly relieved: "it's okay, we won't fall into that dilemma..."

"I hope..."

Na'er is noncommittal.

"By the way, I seem to remember that the escape mechanism you established for the Qibao Liuli sect was actually detected by the Wulin hall. This can't be used as the bottom card for winning the bet. What do you think?" na'er asked.

Qin Jian held his arms in his hands: "of course I know that, but we deliberately gave them all the information we thought we knew about the Wuhun hall. There are three hidden things, except me, uncle Ning and the teacher. No one else knows..."

"And you know, I asked Xiao San to take a message for me before... The original soul hunting operation actually depended on raids, because I'm not a vegetarian..."

He released his hand and shrugged: "but now for uncle Ning, it's just a battle of cards. He can lose. He'd better not be a big man. Give me the position of the leader of Qibao Liuli sect."

"Do you mean that you deliberately create a fake channel when you know it has been detected, and then quietly build a real one?"

The little silver dragon tilted his head and looked at him: "how did you think of starting to decorate so many years in advance?"

"It's hard to explain..."

Qin Jian scratched his head. "Anyway, this calculation is like calculating a doll. If you count me, I count you to me, and you count me once again, and you count me, and then I count you..."

"Stop, stop..."

The little silver dragon's head is full of small stars: "human thinking is too complex. Is it bad to pierce everything with one shot?"

"You're right..."

Qin Jian went to the bedroom: "this doll type calculation usually happens when the strength is insufficient. If you want to be the first in the world, who cares about any conspiracy? If you slap it down, the world will be quiet..."

"That's the realm we should pursue. If we spend all day on these gloomy calculations, the whole person will lose momentum," said na'er.

"Uh huh."

Qin Jian nodded repeatedly.

Now he feels like he is carrying a teacher with him. He listens to the education all the time. He doesn't find that she still has this attribute

He glanced at the little silver dragon on his shoulder again, ready to plan a counterattack.

If you really push their relationship to the master and apprentice slowly, he will die of depression

When he finally got to the bed, Qin Jian kicked off his boots and threw himself into the soft bed.

"Ah... Comfortable..."

He couldn't help but let out a comfortable groan.

"Hey, why don't you say a word when you lie down? Don't you know I'm still standing on your shoulder?"

The little silver dragon fluttered its wings in disorder, which avoided the fate of being overwhelmed by him.

Seeing her flying on his chest, Qin Jian turned his eyes and suddenly hugged her.

"You... What are you doing?"

Na'er's voice directly into her mind was obviously a little confused.

"Don't do anything, just hug you..."

Qin Jian said with a smile, "you don't know how cute you look now."

"But... Cute?"

Little silver dragon instantly fried hair... Fried dragon scale: "is that kind of thing used to describe me? Boring!"

"Isn't it cute? I like it best."

Qin Jian grabbed her little wings with both hands and held her in front of his eyes: "how about yelling another one for me?"

"Roar... Roar one?"

Na'er was stunned again: "don't you wake up? What strange hobby? Like to be yelled?"

"No, no, I just like to hear you roar." Qin Jian said in a voice.

"What a strange hobby..."

The little silver dragon was held by him, then closed his mouth, slowly brewing his emotions, and finally aimed at Qin Jian's head, opened his mouth and roared

“rua～”

One person and one dragon looked at each other silently, and suddenly there was some silence on the bed.

"Ah, ha ha ha, na'er, you're cute!"

Qin Jian suddenly held little Yinlong and laughed: "hurry... Give me two more yells!"

"Bang!"

The silver dragon's small wings pasted on his face