Chapter 1811

"Why not heal quietly?" Xia Qingchen asked.

Suxin was ashamed: "I didn't notice for a moment and almost let the landlord be assassinated. But the landlord didn't blame me. I had to work hard to repay the landlord's kindness."

Xia Qingchen waved his hand and said, "things are over. Look forward to everything."

If he doesn't choose to forgive, Suxin can't forgive herself all her life.

"Thank you, landlord." Suxin said.

Xia Qingchen said his departure: "in half a month, I will leave the mainland. I have a few things to tell you."

"First, they should not participate in the imperial hegemony."

"Second, cooperate with the expeditionary army to open up the territory of the demon world at any time!"

"Third, be kind to the Huang family. If they want something, try to meet it."

The third request is full of Xia Qingchen's apology to Xia yuan and his wife.

Before saving them, there will always be a thorn in Xia Qingchen's heart that can't be pulled out.

"I have written it down, landlord." Suxin said.

"Also, send the strong to occupy the main hall of the temple." Xia Qingchen's eyes are far-reaching: "two things will be done later."

"First, protect all the properties of the general hall from damage."

There is a silver coffin in the main hall. There are items that Xia Qingchen needs to open, but they can't be opened until another day.

"Second, destroy the statue of the frost God King. In the future, all the temples will be dedicated to the light dust God King!"

Suxin wondered why Xia Qingchen cared about which God was enshrined in the temple.

Does this have anything to do with listening to snow building?

However, since Xia Qingchen said so, of course she would.

"I see!" Suxin said, "within a year at most, let the frost God King disappear from all the temples in Lu Chenyi country!"

With the power of tingxue building, we can do it.

"Finally, have you heard from yuemingzhu?" In Xia Qingchen's eyes, infinite worry rises.

She is Xia Qingchen's last and most important concern.

Suxin was ashamed: "it's a pity that we did our best and never found out about the moon pearl."

"No trace at all?" Xia Qingchen asked.

On the eve of the human demon war, Suxin sent a message, and the moon pearl appeared in eastern Xinjiang.

Today, it has been nine days since the end of the human demon war, but there is still no whereabouts.

"Where did you find her last time?" Xia Qingchen asked.

Suxin said, "Hongyun Wharf in eastern Xinjiang."

Where?

Xia Qingchen thinks that Hongyun wharf is one of the many docks in eastern Xinjiang, but it is not famous because there are few merchant shipping routes, only a few places.

Suddenly, Xia Qingchen realized something, suddenly left Suxin and said, "do as I told you!"

"Miss Yue, do you want to send more people to look for it?"

"No, I know where she is."

Tianyue ridge, Nanling.

One of the 100 principalities under the jurisdiction of Xingyun sect in the past, Shenxiu principality.

Three years later.

The imperial capital is more prosperous than in the past. There are a lot of traffic and a constant stream of people.

The bustling market, the smell of dust, rushed forward.

At this moment, in the Misty drizzle, a quiet bridge is picturesque.

Two children in the rain were running and chasing each other. It was cold. A child stepped on the wet moss and fell empty under his feet.

I saw that I was going to roll down the stairs, dressed in purple and holding a blue painting umbrella.

As soon as she lifted her hand, she gently held the child and helped him up.

"Thank you, big sister." When the child looked up, he was a veiled sister with ink hair like a waterfall.

Each other smiled, and their bright eyes were as beautiful as crescent moon.

A pair of lavender pupils with blurred brilliance.

"Little guy, don't fall down." Sister smiled, touched their heads, climbed the stairs and came to the stone bridge.

She held up her umbrella and stared.

The thin rain, like the sadness in the heart, crawls all over the girl's eyes.

It is also like a flower blooming in a dream, blooming a little happy halo on the cheek.

She stood quietly on the stone bridge, overlooking the misty scenery.

She gazed at the scenery.

The scenery, watching her.

People are picturesque, paintings are like the wind, and the wind is like the continuous memory cotton silk, entangled with the sorrow of leaving the years, allowing the time to be long.

She smiled gently, like the breeze in March: "you're still here."

At the other end of the bridge, a fairy in white came slowly, holding a broken sword at her waist.

Her face was expressionless and there was no emotion in her eyes.

"Why, don't you run away?" She said faintly.

The woman with purplish pupil eyes is not someone else, but a witch with purple pupil.

And a white dress, floating like a fairy, is the white lotus saint.

Why did the moon pearl escape from Xijiang military camp?

With her strength and many strong people in the Terran alliance, she didn't have to escape.

The only one who can let her escape is only one person!

White lotus saint.

"Tired, tired, no regrets." The moon pearl burst into a smile and was relieved.

Jiang Xuexin looked at the bridge and the scenery in front of him: "is it very special here?"

The moon pearl just smiled and didn't answer.

Jiang Xuexin came repeatedly with firm and persistent eyes: "I warned you to stay away from my husband when Liang Wang's house."

"You will only give him trouble and damage his reputation, but you won't listen. You must pester him!" Jiang Xue said, "in that case, don't blame me for fulfilling my original warning!"

She had warned that if she saw her next to Xia Qingchen, she would kill her.

Jiang Xuexin, who returned from cultivation in the secret place, learned that the purple pupil witch appeared in the west Xinjiang military camp.

Xia Qingchen also broke into the demon world to find an antidote for the purple pupil witch.

So, she killed her heart and stood up!

The moon pearl smiled lightly and said, "can you tell me who you are before you die?"

"Jiang Xuexin." The white lotus Saint replied with an expressionless face.

The moon pearl shook her head: "I've checked. The real Jiang Xuexin was a constable 20 years ago. She died long ago in a deserted mountain village."

Creak——

The white lotus saint's footsteps suddenly stopped, and there was a changing look in her eyes: "you investigate me?"

The moon pearl turned and stared at the white lotus Saint: "answer me, who are you?"

On the stargazing platform, the moon pearl cast her magic skills, which made the moon pearl question her identity.

Can a chivalrous woman full of justice cultivate such evil magic skills?

The white lotus Saint looked indifferent: "there is no need to answer you!"

The pale purple pupil of the moon pearl gradually cooled down: "you are a witch, aren't you?"

Bailian saint's pupil narrowed fiercely and stared at her incredulously: "how do you know?"

The moon Pearl's indifferent face showed a trace of smile: "the six fan palace is full of holes. What else can't the dark moon find out?"

Every constable in Liufan palace has data to keep.

When the last leader of the six fan palace was in charge, his management was strict and it was not easy to spy. Later, it was much easier to change his post.