Chapter 1142

As long as nothing happens, the new lounan king will fall into the hands of their three high priests.

"Let's just be rich." Xia Qingchen didn't care: "just fulfill the promise Wu gave me to heaven."

Priest Wuzhen smiled: "you can rest assured that as long as you can complete your task, I will give it to you on the spot."

Xia Qingchen acts as the most critical link in this plan - to ensure the victory of the fight.

Only when the fighting is successful can the three high priests make a wish, ask for the forgiveness of the barbarian God, and begin to compete for the throne with Nu Tianyi.

"That's the best." Xia Qingchen said, "if there's nothing else, I'll leave."

Priest Wuzhen looked at Xia Qingchen's departure. Before long, his confidant came in from the outside and said in a deep voice: "priest, do you really believe his identity is reliable?"

"What do you say?" the priest looked sideways at his confidant

His confidant trembled and quickly knelt down to apologize: "I'm a little talkative."

The priest Wu Zhen brushed the dust of his black feather cloak and said faintly, "it doesn't matter what his identity is, but what's important is that he can be used for me. As for after he's used up, he can deal with it as he should."

A cold awn flashed in his eyes.

Anyone with a clear eye can see that Xia Qingchen is likely to be a person in a cool place like the captured girl.

If he is not blind, can he not see it?

However, his eyes could not see. At the moment Xia Qingchen turned around, a deep murderous spirit flashed in the depths of his pupils.

Why didn't he know that the priest of Wuzhen had recognized his identity and just wanted to take advantage of him for the time being?

It's just that he is also using the Ukrainian priest!

Thinking, under the guidance of the maidservant, Xia Qingchen came to his tent.

When he entered, the maids inside all quit very wisely, leaving Xia Qingchen alone.

He was surprised. He looked up and through the thin gauze curtain, he saw a young woman lying on the stone bed inside.

The thin animal skin covered on her body is hard to hide the exquisite lines, and the exposed snow shoulder refracts light fluorescence under the dim yellow oil lamp.

A white and red cheek, because of tension, showed two clouds.

Xia Qingchen was stunned, opened the curtain, came to the window, looked at the Luo Narcissus collected by Ren Jun, and said, "why did you get caught?"

He asked, sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to her.

Luo Shuixian pulled up the bedding and said bitterly, "I have no face to go back to Tianyue mountain, so I wandered to Jiuli city. I heard that there are rich cultivation resources here. I want to settle down here and practice slowly."

Jiuli city is the center of Jiuli region, which borders on the south of Lou. Almost all caravans from the two regions have to pass here. Many martial artists without background will focus here and hope to find satisfactory resources by luck.

However, luoshuixian has been living with Ye Linglong for a long time and has bad luck.

Soon after she came here, she was robbed by barbarians and was caught by chance. Unfortunately, fortunately, because of her excellent appearance, she was ordered by the black ghost to pay tribute to her father. Therefore, during the escort, she would not be occupied and bullied by those barbarians.

I see. Xia Qingchen was silent for a moment and asked, "why didn't you expose me just now? You should hate me. "

It can be said that part of the reason why she came to this point is that Xia Qingchen drove her away. From her past behavior, she should hate Xia Qingchen.

But she didn't.

Luo Shuixian looked gloomy and said to himself, "it's all his own fault to fall into today's situation, which has nothing to do with people."

If it had been in the past, she might have been angry with Xia Qingchen, but she had already deeply reflected on the events again and again.

She tilted her head, looked at Xia Qingchen's back and said, "thanks."

Although there were only two words, it was really heartfelt gratitude. She didn't expect that Xia Qingchen would save her and save her from the bad luck that would be ruined by barbarians.

"Yes." Xia Qingchen said calmly, "take a rest and take you back to the cool place after the sacred fire sacrifice."

He grew up and was about to leave, but his sleeves were pulled by Luo Shuixian.

The latter's head had turned to the inner wall, his red lips clenched, and his voice trembled slightly: "it's quite suspicious, you... Still want me."

Wu Guiming is extremely suspicious of Xia Qingchen's identity. It is difficult to ensure that there is no one watching him outside. Xia Qingchen will leave and his identity will be more suspicious.

Xia Qingchen looks back at the narcissus of Luo at this time. She is very beautiful. She has the soft and delicate temperament of a classical woman, and her temperament is gentle and weak. At this time, she takes the initiative to commit herself, which makes people more excited.

No man can be unmoved, and Xia Qingchen is no exception.

"If I take advantage of the danger of others to kill you, what's the difference between me and a barbarian?" However, he was very decisive and declined.

To combine with an affectionate woman is love.

It's venting to combine with a missed woman.

Xia Qingchen has not fallen to the point where his concentration has been lost.

"However, Black Ghost life is suspicious. If you don't do anything to me, he will be suspicious." Luo Shuixian still didn't let go.

Xia Qingchen gently took back his sleeves and comfortingly patted her hand: "he doesn't have any doubt. It's irrelevant."

"Oh." Luo Shuixian's nervous heart was finally relieved, and deep respect poured out of his heart.

A man who can refuse the beauty delivered to the door actually needs great concentration. At this moment, she seemed to meet Xia Qingchen for the first time and saw the ethereal boy who pointed out his flute.

Looking back on what happened with him later, when I was ashamed, I shed two clear tears and whispered, "I'm sorry, I used to be too naive."

How can there be plum fragrance without cold frost?

She finally washed away the lead and repented.

Xia Qingchen shook his head calmly: "people are not sages. Who can be right? As said on that day, those who abandon me cannot stay in yesterday's day. Since it is the past, let it dissipate like the wind. "

Luo Shuixian was moved. He really felt that Xia Qingchen was broad-minded and had all kinds of, but he said it all in one word and never cared!

Her sweet shoulder rustled, wrapped in bedding, knelt on the bed and bowed down: "little woman, fall in love with your excellency!"

Xia Qingchen smiled faintly, brushed his clothes and sat with his back to her silently: "rest assured!"

Luo Shuixian raised her face, tears had covered her cheeks, and her crystal eyes were as clear and ethereal as autumn hills after rain.

She smiled. She was tired physically and mentally. She slept safely next to Xia Qingchen for the first time

Hidden mirror priest tribe.

The priests and the core clansmen, including cangshuiyue, are secretly gathering in the priest's gold tent. Three giant barbarians with a height of one foot two or three are kneeling in front of them on one knee.

"Oh, God help me! There are three wild warriors from the king's court to help. Why don't you worry about not achieving great things? " The priest of the hidden mirror raised his hands and laughed.

The departure of King lounan distracted the people in the king's court. The wild warriors serving king lounan were looking for them respectively.

Some of them took refuge in the ten high priests.

Cangshuiyue was worried: "I just don't know what happened to the priest Wu. As far as I know, Wu Xiang Tian found a man with poor strength to be a martyr. In that case, it will drag us down."

The priest of the hidden mirror waved his hand and said with a smile, "don't worry, the old fox of the priest Wuzhen will handle it safely. Anyone can choose a weak person as a dead man. He can't do it."

Just then, a member of the Wu family presented the letter.

The priest of the hidden mirror opened it and said with a grin, "said Cao Cao, the list of dead men of the Wu family has been sent."

The three priests exchanged what they needed and what they needed, and informed each other of their dead in advance.

Zang Shuiyue came over and saw a familiar name called "Hu Yifan". He was surprised and said, "priest, didn't you say that priest Wuzhen will check it? Why did he choose the useless little priest? "

The priest of the hidden mirror smiled and said, "this Hu Yifan has poor strength?"

Cangshuiyue gestures to her chest: "only so tall, thinner than me!"

The strength of barbarians is directly proportional to their physique. The shorter they are, the worse their strength is.

"Nonsense!" The priest of the hidden mirror kneaded the letter into a ball, threw away the curtain and left without saying a word: "inform the priest of pear drop and hurry to the priest tribe of Wuzhen."

They can't sit back and watch. A weak barbarian hinders their overall situation（ Tomorrow at 11:30 noon)